Page 29 of Taken by Moonlight
Though they dominated me in bed, even sweet Alex, I commanded them with my sexuality, my feminine power. It was a headyrush.
Alex and Gabriel began sucking on my breasts, their fingers playing over my body as Dante fucked me. Their tongues flicked in small, expert moves, stimulating me further. Sensations surrounded me, and the scent of leather and spices, and the musk ofsex.
I felt something else as he penetrated deep inside me. A small protrusion, rubbing against my vaginal walls, and then suddenly it hit a spot that made megasp.
I arched upward, driven by sheer bliss. “More,” Ihissed.
It must be hisbasiare,stroking me inside, pleasuring me. Not a myth. Mindless with need, I moaned, pumping my hipsup.
“More,” Idemanded.
Dante thrust harder, increasing the pressure on my G-spot. Climax shimmered out of reach, like a jewel winking in the distance. Frustrated, I dug my heels into themattress.
And then it built again, that exquisite feeling in my loins, the delicious pleasure mounting. Panting, Dante looked down atme.
“Come for me, Peyton. I’m going to come. Come for me.Yes!”
Beside me, Alex and Gabriel sucked harder as their fists worked their cocks. I wriggled my hips. This was themoment.
Arching my back, I screamed and let the orgasm crescendo as Dante threw back his head and groaned my name, his hot seed shooting deep inside me. Alex moaned as semen shot out of his cock onto the bed. Gabriel screamed, “Aw fuck!” as heclimaxed.
Gasping, I dropped back to the mattress. The two shifters on either side of me fell back as well, while Dante dropped atop me. I caressed the back of his neck, feeling the damp silkyhairs.
Then the alpha levered off me, and kissed my mouth gently. He nuzzled my neck with affection, the sweat slicking our skin glistening like oil in the lowlight.
Opening one eye, I turned my head to the right and regarded Gabriel. “Aw fuck? Alex recites poetry in French and all you have to say about this moment is awfuck?”
Gabriel grinned as Dante laughed and Alex smiled atme.
Dante sat back on his haunches, his erection still impressive, his cock wet with blood and my juices. The moment left me relieved. I trusted them, but still, at the heart of them they are wolves. I’ve heard stories, myths probably, about how shifters don’t like to deflower virgins because she is bleeds, the scent of fresh blood triggers their primal instinct to hunt andkill.
Dante studied me intensely. “Peyton, what’swrong?”
Damn. I’ve always been bad at concealing my feelings. So much for pokerface.
Carefully, I sat up, wishing I could cover myself. As if sensing my discomfort, Gabriel slid off the bed and grabbed my robe, arranging it aroundme.
“Peyton?” Danteprodded.
Flushing, I glanced down at the bed, at the spot where my virginal blood had spilled. “Um, I’ve heard stories about shifters…and virgins…and what happens after a skin female loses her virginity toone.”
Dante looked interested. “What?”
I compressed my lips. Last thing I wanted was to give themideas.
“Peyton, tell us,” Alex saidsoftly.
Alex was gentler and I couldn’t see him doing anything so horrid. I released the breath I’dheld.
“After sex, a shifter eats his lover. Shedies.”
All three stared at me. Heat suffused my cheeks. Oh dear. Maybe I should have kept my big mouthshut.
Suddenly Dante threw back his hand and laughed. Hands braced on his strong thighs, he quivered with amusement. Alex kept grinning while Gabriel shook his head, rolling hiseyes.
“Those old myths.” Gabriel patted my arm. “Shifters don’t eat virgins aftersex.”
“Well, in some cases we do.” Alex flicked out his tongue and licked the air quickly. “She may die ofpleasure.”
