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Laurent moved off of her. Then he scooped her up and settled her astride me. Her hot, wet pussy seared my skin, and I hissed, baring my fangs as white-hot pleasure shot up my dick. Propped as I was, I had the leverage to maneuver her wherever I wanted her—and I wanted her on my cock. I grasped her around the waist and lifted her. She was so lust-drunk from Laurent’s feeding, she spread her legs eagerly.

Laurent brought my dick to her wet opening and held me steady as I lowered her onto my shaft. I hissed again as her pussy stretched wide around my cockhead. Her plump clit was another berry I wanted to taste.

She whimpered and wriggled her hips, adjusting to my size.

“A little more,” I rasped. She was so tight and hot. And she was fucking drenched. All those orgasms had left her sopping, and I sank balls deep with minimal resistance. Her pussy was like a little forge. A searing fist that squeezed every inch of my dick.

She moaned, shivering as she braced herself with her hands on my shoulders.

“There,” Laurent murmured. He kissed her temple. “How does his dick feel?”

She shivered again. “Good. It’s…a lot.”

He winked at me. “I’ll bet.” He slid from the bed. “You two stay just like that. Give me a minute.”

Given and I stared at each other as he padded from the bedchamber.

“Are you all right?” I asked.

A spark of the pertness I’d grown accustomed to flared in her blue eyes. “Are you?”

Smiling, I pulled my knees up. The change in position settled her more firmly across my hips and pushed my dick that much deeper. When she sucked in a breath, I let my smile spread. “I’ve got my cock buried in my queen’s hot pussy. You might say I’m perfectly content, Your Grace. And you know what else?”

Her breath shuddered out. Lust darkened her eyes to midnight blue. “What?” she whispered.

I squeezed her waist, admiring how my fingers spanned it. I drew her closer until her tight nipples brushed my chest and our mouths were nearly touching. “I fucked her husband this morning.”

For a second, I thought she might come right then and there. She closed her eyes and made a sexy, kittenish sound. Her pussy clamped harder around my dick. But then she seemed to master herself. When she opened her eyes, they held a challenge. “I wasn’t sure you liked women, General.”

I bounced her once on my dick, making sure to squeeze her waist just a little too hard. “How about now?”

Laurent returned, his gaze immediately assessing as it roamed over us. But he kept quiet as climbed onto the bed with a vial of oil in his hand.

I slid down so my back was flatter against the pillows. Laurent slicked himself quickly, then pulled Given’s hair aside and kissed her neck, his lips over the spot where her pulse fluttered rapidly. He pressed her down with a hand on her shoulder, and I helped her prop herself on her forearms on my chest. She trembled on my dick, uncertainty flashing in her eyes.

“Relax, princess,” Laurent murmured behind her. He put a flat foot on the outside of my thigh. Gaze locked with mine, he worked a hand between her cheeks. She gasped, and I knew he was slicking her hole. Her breasts smashed against my chest, her taut nipples poking my pecs. Strands of her pale hair caught in my stubble, and her sweet scent filled my lungs. She rocked forward, her quiet moan a soft breeze on my chin.

I dug my fingers into her waist and watched her pupils dilate. Stared at her sharp little fangs and her pink lower lip caught between her teeth. “Ohhh,” she breathed. Her eyes went heavy-lidded and then closed as she whimpered. Her juicy pussy clamped hard around my dick, lighting a brand new fire inside me. If I hadn’t fucked Laurent earlier in the day, I would have come already. Her cunt felt too damn good.

Laurent caught my gaze over her shoulder. He gave me a nod and then eased his hips forward.

Given’s eyes flew open. She tensed, her nails digging into my chest. “Laurent…”

I tangled a hand in her hair and kissed her. Plundered her mouth, which was as hot and wet as her pussy. I stroked my tongue deep, swallowing her moans and whimpers. She kissed me back, and the magic flowed between us. As before, we didn’t need blood. The connection sizzled on its own—a powerful loop that built and crackled. It seemed impossible, but my dick swelled inside her.

And then I felt Laurent. The firm grind of his cock against mine with only a thin barrier between us. I tightened my grip on Given’s hair and groaned into her mouth. My hips thrust on their own, my body seeking more of that incredible pressure.

Laurent thrust again, which pushed Given more firmly against me. His hand found mine on her waist, and we laced our fingers together as we both began to thrust in earnest. I pulled my mouth from Given’s and found him watching me, his eyes burning with lust, his fangs scraping his bottom lip. He grabbed the hair I’d just released and pulled her head back. He whispered in her ear as his silver gaze seared mine. “He feels good, doesn’t he, princess? That big cock buried deep inside you while your husband fucks your ass?”

“Yes!” she cried, writhing between us. She couldn’t move much, but she tried, her squirming molding her sweet curves to my body. Her pussy strangled my dick. Laurent thrust forward, driving her deeper onto my dick. All three of us moaned.

“I think my princess likes riding two cocks,” he murmured. “Whatever would they say in Sithistra, my lady, if they knew how much you enjoy having your holes stuffed?”

She squeezed her eyes shut, soft cries spilling from her lips.

He lowered his voice to a sultry hiss. “Just imagine how much you’re going to like it when Varick fucks my ass while I’m inside you.”

Her cries became wild sobs.

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