Page 17 of Victory for Vampires

When I turn, she’s in the doorway, eyes eating me up.

“Not sated yet?” I question, reaching for her throat.

She grins as I wrap my fingers around her neck and pull her into my arms. When I slant my mouth over hers, she moans into the kiss. Sharp claws come to my chest and scratch hard enough to draw blood.

Groaning at the mix of pleasure and pain, I back us into the shower, spilling water over our bodies. The kiss grows frenzied, but she breaks it with a snarl, dropping to both knees at my feet. My gaze locks onto her red lips as they part, the tip of my cock disappearing into the heat of her soft mouth.

A desperate whine leaves my lips just as Pietro appears in the doorway with a grin. “Watching you together is the ultimate pleasure,” he says with a delighted smile. “You’re beautiful, both of you.”

“Her mouth, mate,” I whine. “Fuuuuck…”

Valentina presses forward, groaning around my throbbing length, the vibration tightening my balls. Looking down, I watch hungrily as she pops on and off my cock, sharp fangs teasing my skin when she drags them lightly down my length.

My cheeks heat as Pietro joins us, standing above her as he gets hard. Stroking his cock lightly, he watches her suck me off.

“You could join her,” I tease, pointing at my dick.

His grin grows broader. “You liked that, eh? Having me at your feet?”

Valentina smiles, my cockhead brushing along her lower lip. “You know I love it when you touch each other.”

I give Pietro a teasing look. “Perhaps you’d like to be standing, and she and I can suck your thick cock while you boss us around.”

“Yes,” he grits out, jaw tightening as he fists Valentina’s hair and guides her mouth to his bobbing dick. He grunts when she closes her lips around it, hollowing her cheeks as she reaches for his sack and cups it, rubbing him.

I drop to my knees, splaying them wide and pulling her into my lap so I can support some of her weight. The shower floor isn’t the most comfortable position. But I want to turn her on and make him feel good, so I hold her steady as I lean forward and suckle my way down the side of his cock.

“Fuck, Alé,” Pietro grunts. “Take me into your mouth.”

Valentina moves to his sack, sucking and nipping as I meet his gaze and open my mouth, taking him a slow inch at a time. His second eyelid flashes over his crimson gaze, big chest heaving until my nose touches his stomach. His dick throbs and flexes in my mouth. Swirling my tongue around him, I suck hard, then swirl again.

“We should do this more often,” he commands, his voice ragged.

“I’d love to,” I admit.

And I think I know why that is. It’s time for all of us to be together, and that means a strengthening of the bond he and I share, too. Along with that will come a more physical draw than we’ve wished for in the past.

“Maybe you’d like to fuck me one day,” I tease. I swirl my tongue around his cockhead as Valentina joins me, her tongue tangling with mine as we fight over who gets to suck his cock.

Playfully, I bite the tip as she dips underneath him and sinks her fangs into my throat. Her venom tightens my muscles as I lock eyes with Pietro. And I know what I see in his intense gaze a moment before he explodes.

He’s not going to be able to give her up this time.

And neither will I.

11

PIETRO

Icome in moments, focused on my mates as they take what they want. Then I command Alé to hold her up against the wall while they make out. I wash them both, keeping them warm beneath the water as their kisses grow frantic and desperate.

I love it when they connect without me between them. It has never mattered to me that she and I share a fated bond that he doesn’t have. He will always be part of us. In fact, we aren’t “us” without him. I need her to give him her bond, to pull him into that thread that binds us. I want to feel him with us all the time.

He’s never been ready, but I want us to have the conversation before she leaves. I don’t think I can let her go again.

Eventually, we can hold the world at bay no longer. We leave the shower, drying her off together as she jokes about how much of a fuss we make over her. Alé gives her one of his soft shirts to wear. We dress her, peppering her with kisses and attention until she reminds us that we have work to do.

And so does she. A stark reminder of what she’s technically here for, although I plan to steal her away as much as I can.

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