Page 67 of Blood Taken (Blood Mafia 2)
I thread my fingers into the short strands of his hair, holding on for dear life when he pushes two fingers inside of me. Colt's lips are on my shoulder again and he trails his way to my neck, massaging my breasts while Grayson works his fingers in and out of me.
The pad of Grayson's thumb on my clit is like a gift from heaven. I whimper when he starts to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves. Sweeping his fingers back and forth, applying most of the pressure to my clit on the forward motion.
Colt pinches my left nipple and bites my neck at the same time. I cry out in pleasure as I come. They don't stop moving, instead they continue their torture as I ride out a wave of pleasure, only stopping when my body trembles with the after effects.
"We need more room," Colt says after licking my wound closed.
Grayson stands and cups his hands beneath the water. He brings one of them up to my cheek and caresses my face.
"You have a little blood there, tiger."
I look at the floor, suddenly bashful. I completely forgot about having killed the vampire.
He tips my chin up so I have to meet his gaze. "I never said I didn't like it."
Every annoying ounce of self-doubt I feel flees.
Grayson drops a quick kiss on my lips before shutting off the water. I dry off and fiercely scrub the towel over my hair. I'm too excited to care about getting Colt's sheets soaking wet, so I throw it into the laundry bin. Colt grabs me from behind again and flashes to the bed, dropping me onto his silky sheets.
Grayson stands next to him and they both gaze down at me. Their eyes rake over my naked flesh.
Then they share a look I've seen a million times, except this time, it's different. I can almost hear their conversation. I don't know what they've decided until Grayson crawls over me and lies on his back. Colt places his knee on the bed and bends down to kiss me.
His lips are hot and commanding. His tongue brushes over mine and I open my mouth, teasing my tongue against his.
"Get on top of Grayson, babe," he says when he pulls away.
Now anyone who knows me knows I don't like being told what to do, but in this situation, hell to the mother fucking yeah he can tell me what to do. I roll onto my stomach and go on all fours. I crawl over Grayson and straddle his hips.
He runs his hands up my legs, squeezing my ass when he reaches the top. He's already hard as a rock so I take his big cock in my hand and slide onto it with ease. A throaty moan escapes me and I collapse forward onto his chest, grinding my hips into his while he's deep inside me.
My mouth finds his and we kiss. He thrusts up into me, making me gasp and pick up my pace. He pulls away from our kiss, wrapping my wet hair around his hand.
"Come for me, tiger," he says, pulling on my hair and tipping my head to the side. My chest is plastered against his and I move my hips up and down in a desperate attempt to do what he wants me to.
His tongue circles the pulse point on my neck.
Tease.
"Please, Grayson."
Part of me despises how much I want them to bite me, but the other part says shut up and take it.
I think I like her best right now.
Grayson's fangs pierce my neck and I shatter around his cock, writhing and twitching as stars fill my vision.
My heart is still pounding when he pulls back, licking his lips as I watch.
He uses his hands to keep my hips moving as he thrusts into me from underneath.
A palm cracks against my butt and I gasp in surprise.
I'd forgotten about Colt.
The bed dips slightly as he kneels behind me. He slicks lube over my ass and I buck against Grayson when Colt's finger enters me.
I think I'm ready to come again.
