Page 44 of Death Comes for Her
We moved in an erotic dance, drifting through the room in a tangle of limbs, greedy mouths, and exploring hands. Hands grabbed my ass, cupped my breasts. Another mouth found mine, and a finger teased my clit. I moaned into another mouth, and teeth nipped at my shoulder. A cock throbbed against my backside, while another twitched against my stomach.
“Gods, you’re so wet right now, filthy fucking fairy. Drenched for cock, aren’t you?”
My core throbbed with a burdensome ache to be filled. My desire wept from my pussy, coating my inner thighs with the evidence of what my body craved. And there was no venom in my system to blame it on. The want was mine; it was dirty, and it was sinful, but gods, it was mine.
My back fell on a wide couch under a wall of windows. A pale body, heated with the warmth he’d stolen from me, settled between my legs. On instinct, following animal urges, my thighs bracketed his hips, holding the vampire against me. My nails scraped over his shoulders and the back of his neck before tangling my fingers in his white, silky hair.
“Sweet mercy, you’re all I want. I need you. I need to feel you.”
Simon thrust inside me with ease. My cunt welcomed him, tugging him deeper and pulsing on his length. A mingled groan slipped through our lips as we joined. His cock stretched me, and I arched my head back, moaning. He dropped his head to my neck, littering my skin with open-mouthed kisses.
“Gods, you look so beautiful getting fucked, pet.”
Dante stood beside the couch, one hand on Simon’s shoulder. He kept the other on his cock, stroking the length as he watched his brother fuck me into the velvet cushion. Then Simon turned his head from my breasts, panting as he snapped his hips against me. I keened from the pressure of his hips, carving the shape of his into me.
Simon caught the head of Dante’s cock with the flick of his tongue. I gasped, trembling with delirious pleasure at the same time as the dark-haired vampire. Dante’s dark eyes rolled back as Simon covered his thick girth with his mouth. The pale vampire moaned over the girthy cock, sucking and licking as he rammed into me.
Tangling my finger in his white locks, I tugged his head away. His brilliant eyes snapped to me as I leaned up on my elbows. I took Dante’s cock into my mouth, tasting Simon’s saliva and Dante’s skin on my tongue. My walls clenched around Simon’s cock, continuously driving into me, sparking the heat in the center of my core.
“You suck my dick so good. Perfect fairy whore loves sucking vampire cock. Such a nasty, good girl for us.”
Dante thrusted his hips forward, fucking into my face. I gagged on him, and he grunted as the vibrations in my throat sent sensations along his cock. His calloused hands grabbed my face, holding me in place as he rocked into my mouth.
Simon pressed his face near mine, licking Dante’s balls or the side of his shaft when it slid from my mouth. I pulled off Dante’s cock, meeting Simon’s lips around the girth. We kissed over the thick cock slipping between our slick lips.
With a half-pained grunt, Dante snatched himself away from us. Chest heaving, he peered down at us with an utterly lascivious smile. Simon used his absence to bury his face in my breasts again, wet mouth nipping at my soft flesh and sensitive nipples.
I cried out when he bit my breast.
“It’s alright, sweet pet. You can take it. You can take us,” Simon cooed.
I almost didn’t notice Dante moving at first, not until the couch under me dipped further. My eyes snapped back open, realizing that Dante had taken position behind Simon. His hands now smoothed over my legs around Simon’s waist. Then he dropped them to Simon’s hips, encouraging him to slow his brother’s thrusting.
“Pl… Please. More. Please,” I whined.
Once slowed to an agonizing pace, I wriggled against Simon, mewling for more. Harder. Faster. I needed to be fucked into oblivion. But he couldn’t move with Dante working behind him.
“One moment, sweet pet, one moment, and I’ll take care of you. I’ll give you everything you need.” Simon licked a hot path from my collarbone to my earlobe.
Dante grabbed his cock and notched the tip at Simon’s ass. White hair fell over his forehead and his expression twisted as Dante used his salivated-on cock to enter Simon. The force of the dark-haired vampire’s first thrust, sheathing himself in the pale one, made Simon half-collapse on top of me. His cock drove deep against my womb, and I cried out from the pressure.
“Oh, fuck, that feels good,” Dante groaned.
A god of erotic proclivities pulled me from my body, and my mind hovered in the room. I observed from outside of my being as Simon ground into me, his cock perfectly stroking my insides and his pubic bone targeting my clit. He nuzzled his face at my throat, nipping at my flesh with the hint of fang in every kiss. I watched as Dante held Simon’s hips, bowed over and rutting into him.
“I’m… I’m going to come!” I keened, shaking beneath Simon and Dante.
The force of Dante’s thrusts set the pace. Each rock of his snapping hips propelled Simon deeper, harder, faster into me. We moaned into one another’s mouths, tongues tangling.
Dante laughed, dark and breathless. “Not yet. You can’t come yet. Don’t let her come, brother.”
“Fuck, she feels so good, Dante. I can’t hold back either,” Simon gasped.
Dante’s luscious, dark hair fell around his strained face in waves. His deliciously sculpted muscles bunched and flexed from the exertion of slamming into Simon. “You like it that much, hm? You like me fucking you while you’re inside of her?”
“Yes!” Simon gritted out, brows pinched and jaw tight. “Gods, you both feel so good… feel so good for me.”
“I know. I’m right there with you.” His rough hands tightened on Simon’s hips, controlling his brother’s movement into me.
