Page 5 of Victory for Vampires

He runs a hand through his hair, slicking back a singular wayward lock. “It’s been a long time, Alessandro. Vizelle was eight years ago.”

I growl low. “And you remember how perfect she was for us?” I step closer to him, bringing my lips to his ear. “Remember how we filled her together, stretching that sweet pussy until she came?”

Pitch-black lashes flutter against his white cheeks. He blushes, his second eyelid rolling over both eyes in a flash. Ah, his emotions are high. He likes it when I talk about how hot it is when we fuck her.

“How could I forget that?” Scarlet eyes come to mine and narrow. “How are you feeling about this news, brother?”

I beam at him. “I cannot wait to tease you both. I cannot wait toseeher. And I cannot wait to be naked in our playroom.”

Elegant, claw-tipped fingers come to the ziol necklace once more. Perhaps our paths are finally coming together along the same trajectory. It feels like fate that Valentina is coming to our chosen haven.

Perhaps we will finally cement a relationship that started hundreds of years ago. Perhaps she will finally blood-bind me so I feel them both in the way they already feel one another.

I have been waiting for that my entire life.

Pietro still hasn’t responded to my sensual promise.

I kick his boot playfully. “You’ve got a few hours to muster your excitement, brother. She is coming to dinner tomorrow night.”

His mouth drops open, and he fumbles the troll whip container in his hands, dropping it. The glass breaks on the floor, creamy green troll whip covering his lower legs.

I snort in amusement. This is just the beginning of my teasing.

Hours later, dinner warms in the oven as I wait for Pietro to return from his shift downstairs. I spent the afternoon cleaning and preparing for Valentina’s arrival. But now? Now it’s time to tease my mate.

By the time Valentina gets here, I want Pietro nearly feral. I love the way he commands us when he’s at the end of his rope. It starts with me reminding him just how good it feels when she fucks us.

Groaning, I stare down at the automatic blow job toy I recently purchased. He and I share it, and even the idea ofthatmakes me hot. I love to take it after he’s used it and feel how sloppy it is, filled with his seed.

Blood would be better, but seed is intoxicating.

My fangs descend at that idea. Groaning, I bring the swirling toy down over the tip of my cockhead. The spongy tip of my dick throbs with need as the silicone mimics the hot wetness of a mouth. I watch, fascinated, as the first inch disappears inside the toy. The tube is translucent, so I can stare as the tiny bumps run their way over and around my sensitive skin.

Heat flares through me, balls tightening and filling painfully as I tease just the first part of my length. I’m waiting for Pietro to return home before I tease him with the rest.

On cue, the front door opens, and he stalks through, elegant as always despite a full day’s work downstairs. He brings the scent of our coffee with him. I love that smell. Sighing, I breathe in deeply, pulling the memory of Azuro hills covered in coffee trees. We grew up working on a coffee farm in Azuro. The scent of Azuro dark roast always takes me home.

Pietro pauses in the doorway, crimson eyes dropping to the toy. I bring it fully off my cock, gripping it by the base. When I guide it back in, he crosses the room and drops to his knees before me.

“Alé,” he whispers, following the path of the toy as it slurps my cock back inside the swirling tube.

“Yes, mate?” I give him a teasing, desperate smile. Our relationship isn’t nearly as physical as ours with Valentina. We’ve never been deeply called to one another in that way, although we dabble on occasion. But vampires are so inherently sexual, we cannot help but tease.

I guide the toy off my length again, and he grips my base, holding me steady while I bring it all the way down. The toy’smotor whirs as it struggles to contain all of me. But, gods, the bumps tease every inch of my dick as Pietro’s hand tightens around it.

“Remember how she rode me in Vizelle?” I choke out, arching my back at the incessant mechanical pleasure of the toy. I force my eyes open and drop them to Pietro, whose scarlet gaze is locked firmly on my cock.

“How could I ever forget?” he murmurs. “Watching this glorious cock disappear inside her haunts my dreams.”

I roll my hips, holding the toy steady as he watches me fuck into it.

“Lick it,” I command. “Pretend it's her sweet pussy. Pretend it’s the first time you’ve tasted her in eight years, and you’re about to explode.”

He grunts and leans forward and down, bringing his mouth to the opening of the toy. On my next thrust in, his tongue drags up the underside of my cock, shocking me with its softness. I grunt and yank the toy all the way to my base, throbbing deep inside it as heat builds fast, too fast.

But Pietro grabs the toy and pulls it off my dick, replacing the suction with his mouth. I gasp, the noise morphing into a moan as he swallows me to the back of his throat and down. His long, soft tongue curls around my cock and rubs in circles that drive me to the edge of sanity.

Reaching down, I thread my fingers through his hair, marveling at the dip of his head as he sucks me off. It’s been so long since he did this, maybe even decades. But logical thought escapes me when he pulls off me with a pop and licks at the opening to the toy. I spear back into it, rubbing my cock against his tongue as I fuck the toy with a fast jolt of my hips.

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