Page 55 of Desired for Her Blood
Assuming he means me, I try to rock my hips, but find that I can’t. Gripping my body tightly, Ryker starts thrusting up and into me, hard and fast.
My mouth opens in a silent cry, as the sensation of two hard body parts inside me takes me away, stealing my thoughts, making me shudder. And then I feel hardness against my butt cheek and realize that Zuben’s cock is rubbing against my ass, dry humping me against Ryker’s hard thrusts.
And all the while, Axe continues massaging my breasts, pressing kisses against my back and whispering soft encouragements and expressions of love in my ear.
“Do you like being fucked in both holes?” Ryker asks. “Does it feel good?”
Lifting my head, I nod, the effort herculean, even though I’ve got a small amount of vampire blood energizing my system.
I might not have ingested enough blood to give me the energy of a full feed, but it’s absolutely clear to me now how vampire blood turns everything inside me—everything I feel physically and emotionally—up to eleven.
“Want to try his cock back there?” Ryker asks.
I gasp.
Zuben’s finger stops pumping as if he’s shocked too, and his erection taps against my ass, almost as if it heard Ryker’s suggestion and is keen to get in on the action.
“Stay very still,” Zuben says. “All of you.”
“D’uh,” Ryker replies.
“May I put my cock in your ass?” Zuben bends down near my face.
“Yes.” I manage to say on a hard exhale as I feel Ryker’s cock twitch inside of me, even though he’s perfectly still.
“You don’t need to do this,” Axe says, concerned.
“I want to try.” I turn my head to look at him. “I want to experience everything. Just in case…”
Axe shakes his head, but then bends to kiss me.
“Stay very still,” Zuben says, but I’m so focused on Axe’s tender kiss that I barely hear him.
“I am coating my cock with plenty of blood,” he continues. “And now I will put some of my blood in your asshole.”
I gasp into Axel’s mouth as Zuben’s finger paints his blood on my ass, and then dips inside to deliver more of the fiery, pleasure-giving liquid that brings me near the point of climax again.
I intensify my kiss with Axe, sucking on his tongue, no longer satisfied with anything tender or gentle, as the effect of Zuben’s blood ripples through me.
I want to buck my hips, to ride Ryker’s cock hard and fast, to ask him to fuck me hard, but Zuben’s hand on my lower back is pushing down with so much force I can’t begin to move, and Axe’s tongue is plunging so forcefully inside my mouth I can’t talk.
Zuben shifts behind me, straddling both Ryker and me, and then I feel the hot pulsing hardness of his cock pressing against my asshole.
“I’ll count to three,” he says. “Relax.”
I nod.
“One—“ He pushes inside.
What happened to three?
I bite down on Axel’s tongue, and he cries out. But I barely register that I caused Axe pain as I swallow his blood, flowing from his mouth into mine and down my throat. And then Zuben pulls back slightly before pushing forward again, moving even deeper inside me this time, and once again stopping to let me adjust.
The pain is overwritten by the vampire blood in my system, and with both Zuben and Ryker inside me I feel so full—but still I want more—and more and more.
Axe breaks away from our kiss and shakes his head as he looks into my eyes with both wonder and lust as he licks the last few drips of blood from his lips.
And then Zuben pulls back and thrusts again.
