Sinful Mates 1-3
chapter 78

Theo's POV

Getting up this morning I could tell Tobias wouldn't cope with working today. I felt him slip outof bed sitting upright, his hands running through his hair as he tries waking himself up. One of theplus sides of being a vampire, is I don't feel tired and don't require sleep. Tobias however does. Eventhough I do the night feeds and get up to Thaddeus, he still wakes every time he cries. Being a lightsleeper was really exhausting him. Imogen however refuses to sleep, forcing herself to stay awake. Ihear her of a night walking around the house always so restless, her mind always racing, and if sheisn't walking, she is staring off vacantly.

I wish she would just let herself go to sleep. She may be a vampire, but the witch part of herneeds rest. The darkness that I feel through the bond might lessen if she just gets some sleep, butinstead she fights against us on the matter, so paranoid someone is going to take him from us. Ididn't realise the paranoia that comes with magic, yet watching her is like watching someone slowlylose their grip on reality, slipping ever so slow into madness. Putting my book down, I turn towardTobias.

“Go back to sleep, I can go in,” I tell him.

“You went yesterday,” he mumbles and yawns. I know part of the reason he struggles to sleep isthat Imogen isn't sandwiched between us anymore. We both replace comfort knowing she is withinarm's reach. I know that is the primary reason he can't seem to replace rest.

“Lay back down, it is fine I don't need sleep,” I tell him watching him flop back down on thebed. He rolls, throwing his arm over my lap, pulling me closer. I run my fingers through his hair.

“We need to do something about Imogen” I whisper, not wanting her to overhear, though I cantell through the bond her mind is preoccupied. Tobias yawns and I feel him nod.

“What do you want to do?” He yawns, rubbing his eyes, looking up at me.

“I don't know she needs to sleep; she is getting worse always pacing she never stops” I tell him.I can feel his worry through the bond.

“We can put her to sleep,” he says, and I hear the thoughts running through his head. Imogenwon't like that but if we can distract her enough, and we can get her to slip her guard down it mightwork.

“The only problem would be Thaddeus. She won't let him remain unwatched while we distracther” I tell him.

“Maybe ring mum and see if she will take him for the night, I will convince Imogen to let her.She knows they won't let anything happen to him” I nod it could work.

“I will ring her today and ask. You can work on Imogen; she doesn't like him away from us”Trying to convince her will be the hardest part.

“What if she says no?” I ask, not liking the idea of forcing her. We might just have to, though. Ihave noticed the longer she stays awake, the stronger the darkness gets through the bond,cocooning her. I didn't like the way she was becoming comfortably familiar with it, almost like shedepends on it, making her feed into it, allowing it to slowly take over her. I don't know everythingabout witches but I have read enough over the years to know that with it comes a slight craze,especially when it comes to the dark magic I can feel is enveloping her.

“You know we have to do it, even if I have to hold her down, she will forgive us once she feelsbetter,” Tobias says, his hard exterior slipping back into place. One of the many things I love abouthim. He knows I struggle with being hard on her, yet he is willing to be the bad guy and force herdown, so I don't have to. Even if I am the one that will actually be doing the task of knocking herout, he will be the one to hold her down. Willing to take the blame for me.

“Just ring mum and tell her to come grab Thaddeus after you finish work” I nod, getting up andheading for the walk-in. It doesn't take long before I walk out dressed in a suit. Tobias's eyeswatching me as I move about the room getting ready.

“Tobias stop or I will just want to crawl back in bed with you,” I tell him turning to look at him.He smirks and I can tell he would prefer that than me leave. I quickly place my shoes on.

“Where is she?” he asks.

“Downstairs at the kitchen window" I sigh. Thaddeus stirs in the bassinet and Tobias picks himup. I watch him scrunch his face up before I can smell that he has soiled himself.

“Scissors, paper, rock?” Tobias suggests not wanting to change him. I chuckle at him beforeputting my hand out. Tobias groans when he chose paper and I scissors.

“I feel like you snoop into my mind every time, surely I can't be this unlucky to lose every time.”

“It would help if you stopped choosing paper.” I chuckle throwing a diaper at him beforewalking downstairs. Imogen is standing at the window, staring off vacantly at the scenery. Shejumps when I place my hands on her hips, coming up behind her. I kiss her neck and feel her relaxinto me. I love how her body reacts to us. I just hope tonight she reacts this way, the idea of forcingher down has me on edge.

“You going in to today?” she asks, her voice soft. I nod, running my hands down her body,before slipping one underneath the thin fabric of her top, my hands caressing over her stomachbefore moving to her breasts. Feeling her nipples harden and a moan escapes her lips, making mydick twitch in my pants. I could get lost in the feel of her body under my hands, loving every inch ofher. Loving the sounds that spill from her lips.

I hear Tobias step into the room, Thaddeus cooing and eating his little hands, making herattention go to him. She turns in my arms looking over my shoulder at Tobias who I know iswatching us.

“You want to feed him?” he asks, and I feel her nod and excitement floods through the bond,before it dies slowly as fear sets in. She hasn't fed and newborn vampires require a lot more blood. Ican go days sometimes a week but Imogen she needs to feed daily sometimes twice depending onher mood. Anger and fear, even arousal, make it hard to control the bloodlust.

Tobias moves awkwardly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. It makes him nervouswhen he feels her hesitation and none of us like handing him over to her. We know it only takes oneslip up and she could hurt him, but she is his mother and we can’t keep her from him we arent thatcruel. Turning my head, I kiss her temple before removing my shirt. It is unheard of for vampires tofeed off each other; I have never craved my own kind's blood yet she does and I am pretty sure it isbecause it feeds into her to magic, strengthening her like a never ending power source. Undoingthe buttons, she watches me, and her eyes glow brighter as uncontrollable hunger takes over her.

She seems to have more control feeding off Tobias, but me, she knows she doesn't have to beso gentle, and I can endure more blood loss than him. Although it makes me want to feed. I know Ican wait till I get to work and retrieve a blood bag. As soon as my shirt is off her hands run over mychest before she leans in inhaling my scent, her nose running across my collarbone, making meshiver. Gripping her hips 1 lift her, placing her on the edge of the sink so she can reach my neckbetter. She wraps her legs around my waist pulling me closer, her hand going to my face and I feelher fangs sink into me.

She moans loudly as my blood rushes into her mouth. I feel her tongue lapping at my skin,making me want her mouth somewhere else, as I feel my pants become a little too tight as I pressmyself into her. Bloodlust and arousal tend to go hand in hand with us. She bites down again ashunger takes over her, so insatiable and addictive. When I know she is struggling to pull away, I slipmy hand into the waistband of her tights, my fingers slipping between her folds that wet with herarousal. She moans, her head going back liking the feel of my fingers inside her and I kiss her. Herfangs scratching my lip. I then pull away from her. She feels annoyed yet doesn't try to stop me.

“When I get home" I tell her, kissing the side of her face. She huffs, annoyed at being riled uponly for me to stop. A pout slipping onto her face.

Chuckling, I see Tobias step closer, kissing my cheek as he passes Thaddeus to Imogen. Her facelighting up at being able to hold him as she takes the bottle from Tobias's hand.

Buttoning up my shirt and walking out to the car, Tobias follows me.

“I will ring her when I get to work, convince her Tobias I really don’t want to force her” I tell himclimbing in the car and starting the car, the engines roars to life and I drive down the drivewayheading to work. 00000000000