Page 18 of Fighting for Her Heart
“So, you okay with this?” Ryker asks Axe. “Even now that you’re hitched?” He claps Axe on the arm, harder than seems necessary.
“Okay with what?” Axe asks.
“With me taking your old lady’s vein—fucking her?”
“Hey.” I poke him in the chest. “I’m right here.”
“I am very aware of that little dove.” He grins at me. “But now that you two are married, have you…” His eyebrows rise again. “Have you two actually fucked?”
Blushing, I nod.
“About time.” He claps Axe’s arm again. “I know the professor decided I should take her vein tonight for his fucking experiment, but after I drink, if you—”
“Ryker.” I slip my hand into his. “Axe and I talked about this. Our being married shouldn’t impact…” I find myself without the right words.
“You can fuck her,” Axe interjects and then takes my other hand in his. “As long as it’s whatshewants.” He squeezes my hand. “And I’m pretty sure it is?” He turns toward me with a question in his eyes, and I suck in a ragged breath that answers his question, my heart now racing as I anticipate what’s soon to come.
I’ve missed Ryker so badly, he’s been back for several hours and, except for a little over the jeans fondling, we’ve only kissed. My body is yearning to press against his, to feel his touch, not to mention all the even better parts of what his body has on offer.
I look deep into Axe’s eyes to verify that he’s not upset about what’s about to happen, and he looks down into mine with so much heat and love that I don’t need to voice the actual question.
“Either of you object if I take Ember’s vein while I’m inside her?” Ryker’s voice is a near growl, so full of need. He shifts and my eyes flick down to his package, pressing out against his leather pants.
“Sounds great to me,” I answer. “Why do you ask?” My insides are throbbing and I want to get past the discussion. When Axe and I simultaneously fed and made love, it was the best feeling ever.
Ryker shrugs. “Feeding and fucking at the same time is the kind of thing some vampires reserve for—”
“It’s all good, man.” Axe frowns slightly. “You two can do whatever you want—as long as you don’t hurt her.” He rakes back his hair. “It’s still dark out. I can give you two some privacy for a while… ”
“No. Stay. I’m glad you’re all here.” I turn toward Zuben but he’s slipped out of the room. I rise onto my toes and kiss Ryker and then Axe on the cheek. “And as far as what we do after—or during—the feeding… I trust you both. Totally.”
“Big mistake.” Grunting, Ryker pulls me firmly against him and then grinds his hardness against my soft torso. “You’ve forgotten, my middle name is danger.”
Ryker tugs up on one of my thighs and I lift my leg as he bends to redirect his grinding over my sex, and I fight to keep my breathing normal. His cock is pulsing. I feel it even through our clothes, and I wonder if he’s going to come before we even get started.
As Ryker continues to rub himself against me, Axe pushes my hair to the side to kiss my neck. We haven’t even begun and already my body’s so on fire it’s hard not to scream.
Remembering my mom’s in the house, not to mention Zuben, I turn back toward the door, trying to hear what’s going on out there.
“Zuben and your ma went outside,” Ryker says, without me having to ask.
“Dawn’s coming.” Axe runs his fingers over my neck and shoulders. “Zuben will have to join us in here soon.”
I tremble at the exquisite contrast between Axe’s soft caresses from behind me, versus Ryker’s rough grinding, my need rising to near impossible heights.
I’m worried about Zuben, but Axe is right. Unless he’s willing to rely on Mom’s magic, he’ll have to join us in the bedroom before the sun comes up. The idea of all three of them in here fills me with even more lust, hoping Zuben will give in to his obvious desire.
“We done with the chit chat?” Taking my face in his hands, Ryker stares into my eyes, his expression so heated and dark it steals my ability to breathe. “Because I’m about to explode.”
Pulling back from me slightly, he tugs down my jeans, leaving them around my shins as his impatient hand slips between my legs.
I make an attempt to step out of the pants, but Axe lifts my shirt off from behind, distracting me, just as Ryker pushes his thick index finger inside me. My head tips back as I cry out at the pleasure, and Axe bends to capture the sound in his kiss.
Axe cups my head in his hands and he deepens our kiss, and then Ryker’s first finger is joined by a second, and they plunge like a piston inside me, so quickly it’s almost as good as a cock—almost.
Ryker’s fingers slip out, but they’re quickly replaced by one of Axe’s, stroking my sex from behind, dividing my folds and teasing my opening. I try to lift one leg to open my self for his thick finger’s penetration, but they’re trapped by the jeans. Before I can deal with that issue, Ryker turns me around to face Axe.
Bending me forward, Ryker lifts my feet off the floor and, in one long hard thrust, forces his cock in from behind.
