“You are enjoying what I am doing to you, no doubt.”
She swallowed nervously. Shook her head in denial. Nodded in her mind.
“I have trained long and hard to use my mind to warm the heart of a Crystal Clan vampiress. Come, let us make love and not the war that must run through your veins against us. You belong to us now.”
Despite the confidence in his voice — the knowledge he was right — she forced herself to be defiant. Squaring her shoulders, she spat in his face, hitting him in the left cheek. He did not so much as flinch.
“Go fuck yourself, vampire,” she managed to say before the sizzling warmth of his eyes reined her in. Immediately, she noticed he hadn’t quite mastered the art of mesmerizing, as he’d just said. When he spoke, the power of it lessened. If she could keep him talking, she could stall the inevitable. For she had heard the whispering that when a dominant Warrior, or in this case, two dominant Warriors, fucked a female vamp, she would never be the same.
Already, she felt different. Aside from the spectacular fever burning through her, her own dominance began to wane. Mercy, she wanted him to take her. For both of them to take her. To do with her what they wished. She wanted them to fuck her, to make love to her. To love her.
Megan blinked at that realization. Surely she was stronger of mind and body?
It was then that he lowered his head, the brute, and melted his mouth over hers like a steel band of luscious heat. Sizzling sensations grabbed her. Had she not been ensnared in his embrace, she would surely have collapsed.
One kiss. That’s all it took for him to kill her self-control. To build such a wanton need that only two magnificent well-hung males could diffuse.
Chapter Three
Fire and lust ripped through Zane while he watched his older brother kiss the female. He fought for control as her irresistible spicy scent splashed around him in seductive waves, tangling through his system, snapping his nerve endings to alert mode, and despite his internal fight, he couldn’t help but reach out and touch her bare wrist. Such delicate, silky skin. He could feel the frantic pulse there. The hot throb of blood slamming through her veins.
He could feel his own pulse beat with the same excited rhythm, and his blood boiled as he listened to her sexy whimpers as Megan succumbed to Christian’s kisses. The ache to dominate her and to fuck her lashed his senses, and the urge to kiss her burned so brightly and intensely that awareness of their intoxicating arousals shifted through his body in crushing waves.
As if Christian were reading Zane’s mind, and his need for her, he maneuvered his big body slightly away from her and to the side, his free hand dropping to the hem of her top, lifting her hide cloth until a luscious, curvy bare breast was revealed.
Zane’s fangs dropped in visual sensory overload. He growled in appreciation at the erotic sight. Her breast looked plump, smooth and creamy, her nipple large and pink and suckable. Perfection.
With wicked intent, Zane’s blood poured through the length of his shaft, engorging and stretching his cock to such a new thickness, he swore he’d never felt so big and so heavy.
“My brother loves viewing your breast.” Christian was breathing so roughly now after breaking the kiss that he sounded as if he’d been running a furious marathon. The female’s eyes fluttered open and Zane’s breath halted at her spectacular blue glaze. Megan looked drugged with lust and her gleaming white fangs were dropping past her lips in arousal. He did not need physical affirmation to tell him she wanted to be touched and taken. Her elongating fangs and her glazed look told him she wished to be pleasured and ravished.
Zane would make her wait for what she yearned.
Instead, he lifted her wrist to his mouth and gently pressed his lips against her silky flesh. Her pulse pounded even faster now. He moved his mouth up along her inner arm, scraping his fangs gently along her tender flesh, creating two long, thin parallel scratches where her blood bubbled. She moaned as he licked the warm crimson liquid.
Sweet heaven splashed over his taste buds and his knees buckled at the powerful punch her blood invoked as it made its way through his system.
“Tell him you want him to take your nipple into his mouth,” Christian whispered against her full ripe mouth.
Her lips parted and Zane could hear her breathing just as roughly as Christian. “Take…it…please. Take…me…” she whispered in a throaty voice.
Zane nearly lost control at her last two words.
“That’s right, female. Tell Zane what you want from him. Tell us what you want and we will do whatever you command.”
She trembled as she blinked at Zane. She seemed to be combating her emotions, debating whether to give in to her lust or to continue fighting it.
“Before I do anything, she must be prepared,” Zane replied. He couldn’t believe how thick and aroused his voice sounded. Couldn’t believe how wonderful his body felt at having her so near to him.
Christian’s eyes sparked at Zane’s words and he kissed the side of the female’s lush mouth. “He’s right, female. We need to prepare you. For both of us.”
She gasped at his last sentence, her eyes widening with understanding. But she didn’t say anything.
“Get what is required,” Christian instructed Zane, who was already halfway to their rucksacks on the other side of the rock face, which Megan had been pushed up against.
Quickly, Zane rummaged through his pack, found the items he was looking for and headed back to Christian and their soon-to-be Queen.
It still amazed him as to how sexually attracted he was to a female he’d never met until just a few minutes earlier. But he was a vampire, and he knew to follow his instincts, despite Seer’s dire prediction this female would be bad for the Empire.
His instincts had screamed at him, telling him she was the right female the instant he and Christian had smelled her scent in her sire’s Austrian Alps cabin weeks ago. Just as his brother had known she was the one for him too and despite Seer’s dire warnings, their need for Megan Darksky had only increased over the weeks.
When he returned, they were both breathing hard and rough, their mouths flushed and swollen beneath the silver rays of the moonlight. Obviously Christian had taken liberties with her again while he’d been gone. Zane couldn’t blame his brother. She was a prize fit for two Kings.
As Zane laid the items on a nearby rock shelf, Megan looked at him with both fear and exhilaration. She trembled as she saw the items and lust flared harder in her blue gaze.
Good. The trembling and the awareness of what they intended to do to her would heighten her senses. Would make her arousal more intricate. Would make her climax sharper and make her mind shatter with satisfaction. Once they fucked her, she would know there were no others for her.
She would stay with them.
Amazing that Megan wanted this. That she hadn’t fought harder against them. She probably sensed they wanted her as their mate. That they belonged together. Forever.
Zane could see her nipple was tight and pert, her breast swollen and ripe for his touch. He wanted to touch her. To take her nipple into his mouth, but first he wanted to check out her ass.
He could barely hold himself in check as he instructed Christian to bring her away from the rock so Zane could inspect her. She whimpered as he dropped to his knees behind her.
“Shh,” Christian soothed. “Let him prepare you. You’ll be able to take both of us easier when the time comes. In the meantime…” Any words he said were lost as Christian kissed her again.
From Zane’s vantage point, he was able to gaze up Megan’s mid-thigh-length skirt, but darkness prevented him from seeing anything. He could however smell her arousal, spicy and powerful as it wafted from between her thighs. Reaching up, he found a string at the left side of her skirt. He pulled the bow and it undid easily. The hide skirt dropped over Megan’s wide hips and past the cutest, curviest ass he’d ever seen. He barely heard the garment drop to the ground and for a few minutes he felt dazed as he visuall
y caressed her smooth-looking skin and the succulent puckered hole between her ass cheeks.
Again, Zane noticed Megan shaking. He could feel every pulse shimmer through her body and anticipation roared through him. His fangs dropped to new lengths. A breathless moan escaped her mouth as Zane cupped her ass cheeks.
She tensed. Whimpered.
“Shh, let him caress you,” Christian whispered from above. “Let your body know our touches, for you belong to us now. Let us give you what you’ve been craving.”
Zane trembled as more of Megan’s hot spicy arousal scent embraced him. He smoothed his palms over her ass. Tracing her hot flesh, committing her curves to memory.
To his satisfaction, Zane noticed her spreading her legs farther apart of her own free will. Realizing that she wanted them, his cock grew to such steel hardness he could barely stand it any longer.
With a frustrated groan, Zane yanked the lubrication off the rock shelf and squirted a liberal dose on his index finger. Replacing the bottle on the shelf, he touched his lubed finger to her sphincter. The tight ring of muscles protested as he prodded and a sexy moan erupted through the crisp air as he slowly penetrated her. Fire snapped through him as her anal muscles clenched tightly.
“How is she down there?” Zane heard Christian’s strangled voice, and he looked up to see him peering past Megan’s shoulder at him. His eyelids were heavy, his eyes glazed with lust and Zane sensed it wouldn’t be long before his brother came undone.
“Tight. Beautiful. Virgin ass,” Zane mumbled.
Christian nodded. “Hurry,” he groaned.
Zane heard the female cry out as Christian dipped his head, and by the slurping and licking sounds Zane knew his brother was seducing her nipple with his tongue and mouth.
Vampire Gods! Yes, he must hurry, or Christian would be taking the female on his own. Yet he knew preparation of a female’s ass had to be slow and seductive, or she would tense too much and not enjoy his ministrations. And he wanted this female to enjoy his caresses. To enjoy his lovemaking.
After exploring Megan’s anus, and finding her relaxing with his strokes, he lubed a second finger and inserted it.
She moaned and Zane noticed her spreading her legs more. He smiled as Christian dropped to his knees in front of her. The slap of his hands against her hips as he gripped her had her crying out again.
“Hurry up, baby brother. I need this female so bad I think I’ll die if I don’t get inside her.”
“Just a few more minutes. I’ll have her prepared then.”
Christian swore violently and Zane chuckled as his brother dove between Megan’s thighs and slurped at her clit with his tongue. The female slapped her hands upon his shoulders and held tight.
Never had he seen his brother so impatient for a female. Yes, this one was their mate. She was The One.
As promised, Zane had her prepared with a giant butt plug within minutes, and the instant he gave Christian the signal he was finished, his brother grabbed Megan by the hand and led her toward their rucksacks. Within minutes, they had her splayed out naked on a large fallen log covered in a thick canopy of moss, which they’d draped a warm blanket over. Megan’s arms were lashed to the sides of the logs and her ass was angled at the very end of the log, where they would have easy access to her.
She watched them as they undressed and revealed themselves to her. They were in full arousal, their cocks long and thick and pulsing with need.
“Do not look so worried, our love,” Christian cooed as he stroked his cock and they both watched her. “We know how to pleasure a female, and you will be pleasured by us. You will want us always.”
Megan’s eyes widened as Christian instructed her to open her mouth. At first Zane thought she wouldn’t do his bidding, but she did and from the slurping sounds that soon followed, it appeared Megan enjoyed taking Christian’s shaft into her mouth.
Zane moved to Megan’s side, and she moaned around Christian’s cock as Zane cupped her breasts. He took one plump, hot nipple into his mouth and lashed her rigid flesh with his tongue, teasing her tip with a fang.
Christian was pumping into Megan’s mouth now. Seductive moans erupted from the female and drifted through the night air like erotic music. Megan’s moans only increased after Zane attached self-pulsing nipple clamps with moderate crystal weights before leaving her breasts, kissing a fiery trail down over her belly. After exploring Megan’s bellybutton with his tongue, he stood and moved around her, stepping between her uplifted legs. They had positioned her ass right at the end of the log, her legs pulled up and a bar positioned between her knees, preventing her from closing them.
Kneeling between her thighs, Zane didn’t hesitate to bury his face into her sweet pussy. As he sucked her clit, she continued to moan in pleasurable agony. When he heard Christian groan a warning that he would climax soon, Zane quickly withdrew his mouth and re-positioned himself. Holding his rock-hard swollen shaft, he looked down and, aiming at her vagina, he watched his cock disappear into her.
Instantly she climaxed, her body shattering. Holding her bucking hips, Zane stroked into her and her spasming vaginal muscles welcomed him with a tight grip. Zane fought for breath and control as he watched Christian continue plunging into her succulent mouth. Megan’s eyes were clenched tight but he saw the arousal splashed through her facial features in the smiling grimace as she accepted her climax. Her bare breasts jiggled as both Christian and he pumped into her. When he sensed Megan was tumbling into another climax, Zane quickened his thrusts. Immense satisfaction and an incredible feeling of power flowed through him at having such an exquisite and young Queen-to-be eagerly accepting them into her.
Megan’s whimpers continued to cascade through the air like music as they thrust into her in a controlled rhythm. Although she might think the two of them were holding themselves back, both of them knew they were anything but that. They knew if they let their desires loose on her, they could very well hurt her. So Zane continued to enjoy her vise-like spasms for what seemed an eternity.
Zane had lost track of time. Knew she’d had many orgasms, knew she would never run from them now, especially after experiencing such raw and lengthy climaxes. Finally, both males allowed themselves release and when Zane let himself go, it was as if Megan wanted her males to know the same pleasures they had given her, for he saw her lips curl tighter around Christian’s shaft and her cunt’s grip tightened around his rigid flesh. Before Zane knew it, he was shattering and convulsing with blades of pleasure sizzling along his cock and slamming into his balls and lower belly. He was crying out his release and just knowing it would be this intoxicating and this pleasurable every time with her, he knew he would be the happiest male alive.
***
Present Day
“By the erotic moans you are making, you must be thinking of our lovemaking together, my wife.”
Dark Heart’s warm words curled out of the dungeon darkness and Megan realized he had returned. She’d been so deep in her thoughts of their first time together on the mountaintop, she hadn’t heard a sound.
“I often think of our first time. I was innocent back then,” she replied. “Innocent in the ways of wild, wanton sex.”
Back then, his kisses had subdued the fight from her. Yet her fight had been unleashed again when her two mates had betrayed her.
“I heard no complaints from you while we took you over and over again,” he said in a soft voice.
Megan held her breath as he moved to the foot end of the interrogation table, then she swallowed against the erotic waves of excitement as she remembered how deeply and thoroughly they’d fucked her.
She shuddered as the nipple clamps stirred again. Shivered as his hot hands wrapped around her ankles.
“You are cold, my Queen. Very cold.”
There. The concern was there in his voice again. The furrow between his brows.
“I will warm you. Do not worry. I will have you so hot you will be screaming for ice to cool you down.”
> When he placed her legs in the stirrups at the sides of the table, Megan’s pussy tensed with anticipation. The stirrups were on a moveable track, and as he brought first one stirrup closer to her behind and then the other, both Megan’s knees were automatically maneuvered upward. The table between her widespread legs was obviously removable, for he lifted away a board and a section of the padded mat. Then he stepped between her spread thighs.
Megan’s breath halted in her lungs at the lust shining brightly in his eyes as he gazed first upon her face and then down between her legs.
“I see you do remember,” he rumbled. “You’re very wet.”
“I’m always wet for you, my Lord,” she whispered, wishing she wasn’t being so damn honest. But she had to be, to gain his trust.
He gave a strangled grunt in response. Perhaps he thought she lied?
“I wish to know how many of my males you’ve lain with to get the information you required to attack my businesses.”
Megan’s eyes widened in surprise at his question. His gaze snapped from her pussy back to her face. Stormy eyes studied her as he awaited an answer. Of all the questions she had expected, this was not one of them.
She wished to wound him. To let him feel the same pain she’d felt upon discovering his infidelity.
“Why do you wish to know? Did you want me to tell you which ones aroused me the most?”
His nostrils flared at her answer. Obviously her Dark Heart was angry again. Good. He did not have to know she had only been with Zane and himself since they had made her their Queen. With the exception of the Master Arousers, of course, but with them, there had never been penetration.
“I only wish to know if you carry diseases. I would then have to take precautions.”
Oh, that hurt! An insult well aimed. The hurt from his words disintegrated as his strong fingers tenderly spread open her labia, a direct contrast to the anger shining in his face. She moaned as he inserted a finger into her wet vagina.
“You appear as tight and as wet as ever. Perhaps the males you were with were not as big as your Kings?”
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