by Heather Long
Chapter 10
“Seduce my mind and you can have my body. Find my soul and I’m yours forever.” - Anonymous
As promised, Fin wasn’t gone long at all. Long enough, I tired of soaking in the water. I’d dropped back into the washing pool and actually washed my hair and cleaned up before returning to the soaking pool. Conveniently, Fin had left an oversized robe that reached my ankles and had sleeves that went past my hands, but it was warm and thick.
Wrapped up in it, I headed over to one of the benches in front of the huge fire. Granted, the stone wasn’t the most comfortable piece of furniture—would it kill them to invest in something less Dark Ages? At this point, I’d take eighteenth or nineteenth century.
Still, I was finger combing my hair while basking in the heat when Fin returned with a ripple of air and a distinctive ‘pop.’ The scent of the coffee hit me first, and I was on him faster than a one-night stand at Mardi Gras. He chuckled as he surrendered the first large cup to my eager hands.
I took a deep breath, and I swore I orgasmed right there. It was like manna from heaven. Or at least something like that, not that I’d ever had manna. Yeah, that didn’t work. Here, just picture waking up every day for weeks to shitty circumstances, and to top it off, you get no coffee. Now, the really sexy druid not only brought coffee, he brought bacon.
I was so sucking him off after all this.
The first sip hit my taste buds, and I moaned. Oh, it was the perfect dark blend. Strong enough to fuel the fantasies with just enough sugar and cream to tie you up in silken ropes so it could have its way with you.
“You really like coffee,” Fin commented softly, and I cut my gaze to him on the next sip. His lips were wet like he’d been licking them, and I didn’t bother to contain my next moan.
“You have no idea,” I whispered after I swallowed the next mouthful. “Bacon?” My stomach had begun to growl and gurgle. It really hadn’t in weeks; I thought it had given up on me ever eating real food again, like a lost cause. I know I had. But this…this was better than sex or escape. This was perfection.
“I brought you everything you asked for,” he promised, and turned to the rolling table that looked so horribly out of place here.
“Did you steal that from a hotel?”
That would be hilarious. Go to a hotel, order room service, just bring the whole thing here.
Wait, if we could do that, why couldn’t I just go to the hotel?
“Not quite,” Fin retorted, dispelling my fanciful ideas. Reaching for one of the silver tray lids, he added, “For now, let’s just—”
The doors to the hall slammed open with a crashing force, and I damn near spilled my coffee jerking around as a rush of icy air flooded what had actually finally started to warm up. Dressed in only a pair of jeans and barefoot, Maddox strode across to us.
His fierce expression seemed on the edge of barely restrained rage.
“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed,” I muttered. “Rogue not a good cuddler, DF?”
He drew up short with a hitch in his step. “DF?”
“Dick face,” Fin supplied for me in an oh so helpful tone. “I’m Astral-Boy. I think he’d prefer Mad-Dragon, Beautiful. But it’s all the same to me.”
Maddox glared at me, then at Fin. “Why the fuck did you drag her down here? We’re supposed to be together, where we can all protect her.”
“Yes, because that long walk from Rogue’s bedroom to here is rife with pitfalls as we waded through the swamp of despair to reach the hall of gloom and finally the lava pits of Marwen.”
The dry look and tone were perfect. Letting them hash it out, I took another drink of the decadent coffee and hummed happily. On the plate were all the foods I’d asked for. Maddox reached for one of my slices of bacon and then let out a harsh yell when I put a knife right through his hand.
“What the fuck?” He glared from me to where his hand was now impaled on the table, and Fin bit back a smile. A circle of crimson stained the white linen as his wound bled.
“Don’t touch my bacon,” I said without missing a beat. “I’m starving, and Fin got it for me, not you. I’m sucking you off for that later, by the way,” I told Fin. Then focused on Maddox. In truth, I hadn’t intended to put the knife all the way through his hand, but the blade had been there and I really was hungry.
Without comment, Maddox yanked the blade out of his hand and nodded curtly.
Wait.
That was it?
Just a nod?
“As I was saying, Beautiful, before we were so rudely interrupted by your Grumpilstiltskin.”
I burst out laughing as Maddox favored both of us with a surly look. He really was a grumpilstiltskin. Poor baby. I popped a slice of bacon into my mouth, and the first salty crunch had me moaning all over again.
Gurgling stomach gnawing on my backbone, I scooted forward to snatch up another piece. Fin said something about the food and where he got it, but I barely heard anything. All of my focus lasered onto the food as I took bite after bite. I was torn between eating the bacon or using the muffin to mop up some of the egg yolk. The potatoes were perfectly crispy, and even when my stomach hurt from how much I’d eaten, I didn’t slow until I’d cleared the plate and drained the coffee.
I groaned happily as I sprawled back on the bench. The fire, the hot bath, and now a fully tummy.
I could die happy.
“Fuck,” Maddox exhaled.
“More or less,” Fin murmured in agreement, and I slanted a look at the two boys I’d half-forgotten were there. Oops. “No need to apologize, Beautiful,” Fin assured me. “That was practically a religious experience, watching you eat. And it’s been a long time since I had one of those.”
Maddox gripped his cock and adjusted it until it stretched down against one of his thighs. I trailed my gaze over the thickness appreciatively. Not that I wanted to do much with it at the moment, but he had a very nice piece of equipment. One should always admire these things.
Males liked it.
And so did I.
Fin chuckled. “You know, when I said I couldn’t wait to put my real eyes on you because you were a delight, I had no idea how delightful you really are.”
“Oh, she’s wonderful.” Maddox made it sound far more sarcastic, but I settled for flipping him off.
“You don’t need to compliment me, Fin. I’m totally making good on my promise as soon as I can move. You deserve it after that feast.” My eyes were half-closed, and I wanted to curl up like Maddox’s kitten and go to sleep.
“I’m very patient,” Fin promised me as he smoothed my hair away from my face. “I brought you some clothes, but I think you’re ready to go back to bed.”
“I don’t want to move,” I admitted. The fire felt really good.
Crouching down, Fin tilted my head until I was looking at him. “We can take care of that, but we need you to answer something for us right now.”
“Ugh, no twenty questions, just a little nap, and then I’ll suck you off so hard, you’ll think you came three times.”
The corners of his mouth curved. “I’m sure, but one of us needs to drain you, and after last night, I thought it would only be fair to let you decide which of us it would be.”
Fuck.
“You were serious about that?”
“’Fraid so,” Fin assured me. “It’ll be easier on you now. You won’t be so hungry, and there’s more coffee,” he offered, like a temptation. “After you’re drained, we’ll all feed you again.”
I closed my eyes and dragged an arm up to cover them. “Can’t it wait? You’re totally spoiling my good mood.”
“Kitten,” Maddox growled. “He should have done it first thing this morning as soon as you were up and moving. We need to flush that demon out of you completely. He doesn’t get to have even a piece of you.” His grip on my ankle was hot and possessive.
Pretty much described the dragon in a nutshell. I shifted and slid my other foot toward him, and he caught it
then lifted them so he could sit with my legs over his lap.
“You both seem so sure they can control me…”
“It happens,” Fin told me. “We want to make sure it doesn’t.”
“You know that’s why the prince of the city threw me in there, right?” I flicked a glance from Fin to Maddox and then back. “He tried to compel me, and it worked as well as a pair of Jimmy Choos at a square dance.”
Fin frowned. “Not seeing that analogy, but shadow demons are different. And killing your sire is really no trouble at all.”
“Definitely,” Maddox said, stroking my leg. “He should have every bone in his body broken for abandoning you.”
Well, the guy had been running for his life and probably to keep his dick attached. Not that I planned to let him get away with it. Still…
“So if we don’t do this thing right away, what’s the downside?”
“The shadow demon tries to track you,” Fin suggested. “Or call you like he did at the prison.”
I narrowed my eyes. A lot of that escape was still somewhat fuzzy, not that I wanted to admit that. “You tried to compel me, or at least muddled me enough to make me cooperative.”
“I did,” Fin admitted. “We were in something of a time crunch, Beautiful. I will happily let you argue all you want right now.”
“I won’t,” Maddox stated, but he smiled as he continued his lazy stroking of my leg. It was kind of nice, especially since my feet were all toasty tucked up to him.
“But we want you safe,” Fin continued. “Your transition isn’t complete.”
“Wait…it’s not?”
They both shook their heads.
“Baby vamps need a lot of blood in the beginning,” Maddox said. “For us? Hybrids? We need even more. It can’t just be any blood.”
“No,” Fin picked up the thread. “It needs to be powerful blood. Your disdain for those blood bags wasn’t just personal taste. I guarantee you they probably smelled like the weakass shit they were.”
Fin didn’t smell weak, neither did Maddox.
Nor had Dorran for that matter.
And the less you think about him, the better. Fin’s voice slid right through my mind. No less possessive than Maddox, despite the lighter tone. He was still crouched near me, so I stretched out a hand to run up his thigh. “Fine, Maddox can bite me after I take care of you.”
Fair was fair. He had brought me coffee.
“As sinfully delicious as that offer is, Beautiful,” Fin murmured before he kissed me. “You first.” He loosened the tie of the robe, and I would have complained about the chillier air, but he ran his very warm fingers over my skin. “And I remember,” he promised as he began to massage a breast. “You’re sore.”
I really was, but I had begun to care less and less, especially when Maddox began to kiss his way up my leg, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Their lust, carefully banked all morning, swirled up to surface. The languid satisfaction sprawling through me gave way to a familiar tug of desire that began to coil in my center.
Fin caught one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and began to pinch and twist. Arching up at the contact, I dragged his head down for a kiss. The first sweep of his tongue against mine, and I moaned. All sense of being replete fled, and I just wanted.
The wanton need didn’t match my hunger at all. I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t need to feed on their lust, I just wanted to roll in it. Maddox nudged my thighs apart, and his breath was hot as he traced his tongue along the seam of my labia.
Fuck. The hot flat edge of his tongue seemed to wrap around my clit once before sweeping downward, and I was instantly soaked. The soreness evaporated as my pussy clenched at emptiness. His growling moan vibrated right to my core, and I tried to push my hips up even as I fought to wrap my legs around him.
Asshole kept my legs spread and my hips pinned as he begun to fuck me with his tongue. Fin swallowed every sound escaping my throat as he nearly matched Maddox’s pace with his tongue flicking against mine. Dragging my hands down his sides, I found the snap to his jeans and pulled it open, then tugged the zipper down.
Fin cursed against my mouth as I got my hand around him, and I nearly screamed as Maddox moved back to my clit and began to suck against it. I thought he was supposed to be draining me, not fucking me.
Not that I was complaining. The heat of his mouth was next level out of this world, and he had my thighs over his shoulders as he feasted on me. Every hard pull of his mouth ratcheted the tension higher, and I ripped away from Fin’s kiss. He threw his head back, panting as I stroked him from tip to base and then back up. His cock was long, full, and the vein along the bottom throbbed.
The musk of his desire clung to my nostrils, and I twisted, angling away from Maddox, even as he added his fingers to the fucking and teased his thumb against my ass. Hips rolling, I met him thrust for thrust. Fin pressed a thumb against my lips, and I sucked on it.
He groaned again, then replaced it with his cock, the first brush of it against my lips had me sampling the drops of pre-cum. I opened wider, and he pushed past my lips, and I moaned. Maddox let out a hard breath and pulled his fingers out. His clothes rustled as they vanished, and he dragged me downward. We all moved, Fin staying with me as he gripped my hair and began to thrust into my mouth.
The heavy weight of him on my tongue and the dribbles of pre-cum were doing all kinds of things to my system. It was like a heavy ambrosia, and I just wanted more. Then Maddox was between my thighs again, a hand stroking down my abdomen.
“Is this all right, Kitten?” The roughness of his voice had me soaking more. Raw, hot, and needy. What the fuck were these vampires doing to me?
Another pinch of my nipple, the one Fin wasn’t caressing, and Maddox’s hot cock was right up at my entrance. What the fuck was he waiting for?
Oh… Fin’s cock bumped against the back of my throat, and I swallowed against it, pulling him deeper as I dug my fingers into his thighs.
Maddox was waiting for me.
I wiggled and pushed down on Maddox’s thick cock myself. The head was fatter and took more effort, but at the first breach, he thrust home and an orgasm rattled through me. Then they were both groaning.
All three of us really.
They fucked me back and forth between them. Fin’s hand tightened in my hair as he began to thrust. Maddox’s grip on my hip was equally bruising as he slammed into me and his balls slapped against my ass. I flexed and squeezed around him as he pulled orgasm after orgasm with his clever fingers against my clit.
He came first, his shout ricocheting off the ceiling as he pushed in, and then the hot jets of him filling me sent another moaning orgasm through my system. Fin came second, and I choked as I swallowed as much as I could as the aftershocks kept rattling through me. Maddox swelled inside of me as he came, and I swore my eyes rolled back in my head.
Fin barely pulled out when the first graze of Maddox’s teeth stroked the curve of my breast, and then he struck. The first pierce a sting, a hot tear before riots of pleasure exploded through my system. Still impaled on his cock, the thickness leaving me so full I could barely breath, he began to suck.
It was like he pulled me out with every sensuous jerk of his mouth. The soft gulps echoed through me, and I swore I tightened up on him or he swelled more. The world faded as he kept drinking, and I found myself anticipating each swallow. When he slid his fingers down to caress my clit, I detonated again, and the world faded entirely.
I must have blacked out because I woke to my mouth latched onto Fin as I drank, and he was trying to ease me away, and Rogue was there.
I had no idea when he showed up, but the shallow gash on his throat pulled me like a siren song, and I closed my mouth over his icy hot blood and drank like a woman dying of thirst. Maddox’s cock wasn’t buried in me anymore, and I floated on a sea of sex and pheromones and holy fuck bacon and coffee.
What a day.
Fin’s soft chuckle wrapped around me like a caress, and vaguely
, it occurred to me it was his hand stroking my back. Rogue had slid his hand down between my thighs, and greedy bitch that I was, I had no problem when he started finger fucking me. I might have made a mess of him, but I pumped my hips in time to the thrust of his fingers as I drank.
Pleasure washed over me, and the next time I roused, I was straddling Maddox’s lap, my mouth against his throat as he rocked me while I fed. Nobody was in me, which was nice, just hands petting me.
I floated there.
A girl could get used to this.
“You’ll have to drain her next,” Rogue said.
“I know,” Fin murmured. “She’s struggling still.”
“We’ll get her through it,” Maddox rumbled, and his voice vibrated right through me. Fuck I wanted to ride him again, and there was a chuckle as he gathered my hair. “She’s already getting stronger.”
When I began to writhe against him, a hand smoothed over my ass, and then he lifted me up. The cock thrusting into me wasn’t his, but I could feel his tip brushing against my clit. Oh fuck, I wanted to see this, but my eyes were already closing as the cock pistoning into me settled me like a lullaby.
Lust and blood.
Life’s nectar.
The next time I woke, I was back in the hot steamy bath, sprawled against Maddox’s chest as the hot water soothed my aching muscles.
If I thought I’d pulled my pussy the day before? Well, I think they’d totally wrecked it today.
“You’ll heal,” Fin said with a near blissful smile on his face. He sat opposite us, and I reached a hand up to pet Maddox’s cheek. He kissed my fingertips.
“I don’t mind,” I confessed. “Totally worth it.”
“Not hating being a vampire so much now?” Maddox teased.
“Undecided, but the fucking is extraordinary.” It was a compliment, they should accept it. Particularly because I’d wanted, and I hadn’t been remotely hungry. Sex filled a biological imperative for me, it was a currency I exchanged for feeding on lust. Getting drunk on their lust could be addicting.
Wanting them without needing to feed?