by James Cox
“No.” I got on all fours and crawled over to him. “Don’t do that. You always do that. It’s like you don’t want us to know anything about you.”
Alexander sighed and was quiet for what seemed like minutes before he finally spoke. “Being a half vampire made me a target.”
“To who?” Aneen asked, her voice shocked.
I had to agree. Who the hell would pick on a being that could run that fast and was that powerful?
“Full vampires.” He whispered as if he was, almost as if he was afraid. “I could walk in the sun and they were stuck in the darkness of night. It’s true what they say, the sunlight burns their skin. I’d spend all day in the sun because the mountains were always so fucking cold. My human mother died giving birth to me and my father walked into the sunlight to burn soon after. He couldn’t live without her so he left me. I was raised by his vampire clan.” He glanced at me. “You think human children are bad. Imagine them with fangs and speed. I learned very quickly about pain and hate.” He shifted a bit, like talking about this made him physically uncomfortable. “I was a teenager when it happened. They said … they said they could smell the sunlight on my skin.” His hands curled into fists. “They ripped my neck open and drank me. I remember laying there on that cold snow and seeing it turn red. It was almost … beautiful.”
Dullahan’s dick. I swallowed hard and grabbed his hand, squeezing his fist.
“Don’t pity me!” Alexander yelled before surging to his feet. “I don’t want your fucking pity. I’m not a victim, don’t you see that? I’m the killer. I fought them—children—I fought them with fangs and all the hate I had. I killed them. Six children. Dead. Sucked of blood and left them in the open so when the sun rose they’d turn to ash.”
It was Aneen who walked between us and hugged Alexander. She held him tight and he seemed to bring those walls around himself back down.
“One of their fathers found me and threw me off the fucking mountain.”
I flinched.
“I bounced and skidded and broke more bones than I knew I had. I managed to crawl to a cave to die in peace when I found Kierce. He never told me what happened to him. He was just as broken as I was. This tall, blond boy that tried to kill me despite him leaking blood all over the cave floor. I drank his blood, healed the worst injuries and then gave him my blood to heal him. We hobbled down those mountains together. I don’t think Kierce had many friends—fuck it, neither did I, but we haven’t killed each other yet. That’s something.”
Aneen buried her head against his chest. “Why is it childhood is never as sweet as it’s supposed to be?”
Alexander took her face in his hands and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “That’s life. Life is bloody and brutal and if you’re lucky, you find someone to help fight off the nightmares.”
“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard,” she whispered.
Alexander pushed a few wayward strands of blonde hair behind her ear. “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.”
Smooth.
“And seen.” Alexander brushed his fingers over Aneen’s dress, pushing the material over her shoulder. It slid off, obviously not made for her body. The upper swell of her breast looked tantalizing in the growing starlight. He lazily slid his fingertips over that plumpness. “Did you know, whenever you show even a hint of this flesh, Stefen’s cock gets hard?”
I felt my cheeks heat.
Aneen nibbled on her lower lip and lifted her gaze to me.
“I saw them once, when we were younger.” I had never, ever admitted this to anyone. It was my own secret pleasure for most of my life. “You were talking with the mermaids when you thought you’d slipped out of the house unseen.” I slowly stood up. My dick was getting stiff as Alexander suggested. “You tipped forward and fell right over the edge of the cliff.”
“I… I remember that.” Her eyes widened. “That was when they taught me to swim.”
I nodded. “I almost jumped in after you, but then you were kicking your feet and trying to mimic them.”
“I was hiding in a tree.” I admitted, slightly ashamed. I had spied on her instead of guarding her. It was the only time I ever slacked in my duties. “I was going to help you, but you laughed and the sound…” I closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the memory and then opened my eyes to stare at my princess. “You sat on that small sandy area completely drenched, talking to mermaids like it was the most natural thing in the world.”
“They were my friends.”
“And you looked so beautiful with your hair wet and your dress clinging to your skin.”
“I took it off.”
I grinned. “The next thing I knew you were peeling off your dress and started to swim around with them.” I licked my lips. “That was the first time I’d ever seen your breasts and I was smitten. I was obsessed with them. With you.” I was in front of her now, staring at her breast as they swelled with each of her quick breaths. “You were the only thing I could think about.”
Aneen blushed hard. “Stefen … I knew. I knew you were there.”
Chapter Four
My head jerked up and our eyes locked. “What?”
“One of the mermaids spotted you and pointed. I was feeling bold. I was feeling lonely and I thought I was in love with you.” Aneen took a soft step forward and placed a kiss on the corner of my mouth. “And now I know, I am in love with you.” She grinned shyly. “Both of you.”
Alexander kissed the other side of my mouth, his tongue sliding along the seam to tease me. “Spying on young ladies with their dresses off. You should be ashamed of yourself.” He grinned. “That’s something I’d do.”
I scoffed. I reached out and tugged the rim of that peasant dress down so both her breasts were freed. Her little pink nipple was hard and I flicked it once with my finger. Alexander suddenly kissed her neck and slid the other side of the dress down her arms. Her chest was exposed to the cooling night air and those perfect buds stiffened. I bent and took one in my mouth. I sucked it, gently. Aneen moaned, but Alexander caught the sound with a kiss. I skimmed the bud with my tongue and rasped my teeth over the tip. Her hand caught up in my hair and pushed me closer.
“Tell him you like that,” Alexander whispered. “Tell Stefen how much you like it when he sucks those pretty nipples of yours.”
She moaned and gripped my hair harder.
I opened my mouth wider and took as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. Sucking and swirling my tongue in abstract designs on her skin. When I left that bud, it tightened as the cold air met warm flesh. I moved to her right nipple, using my hand to cover it and then my fingers to tease. Pinches, squeezing, plucking, all gently.
“Stefen.” Alexander lifted my head with a finger under my chin. “You keep doing that and her legs are going to give way.”
I nodded and straightened, but Dullahan’s dick, could I suck on her breasts longer. Hell, I could do it all night, savoring their softness and the way her breaths hitched.
“Aneen, drop your dress for us?” He asked, taking my hand so we both stepped back from her. “Let us see you in the moons’ light.”
She looked so awkward and shy as she squished her bottom lip between her teeth. Aneen shimmied out of the peasant dress and the flimsy cloth fell to the ground around her feet. She stood before us naked and I could only stare at her sheer beauty. From the blonde hair around her shoulders framing her face to the perky breasts. One nipple was red from my earlier attention. Her stomach was flat and the curve of her hips flared out. She had full-bodied thighs and between them … between them lay the blonde curls that I longed to touch.
“Open your legs.” Alexander kept his hand in mine.
Aneen took a shaky breath and spread her legs. We’d been together, the three of us, twice now and still she looked so nervous. I wanted to pull her into my arms and hold her until we were both too pent up to stand it.
Alexander turned to me, letting go of my hand to pull my shirt
over my head before doing the same to himself. He pushed at my pants and my shaft sprung free like a branch freed from a snare. He peeled his own pants off and I wasn’t surprised to find his cock in the same state. We were both hard and ready, but I also just enjoyed standing there staring at them. They were both a gift, a sensual, sexy gift. “Aneen.” Alexander said it softly. “I want you to lay on the sand, open your legs as wide as you can. Slide your hand between your legs and touch yourself.”
“T-touch myself?”
I swear I almost lunged at her. My dick was already rock hard and now he wanted to stimulate us more. Was he trying to torture all three of us?
Aneen moved to her knees, which nearly made me moan, and then laid on the sand. Her legs were still closed. Alexander lowered to all fours. I was quick to follow. We knelt there, in the sand, under the starlight as Aneen slowly spread her legs. She said, “I don’t know what to do.”
“You never pleasure yourself?” I asked, surprised.
“I was never alone.” She lifted her head. “In the bath,” Aneen blushed. “In the bath I would linger when I cleaned between my legs, but that was nothing like what you two made me feel.”
“We’ll show you,” Alexander whispered. He reached over and laid a hand on my thigh. “Hand between your legs,” he said.
She laid back and rested her hand above those blonde pubic curls.
“Take two fingers and slide them between your pussy lips.” Alexander spoke as his own hand slid higher up my thigh.
Aneen gasped.
I could see why. She had touched her clit. Aneen rubbed it again and another soft moan filled the air.
“Keep rubbing that spot, Aneen.” Alexander coached her. “Over and over. Don’t stop.”
She rubbed her clit in front of us, for us, and her body began to thrash on the sand. Her hips thrust in the air and her fingers moved faster. When Aneen came, she gave this soft moan and an even weaker sigh.
“Now take one finger and put it inside,” Alexander ordered.
“You’re killing me,” I muttered.
He answered by wrapping his hand around my shaft.
My head fell back and stars filled my vision as pleasure swam along my nerves. He was giving me lazy strokes, not enough to get me off, and I returned my gaze to Aneen. She hesitated for a moment and then eased her finger into her pussy.
“Does it feel good?” Alexander asked.
“Yes.” The word was on a breath.
“Add another finger.” He urged.
She did.
I watched in dazed silence as she slid her fingers in and out. “I have to taste her.” I was going to start drooling in a second. How dignified and guard-like would that be? Alexander let go of my cock and I crawled between Aneen’s legs. She was still fingering herself as I pressed kisses along her inner thigh. “Let me taste you.” I whispered so low I had no idea if she heard me, but suddenly she was pulling her fingers out. That beautiful pussy was before me. All mine. All ours. I licked her clit first, just probing with my tongue. Her legs fell open and I scooted closer. I swirled my tongue along each lower lip and then dipped inside her. She tasted sweet and the sounds she made were intoxicating. I mimicked what she’d done with her fingers, only with my tongue. Sliding it in and out, slowly.
Alexander pressed a kiss on my neck then my shoulder. His hands slithered along my spine only to be followed by his lips.
I shifted my mouth to her clit and suckled it gentle. Aneen let out a sharp hiss and then her hands were in my hair, urging me closer. I chuckled, enjoying the way she let loose and craved what I was doing to her. The grin died when Alexander kissed my butt cheeks. First the left and then the right. I licked at Aneen’s hole again, sliding inside just as Alexander parted my cheeks and blew a breath against my puckered entrance. A shiver ran through my body. This was going to be intense. I had a feeling it might just make my heart seize up.
“Stefen. Please.” Aneen begged softly in that utterly feminine voice.
I was unable to resist her. Unwilling, too. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked a bit harder. My tongue slid back and forth until she cried out. Aneen came, her hands pushed at my head. Her hips thrust upward and my name was a whisper from her lips.
That’s when Alexander slid his tongue along my hole.
I jerked my hips forward and away from him.
His dark, almost wicked chuckle echoed. He skimmed his tongue back over my hole, probing it carefully before licking my balls.
I groaned against Aneen’s thigh and kissed her.
His thumb breeched me, pressing inside forcefully and filling.
It felt so good. I couldn’t have possibly found a better fantasy than Aneen before me and Alexander behind me. My breath was quick and shallow as Alexander fingered me. I returned my mouth to Aneen, my tongue dipping inside, tasting her. She was wet from orgasm and I lapped at her like she was the sweetest treat in Otherworld. To me she was.
Alexander used two fingers inside me, pressing deep and using his tongue on my balls.
I pressed my lips against Aneen’s thigh to keep from begging. I wanted to be fuller, wilder and the only way for me to be that free was with Alexander inside me. I groaned when three fingers pressed inside my ass. I was blind as I dragged my lips between Aneen’s legs.
Alexander kissed my spine and added his tongue to the probing fingers.
I sucked on Aneen’s pussy lips, first one then the other. My whole body was tense from the pleasure of everything. Too much was going on for me to focus on one touch. I found Aneen’s clit and sucked. It was harder than I should have. I wanted to be gentle with her, but Alexander had slid his fingers free and pressed the tip of his dick against me.
“Stefen!” Aneen yelled as she came again. Her entire body stiff and her hips thrust upward. She was trapping my head between her hands and her pussy. Honestly, there was not a single complaint from me in this position.
Then Alexander slid inside me. His cock head stinging my newly pierced hole.
That burn felt amazing even as the hint of pain rose. I breathed hard against the soft curls above Aneen’s pussy. She was catching her breath, languid as she fell from the ecstasy. My pleasure was just beginning. Alexander was behind me, between my legs, his dick stabbing me. The deeper he went the more it hurt and I became aware of just how quickly that turned into pleasure.
“Stefen,” he whispered, leaning over me. His hands were on my hips, his chest against my back. “I want to watch her come again as I shove my cock inside you.”
Both Aneen and I groaned.
I went back to her clit, sucking gently as Alexander slid more of his length inside me. I was already feeling full and the pain was bordering intense.
“Suck her.” Alexander hissed the words.
I flicked my tongue over the perfect spot and she came again. Aneen screamed for us and Alexander thrust all the way inside me. I gasped in pain. Pain. Pleasure. Oh, so much pleasure. I squeezed around him and pressed kisses along Aneen’s thighs. He slowly pulled out and I couldn’t stop calling out his name.
Aneen was motionless underneath me, watching us with hooded eyes.
I slid my thumb inside her and her eyelids fluttered shut. I fingered her just as Alexander invaded me. In and out. We found a rhythm, both quick and intense. I felt the rush of pleasure as the man moved against my back, moved inside me. I was sloppy licking Aneen, half sucking, half sliding my lips over her pussy. She squirmed beneath me. My thumb was still lodged inside her when she pressed her hips up and I licked her clit.
“Stefen!” Her voice carried, the scream high pitched and no doubt that of an overwhelmed lover.
I wasn’t far behind her. Alexander was really working my ass now. His dick thrusting in and out. His breath rushed over my shoulder and his fingers dug into my hips. He grunted, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. Pain flared followed by so much pleasure that I cried out. “I need… I need…” I couldn’t finish.
Alexander yanked out of
me and then flipped me over like I weighed nothing at all. He lifted my legs into the air and shoved inside me all the way.
So full. So good. So much. Needed more. Thoughts were scattered in my head.
“Aneen.” Alexander reached out to her.
She took his hand, needing help to move, she was so boneless from pleasure. She laid over my stomach and wrapped her delicate hand around my shaft.
I was a goner.
Alexander thrust into me, his cock a damn weapon the way he wielded it. Aneen wrapped both her hands around my dick and stroked me.
The storm clouds broke inside me. I came. Hard. The hardest I’d ever come in my entire life. My hips bucked and Alexander kept slamming his shaft inside me. I spewed cum on her hands, my stomach, even Alexander. I collapsed in the sand when the orgasm began to fade. Alexander still went at my ass like it was his only goal in life. He pounded into me as Aneen snuggled beside me. Sweat beaded all three of us. The stimulation of Alexander inside me was almost too much and then he roared out his orgasm. He slammed into me too hard, making me wince. His grip on my legs tightened and dare I say, bruised my skin. I didn’t care one bit. He was gasping when he eased his cock from my ass. Alexander fell, rather than lay, beside me.
“Dullahan’s dick,” he muttered between harsh breaths.
“My heart’s beating so fast.” I said. It was a wild, erratic thumping in my ears.
Aneen laid on my chest, listening.
Slowly the sounds of our heavy gasps started to fade. We laid there naked and satisfied. The air held the hint of sex, a musky smell that made me want to stay here forever. Too bad we had a war to win. My gaze shifted to the night sky and stars above. There were two moons in the sky. Big and bright, pale as Aneen’s skin. They rose over us as the fire crackled. As our body temperatures dropped, the warmth from the flames was a blessing. My cock was softening. I curled my hand over Aneen and lazily pet her nipples. I really was obsessed with her breasts.
“Do you know the story of our two moons?”
I did, but I loved the way she told it.