Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 195

Evelyn POV

When we got home, Thaddeus explained what he saw. Honestly it came as no surprise to me, I

had been saying it all along that it wasn't an accident. I was shocked however to find out Laura had

something to do with it.

I let them discuss it, I couldn't give a rat's ass what they had to say. I knew all along yet I was

delusional in thinking it. Bianca though, I was worried about and when Amara came over frantically

looking for Mara I nearly lost it.

Mara was already suffering with these dreams. I was not about to allow her to be used even by my

family. Amara would have to wait and either do what Thaddeus did or let him do it and relay it to her. I

wasn't having them tinkering and sifting through her memories, it was never a pleasant feeling when

done to me so I wasn't about to allow it to happen to my daughter.

"I will be quick, in and out in two seconds Evelyn, she may not even notice" Amara argues with

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"She will notice, believe me it's not a nice feeling, just wait till she falls asleep" I tell her stacking

the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Just let her do it, Mara won't even know" Thaddeus says.

"No!" Says Orion for once on my side.

"My aunty is out there dying, all because you won't let me in her head" Amara yells at him.

"Bianca is not dying, she is simply desiccating. Awful but doesn't change anything, you aren't

meddling in my daughter's head" I tell her.

When I turn around though she is gone.

"Where did she go?" I ask Orion only to see Thaddeus also gone. I listen for Mara and can hear

her still in her room when I hear the floorboard creak. I rush upstairs and bust through her door. Amara

hand outstretched about to touch her little head while she played with her dolly. I grab her hand, jerking

it away.

"I said no!" I tell her and Mara looks up at me.

"Hi mummy" she says, before noticing Amara.

"Aunty Aunty" she squeals and Amara smiles at her before bending down. Thaddeus grips my arm

before reefing me out of the room.

"You dare grab her like that, she is my fucking sister Evelyn"

"And she is my daughter," I growl back.

"Done" I hear Amara sing out and I spin around rushing back in but she is gone having misted out

of the room. Mara appeared unharmed but it pissed me off, it's not good to meddle in people's heads,

worse to do it to a child.

"See perfectly fine" Thaddeus says and I snap, shutting the door behind me as I step out before I

pivot, slapping him. My hand burned from the contact with his face.

"You put her at risk, she could have got hurt you fucking prick" I scream at him.

"Amara would never hurt her Evelyn, not everyone is out to get our kids" he says grabbing my arm.

"She may not mean to but that doesn't mean it couldn't have happened, you put her at

unnecessary risk when you only had to wait till she went to sleep"

"That would take hours we don't have" Thaddeus growls letting me go.

"Like the months you spent not believing me, were months we didn't have" I tell him before walking

downstairs.

"She did it, didn't she?" Orion asks. I nod and he storms off up stairs no doubt to give Thaddeus a

serving.

Walking into the kitchen Ryland was sitting at the table. "You okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah just over everything, and everyone" he says running both hands through his hair and resting

his head in his hands.

"You could always come to work with me?"

"You're not seriously going, can't you stay home for once. All you do is work" Ryland says.

"I don't have a choice, Imogen isn't working today, and Laura well obviously she won't be working

there again and I doubt she will show face even if she was allowed to come back" I tell him.

"Please just stay home, I don't need anymore stress today"

"Ryland you know I can't, I am meant to open in three hours"

"Yes Evelyn you do, you own the place, you set your own hours, just stay home please" he says

looking up at me.

"Ryland?"

"You know what, never mind do whatever, you always choose work" he says getting up and

knocking his chair over. He picks it up, shoving it back under the table.

"Fine I will stay," I tell him.

"Just go, you don't want to be here, so just go" he says walking past me. I grab his arm pulling him

back and he shakes my arm off.

"I'm staying, what's got into you?"

"Nothing you never want to spend time with us, you know we haven't spent time as a family since

the day of the accident, so please just for once stay with us"

"I said I would, I am staying okay just calm down" I tell him. He takes a deep breath in before

gripping the hem of my shirt and pulling me to him. His arms wrap around me and he rests his chin on

my head.

"Thank you," he says, kissing the top of my head. I try to stand on my tippy toes and kiss him but

he pulls away smiling.

"What's wrong shorty can't reach?" He teases. I smack his chest and he laughs before leaning

down so I can kiss him.

I wrap my arms around his neck when I feel him grip the backs of my thighs lifting me up and I

wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him harder.

Rylands warm hands went underneath my shirt to my lower back pressing me closer to him.

His tongue brushes mine softly before he pulls back, sucking my bottom lip in his mouth before he

lets go of it.

"I missed you, miss my old Evie" he says pressing his forehead against mine.

Hearing little feet running, Ryland puts me down and I turn to face the dining room door just in time

to see Mara run in.

"We have a tea party in my house," she says, carrying her toy basket.

"I don't think mummy will fit" I tell her, following after her. I look at her cubby house door. My ass is

definitely not squeezing through that door.

"If Orion can fit, you can," Ryland says, slapping my ass.

"Come in mummy, come in" she calls and I bend down assessing the door. I crawl in, turning

sideways to squeeze through the gap. The door turned out to be the easy part, it was trying to figure

out where to put my legs once I got in.

I played with Mara for a bit before I started to feel claustrophobic. Her cubby shrinking more and

more the longer I stayed in there.

Hopping out I go make her some afternoon tea only to walk out and find Ryland carrying her

upstairs asleep.

"I just made it" I tell him looking at the sandwich I painstakingly cut into stars.

"She always naps at this time," he says, carrying her to her room. His words made me think.

Maybe I didn't spend as much time at home as I thought.

I walk to the bin but before I could toss them, Orion snatches one off the plate.

"Where have you been hiding?" I ask him while he chews the jam sandwich before grabbing

another off the plate.

"What?" I haven't eaten today" he says.

"Haven't eaten?" I ask, noticing the bloodstain on his shirt. I point to it,

"Thaddeus don't count," he says.

"Where is Thaddeus?"

"Upstairs sulking because you slapped him over Amara"

Ryland comes in, snagging one of the star sandwiches. "Should I start cutting your food into stars

for you too"

"Wouldn't hurt but they wanna be big stars" Ryland says grabbing the last bit sized piece.

I take the now empty plate to the sink and rinse it when I feel hands run over my hips, slipping

under my shirt.

"Orion, what are you doing?" I ask when I feel his lips go to my neck, "nothing" he mumbles kissing

my skin.

His hands pushing my shirt higher before he pulls it off.

"Doesn't feel like nothing" I tell him when I feel him fiddling with the buttons of my jeans.

"I'm still mad at you" I tell him, gripping his hand.

"Make up sex then"

"Or no sex" I tell him.

"Angry sex?" he asks, kissing my shoulder.

"See you can beat him and beat him off" Ryland says.

"Or I can just beat him" I tell Ryland.

"I'm down to watch either," Ryland says and I chuckle.

"I would prefer the beat me off, just saying" Orion mumbles against my neck. I feel fangs press

against skin before he sinks them into my mark. Arousal rolling over me and I moan loudly, his arm

around my waist the only thing holding me upright as sparks rush south.

He pulls back his fangs leaving my skin along with the euphoric feeling and he kisses below my

ear.

“I want to show you something” He whispers, pushing me out of the kitchen and toward the stairs.

Before taking me up the hallway beside the stairs. He stops turning me to face the wall.

“Now you can see him all the time” He whispers and I look up at all his drawings mixed amongst

the ones of us and Amara. He framed them, hanging them with the rest of the family photos. “I have

one more but I wasn’t sure you would want it hung up” He says as I stare at the drawings of our son on

the wall. My throat thick with emotion as I stared at what could have been. Orion steers me into the

study before stopping at the bookshelf, his fingers moving along the shelf that has all his art books

before he pulls one down handing it to me.

“Are you letting me look at them?” I ask him, because he never let me touch these ones.

“That was the first one I did,” He says, tapping the cover. I opened it to find one of me and our son,

using a photo from me and Amara and adding him into it, this one even had colour.

“You like it?”

“Why isn’t it with the others”

“Because I was angry with you, so I left it in here instead of taking it out. He says before tearing it

out carefully when I notice the next page, which was also of me but sitting on the porch of our old

house.

“Yep that's enough, you're not looking at anymore” He says trying to take it from me. I turned trying

to see what other ones he had done of me. When I hear Ryland laugh behind me as I try to quickly flick

through them only for it to be taken from my hands, Orion suddenly feels embarrassed, his emotions

hitting me through the bond.

“Why are you embarrassed they are good” I tell him and Ryland laughs.

“He doesn’t want you to see the pronographic ones he draws”

“Oh really now I am intrigued” I tell him, trying to grab the sketchbook back down.

“Nope, no more. You know I don't like you looking at them” Orion says, grabbing my hands and

tugging me away. He grabs the other drawing.

“You putting it with the rest, on the wall?” I ask him.

“If you want me to, it doesn't have to go up there if you don't want it to”

“No it's fine,”He nods before grabbing it.

“I will go find a frame” He says walking out, as soon as he is gone I spin around curiosity killing

me. Just as I grab the sketchbook.

“Ever heard the saying curiosity killed the cat?” Ryland asks, grabbing both my hands and pulling

them to my chest.

“He won't even know, I just want to see”

“We can always recreate them” Ryland purrs, nipping at my neck.

“Wait, have you seen them?” I ask him and he hums, nodding his head.

“Yep and the ones of Thaddeus, quite the imagination I must say, but he won’t let me look at the

ones he has done of me, though Thaddeus has seen them”

“So do you want to recreate his drawings?” Ryland asks, bumping his hips into my butt.

“So tempting but No, I have washing to do”

“On the washing machine it is in then” Ryland says his hands gripping my breast that were only

covered by my bra.

“Nope”

“Why we can set it to spin cycle bet it will, really get you going” He says playfully.

“Go bend Orion over the washing machine and while you're in there chuck another load on”

“Much rather release a load” He says, pulling my hips flush and against his crotch, his erection

pressing against my ass.