Maximus ran his palm over her hair. She peered up at him as Gabriel made use of his mouth on her breasts. His cock scrubbed against her folds. Suddenly, she wanted to suck on Maximus’s dick so bad her mouth watered in anticipation.
“Take off your jacket and shirt, Maximus.” She went to work releasing his pants. He made quick work removing his other garments. Digging her fingers beneath the waistband of his slacks, she pushed the material down his legs. His erection sprang free, a spot of moisture beading on the head, and his piercings glinted in the light. Palming the base of him below the stainless steel gracing his cock, she licked the crown as she pumped her hand along his length.
A hiss surfaced from between his teeth, his fangs heavy and longer than she’d ever seen them. She pressed her lips against the head, pulled back the foreskin and met his gaze. “I love you, Maximus.”
She eased him into her mouth, and he gasped with his fingers digging in her hair, as Gabriel caught a nipple between his teeth. In response, she sucked Maximus to the back of her throat.
“Goddamn,” he groaned. Clenching her head in both hands, he held her head motionless as he fucked her mouth in long, slow thrusts, while holding her eyes.
Her tiger lifted his head from her breasts, caught her hips and shifted her at the right angle to impale her on his cock. She gasped around Maximus’s length, her channel quivering around Gabriel. Sameya struggled to catch her breath as Maximus bent over to kiss Gabriel. When their embrace ended, Gabriel said, “Ride me,” before he joined her in the oral play.
Maximus sucked on the fingers Gabriel offered him. Those same digits found their way to her bottom, sliding into her as Maximus’s erection glided down Gabriel’s throat. She whimpered at the sensation of the invasion. A tiny smile on her tiger’s lips said her response pleased him.
She followed the removal of Gabriel’s mouth with her tongue along the underside of Maximus’s length. Together they licked the head, taking turns to swirl their tongue around the pierced crown.
“Enough!” Maximus yanked both their heads back by their hair. “We both want to be inside you when we mate you and come. Any objection?”
She shook her head. “No. I’m ready to belong to you both.”
Taking her hand Maximus drew her to her feet, as Gabriel hooked his fingers in the skirt and tugged. The silk glided down her legs and pooled at her feet. Both men caressed her with their gazes, and then Maximus was guiding her to the bed with Gabriel following.
“Love the fucking shoes,” Gabriel said.
She grinned at the tiger as the vampyr pointed to the bed.
“Sit.” Maximus watched her as she sat on the edge of the mattress.
Unsure of what he planned, she peered up at him. “Here?”
He nodded and went to his knees in front of her, palming her knees to part her thighs. “Do you accept me as your mate, Sameya.”
She touched his jaw. “Yes, Maximus, I accept you as my mate. Do you accept me as yours?” The words sounded so formal even though they weren’t planned.
“Yes.” As she ogled him his fangs elongated and he licked up the inside of her thigh. An inch from her core, he swabbed over the area housing her femoral artery. “My mate, I mark you as mine.”
His teeth buried in her skin, and she cried out at the bliss. The rush of heat his claiming triggered, made her go limp, but Gabriel caught her before she collapsed against the mattress.
The tiger stared into her eyes. “His marking you is the most amazing elation. I know. Embrace it.”
There was nothing else she could do but embrace the sensation. The bliss rendered her powerless, her mind a haze of ecstasy. Moments later, the climax that washed over her left her warm and calm, rather than frazzled and wiped-out as was typical. And the connection with the man was amazing. She had no words to describe it. Only that she could feel him inside her, as if he were a part of her.
Maximus’s fangs retracted, his tongue ran along the wounds, and he rose from between her legs. “Officially mine.” The satisfaction in his eyes triggered every pheromone in her body. He kissed her hard and fast, and then whispered against her lips. “Mine.” He looked at Gabriel. “Your turn.”
He left her to lean against the headboard. He crooked his finger at her. “Come to me, naleah.”
With pleasure. On her hands and knees, she crawled to him. When she neared, Maximus gripped her hips and guided her to straddle his thighs. Without preamble, she accepted his cock to the hilt, his piercings scrubbing the right spots on the way in.
Sameya dropped her head back and moaned at the joy of his thick length submerged deep inside her. She clenched his length with her feminine muscles on the glide up, but relaxed on the thrust down.
“That feels so good.”
“Yes, you do,” he agreed, with his hands on her hips.
The bed shifted and Gabriel moved in behind her. His dick bumped against her backside. “You’re my mate.” Not a question like Maximus’s before he mated her, but rather a claim of ownership. She should’ve known they’d approach the mating differently.
“Yes.” She turned her head to peek at the tiger over her shoulder. “And you’re mine.”
Gabriel kissed her shoulder. “Are you ready to have us both inside you?”
She shivered at the thought and nodded. They’d prepped her for a week with toys and no matter how much she begged they’d refused to take her together. The guys wanted to wait until today, a special moment to introduce her to double penetration. As wound up as they had her libido, she was eager to accept them.
Her tiger placed a hand to her back and pushed her forward against the vampyr’s chest.
Her vampyr nuzzled her neck as her tiger lubed her bottom, pressing his fingers into her. He pumped them, going deeper with each plunge and didn’t stop until she whimpered in need.
He withdrew his digits and moved closer, his thighs hitting the back of her legs. Gabriel placed the broad head of his erection against her anus.
“Relax.” Maximus’s fangs grazed her skin, drawing a fine bead of blood that he licked away.
An appetizer for my mate’s bloody palate.
Gabriel slid his hand up her back and then down to the curve of bottom. Back and forth his palm soothed as he pressed into her slowly. She moaned, her eyes widening as his head breached the tight ring. The minor sting faded, and he eased the rest of the way in effortlessly.
The fullness was more intense than when she’d had the dildos inside her when they fucked her. And it felt so much better. Together they were claiming her, making her theirs.
Panting, she peered at the pride leader over Maximus’s shoulder, his raised dais giving him the best vantage point to watch them on the bed. His wife was giving him head, his hand on the back of her head guiding her. But they meant nothing to her. All that mattered was her vampyr and her tiger were finally mating her.
Her men remained buried deep inside her for a long while, allowing her to adapt to the sensation. Both her guys pulsed and she wanted them to fuck her like they always did, in a frenzied state of desperate need.
Where’d they suddenly come by their control?
Goddess, it was amazing at how full she felt, how complete this moment seemed, and she gloried in the sensations. The mating serenade suddenly burst forth and blanketed the room, surprising her with its strength, but indicating she fully accepted them as hers. The song couldn’t have come at a more perfect moment.
“Never stop singing for us, naleah.” Maximus ran his fangs over her neck. “As one flesh we become united.” His incisors buried into her.
Her tiger adjusted his position slightly, slipping the rest of the way into her until his pelvis pressed against her butt cheeks. She groaned as her ass accepted the widest part of his shaft, embracing the final burn. Leaning over her, he wound her hair in his hand, anchoring her head into a stable position. Maximus’s gentle laps and sucks made her pussy throb. She wanted to demand they fuck her now, but somehow managed to execute patience and allowed them t
o guide the pace, as she always did in the bedroom.
“Your song enthralls me the same way you do, baby.” Gabriel’s lips moved against her shoulder as he spoke. “As one flesh we become united.”
The tiger flexed his hips and his cock left her body. She whimpered wanting him back inside her. No sooner had the thought entered her mind, he thrust back into her ass and with a roar sank his tiger canines into her shoulder.
Sameya gasped at the sudden claiming. Her guys moved in unison, driving into her as one and withdrawing as a unit in perfect synchronicity.
I won’t last. The intensity of them inside her was too much to hold off her climax for long.
The sizzle where their teeth penetrated her indicated the permanency of their mating, and her heart soared with the power of their emotions. The serenade song flourished, and she wouldn’t be surprised to discover fine cracks in the windows afterward. Because of the song, the moans and sighs from the viewers grew louder and rowdier.
“Love you both,” she whimpered over and over again, as a connection between the three of them bonded them permanently. She could feel them. They were part of her and not because they were moving inside her. A piece of them had joined her.
The pride leader pushed his wife to the floor on her hands and knees. His gaze locked on Sameya’s, he released his pants. He tossed his wife’s skirts to her waist and thrust into her from behind. The woman screamed at his penetration.
Closing her eyes, she focused on the plunges of her men. Throbs of pleasure greeted their thrusts in, their drags out, back in…the repetition of the movements turning her breathing erratic. Focused on the sensation of them inside her, she never wanted the moment to end. But she knew her orgasm built. It would be unstoppable with the way her body quivered in anticipation of the release. Soon, she’d come, and she’d be just as helpless to the bliss as she was to impeding it.
Their drives grew stronger, the wet sticky sounds of Maximus’s cock in her wetness evidence of her arousal. Gabriel pounded into her so hard, he knocked her against Maximus and she buried her face against his shoulder. Each of his thrusts was hard enough to elicit a grunt from her.
Her belly burned hot, and her limbs began to tingle. Her breath grew reedy thin as her vision blurred and her song elicited a high-pitched warble. Sameya came, screaming, as if the universe fractured around her. Shaking with her release, she went completely limp against Maximus. Her climax spawned theirs. Maximus was the first to go, groaning loudly against her neck as he spewed deep into her. He sucked hard, imbibing on her blood as he filled her with his semen. Gabriel roared around his teeth in her shoulder, his bite becoming harder as his seed filled her with hot spurts.
Gabriel collapsed, sandwiching her between them, both buried to the hilt inside her. Her song faded with her release, but she had no doubt it’d return often. From all directions soft sighs and moans filtered about the room.
Maximus was the first to retract his teeth, licking the wounds to seal them. Gabriel licked around his teeth, purring as he laved the oozing wounds.
“I love you, naleah,” Maximus whispered against her ear.
Gabriel’s teeth left her shoulder, the hot glide of blood slithered down her collarbone. “I love you, too, baby.”
He withdrew from her ass, and she flinched at the tenderness she hadn’t felt during the sex. Maximus shifted, licking the blood off her skin and sealing the wounds Gabriel created. Sitting up, he brought her with him, his cock still buried deep inside her. He kissed her before kissing Gabriel over her shoulder. Afterward, she angled her head to accept Gabriel’s embrace.
She’d found her future and happiness in taboo kisses. Everyone should be granted the privilege.
“I love you both.” She thanked all the gods for gifting her with two strong males.
Sameya shifted a leg, her heel catching on the silk sheet. Amused when she realized she still wore the stilettos, she laughed as she kissed both her mates.
OTHER BOOKS BY GRACEN MILLER
The Road to Hell series
Madison’s Life Lessons
Pandora’s Box
Hell’s Phoenix
Genesis Queen
Stand Alone Erotica
Fairy Casanova
Elfin Blood
Taboo Kisses
~About the Author~
Gracen is a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society. When not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/football/guitar mom for her two sons and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels and movies, Alabama football and coffee…addictions are not necessarily in order of priority. She is convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and blending coffee and writing together generates the perfect creative merger. Many of her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs.
To learn more about Gracen or to leave her a comment, visit her website at:
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