by Jade James
Sierra nodded. “This is Van. And this is Roman.”
Her brother stepped around her and shook both of their hands. “Not exactly the perfect way to meet you guys. But you understand. She’s family, and comes before anyone.”
“We understand perfectly,” Van replied. “The guy behind you is Lucian Santori. He is the owner of Fantasy House and also my second-in-command at the Covenant. Lucian, this is Sierra and her brother, Alex.”
He stepped around Alex. “It’s nice to meet both of you. I won’t apologize for reacting the way I did. I thought Van and Roman were in danger.”
“It’s understandable,” Sierra replied. “Why don’t we all step into the living area?”
Sierra watched as Lucian closed the door, and the men walked into the living room. They all took their seats as she settled between Van and Roman.
“Lucian, you can begin by detailing your findings,” Van stated. “Everyone here is essentially involved in this, so you can speak freely.”
“I’ve checked the logs for any requests made by Captain Keller in regards to the murders of Frank and Betty Rand.”
“My captain?” Alex asked, rising to his feet.
Lucian nodded, and Sierra noticed how edgy Alex was. His body was tight, the muscles of his arms straining against his shirt.
Sierra watched as her brother walked to the window. “Please continue, Lucian.”
“I went to see Captain Keller at his office a little over an hour ago. There is a connection between your parents’ murders” ‑‑ Lucian nodded toward Sierra ‑‑ “and the murders of Eugene and Fran Masters, along with their son, Billy. The murders were about nine years apart, but there are similarities between them. For instance, all of the victims had their throats ripped out.”
Sierra gasped and closed her eyes at the remembered image Lucian’s words evoked. The thought of how her parents had suffered sent bile to her throat. She swallowed tightly and opened her eyes as Van reached over and grabbed her hand and Roman began to stroke her hair. Van leaned in and whispered, “It’s okay, Sierra. We’re both here for you.”
She knew they were, and she was beginning to think that she could depend on them for anything. She nodded once. “Thank you. Please, Lucian, go on.”
“As I was saying, there are similarities between the murders. Eugene and Frank worked together for a pharmaceutical company called Visional, in Miami. Both were scientists working on an experimental drug called the Xfactor. I haven’t been able to find out anything on it, though the owner of the company, Elias Wexler, has publicly stated his hatred of vampires and has vowed to wipe out our race. There is no evidence of any crime he’s committed, but I can bet that if I dig really deep, I’d find something. Both scientists lived within a block of each other, which probably made them friends also. It’s just too many coincidences to ignore. Keller reeked of guilt, but he also stank of fear. Wexler probably muscled him into keeping his mouth shut about the murders. I’m going to pay him a surprise visit tomorrow.”
“I’m going with you,” Alex replied. “If what you say is true, then these aren’t some random murders. Wexler is probably knee-deep in dirt.”
Sierra tightened her hand around Van’s. “Alex, maybe it’s better you let Lucian handle ‑‑”
“She’s right,” Lucian cut her off. “This isn’t a job for a human.”
Alex stalked over to Lucian as he rose to his feet. “Fuck off, vamp. I owe it to my sister and to myself to find who killed our parents. You sure as hell can’t stop me from doing that.”
Van rose to his feet. “I want both of you working together on this. Alex will be able to help you, Lucian. Any way you look at it, he’s not going to back down. And I can’t say I blame him. In fact, it’s something to be admired.”
They all heard Lucian’s curse under his breath. Sierra decided to change the subject before things got out of hand. “It’s late. Can you make arrangements to spend the night?”
“I’ll go see if there are rooms available,” Lucian replied, before turning and exiting the suite.
The room was filled with tense vibes, thickening the air around them. Sierra could only hope that Lucian and Alex would be able to find some way to work together.
* * * * *
Alex and Lucian had been able to find separate bedrooms at Fantasy House. Of course, it helped that Lucian was the owner of the elaborate dwelling, and everyone who worked there seemed to go out of their way for him. But the friction between Alex and Lucian had Sierra wondering if they could ever come to a middle ground.
She shook her head, pushing the thoughts away as she walked to the balcony. Van had headed to the shower, leaving her and Roman alone. For this night, she would forget her problems and explore the attraction between the three of them. She needed to concentrate solely on Van and Roman to see if their future held more than a weekend fling.
The night was warm, but a very light breeze still blew over her skin, and the scent of spice filled the air. Sierra’s nipples beaded tightly in arousal, and she felt the heat of Roman’s body behind her. He pressed himself against her, his hands moving to her hips, stroking the silk against her skin.
She leaned her neck back against his shoulder.
“Are you okay?” he whispered.
Heat shot through her womb, sending fire to her insides. “Yes, I’m fine. Just keep touching me.”
He kissed her neck, then sucked her skin heatedly. Sierra moaned as he slid his hand underneath her robe and traced her inner thighs. His rough fingertips sent a jolt of desire through her body. She turned her head, catching his mouth in a kiss filled with tongue.
She moaned again into his mouth as his fingers swept up further, past her shaved pussy, to her throbbing clit. He circled her clitoris with his fingertips and she arched into his hand, needing more from him. She was so turned on, and already on the verge of climax. She broke the kiss off and drew in a much-needed breath. Her heart was pounding fiercely as her pulsating pussy creamed his hand. The liquid moistened her thighs, and he used her cream to slide two broad fingers into her. She bit her bottom lip, fighting against the need to scream that she wanted his cock deep inside her as he continued to fuck her with his hand, circling her clit with his thumb. He groaned beside her ear, and she whimpered in pleasure, pressing her ass against his dick. She’d never felt so much pleasure in her life.
“That’s it, baby. Let me feel that sweet cream coat my hand,” he whispered into her ear. He fucked her with a hunger that surprised her. She had doubts that he wanted her this way, when he and Van had been together for so long. Yet she felt Roman’s craving for her in the way he touched her.
His other hand reached around and released the ties from her robe, parting the material. He cupped her breasts, taking a nipple between his fingertips, pulling at the distended tip. That bite of something extra sent her to the very edge, and the urge to come filled her womb. He rubbed her clit, and thrust his fingers deep into Sierra’s pussy as she shattered apart, the orgasm forcing a scream from her mouth.
Roman continued to stroke her softly, and another wave of arousal pounded through her blood. She was surprised that she could want him so quickly after the mind-blowing orgasm he had just given her.
She turned to face him, and he stepped back, giving her space. Her gaze drifted to his face, but something in her peripheral vision caught her attention. Her gaze shifted to her right, and she was shocked to see Van, wearing nothing, fisting his hard cock and staring at her heatedly.
Chapter Nine
Van clenched his teeth against the need to rush to them as he stroked his hard cock. Sierra looked stunning, leaning against the rails of the balcony, her robe open, her nipples rosy red. The urge to kiss her breasts raced through him. His gaze strayed lower, and his mouth watered at the sight of her hairless cunt. That was a treasure in itself. With the removal of her hair on her pussy, Sierra would be more sensitized to the feel of their tongues or cocks. He lifted his gaze to Roman, who watched him with hooded
eyes. He wanted to be with both of them…wanted to take all of them to the height of pleasure that their bonding would result in.
The chaise behind Sierra caught his eye. “Lay her down, Roman.”
She licked her lips as her body tensed. For a second, he thought she would refuse him, but she simply nodded as Roman pushed the robe off her shoulders, lifted her in his arms, and carried her to the chaise. She lay back, spreading her legs open without either of them ordering her to do so, showing Van that she craved this just as much as he and Roman did. He walked over to her, his cock jutting out, his blood racing with the thought of tasting her essence.
Desire made his voice thick with hunger as he dropped to his knees. “I need to taste you, Sierra,” he murmured as he hunched lower. His fingertips traced the softness of her thighs before reaching her swollen labia and opening her. Her cunt was wet with her cream, and a dark rose in color. He brought his lips to her, nuzzling her, licking her thick juices, making her cry out. He traced her slit and took her clit in his mouth, sucking hungrily.
He lifted his head, placed his finger against her clit, stroking it, and watched as Roman took her tight nipple into his mouth. Her hips rose from the chaise, and he gritted his teeth against the urge to sink his penis into her tight cunt.
He bent once more, taking her clit into his mouth as she tunneled her fingers through his hair. She gripped the strands, screamed his name, grinding her cunt on his face as her cream gushed onto his mouth. Van drank her sweetness in, hunger pounding with force that had his body shaking. Never before had he felt such a craving. This was the moment he had been dreaming about, sharing a bond that could only strengthen with time.
Van lifted his head, surprised to see both Roman and Sierra watching him. Roman leaned forward, and Van continued to stroke Sierra’s pussy softly. He brushed his lips against Roman’s mouth, and Van opened, taking his tongue in. Their tongues twined, and Roman ran his along the inner recesses of Van’s mouth. The thought of Sierra observing him sent a pulsing wave through his cock, and it leaked precum, coating the head. Van broke the kiss, his heart pounding in lust and excitement. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
* * * * *
They entered the bedroom, and Roman stripped quickly. Sierra and Van were sharing a heated kiss, and he wanted to join him them with a desperation that threatened to overtake him. He didn’t want to rush this, but his penis throbbed with a fierce ache that had him wondering if he could stretch this moment out or if he’d come as soon as he came near them.
Roman walked over to them and stroked Sierra’s body with his hands. He passed her hips and palmed her breasts, before pulling at her distended nipples. She arched her body to his.
“Roman,” she whispered.
“Have you ever sucked a man’s cock?” Van asked, standing side by side with Roman, pressing his cock against Roman’s hip.
She shook her head no, and instead of waiting for their next step, Sierra went to her knees and wrapped her hand around the base of Roman’s dick. Roman shivered in arousal as she opened her mouth, slipping the head between her lips.
“Fuck!” She was teasing him, licking over his feverish skin, driving him to the point where his lust would overtake all. It was too much, and yet still not enough, and Roman couldn’t help but push more of his dick into her mouth. A streak of white heat enveloped him, and he grunted as his balls tightened at the base of his dick. She sucked him slowly, licking his penis with her wet tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. Her hands settled onto his hips, her nails digging into his flesh. That bite of pain and pleasure whipped through him.
Van placed a fingertip on Roman’s chin, turning his face. He took his mouth in a kiss that scorched his blood hotter. Roman fisted the strands of hair on Sierra’s head and took control. He wanted to savor this ‑‑ Van’s lips on his mouth, Sierra’s first time sucking his cock. But a lash of heat raced up his spine, forcing him to break the kiss. The urge to come streaked through his balls and Roman groaned as his seed spilled into Sierra’s hot mouth. His chest heaved as he watched her, adrenaline pumping through his veins as she tentatively licked him with desire in her gaze. She stared at him intently, saying with just a look that she accepted him for what he was, and that she needed him.
* * * * *
Sierra swallowed Roman’s cum and gave his dick one last lick before easing it from her mouth. His thick seed tasted salty, but it was far from unpleasant. She had never taken a man’s cock into her mouth before. It had been a surprise to feel the lust that raced through her with the knowledge that in that instant, she had held the power. The thought had her clit throbbing heavily.
She shifted her gaze from Roman to Van.
Van’s lips were parted, his breathing harsh as he caressed his cock. “Lay on the bed.”
Sierra’s body was sensitized, the arousal making her skin hot. She rose to her feet and positioned herself on the bed, spreading her legs wide so he could see the wetness of her cunt, the cream coating her thighs. She wanted to beg them to give her what she needed, but she had a feeling that rushing Roman and Van would only cause them to stretch out the moment.
Van moved between her hips, and she lifted them as he coated the head of his cock in her cream. His dick brushed her clit and she moaned. “Don’t stop, Van.”
He smiled. “I have no intentions of stopping tonight…or any other night, for that matter.”
The wickedness of his smile enhanced the sexiness of his face. He truly was a specimen to be admired.
Sierra turned her head as Roman joined them on the bed. He was just as aroused as Van, and Sierra lifted her hand, stroking his cock from the base to the tip. Lust flared through her as Van began to push his cock into her heated cunt. The stretching was slightly painful, but it blended in with her arousal, causing an ache that only Van and Roman could fulfill.
Van’s dick stretched her, and she moaned, lifting her hips, wanting him to bury himself into her. Her breasts ached, and it was as if Roman had heard her thought, because he bent down, taking her nipple into his mouth. He alternated between sucking her hard and placing the tip between his teeth, flicking his tongue against the nub.
Van continued to enter her slowly. Then he stopped, his hands tightening on her thighs as he growled, “Fuck! You’re a virgin.”
Roman released her nipple with a loud pop.
She moaned. She was too damn horny to let any of them stop now, and if she didn’t go through with what she truly wanted, when in the hell would she ever be happy? “What’s wrong with being a virgin?” She didn’t want to have this damn conversation now. She just needed the relief they could give her. She wrapped her legs around Van, tightening her thighs. Roman reached between them and began to stroke her clit with his finger while he flicked her nipple with his tongue. The dual sensations caused a strike of heat in the pit of her womb. Her pussy flooded Van’s cock with her juices, easing the way for when he thrust into her.
Van gritted his teeth. It showed Sierra that he was having a hell of a time keeping still. “There is nothing wrong with that, love. But you should have told us. It would have helped if we were extra careful with you.”
“Nothing matters but this,” she cried as another rush of cream coated his cock. “Please, Van.” She was way past the point of caring whether she looked like a fool begging him. She gripped Roman’s cock, and closed her hand, stroking the hard flesh.
The power of her virginity washed over her. Van and Roman would be her only lovers, and that thought brought her immense pleasure. Van’s eyes darkened and she screamed, her body jolting as he broke though her virginity with one thrust. A flash of pain rushed through her, but just as quickly as it arrived, it disappeared. A hunger overtook her, and she lifted her hips off the bed. Her pussy felt slick with arousal.
“Move,” she pleaded.
Van withdrew his cock slowly and then plunged it back in, fucking her with a craving that was felt by them all. Roman continued to play with her breasts, switching bet
ween licking the tips and sucking the flesh. She gasped as Roman moved upward and raked his teeth over the skin at her neck. An arc of white-hot heat shot though her. She wanted him to bite her, wanted both of them to stake their claim.
Van plunged his dick deep, the head touching her womb as he reached over and grabbed Roman’s neck. He pulled him toward Van’s lips, and Sierra couldn’t help but be aroused as they kissed. The sight had her teetering on the very edge of ecstasy. Van gave her one more hard thrust, and she screamed their names as her pussy clamped onto Van’s cock. He broke away from Roman’s lips. “Sierra,” he moaned, his fingers digging into her hips as his cock released his seed, deep inside her womb.
Chapter Ten
Sierra awoke an hour later to Roman’s body pressed behind her. His leg was swung over hers, and she felt his rigid cock against her backside.
She remained still, careful not to disturb either of them as she watched Van sleep in front of her. His face was relaxed, his lips slightly parted. She reached over and traced his bottom lip. She’d had preconceived notions about him. She’d thought he would be cruel, ruthless. Instead, he’d shown her a different side to him, a side that cared about her feelings and her wants. Waiting a whole month to confront her about the database match must’ve been hard on him…hard on both of them. Yet they had put her care above their desires by waiting, and that in itself showed her that the feelings they had for her went beyond sexual.
And that was probably the reason why they hadn’t tasted her blood yet. They were being careful of her, protective even. She had heard that a vampire’s bite was a privileged sexual connection mated vampires shared with their partners. Before this weekend, Sierra would have scoffed at the idea of such bonding. But Van and Roman had proven her wrong in many areas. Their care was proof to her that their side of the relationship went further than meaningless sex. They were far from the barbaric cavemen she had thought them to be, and even though they would have a difference in opinions on many things, their care for her had shown her that a bonding with love could exist.