Page 51 of Desired for Her Blood
“Bad at sharing?” Ryker takes one of my breasts in his hand and squeezes.
“Jealous?” Axe adds at the same time.
I gasp. “Well.” I suck in a ragged breath as Ryker teases the tight point of my nipple. “Yesss.” The word hisses out as he pinches my nipple at the same time Zuben slides his long index finger through my pubic hair.
“I couldn’t give a shit about these two,” Ryker says. “The only thing that matters to me is making you happy. Giving you pleasure. The only thing that matters is you.”
“And giving you what you need.” Zuben’s finger discovers my slickness and then flicks over my clit. My hips jerk forward in response.
“Speaking of need.” Ryker nods toward Zuben. “You’d better loosen that tie.”
“Axe?” I turn toward him. “You okay with this?”
“Very much so.” He shifts my position on his lap. “Let us all love you in the way that we can. In case—” His voice breaks.
I look up into Axe’s eyes and the passion I see there is clouded with pain. I kiss him, hoping to soothe both emotions.
And while my lips remain locked with Axe’s, the other men fondle my body, their hands gently lifting my hips and they somehow work me out of my jeans.
I don’t follow how all that happens, but I don’t need to know the details, don’t care. For now, I’ll do as they suggest; I’ll let them take care of me, offer me pleasure and give me what I so badly need.
Axe shifts his body, and I close my eyes, feeling like I’m floating, hands and lips and tongues tracing over me until I discover I’m lying on the furs.
Ryker kisses me, as Axe’s mouth and hands move their attention to my breasts. Zuben’s fingers trace up my legs, separating them as he kneels between them.
My intimate moments with any one of these men have generated the best, the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced in my life, but now, even with only this gentle kissing and touching, this…this with all three of them together, has already topped it all.
With Ryker focused on my lips and Axe on my breasts, Zuben’s fingers slip inside me, and my hips rise off the furs at the welcome intrusion.
Ryker deepens our kiss, his tongue plunging against mine, and Axe cups my breasts, sucking on one nipple, his thumb abrading the other.
My hips pulse, lifting to meet the long slow strokes of Zuben’s finger, and then another hand—whose, I’m not sure—slides over my belly, and massages me there, almost as if the hand is trying to feel Zuben’s finger through my flesh.
“Go on,” Ryker says gruffly. “If you’re not going to fuck her, I will.”
“May I…enter you?” Zuben’s voice is tight but unmistakable, but Ryker kisses me, stealing my answer.
When the kiss breaks, the tall vampire is kneeling between my legs, one finger inside me, his other hand holding his fully erect cock, and his face…Zuben looks like he’s in pain.
“Are you okay?” I ask him, my body arching up as Axe tugs on my nipple, and Zuben nods.
“I need…” Zuben closes his eyes. “I need to be inside you one last time.”
One last time?Is he now sure that the transition attempt will kill me?
I glance at the other two men, but they seem uninterested in our conversation, their attention is fully focused on my breasts, on my throat, and the rest of my body.
“May I?” Zuben asks again.
“Yes. Please.”
In a swift motion that steals my breath, Zuben slides his hands under my hips, lifting my butt and back off the fur, leaving me balanced on my shoulders, and he presses the tip of his erection against me.
Axe grunts as he adjusts to my body’s movement, and the sound vibrates through my nipple. Then one of Axe’s arms slides under me, taking some of my weight and making me more comfortable in my tipped back position.
“Ready?” Zuben asks, and I nod, but I realize quickly that he was asking the other men more than me.
Ryker slides behind me, lifting and supporting my upper body with his kneeling legs, and Axe moves his mouth from my breast, instead just cupping it with his hand, his large thumb strumming over my nipple. No risk of accidental bites.
