Embracing Midnight

by Devyn Quinn

  Her body quivered as Toryn’s hands slipped down her back, thumbs pressing against her spine inch by delicious inch. “You’d better stop it then.”

  A caress across her lips. “Why?”

  She rolled over onto her back, opening her arms. “I might not want to leave.”

  Iollan studied the planes and contours of her curves, visually appreciating every inch. “Stay then.” He touched his mouth to hers, teasing, tasting, then searching.

  Callie arched up into him, tangling her fingers in his thick hair to deepen their kiss. Just as her eyelids fluttered shut, another mouth came into play, claiming one distended nipple. A third mouth joined in, trailing a path to her navel, then lower. Strong hands parted her thighs. A tongue flicked at her clitoris.

  She gasped, the realization only heightening her need to continue this delicious exploration. Three at once? Dangerous, but, oh!, tempting.

  Iollan broke their kiss. Hovering over her, his gaze captured her. “Shall we continue?”

  Callie didn’t hesitate. The primitiveness of their possession, three males on one female, only heightened her need. Body quivering and straining to experience every sensation, she would find stopping now to be unbearable.

  She swallowed, eager to continue. “Yes.”

  Hands claimed her, lifting and carrying her toward the waiting bed. “All prepared for you, my lady.”

  A soft moan escaped her lips. The throb of blood through her veins sounded strongly in her ears, a muffled pulse seeming to entwine with those of the three men surrounding her. For a moment, she felt as though she were rising, expanding toward the ceiling above her head, passing through it to touch the far-flung moons. Her soul fluttered in an invisible breeze, a wraith of energy shimmering as lightly as a snowflake in chilly air.

  Suddenly, her senses shifted and light and sound seemed to fuse, twisting and contorting into an indescribable blending of her pulse and the hot darkness of the heart of the universe. The men she was to embrace were powerful. Endless. Eternal. Wet with desire, hot with aching need, she nearly climaxed right then.

  Her spirit slipped back into its shell, leaving her almost insensible, yet she held onto consciousness with what she was sure must be the last wisps of her strength. Though it seemed hours had passed, in reality only a few minutes had ticked by since her descent to the mattress beneath her back.

  She lay as if blasted by an intense jolt of energy. She wasn’t sure what had happened in that brief moment. It felt as though she’d lost all control of her mind and body.

  Toryn and Cadyn stretched out on either side of her. Guiding her body into position, they stretched her arms up over her head. A series of leather straps circled the bed’s posts. The men expertly bound her, drawing the tethers tight around her wrists and ankles. Spread-eagled across the mattress, she was a prisoner now, unable to escape what was about to happen to her.

  Callie tried to speak, but her command of the language seemed to have deserted her. Her mouth worked soundlessly until a few words tumbled over her lips. “What’s going on?”

  Toryn stroked damp shreds of hair away from her forehead. “The ties will keep you from hurting yourself when we feed.”

  Confusion filled her. “I—I don’t understand. Feed?”

  Cadyn looked to Iollan, who had taken a position at the foot of the bed. “Did you not tell her yet?”

  Iollan guiltily shook his head. “Not yet,” he admitted. “I’m not ready for her to know.”

  Both brothers nodded as if his words were perfectly logical.

  “When?” Toryn asked.

  “Tonight. Tonight she will see the truth. She will know what we are.”

  Again, the twins nodded.

  “She needs to know,” Cadyn said. “Before more of us die.”

  Iollan sighed. “She will. I believe she can help us.”

  “No one has ever helped us,” Cadyn cut in. He glanced at her with new suspicion. “What if she’s like the rest of them?”

  Iollan cut him off. “She’s not. She’s different. I know it.”

  Callie followed their words in bits and pieces. She lay newly tensed, tied between three men and totally unable to help herself. Having heard enough, she tugged against the leather cuffing her wrists. “Hey, guys, I’m still here. Talk to me.”

  Toryn hushed her with a single finger across her lips. “Tomorrow you will know the truth of us.”

  Cadyn stroked his palm across her flat belly. “For tonight, enjoy the pleasure.”

  Callie’s skin rippled in anticipation, the way a cat’s does when awakened from its sleep. A weak smile crossed her lips. Her gaze rolled up, toward her bound wrists. “Guess I don’t have any choice, do I?”

  Iollan climbed onto the bed, positioning himself on his knees between her spread legs. His palms traced the insides of her thighs with a light caress. “We won’t hurt you, Calista,” he reassured her in a husky voice. “Will you trust us?”

  Callie couldn’t look away from his deep, persuasive eyes. She experienced a sense of urgency, of compulsion throughout her body, the ache needing fulfillment at any cost. She shivered. She wanted the three men to lick, suck, and taste every inch of her.

  She shuttered her eyes against the blaze erupting between her spread legs. “What do you want from me?”

  He echoed her earlier answer. “Everything.”

  Body rigid with the tension that crackled through her, she forced herself to swallow the lump forming in her throat. “I’ll try.”

  Iollan tipped his head to one side. His gaze met hers and his mouth lifted into a gentle smile. “Good.”

  Experienced male hands began to caress her arms, shoulders, and breasts. Heart beating, chest rising and falling with each breath, she smelled the clean smell of their skin, which tickled her nostrils.

  Callie closed her eyes, determined to welcome every sensation. “Oh, my,” she gasped through trembling lips when Toryn brushed the soft hollow of her throat with his lips.

  Still dizzied by the lingering effects of the mead, her world started to spin in slow motion. She was barely conscious of Cadyn’s mouth covering one nipple.

  At the same time, Iollan slowly traced the folds of her labia, finger sinking into her softness to find her clit. Each time he flicked the small hooded organ, her insides tightened and a flash of pure heat surged. A flood of creamy juices prepared her all over again for the entry of his cock.

  Whimpering, she squirmed in delighted agony. Her skin felt luminous, glowing and vibrant. With each beat of her heart, the blood pulsed through her veins and her passion grew heated, verging on the point of desperation. It was one thing to be caressed by one man, quite another to be touched by three men at the same time. The instinct of a female seeking—no, needing—a male was never stronger in her than it was now. She luxuriated in their touch, in the rigid flesh pressed so intimately against her bare skin. The heated length of two shafts lay along her hips, searing her with the carnal nudges of molten steel.

  A low, primordial groan rose up from her throat, creeping past her moist, parted lips. Carnal words spilled shamelessly from her mouth. A fervent need was beginning to flay her senses, plunging her into a spiraling abyss, then lifting her high on a sensual current from which she was sure she would never come down.

  Back arching, Callie twisted her wrists against the cruel restraints holding her down. Her tender wrists rubbed against leather bindings bringing a strangely sensual pain that only added to her exquisite torment. Mouth cotton-dry from her rasping breath, she ran her tongue over papery lips. If only one of the men would enter her now, thrust his cock deep inside her waiting depth.

  She growled fiercely. “Please.” Her voice was an arid rasp. “I can’t take much more.” Thighs quivering with tension, she arched her hips toward the finger teasing her wet, swollen nubbin. The need to climax, to slake the desire burning in her soul, was unbearable, threatening to entirely consume her.

  Toryn claimed her mouth. Their kiss was a whisper, a fervid
dance of exploring tongues. He tasted sweet and yeasty, like the rich dark mead he’d consumed. She pressed her mouth against his, her tongue eagerly entering into the duel. The sensations were so intense, surging upward at an incredible rate of speed. She let out a loud moan. The thunder of her heartbeat was so strong she almost felt as if she would pass out from sheer pleasure.

  Toryn’s fingers found and teased a nipple. The nub immediately hardened under his touch. He nibbled her lower lip. Her pulse kicked into high gear, sending erotic signals to every part of her body. “I can’t wait to taste you,” he murmured. “My brother swears you are the sweetest he’s had.”

  A thrill shimmied up her spine. Callie couldn’t wait either. The yearning inside rushed over her with unbearable eagerness. She swallowed, growing hotter by the second. “I want all of you inside me.” The tightening of muscles, the tensing of nerves were wonderful sensations.

  Cadyn kissed the pink tip of her free breast. “And we shall be,” he breathed, between teasing nips at her sensitive skin.

  Moving her hips, Callie moaned when Iollan slipped his fingers inside her, stroking her with an easy slow motion. Increasing the friction, his head dipped and his mouth joined the fray. Kissing the insides of her thighs, his mouth claimed her.

  Losing control, Callie shuddered and started to buck against her restraints. Her wild cries of pleasure bounced off the walls.

  Moving to the head of the bed, Toryn guided his swollen erection toward her mouth. “Do you want this, Calista?” he asked, holding his cock just inches from her lips.

  “God, yes.” Callie opened wide and took him deep, sucking and licking, letting him set the tempo.

  Iollan guided his swollen erection to her creamy sex. He began to tease her with the tip. His cock was long and thick, the plum-ripe crown engorged. He parted her slick labia with his fingers, then slipped inside her waiting sex.

  Callie let out a deep whimper as he pressed past her gently yielding inner muscles. He started to pump, slowly at first, letting the tempo build. Driven by a passion both rhythmic and fierce, he grabbed her hips and slammed into her with full force.

  Callie rocked with the motion, grinding herself against him. Iollan’s fingers dug into her hips with a bruising force as he thrust up inside her, seating his thick shaft deeper inside.

  “Fuck, yes,” she moaned around Toryn’s erection. “Give me the last inch.” Creamy inner muscles tightened around Iollan’s throbbing erection, pulling him in and holding him. The blazing coil of her approaching orgasm tightened her toes.

  Toryn snatched his cock away from her clenching teeth, wrapping his hand tightly around his shaft and dragging it down to the base. His body tensed as his semen erupted from the tip, spurting over her naked breasts.

  Cadyn rubbed it into her skin, scenting her with Toryn’s seed. Bending over, he sucked a nipple into his mouth. “Tastes excellent,” he assured her.

  Callie responded with shivers and jerks. When Cadyn bit down on the tender tip she felt herself losing control and slipping over the edge. A low moan started in her throat. By the time it reached her lips it was a full cry of pure pleasure.

  Iollan stretched out over her, supporting his weight on his outstretched arms. Corded from the effort, the veins stood out on his arms. On top of her, he had total control. He slowed his thrusts, giving her long slow strokes. His gaze burned with an arousing intensity that set her heart afire. “I need you, Calista.” Eyes snapping with electricity, the depths around his irises whirling with a strange glimmering starburst pattern, he focused on her face. He was clearly enjoying watching her take her pleasure. Their lips met briefly, tasting each other.

  Callie released a moan and arched up against him, urging him to drive his shaft deeper. Her inner muscles flexed around him, greedily drawing him in. “I won’t break,” she gasped. “Don’t be gentle.”

  Obeying, Iollan began a circular motion, sheathing his cock as far as their bodies would allow. His balls slapped against her ass, ripe and full, ready to burst. “I can’t hold it much longer.”

  As her desire grew, she became more demanding. “Just a little longer,” she gasped, relishing every inch of his deep penetration. Her hands clenched into fists, fighting the straps around her wrists. God, she longed to tear free and rake her fingernails down his back.

  Suddenly, their positions changed.

  The bonds around Callie’s wrists and ankles suddenly fell away. Lifting her up, Cadyn slid behind her as he lifted her into Iollan’s lap. She was close to climaxing when he parted her ass cheeks. Wet fingers probed her anus, then slipped inside. Callie’s clit throbbed with carnal pleasure as he wiggled his fingers inside. She gasped, releasing a soft groan.

  Toryn slipped behind Iollan, kissing his neck as he held his hips. Mouth gaping open, Callie realized their intent. She and Iollan would be taken by the twins. At the same time! Never in a million years had she dreamed she’d actually watch while three beautiful males of appealing, masculine sex appeal brought each other satisfaction—all at the same time.

  Glancing up she saw Toryn’s eyes narrow into two slits, while Iollan’s closed in anticipation of penetration. Toryn moaned in pleasure and slanted a quick smile at Callie.

  She gulped. The idea of the four of them locked together, sweaty flesh simultaneously gliding into sweatier flesh was absolutely mesmerizing, and she found herself panting all over again with fresh arousal. “Holy shit, this is incredible.”

  Cadyn’s warm breath tickled the nape of her neck. “Easy, Calista,” he whispered. “Giving pleasure to each other is one of the Niviane Idesha’s greatest joys.” His fingers pressed deeper, opening her narrow passage.

  Callie cried out, not from pain but the total pleasure of the sensation. A moment later his finger slid away, replaced with the press of his cock. Her body tensed and she quivered.

  “Relax.” Cadyn pushed, easing his cock up her ass. He was huge. Not big. Not impressive. Huge.

  Callie felt herself open, stretch around him. She gasped as he kept inching up inside. She closed her eyes, fighting not to cry out in protest of the burning sensation filling her. His cock was like a hot iron bar. The deeper he went, the more the pain blazed.

  Thighs pressing against her buttocks, Cadyn stopped, his erection buried to the hilt. His lips brushed the back of her neck. “Damn, that’s deep.”

  Callie gasped out a few unintelligible words, helpless to do anything but surrender. The depth of her passion stunned her as her inner muscles involuntarily gripped his cock. She squirmed against the delicious torment. Now that she had him inside, it was more than pleasurable.

  Cunt and ass completely filled, she could neither give nor take any more. She let out a loud moan, the sound starting from deep in her throat and working its way to her lips, becoming louder with every second. A long slow stream of molten heat coursed through her. Simmering on the edge of orgasm, she closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the sensations of pleasure. She was holding nothing back, demanding as much as she gave.

  The sexes not only seemed to mingle, but merge. Though there was no music, they rocked together in rhythmic slow motion, as if moved by a fantasy orchestra only they heard. Their bodies moved in perfect synchronicity, forming the ideal gestalt of utter pleasure.

  Deep inside her, Iollan slowed his thrusts. His hands slid under her arms, drawing her close. Pressing his mouth to the crux of her neck, he sucked gently at her skin. From behind, Cadyn claimed the other side of her neck. Two sets of teeth grazed her sensitive skin, sending a shiver down her spine. A tiny frisson of sensation coiled through her, an ache she welcomed.

  “Come for us, love,” Toryn coaxed in his slumberous voice.

  She shuddered violently, her lips pressed together as she struggled to make the sensations last just a moment longer. Losing control to the needs of her body, a primeval growl of pleasure broke from her throat. She came with such force, she nearly blacked out from the pure gratification. Her grunts filled the air, her body trembling from th
e force of orgasm. At the same time, the two cocks inside her simultaneously surged. Hot semen jetted into her depths from both sides. The powerful explosion of sensations left her weak and dizzy.

  Shaking with the aftermath of her second orgasm, she floated down slowly. Iollan and Cadyn still suckled at her neck like two kittens at the teat.

  Callie opened sleep eyes, glancing at Toryn. He nuzzled at his brother’s neck. Then, as if sensing her gaze, he slowly lifted his head. The low, undomesticated growl of an animal emanated from his throat. Before her eyes, his face grew contorted, shifting and rearranging in a glowing haze. Seconds later he smiled, baring his teeth. Only they were no longer human teeth. They’d changed.

  Callie’s heart lodged in her throat. Fangs. He had fangs. Two sets of canines on top, one set on the bottom. Six of the sharpest fucking teeth she’d seen in her entire life.

  Toryn’s face filled her vision. The power he radiated enveloped her, kept her silent as blood pumped through her veins, filling her with adrenaline. He gave a devilish grin. “All the better to taste you with, my dear.”

  Two sets of fangs penetrated and her world spun. A spark of pure electricity traveled straight down her spine as a swell of exquisite pain swamped her. Drawn into the heart of a luminescent corona of heat and light, images of the three men twisted in her mind, dizzying her with a series of swirling and sparking tides. She collided with their light, their heat. An exciting, wicked warmth filled her, penetrating her most secret places. Her blood thrummed through her veins, pressing furiously for release.

  Oh, God, if only the ache would ease….

  13

  Callie fought against the snare of sleep refusing to let go of her addled brain. No matter how many times her body shifted, she couldn’t seem to get comfortable.

  The pain, damn it.

  Lost in the strange fog between waking and sleep, she rolled, trying to curl up into a more comfortable position. Some unbreakable object prevented the move. Muttering incoherently, she shifted again. A sharp edge scraped along her ribs. The unexpected sting of fresh pain propelled her back toward the waking world. The fragile mesh of consciousness reattached itself within her brain. Time sped up. The strange disturbing visions haunting her dreams slowly faded.