Page 6 of Vampire Sins
In spite of his crippling desire for me, there was no room for debate. He would not take me until I agreed to become his mate and became a vampire. A decision like that could not be made without consulting my four. “Yes,” I whispered. Nate. Jet. I missed them. They had to know that I hadn’t forgotten about them, that I would never make a permanent decision without their consult.
Xavier slipped his fingers over my shoulder and slipped off my sleeve, revealing supple skin slick with sweat. His touch made my vision waver, lust sweeping over me renewed and vigilant.
Xavier chuckled. “I’m afraid I’ve overwhelmed her with a hundred years of my unsated desires, Luke. A cruel punishment for a succubus.” His gaze flashed with challenge. “If you join us, you can give her what I cannot.” In spite of all his claims to make me suffer as he had, he wanted me to have pleasure, even if he couldn’t be the one to provide it. That made my thighs clench and a soft whimper escape my throat.
Luke frowned. “And why can’t you fuck her?” He asked the question as if irritated, but with Xavier’s magic thick in the air, I scented Luke’s interest. To have me, even while Xavier was here, would be to remind me that he was my mate just as much as Jet or Nate—or even this vampire. It would be the ultimate possession to show that even if another dick was in my hand, I still belonged to the angel.
Xavier grinned with such devilish pleasure that I instantly knew the reason he couldn’t give me what I wanted.
If Xavier fucked me, he would lose control, and he would make me his, turning me into a vampire whether I consented or not.
It wasn’t justsex that turned someone into a vampire. It was the possession of lust and bite and the sharing of blood, as well as a hell of a lot of magic.
Lust, check.
Hell of a lot of magic? Fuck yes.
Sex and the sharing of blood… I’d never wanted something so badly in all my life.
I had a feeling that there was a bit more required to becoming a vampire, but the fated bond that marked me with runes suggested I shouldn’t be testing that theory. If I let Xavier fuck me, if I let him feed on me, I would become his, damn the consequences. Those consequences probably involved me sprouting fangs and cementing an ancient, magical bond I didn’t yet understand. What would happen to Nate, or Jet? Would they be yanked out of their lives and forced to be shackled to my side? They deserved more from me.
No matter the logic I told myself, Xavier’s magic hit me with powerful waves. His desire and memories continued to flood into me as I allowed the lust to take over. It fogged the room like a drug and Luke’s hands swept over my curves, peeling away my clothes that had suddenly become too restricting. I still had my hand around Xavier’s cock. I refused to let go as if my life depended on it.
My breath caught when Luke came up from behind me and settled his erection between my butt cheeks. He began sweet, teasing caresses down my arms.
With my free hand, I moved to tug at the vampire’s pants, freeing the rest of him. The lines of his sweat-glistened muscular abdomen gleamed in the moonlight that trickled in through the foggy windows, having gone hazy with the smoldering heat of vampiric magic dancing with my succubus powers.
I settled my knees onto a velvet ottoman and curled my fingers over the edge. With my free hand I wrapped my fingers around Xavier’s supple length and admired him before indulging in a long, deliberate lick.
He groaned, and before I could enjoy his pleasure, Luke’s need nudged against my entrance. I paused and turned to watch him, my eyes wide and my body shivering. The angel didn’t seem the least bit perturbed that I was about to take Xavier into my mouth. Instead, his blue eyes sparkled with desire and excitement. There wasn’t jealousy, and I realized that it was because I had called for him. I’d said his name when I could have lost myself in the powerful magic of a vampire and left him forgotten and alone. I would never do that to him.
“I want you,” I encouraged Luke and leaned back, forcing him an inch inside of me. I gasped at Luke’s pleasure as it swept through me. My fingers compulsively tightened on Xavier’s cock. It felt so amazing to be between two men who both wanted me so much, who were my destined bonds.
“You shouldn’t feed,” Luke warned me, his gaze flicking to Xavier. “Remember what I taught you.”
Before I could remind him that I was in control, he pushed inside, sheathing himself into me, making a cry escape my throat and any control I had over my senses shattered.
Luke was right. If I fed now, I’d drink the life-force from an angel and a vampire. I’d lose myself in a spiral of lust that I could never get out from. I wasn’t ready for it, but Luke had taught me how to enjoy sex without feeding. My Blood Stone unfurled fresh power through me, helping me to ease the gnawing hunger in my chest.
“I can learn a thing or two from you,” Xavier growled with admiration as he watched my magic that should have been invisible, but noted the raw heat in me. He curled a finger around my chin and brought my attention back to the pulsating flesh in my hand. “I can feel your pleasure,” he told me. “Take me in your mouth now, or I will rip the angel away from you and take you for myself.”
I glanced up at him for a moment to see the blazing fire in his eyes. A fire that reminded me of the Blood Stone and spoke to his magic that was dangerously close to overtaking him. If he lost that last fragile thread of control, he’d take me and the bond of four would be complete—I wasn’t ready for that.
I couldn’t complete the bond, not without discussing it with all of those involved beforehand—but I also couldn’t resist the temptation to ease Xavier’s hunger, as well as my own. I wasn’t going to make him suffer a moment longer. He’d waited a hundred years and each second that went by filled me with more of that agonizing sense of longing. He hadn’t taken a woman since the visions had started. He feared that if he did, he’d lose control and feed her with vampiric magic, forcing a blood-bond when one was not supposed to be made.
I took him deep until he pressed to the back of my throat. He bucked against the sudden release of pleasure my mouth gave him. “Yes,” he breathed. “More.”
I tried to focus and make my tongue dance across his sensitive flesh, but it was difficult to concentrate. Luke continued his slow thrusts. The pleasure he gave me curbed the dangerous bite of need that clawed through me. Wetness slid down my leg and gathered at my knee, hopelessly damaging the furniture that no doubt cost more than my monthly rent. My arms shook as pleasure threatened to make me crumble.
“I—I can’t,” I breathed, for the first time overwhelmed. Black dots sprinkled across my vision.
Xavier gave a husky laugh and his form flickered, his once rock-hard flesh in my fingers vanishing as he moved faster than my eyes could follow. My world spun and I found myself on my back, the wetness that had pooled on the ottoman sticking a cold patch against my spine. Luke staggered, growling at the shove, but he was between my legs and I instinctually wrapped around him and pulled him close, his dick nudging against my swollen flesh.
Xavier appeared behind me, and I let my head fall back. He took my offer and put himself in my mouth. I groaned as his pleasure hit me hard and I reached up until I found his muscular forearms. He held me as I rocked and took him deeper into my mouth.
He was right. This was better. Luke eased inside of me and began his thrusts again while his fingers played with the nub of my need. “Sonya,” he breathed my name through the waves of pleasure mounting between us, “if you want me to stop, just push me away.”
Even now, Luke feared I wanted someone else more than I wanted him. I curled my legs around him and nudged him closer as my response. He took the encouragement and moved faster, bringing tears to my eyes as the pleasure made me squeeze around his cock.
