“I want to extend an invitation to you,” he said and she could sense the mischief and adventure to that statement.
“I’m listening,” was all she said as she hopped down from the ledge and made her way to the neighboring aisle. She wanted to pick something to read. Reading had been one of her favorite pastimes as a child and that had changed as she grew older. With a mountain of wealth just lying here, she had all intentions of making use of them.
He didn’t answer her and she left it alone, feeling like it was definitely better to let some sleeping dogs lie. But he didn’t answer because he had a more convincing way of extending the invitation.
As she looked at the books she felt his hand slipping around her waist from behind, and stiffened at the suddenness of it. She had not even heard his footsteps as he came up behind her.
He pressed into her and she could feel his erection through his pants, and as his hands moved up her mid-section to squeeze her breasts she moaned involuntarily.
“Come to dinner at my place tonight,” he whispered in her ear, as he stepped up to her back and pulled her in against him. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel, willing herself to walk away but wanting every bit to stay.
He gently nibbled her lobe and the soft scratch of his beard against her neck sent shivers down her spine, as his hands wasted no time in cupping her breast. He dipped his lips to her neck trailing kisses from her pulsating jugular down her naked shoulders and back.
“Are you going to be cooking?” She was surprised at the invitation since no one she knew had ever been to the Maynard mansion. There was myth that if you went there you never came back. But Emma knew not all of that was true because the Maynards didn’t live together though they had a colossal family mansion. They each had their separate houses and she had a feeling that Luke was not inviting her home to meet the family. He had already taken a mate for that.
His mate, what about him?
“I don’t cook but I have people who will, so is that a yes?” he whispered in her ear as his hands gently and slowly rolled her dress up. She wanted to resist him too, but could find no strength to so she let him have his way- she wanted him to have his way. She slowly turned to face him and stared into his dark and stormy eyes as his hands had finally found their way beneath her dress to the pantyhose she wore.
“What about your mate?” she asked, addressing the elephant in the room. She half expected him to pause and give her some reason or explanation, but what she got surprised and made her hot at the same time.
His finger ripped into her pantyhose and he whispered heavily against her neck, “He would love to have you too.”
For some strange reason the second of the two meanings that statement had, drove her wild with lust, as he gripped her and pressed his groin into her. She wanted him just as much too and reached to stroke his erect dick through his pants as her other hand freed his belt buckle.
And as their lips met and his fingers wrapped around her thick thighs, she hoped that sex was also on the menu for the night. She slipped her hand into his boxers and released his cock, the heat of her palm touching his manhood for the first time and she enjoyed every inch of the skin she felt. She gripped him and slowly stroke back and forth while his fingers pulled her lace panties to the side.
His lips lowered to her neck and as he easily lifted her off her feet, she positioned his dick to enter her as he slammed her against the bookshelf.
She let loose a primal moan that spoke of the pleasure the pain of his entrance brought her, and as he slowly thrust in and out of her she met each thrust with a plea for more. This was no love making, and it was not love making that she craved or wanted. She wanted to be fucked and he gave her exactly that.
With each thrust she could feel her climax building and the muscle of her pussy clenched and shudder with the promise of an earth shattering climax. In a matter of minutes they could hold back no longer and he gave one hard thrust into her, groaning from the pit of his stomach in satisfaction as she threw her head back and could not hold back the scream that escaped her.
She could feel his cock burying his seed deep inside her as it pulse its satisfaction and they stayed that way until their breathing slowed with Anne of the Green Gables staring down at them with stern reprimand from its perched two shelves up.
Luke slowly eased her down to the floor, his cock still buried deep inside her and growing erect again, but the sound of the library door opening warned them that they could not continue. As the heels of the shoe walked towards them they fixed themselves up and sunk to the floor with two books as if they had been reading all along.
Chapter 5
Luke left her satiated on the couch of the library an hour later and when she could manage to, she got up and booked herself into the hotel a few doors down. She sat in the Jacuzzi and thought about the earth shattering sex he had just given her and felt like one of those skanks people used to speak about in high school because she wanted nothing more than to know if his mate was anything like him.
She remembered the tone of Luke’s voice when he had spoken, and two hours later as he drove her up through the winding roads to his mansion hidden in the hills she looked forward to her night. On one hand she couldn’t believe she was hooking up with Luke and on the other the fact she was considering a threesome.
The big secret surrounding why no one knew his mate was a mystery she was sure she wanted to solve, but the secret made it that much more erotic.
As he opened the door to let her out, a pair of red eyes glowed from a window on the second floor.
“What is his name?” she asked Luke, who placed a gentle hand on her back.
“I do not know, because he never says, but I call him Daemon.”
She was struck by that revelation and the chosen name hinted at some amount of savagery and created an image of hell in her mind. Again that did nothing to scare her, she was even more intrigued.
“He won’t hurt you,” Luke said to her as they made their way into the house.
In the foyer stood two maids and a butler ready to receive them and she felt like she was about to step into the pages of an old Victorian romance. As they walked them to where she could smell the sweet scents of fried chicken she turned and smiled at Luke.
“I have seen you devour fried chicken and hot dogs every day for months, it was only befitting.”
She laughed and turned back toward the table, where a man moved forward out of the shadows of the hallway.
The sight of him took her breath away and without question her womanhood responded to the image of him. She had never felt desire the way she did now and just like that it was gone.
“I am Daemon,” he said and she could hear his thick Romanian accent. She lost the ability to speak and could only look at the black tribal tattoos that marked the length of his bare torso and the white hair that flowed down to the middle of his back with fiery streaks of red. His eyes were almost cloudy white with slits for pupils that glowed green, slowly turning red as the desire once again ignited in her.
In that moment she knew what he was and why no one had ever managed to see him.
He was but a myth to the supernatural world. He was neither wolf, tiger, bear nor vampire- he was a mix of them all.
The books called him Groak, but she much preferred the blasphemous whisper of Daemon against her lips.
Luke stepped up behind her and whispered in her ear, “We both chose you.”
She had no idea what that meant but as they led her up the stairs, hunger forgotten and carnal desires taking over, she knew she wanted nothing more than to be wanted by them.
Candles lit the stairs going up and she remained silent her mind on what was to come. As Daemon lowered his lips to hers at the foot of a bed too big to be called a bed, Luke undid the zipper to her dress. Daemon’s hands roamed down her curves and he lowered his head as fangs extended and sunk into her neck. The sheer pleasure of it caused her to moan out loud as she was lifted onto the bed.
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Daemon finished taking her dress off and trailed kisses down her stomach as Luke stepped up behind and roughly pulled his pants down. Daemon crawled onto the bed lowering himself over her and whispered in her ear.
“Gentle or hard?”
She was even more aroused at the fact that he gave her a choice. “Take me any way you want to,” she responded. Her heels were taken off her feet and the lacy underwear she wore was gently pulled to the side as he bent her legs to accommodate him. She looked between her legs as he lowered his lips to taste her pussy, his tongue slowly sliding along her wet slit until his mouth latched on to her clitoris and he sucked gently. As she opened her mouth to moan in pleasure, Luke climbed onto the bed beside her and slowly eased his cock into her mouth.
Daemon’s mouth left her pussy and she would have protested it had Luke not been slowly driving his cock in and out of her mouth. As Daemon’s lips found her nipples she lowered her hand to her clit and Daemon’s fingers followed her, exploring her pussy gently rubbing up and down. In the moonlight that slipped in through the open windows he lifted his face with blood red eyes and smiled at her as he took his fingers coated with her juices to his lips and then leaned in to kiss her. His tongue snaking out to lick the shaft of Luke’s cock that was going in and out of her mouth.
Daemon positioned himself between her legs, and she opened them to accept him as he rubbed his cock up and down her slit. And as she moaned in pleasure Luke pulled out of her mouth and walked to position himself behind Daemon.
Emma nearly came at the sight of him slowly entering Daemon from behind as Daemon slowly entered her. He filled her and then gently started thrusting into her, Luke’s cock filling him as he eased out of her each time.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt Daemon’s fangs again at her throat and this time he bit into her and pulled out of her just as she was about to orgasm. She moaned with the pleasure of it and screamed in utter frustration.
“Not yet,” he whispered in her ear, as she felt her thick legs being pulled further apart and Luke now positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy. As he gently squeezed his cock in alongside Daemon’s she felt herself being stretched to extents she did not know was possible and she enjoyed every bit of the pain that came with the pleasure. Above her Daemon’s eyes closed with the feel of Luke’s cock against his and as Luke entered Daemon lay flat on top of her.
Luke thrust in and out of her, each plunge he took sending her and Daemon closer to the edge. Daemon breathed heavily against her neck rocking back and forth with Luke’s movements and rubbing his groin against her clit at the same time.
Emma lifted her legs giving them both more access to fuck her into oblivion and each her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she felt the double orgasm building. With one last powerful thrust Luke emptied himself in her and she cried out as the orgasm hit. Daemon’s movements became frenzied against her clitoris as she climaxed again, gripping his ass and bucking up against him as he too emptied his seed into her.
She swooned in and out of consciousness as waves after waves of pleasure rolled over her.
Luke collapsed beside her and Daemon did not move.
“You will always be ours,” Luke whispered in her ear, and she turned her face to his for a deep passionate kiss while her fingers caressed Daemon who responded by thrusting into her again.
Emma reached a hand between Luke’s legs and gripped his hardening cock as she opened her legs to Daemon who was fucking her slowly. Luke’s hands covered hers as her tightened her grip on his shaft and massaged it up and down slowly.
Emma was well aware of what this all meant and she didn’t want it to ever stop.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” she whispered against his lips as she opened her legs and urged him back to his previous position. As he sank into her again, she kissed Daemon passionately, and lost herself in the fact that she had willingly submitted herself to the desires and will of two powerful men, monsters, lovers and human in their own right. And as they fucked her senseless, she looked forward to the twists and turns in her story that were sure to follow.
Two Shades of Vampire
Bisexual Ménage Paranormal Romance
Chapter 1
Zach darkened his doorway as he looked down on the slowing streets of Sacramento below him. Thick, hardy trees surrounded their expansive log house nestled on the mountainside. It was nature that had entranced him to go outside. His friend, Mikol, was supposed to be there at any moment. But he hadn’t shown his face just yet.
He picked up the phone to call his best friend, his lover, his mate and his partner. Mikol was all of those things to him and would continue to be for a long as they lived. And they had intended for that to be a very long time, unless the rival vampire circle were successful in their plans. They had been trying for the last twenty-two years.
The thought made him worry instantly, he picked up the phone to call him,
“Hey, I was just about to call you.”
Mikol answered on the first ring and immediately went about giving orders,
“Baby, I am trying to get the room set up for the meeting tomorrow. I’m sorry, I’ll be a little late.”
Zach smiled, knowing that would have happened from the get go. Technically, they were vampires, but they employed humans who often took a millennia to get jobs completed.
“I’ll meet you at The Crown,” Zach said.
He was referring to their favorite hotel downtown. They worked very hard and tried to play just as hard. Real estate showings and open house invitations often made them work late. However, more recently they had been prowling for a new mate and The Crown had become a regular stop for them.
They agreed on a time and Zach hung up. He picked up the bags he’d packed some time ago and headed out. Just when he got to the foot of the hill, a ravenous hunger overwhelmed him. It served as a staunch reminder of its very existence, he knew he needed to feed. As he arrived at the hotel, he considered the sexy receptionist as a somewhat compelling option. But he preferred far less conspicuous meals, so he left his bags at the front and went to the club a couple blocks over.
The music wasn’t his style, he preferred the old classics to the rapid lyrical reciting of the hip hop that was playing. Nevertheless, he made good use of it because were too high or drunk to care about a vampire was milking away their life source. The added bonus was that the drugs humans took and the diseases that plagued them could do no harm. He was impartial to where he fed, unless he could mix a bit of pleasure with pain.
As dancers pushed him this way and that, he moved around. He stood behind a random young woman higher than a private jet. She was dancing wholly out of time to the music. He pulled her in closer him and she naturally rested her head on his shoulder. He quickly was turned on as he glanced down the front of her t – shirt. He watched on as the surface of her skin pulsated with every beat of her heart.
He found her to be so delectable that he slowly sank his fangs into her neck. As the blood hit the back of his throat. his eyes blazed red with the pleasure of the feed.
“Save me some,” a voice said behind him called out.
And when he turned his head to see, he was looking into the eyes of Gabriel. He was his right hand man. Zach and Mikol were the oldest vampires in the area. Older than all others by no less than two hundred years. As such their position, was one of leadership. It had come to fruition when they moved into town six years prior. The rival clan had been terrorizing the city. They returned every fifty years or so. The stronger two were not about to let it continue.
He turned the girl over to Gabriel who would no doubt drain her dry. Whereas he believed in leaving them with just enough strength to make it home. Gabriel was quite the opposite. He met the vampire centuries before, unsure whether Gabriel was simply unable to exercise control or just bat shit crazy. The jury was still out. Little did he know that it was worse than anticipated. He refused to restrain himself.
Zach p
ulled another girl into him and again began to feed. He was enjoying the way the woman’s curves rolled against his cold grey skin. As his erection stood up with the swiveling of her hips, his hand slowly moved up her body to cup her breast. He was unbelievably turned on as he sank his teeth in her throat. She pricked her skin making her squirm with pain and then moaned with pleasure as her life slipped out from her.
“I have always heard a vampire’s bite was the most erotic thing,” she said and Zach pulled his fangs from her neck in surprise, “now I know it is for sure.”
He spun her to face him with the intention of breaking her neck. He was not one who liked his secret being found out without him giving permission for it to be so. His intentions were stimulated as he looked into the oddly yellow eyes that looked back at him. At first he thought it was just the club lights playing tricks on him, but it was not.
As her eyes pulled him in, her lips invited him to taste her once more. But it was her hands that convinced him that maybe, just maybe, he had found what he and Mikol had been searching for - a mate.
Her elegant fingers raised to touch his face and trace a path along the contours of his lips. He had tasted her so he knew she was human, but the warmth and fearlessness with which she touched him made him smile.
“Hi, I am Chaiyan,” she said.
She smiled back at him. Any normal human would have assumed that they needed to speak several hundred decibels higher to be heard over the music, but she spoke as softly as she felt comfortable doing, knowing that his exceptional hearing could pick her heart beat out of the crowd. He was sure to hear her words.
“Are you here alone?” he asked her.
He had ignored the fact that maybe she had been expecting him to give his name as well. She stepped in closer and kissed him on the lips. He took that as an emphatic yes.
Chapter 2
Zach took his cell phone out and sent Mikol a message:
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