Lana POV
I climb in bed, yet I felt extremely restless, I heard them go to bed a few hours ago, could hear their soft snoring through the wall. My wounds still aching and the bloodlust keeping me awake as I fought against it. Every noise in the house irritating me as I try to get comfortable, try to find sleep. Looking at the clock on my phone screen it was 2 AM.
Getting up, I go to the kitchen and get a drink of milk, opening the fridge I find all Tate's beer gone and sigh looking in the bin, but they weren't in there. Walking outside I check the bin, surely, he didn't drink an entire carton, I think to myself as I open the bin.
I find the carton all the bottle still full. I grab them out opening them and emptying them on the grass. I had emptied three of them when I hear his voice behind me making me jump.
"I wouldn't have got them back out" He says, I look over at him.
"Why are you up still?" He asks, walking over to me and helping me empty them.
"I can't sleep" I tell him. We empty the bottles before tossing them back in.
"I'm not an alcoholic despite what you and Drake think, but I won't drink if you don't want me to" he says.
I nod walking inside and filling a glass with milk before drinking it. I rinse the cup Tate standing next to the counter watching me.
I walk upstairs heading back to my room when he grabs my hand tugging me in the direction of their room. He stops waiting.
"Come to bed, our bed Lana" I look at my door and he tugs my hand before sighing and letting go.
I walk in my room shutting the door. He stands there for a second, longing hitting me through the bond before he walks off toward his room. I still couldn't sleep at 3AM I hop out of bed, opening the door before looking at theirs debating whether or not to go hop in with them.
My feet quiet on the floor as I walk to the door opening it. Drake was asleep on his stomach Tate on his side facing the door. His eyes opening when the door creaks, he pulls the blanket back tapping the bed with his hand. I walk over climbing in with him, sparks moving over my skin as he wraps his arm around my waist snuggling closer and I relax against him putting my head on his chest. His scent hitting me and my gums tingle.
"You can feed on me, I know that's why you can't sleep" He says kissing my forehead. I look up at him and he moves leaning forward before pressing his lips against mine softly, his lips were warm, god I missed those lips, missed them. He pulls back but I lean forward kissing him back and he breathes deeply, my tongue running along his lip before he deepens the kiss, his hand going to the back of my neck as he pulls me closer, his tongue playing with mine before he pulls back when my fangs protrude piercing his lip.
"Lana please" He says turning his neck toward me. The sight of his neck enticing me, and I sink my fangs into him, he groans at they break his skin, yet I could feel him become aroused by it, his erection pressing into my stomach, as I drink from him, his hand in my hair, stroking the back of my head. I pull away licking his neck.
"You can take more" I shake my head feeling my wounds healing, I pull the blanket down showing him with my shoulder and he nods.
"Don't be afraid to feed on me Lana even if we are fighting" He says kissing my shoulder before sucking on my mark. I moan and he chuckles, his erection pressing against my stomach as pleasure washes over me as he continues to suck on it, nipping it with his teeth. I press myself closer putting my leg over his hip, and he grinds himself into me before rolling on his back pulling me on top of him. I kiss him, his hands going to my hips as he rolls them against him before grabbing my ass.
I moan against his lips, before sucking on his neck, my hands running over his chest and shoulders, loving the feel of his skin beneath my palms. Sparks rushing over my skin when I feel Drake grip my chin and I realise he had woken, he pulls my face closer to his and I lean forward kissing him, Tate's hard length twitching against me as he watches us, his hands running up my thighs as he tugs on the waistband of my shorts and I pull back looking down at him.
"You want to stop?" He asks, but I shake my head and I see him smile before flipping me over swapping our positions. He hooks his thumbs in my shorts, slipping them off before moving between my legs, kissing my lips and chin, I feel his hands run under my shirt to my breast pushing my shirt up and I lean forward letting him remove it.
His hot mouth wrapping around my nipple before he bites down on it, making me hiss at the pain before his tongue runs over it soothing it. I feel Drake move beside me and I reach for him bringing his face closer so I can kiss him, his hand reaching between us before slipping between my folds that were slick with my arousal, he groans into my mouth and I move my hips as he slips his finger inside me before pulling it out and circling my clit. Tate sits up watching Drakes fingers slip inside me, hips moving against his fingers and I close my eyes enjoying the feeling building inside me. He pulls his fingers from me and Tate grabs his wrist before sucking on his fingers, he groans before pulling Drake toward him kissing him, I watch them, loving how much passion is between them.