by Becca Van
Lucan felt the need to be connected with Angelina by more than just their bodies. He carefully entered the edge of her mind. His arousal notched up another level, and he was in danger of shooting off because he could now feel her desire as well. He removed his finger and mouth from her cunt and moved up between her thighs. Trey was kissing her, so he couldn’t see her face, but he knew she wanted to be joined with him as desperately as he did because she begging him silently in her mind.
He grasped her hips in his hands and touched the tip of his hard, aching cock at her pussy entrance. He groaned as he pushed in and held still, giving her time to adjust to his penetration. Her muscles fluttered and wavered around his pulsing flesh, and when she released him again, he slowly surged forward until his balls touched her ass.
Trey released her mouth and looked at him. Lucan gave him a nod and then picked his angel up and pulled her onto his lap. He growled as his cock inched in farther and he could feel the head of his erection touching the entrance to her womb.
“Honey, we want to make love with you together. Will you let us?” Trey asked from behind her.
Lucan felt her hesitate, and he followed her thought process since he was still in her mind. He could see the questions she had, so instead of answering her verbally, he portrayed to her in images how he and his brother would take her together. She must have liked what she saw, because the arousal in her mind triggered a bodily response, causing her pussy muscles to clamp on his cock and release more of her delectable cream.
“Our baby likes that idea. Don’t you, angel?” Lucan rasped.
“Yes,” she answered with a sob.
“Good. I won’t hurt you, honey, but you will feel a little pinch and burn the first time I take your ass. If it gets to be too much and you want me to stop, just say the word. Okay?” Trey asked.
“Okay,” she sighed.
“Just lean on Lucan and relax, Angelina,” Trey whispered.
* * * *
The lube was in the drawer, but Trey brought it to his hand with a thought, popped the top, and squirted some of the gel onto his fingers. He lowered his hand and began to massage the viscid fluid into the skin of her anus. He wanted to know she was okay with everything he did to her and needed to feel connected to her on a more soulful level.
“Honey, will you let me into your head? I want to be able to feel what you’re feeling so I don’t hurt you,” Trey said, justifying his query.
“Yes.” She answered him without hesitation.
Trey brushed against the edges of her mind and groaned at the sweetness he found there. She trusted them without any apprehension. She was so open and honest and pure that he almost felt that she was too good for them. She didn’t trust easily or have many friends, but when she did, she was almost loyal to a fault. His gums were itching, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before his fangs erupted and lengthened. He could feel what he did to her and ground his teeth together to control his barely leashed libido.
He could feel her excitement at what he did to her, and as her muscles relaxed, he began to penetrate her anus. She gasped when his finger slowly inched its way into her dark entrance, and when he came to the end of his reach, he began to withdraw again. He started pumping his digit in and out of her ass, slowly increasing the pace of his thrusts in increments. When he divined that his mate was ready for the next step, he withdrew from her, got some more lube, and began to push two fingers into her canal.
Trey stayed connected with her mind the whole time he was stretching and preparing her for his throbbing cock. Once she accepted his digits and he had scissored them a few times, he knew she was ready. He withdrew from her body, slathered his aching cock with lube, and moved in close to her back. One hand held on to her shoulder while the other held the base of his penis, and he aimed for her ass.
He gradually began to penetrate her anus and couldn’t prevent a groan of pleasure spilling from his lips when her muscles gripped the head of his cock in a tight clench. He stilled, giving her time to adjust to his invasion, and knew she was ready for more when she finally relaxed around the head of his hard rod. His hips pumped in a slow, gentle motion until he was through the tight ring of muscles of her sphincter. He froze again, and his mate surprised him by her thoughts and then, a short moment later, her actions. She used her muscles to push him out and surged back against him until he was embedded in her anus balls-deep. She moaned as her body clamped and released around his cock. He could feel the slight burning, pinching pain through her mind as he rested inside her back entrance, but he also felt how the eroticism of the act turned her on.
Trey groaned as his fangs erupted into his mouth and pierced his own flesh where he bit his lip for control. The scent of blood drifted to his nostrils, and he knew he was about to lose control.
“Please,” Angelina whimpered breathlessly.
“Please what, baby?” Lucan asked.
“Please move,” she cried out.
Trey uttered a guttural growl and began to pull his cock back out of her ass. As he pushed back in, Lucan withdrew from her cunt. He and his brother began to advance and retreat from her body with the slow pumping of their hips. As one surged forward, the other withdrew, and gradually, by degrees, they began to speed up the pace. Trey had never felt such joy and completion as he had loving his mate. He wanted to stay buried in her body forever. The friction his thrusting hips caused on his hard, aching rod was absolute nirvana. As he could also feel what Angelina felt, his pleasure was twofold.
She clenched and released on him repeatedly, and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He wanted to make sure she went over into bliss before he did. The thought of taking his pleasure first was untenable. His gums and fangs were aching. His beast was just begging for the exquisite taste of her life essence on his tongue as she climaxed. He wanted to sink his fangs into her blood-rich vein and feast on her sweetness.
“Honey, I want to taste you. I want your life’s essence on my taste buds. Will you let me feed from you, Angelina?” He gasped with another pump of his hips.
“I—oh God, yes, bite me. Please? I need you to bite me!” she cried.
“Shh, baby. We’ll give you what you need,” Lucan rasped.
Trey continued to thrust his hips, gliding his cock in and out of his mate’s ass in countermovement to Lucan as his brother shuttled his dick in and out of her pussy. He leaned down and licked along the side of her neck, and then he growled against her skin when he slid his fangs into her life-giving vein. She screamed with pleasure, and her body clamped and contracted around his pulsing cock. He swallowed her essence and felt the loneliness and coldness of an eternity leave his heart and soul. He roared with pleasure as she milked the cum from his balls while he fed from her. He surged forward and held still while his cock jerked and shot load after load of semen into her back channel. He was vaguely aware of Lucan’s shout as his brother also climaxed.
He wanted to gorge himself on her but knew he couldn’t put her life in danger. He only took enough of her blood for a true exchange, and then his fangs receded, and he closed the two small puncture wounds with the swipe of his tongue.
He lifted his head, and his gaze connected with Lucan’s. His brother’s eyes were such dark pools of desire, and he had a rosy hue to his cheeks as he, too, had just fed from their mate. He gently cupped Angelina’s chin and tilted her head back so he could see her face. She was so goddamn beautiful with her rosy cheeks and passion-glazed eyes. He had never met such a kind, loving, selfless person and knew he was beginning to fall for her.
“Honey, I want to feel you drink my blood. Will you do this for me?” Trey asked and held his breath.
“Oh God. I want to please you so much, but I don’t know if I can do it,” she replied.
“I can compel you, honey and you won’t remember a thing about it, if you allow me to take control of your mind.”
“Then yes. Do it! I want a part of you, both of you, to reside in my blood.”
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ey pushed into her mind and took control. He brought his free hand up and watched as his fingernail elongated and sharpened. He slashed across his wrist and held it against her mouth. When she had taken enough of his essence for a true exchange, he closed the wound with his tongue, released his hold over her mind, and turned her toward his brother.
His brother copied his previous movements, and then their angel cried out once more as she tipped over the edge into rapture.
“Oh God, she is so perfect,” Trey whispered, easing his now-semiflaccid cock from her ass. He lifted his sleeping angel into his arms and carried her toward the bathroom.
Chapter Ten
Angelina jerked upright and looked about her room. She remembered having sex with Trey and Lucan, but she also remembered the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She delved into her hazy memories, and images of her drinking their blood after they had fed from her assailed her mind.
Shit. Why did I let them exchange blood with me? I need to go home so I can think rationally.
She scoffed at herself. Yeah, since that worked so well last time.
She searched for her clothes and found them on an antique chair near the side of the room. I can’t think when they’re near me. She threw on her shirt, her temper beginning to heat up. They wormed their way under my skin. My body reacts to their presence, that’s all.
Irritated, she flung the covers up the bed, thumping harder than necessary to smooth them.
No. You want them as much as they want you. Are you going to be a coward again, or will you find some of that backbone and accept that they only did what you wanted them to do?
Angelina stood and squeezed her eyes shut. “Just shut the hell up,” she muttered.
She hurried down the staircase and found them sitting on the sofa in the living room.
“How could you do that to me?” she demanded heatedly.
Lucan then Trey rose and moved toward her. She stood just inside the living room door with her hands on her hips as she stared at them with ire.
“Angel, we asked for your permission to exchange blood with you. You accepted. How can you be angry with us?” Lucan asked.
“Honey, are you angry with us or yourself?” Trey asked. “I felt your acquiescence when I was in your mind and you verbally asked us to bite you and exchange blood with us.”
Angelina eyed them warily and was about to take a step back, but her conscience got the better of her again, and that inner voice sprouted loudly in her mind.
Don’t you dare back out now, girl! Here are the men of your dreams and you are running scared. What is wrong with you?
There was no sense trying to argue with herself. Angelina took a deep breath and realized she didn’t want to argue with Trey and Lucan, either. She met them in the middle of the room, took one of their hands in each of hers, and led them back to the sofa. She sat in the middle, giving a gentle tug so they sat down beside her.
“Look, I’m sorry I got so incensed. It’s just that I’m…scared,” she explained. “I know you want to change me, and that makes me very nervous. The thought of drinking blood to sustain my own life is totally abhorrent to me. I don’t think I can do it.”
“Angel, if we could change what we are, we would so we could have you stay by our side. But that’s totally impossible,” Lucan said quietly. “I understand how revolted you feel about feeding from fellow humans. You are very precious to us, baby. I don’t think I could survive without you by my side. We have lived for over a century, but in that time, we have just existed. We were just waiting to meet you. We were so lonely, lost, and empty without you, angel. Please tell us what we can do so you can accept that part of our nature.”
“I don’t know. I don’t think I can ever accept that,” she cried.
“Whenever you ask us to compel you, it seems like you want the closeness of drinking from us,” Trey observed. “It’s just that the blood itself bothers you. But if that’s the case, what if we continued to feed you while we’re having sex? Do you think you could accept the change then?”
“I…Yes. No. Oh, I don’t know,” she answered with conflicted emotion.
“Baby, we have exchanged blood with you twice already,” Lucan stated. “It will only take once more for the change to begin. If you decide to go through with it, then you will be with us always. One of us will be at your side every minute of every day if that is what you wish. If you want space, we will give it to you. But at least we will know where you are at all times and be able to keep you safe.”
“What Lucan is trying to say, honey, is that once the change is complete, you will be connected to us within our minds as well as our bodies. You will have our blood humming through your veins, which will tie us together mind, body, and soul. I love you, Angelina. Please, don’t say no. I’m not forcing an answer from you, but I want you to take the time to think things through before you reject us,” Trey said in a deep, gravelly voice full of emotion.
Angelina felt moisture prick the back of her eyeballs. Trey’s heartfelt declaration had filled her soul as no one else ever had. She shifted on the sofa and looked at Lucan when he nudged her face around.
“I love you, baby. You may never know how much, but I don’t want you to do anything you couldn’t accept. If you want us to leave you alone, and stay out of your life, then we will,” Lucan said huskily.
Angelina felt the last empty space in her heart fill. She was so full of love and hope she didn’t want to walk away from them and wonder for the rest of her life what could have been. Even though she abhorred the thought of drinking blood, not being with these two men pierced her heart with pain. The selflessness of their love and care and their acceptance of maybe having to let her go did more for her than mere words. She was overcome and overwhelmed by such actions. The moisture she’d held at bay spilled and trickled out onto her cheeks. She took a deep breath, but that didn’t help at all. She sobbed, and then she was wrapped up in their love and warmth.
“Talk to us, angel. Tell us why you’re crying,” Lucan requested gently and Trey pulled her onto his knees, wrapping her in his embrace.
“You take such good care of me and you love me. It’s just too much to comprehend. I feel so full of life and joy,” she explained with a sniffle. “I’m sorry. I know I’m not explaining very well, but it’s hard to put into words.”
“Honey, you make us so damn happy. You mean everything to me. If you agree to the change, you will be like us, you will become a vampire. You will have the powers we have, but remember you won’t be able to go out into the sunlight and will sleep the deep sleep of our kind during the day. You won’t be able to eat food anymore, honey, but I promise we will take care of you and make sure you feed without any knowledge if that is your wish,” Trey whispered into her ear.
Angelina shifted on Trey’s lap and looked at him intensely.
“I love you, Trey,” she declared and gently kissed his lips. She turned to Lucan and placed the palm of her hand against his cheek.
“I love you, Lucan,” she whispered and then kissed her fingers and placed them on his lips. “I would very much like to spend eternity by your sides. I want you to change me…but I want to wait a little longer. There’s so much I still want to know about you, about being a vampire, about how my life will change. When it’s time, you will have to compel me to drink your blood, but as long as I know I will only be feeding from you two, I think I will be able to handle that part of my new life.“ She smiled tremulously. “Just give me a little time.”
“Angel,” Trey said, “for you we would wait for eternity.”
“God, baby, you don’t know how happy you’ve made us. I love you so much.” Lucan reiterated his feelings and then plucked her from Trey’s lap and placed her onto his.
He leaned down and slanted his mouth over hers. He ate her up with such hunger that she felt the embers which had been simmering beneath the surface flare to life. She moaned as she tangled her tongue with his and reached up to thread her fingers throug
h his hair.
He stiffened and then removed his tongue and lips from hers. He looked at Trey, and then he placed her on the sofa beside him. She could see the concern on his face and was about to ask him what was wrong, but he placed a finger over her lips.
“Shh, angel, I want you to stay here and be very quiet,” Lucan whispered.
“What…?”
“One of our enemies has returned. If it will make you feel better, you can lock yourself in your room.”
“That won’t stop them!” Angelina whispered. She didn’t want them to leave her.
“Angel, we’ll protect you,” Trey said. “But we must go now.”
Angelina gasped with awe when both Trey and Lucan began to dissipate before her very eyes. The frames of their bodies became obscured and then shimmered into small dust molecules, reminding her of fog swirling in a breeze. Their particles became so small they were barely visible to her eye. She sat on the sofa gripping her hands as they disappeared. She wanted to follow them and make sure they came to no harm, but didn’t because she knew she could end up more of a hindrance than a help.
She flinched when she heard a yell of pain from elsewhere in the house and couldn’t stay still another moment. She jumped up and began to pace. Back and forth she went until she felt dizzy. She stopped and took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It didn’t help to diminish her anxiety. Only knowing her men were safe and not hurt would calm her. She spun on her heel and headed to the kitchen, the direction from which the yell had come. She entered the dining room and heard a bloodcurdling scream of agony. She rushed over to the glass doors, opened them, and stepped outside.
Her eyes lit onto Trey and then Lucan. They were standing in the middle of the garden, seemingly without a care in the world, in relaxed stances as they faced their enemy. Both of them were hurt and bleeding.