Page 116 of Fighting for Her Heart
“That mouth looks so good, little dove.”
I open my eyes to discover that Ryker’s standing on the bench, straddling us somehow, and holding his cock angled toward my face.
I lick my lips in invitation, and then slowly take the tip of him into my mouth, letting my tongue circle and lap.
“Oh, fuck me, little dove.”
“No more cocks available for fucking right now,” Zuben says. “You will have to wait your turn.”
Ryker laughs and his cock slides deeper into my mouth. It’s a lot at first, but I love it, and I suck on him as I continue to run my tongue along the part of him inside me, enjoying the taste of him, getting high off his vampiric juices and even more turned on by the second.
Axe thrusts even deeper inside me. Then he starts to pump slowly, and although I think that Zuben is remaining still, I feel his cock moving too. Zuben’s cock slides inside my ass in time with Axe’s deep thrusts, but also in other ways, almost as if his cock is rocking back and forth, roaming around inside my back door.
Overwhelming, exciting—words can’t begin to describe what I’m feeling. I rock my hips, sucking hard with my mouth, trying to draw each of the men into me deeper.
Clearly recognizing my rising need, or perhaps because of their own, Axe and Zuben start thrusting. They get into some kind of rhythm, moving my body up and down over their intruding cocks, one pushing in as the other pulls out, while Ryker cups the back of my head, supporting it, and letting me bob over his cock at my own pace.
Ryker’s holding back. I can tell. So I slide my hands around to his butt and squeeze.
“Fuck. Fuck.” Ryker cries out.
His ass muscles are tight, and so is his voice. He’s definitely holding back and I want him to give me everything he’s got.
“Fuck me,” I say, my voice garbled around his throbbing member. “Fuck my throat, Ryker.”
He shifts so he can peer into my eyes for a moment, then clearly accepting what he sees there he changes position again, tips my head and starts thrusting down hard.
I don’t know whether the other two men know what’s going on with me and Ryker, but they both accelerate, both thrusting harder and deeper and faster as Ryker strokes my throat with his cock.
For a moment, I fear that I’ll gag, or that he’ll choke me, then I realize—it doesn’t matter. Just like I can last a long time underwater, I can easily survive this rigorous throat fucking without needing air.
My lips tighten around him and my tongue strokes as he drives into my mouth and Axe and Zuben take my cunt and ass almost brutally. Brutally and thoroughly and deliciously.
This is exactly what I wanted—a hundred times better than what I even imagined. Then Zuben tightens his fingers over my nipples and squeezes and the factor goes up to a thousand. No, this is a million times better than I ever imagined it could be.
Ryker yells, and I smell his blood, then I taste it. Did I bite him? No. He’s bitten his wrist again and is dripping his blood down onto the junction between my lips and his cock, wetting himself with blood each time he drags himself in and out of my mouth. It’s like he’s feeding me his blood along with his hard rod.
As if taking the cue, Zuben gathers some of his blood and wets his fingers before he pinches one of my nipples. And then the blood soaked fingers of his other hand force their way between Axe and me to find my clit.
The blood must hit Axe’s cock too, because he roars more loudly than I thought possible and starts thrusting into me even harder and deeper.
I come. I come so hard I bite down on Ryker’s cock, and he has to use his hands to grip hard and release my jaw. He pulls out and then he comes into my still open mouth, his hot spunk shooting through the air and onto my eager lips and tongue. The two men inside me come too.
The entire room fills with light and magic, and it swirls around us, bathing us all with extra simulation and energy and most of all—abounding love.
Everyone’s always told me I’m special. I still don’t know about that, but I do know that I’m the luckiest person on the planet. Lucky to have the love of these three men, strong and beautiful and kind, fierce and protective and gentle.
All three, each on his own, is perfect in his own way. But taken together, they are more than any one person could ever expect to deserve.
My orgasm continues as my body drinks their love in, taking in my men at the same time as they take me, in every possible sense of the word.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Ember
I tryto relax while sitting on the plush sofa at the side of the vampire princess’s office at DEFTA. The same office once used by Octavia, according to Zuben and Ryker.
Knowing that creeps me out. The furnishings and decor in here—a combination of art nouveau and Italian kitsch—don’t suit Anna at all. The excess of marble and gold trim looks like someone trying to show off their wealth, and it rubs it in that it’s been Octavia using this room for the past hundred years.
