“Enough, Tori,” Declan said a few moments later when she showed no signs of pulling away.
Her eyes rolled up and met his over Jonathan’s body and he saw a slight pout forming there. Lifting a brow, he reminded, “He’s still able to bleed to death, Tori, werewolf or not.”
“I wouldn’t mind…” Jonathan whispered, sulking when Tori pulled away, a tiny bit of blood on her lips. She daintily licked away the few drops that beaded from the puncture wounds before settling back with a pleased sigh.
Jonathan’s hands flexed and Declan was reminded the full moon was only a few days away. Power strummed through the werewolf’s body, augmented by lust. “She’s done with you, pup,” Declan warned when Jonathan half turned to stare at Tori. “If you’ve a need, go fuck Nina. Eli wouldn’t care and she’s needing it anyway.”
“But do not dare to touch my lady,” he said, slowly sliding up in his chair and rising to his feet in a lazy, controlled movement, his eyes glowing hot and green as he stared at the werewolf.
“I meant no disrespect, Inherent,” Jonathan murmured, rising to his feet and backing away quickly, his eyes downcast.
“Get out, pup, now,” Declan said with a snarl. Then he turned and dismissed them both. Before either of them had even cleared the door, Declan had Tori’s arms in his hands and he was lifting her to her feet, stripping the sheet away and staring at her naked body with possessive eyes. Her face was glowing with life and vitality, her eyes warm and electric blue, gleaming in the dimness of the room. Her breasts rose full and round, topped with nipples that hardened as he watched, darkening and drawing tight. Trailing his eyes down her length, he took one nipple between finger and thumb, pinching lightly, as he continued to admire. Her long torso curved in slightly before flaring into a pair of full, rounded hips, her cleft covered by a tiny patch of dark curls.
“Now that your hunger is eased, let’s take care of mine,” he said roughly, freeing his cock from his jeans with one hand while the other wrapped itself in Tori’s hair. “I want you to take my cock in your mouth again, and down your throat. Later, I’m going to put it in that tight, hot little ass of yours.”
She fell to her knees under his urging hand, staring up at him with wide, somewhat apprehensive eyes. Then she focused on the throbbing shaft in front of her, ruddy and pulsing with every beat of his heart. Leaning forward she took in the flared head, letting it slide across her tongue and down her throat, relaxing her muscles and taking more of his length inside her.
Her nipples felt hard and pinched and she absently reached up to stroke them, staring up into Declan’s eyes over the length of his body. His harsh voice cut her off, “No. When you get touched tonight, I’ll be doing the touching.” She paused in the act of taking his length back down her throat, pulling off slowly, the corners of her mouth lifting in a tiny smile as she stared up at him.
One brow lifted and a slight smirk settled on her face as she slid her hand down her torso and plunged two fingers into her wet passage. Her lids fluttered before she opened them wide, staring up at Declan, his large cock throbbing just in front of her mouth, while she started to slide her fingers in and out.
Declan dropped to his heels in front of her, staring at her soberly, never once glancing at her busy little hand. “I suppose, in the name of fairness, I should tell you one more time. Stop it. The only thing you can touch tonight is me.”
With her free hand, she reached up and caught his nape, trying to pull his mouth within range as her breathing picked up. He acquiesced, for a brief moment, plunging his tongue deep into her mouth, withdrawing to nibble on her lip before he snatched her up and tossed her on the four-poster bed.
Tori laughed and resumed masturbating, her fingers stroking her throbbing clit before delving back inside. She felt powerful and greedy, wanted to control everything in her and around her. Even him. She opened her eyes, searching him out, following the rustling noises beyond the bed. When Declan appeared back at the bedside, she stared up at him tauntingly, circling her fingers around her clit rapidly as orgasm rushed closer. It was fun, much more fun, to give herself an orgasm while somebody else watched and wanted.
She was still panting, her heart rate slowing to normal, when Declan flipped her onto her belly, grabbed her hands, and snapped them into the handcuffs. “Hey!” she yelped, glaring over her shoulder at him. He smiled angelically and shrugged before lifting her back up and depositing her on her knees.
“I did try to warn you, darlin’ girl,” he said, spearing his hands through her hair and guiding her resistant mouth back to his cock. “And by the way, those are reinforced cuffs, sweet. Made special, at my request, by a friend. Seeing as how I never know when I’ll run into a non-human on the job.”
The flexing of her shoulders stopped as she realized—new strength or not—those cuffs weren’t breaking. Glaring up at him, a sulk turning her mouth down, she said, “Take ‘em off, Declan.” She resisted the pull of his hand, even though that lovely cock bobbed and pulsed in front of her, beckoning her.
“You’ll have to earn it now,” he told her with a shrug. Wrapping one hand around his shaft, he started to stroke, watching her with heavy-lidded eyes. His tanned fist swallowed the head of his shaft, once, twice, and he hummed under his breath and then sighed dramatically. “I’d rather it be your mouth. Hot and softer than silk.” He pumped again and used his other hand to cup his sac as he watched her with hot, gleaming eyes.
She leaned forward, intent on nipping him, but he caught her head with his free hand, wrapping his hand in her hair and holding her still. “Take it in your mouth, but be nice about it,” he warned. “Otherwise, I’ll paddle your ass.”
“You’re being a jackass,” she muttered but the heat in her belly was spreading and overriding her indignation. She caught his long, thick length in her mouth, flexing against the cuffs on her wrists before she started to slide her head up and down. His hands caught in her hair and he ordered in a low rasp, “Deeper, all the way back.” He started to thrust in, through her mouth, down her throat. “All of it.”
His voice was breathy and rough and his hands holding her felt like iron. But Tori relaxed her throat as much as she could, taking his length in, inch after inch, until her airway was blocked. She suckled and caressed his steely, silken flesh, relishing the hot salty taste of him, the life that flowed just under his smooth skin.
With his hands buried in her hair, he guided her, switching from short shallow thrusts, to deep hard ones that bruised her throat. He cupped his balls with one hand, grunting with pleasure as Tori slowed her pace, swirling her tongue across the head of his cock before sliding down his length again, her mouth stretched tight around his width as his long shaft pushed down her throat.
She stared up at him through the veil of her lashes, his long powerful torso gleaming with a fine coat of sweat as he pumped his hips, moving his cock in and out of her mouth, his eyes closed, his face a mask of agonized pleasure. The muscles in his belly contracted and a rough groan rumbled out of his throat, his cock jerking roughly in the tight embrace of her mouth.
Tori shuddered when he started to come in thick, heavy pulses—his climax long and drawn out. Eyes watering, lungs burning, she swallowed the semen down and pulled back, lifting her damp eyes to stare up at him. Licking her lips, she whispered, “That was good.”
“I’ll say,” a familiar voice said from by the door.
She whirled and fell, ever so gracefully, onto her naked ass, staring at Eli.
“Get out,” she hissed from her side, drawing her knees up to cover her body, unaware that doing so exposed her wet, plump folds to Eli’s greedy gaze.
Eli shrugged, staring at Declan. “Did that feel as good as it looked?” he asked conversationally as he started to shed his clothes.
“Better,” Declan replied over Tori’s sputtering curses. He wrapped her in his arms and caught her muttered, “Son of bitch—” in his mouth, driving his tongue down her throat as he walked her backward until she fell
onto the bed, her hands pinned beneath her.
He shifted, pinning her down with his weight across her torso before kissing his way to murmur in her ear, “I can smell it, how hot you’re getting, how much you want this. Do you think I didn’t notice it earlier? He’s already watched, and you both enjoyed it. Let’s enjoy a little more.”
Tori shrieked when she felt Eli’s hands spreading her thighs, but it fell to a weak, tortured moan when he opened her cleft with one swipe of his tongue before he sought out her clit and caught it between his teeth. One hand held her rump while the fingers of the other hand started to spear her depths.
Declan’s mouth closed over her nipple when she started to gasp. Behind him, Eli suckled on her clit in tandem with Declan’s movement on her breast, his fingers stroking her skillfully before starting to slide downward. When his thumb pressed against her anus, Tori bucked and whimpered.
“Been here, Declan?” Eli asked, lifting his head to watch as his thumb penetrated the tight ring of muscle.
Declan’s only answer was a faint grunt as he worked his way back up to kiss Tori’s open mouth. His cock was hard and aching and he was ready to bury it in her snug vagina, in her ass, but he continued to play and pluck her nipples, glancing downward when Eli went back to lapping at her exposed folds.
Declan whispered against her hair, “You’re so damn tasty. I may have to pry him away; maybe I should have kept you all to myself.”
“Fat chance,” Eli muttered, lifting her hips more with his free hand, spreading more of her lubrication to ease the tight fit of his thumb in her bottom.
“Can I have her ass first? She’s tight. I don’t know if I’ve ever sodomized a hole that damned tight before.”
“Mine,” Declan growled, shooting Eli a narrowed glance.
Tori erupted with a cry when Eli drove his tongue deep inside her folds just as he slipped his thumb all the way inside her ass.
She gasped, shuddered and whimpered, hardly aware Declan had rolled her to her side and removed the cuffs. Her body was lifted, shifted, and she was straddling a man’s lap while her body and mind tried to reunite once more. When her lids lifted, she was staring into Eli’s angelic looking face, his cock probing at her entrance. It was bizarre, staring into that face that she had only just seen the first time a day ago, and feeling his cock, fatter than Declan’s, though not quite as long, work inside her.
She quivered when she felt Declan come up behind her, spreading lubricant on her anus, coating his fingers with it and sliding them inside. Then the flared head started to bump against her hole and she froze. Eli’s hand slid between them and he started to circle her clit lazily as he took her mouth. Their fangs had emerged and Tori felt him nip her lip and suckle at the beaded drop of blood before he pushed his tongue inside her mouth.
In her head. She could feel him inside her head, whispering and crooning to her just as Declan was doing in her ear. Relax, Tori. Declan would never do anything to cause you true pain, he promised, his mind-voice a silken-purring echo of his normal voice.
As he slid his tongue between her fangs, to tangle with hers, Declan’s hands went to her bottom and pulled her cheeks apart, easing his slow penetration a bit. “We need this,” he murmured against her ear. “All of us. Take it inside you, Tori. You’ve done so before.”
Her head fell back as Eli released her mouth to nuzzle her neck. She cried out in shock when she felt his fangs break her skin and slide home. Declan’s cock slid in to his balls at the same time and she convulsed, straining between them, and screaming at the mind shattering pleasure. Her clit was caught between thumb and forefinger, pinched and plucked at before somebody started to circle it with fast steady strokes. Her orgasm ripped through her like a volcano, hot molten lava pouring from her womb as she fell back to rest against Declan’s body, her muscles clenching and clutching at the invading cocks. She was stretched too tight, penetrated far too deeply, hanging just between pleasure and pain while they thrust inside in tandem.
Eli’s body was shuddering and he fed at her throat like a man starved, while Declan and he plunged their cocks inside her body in unison. He wrenched his mouth away with a tortured moan, his eyes glowing hot and wild as he caught her mouth, smearing her own blood on her lips as he sought more of her taste.
A hand buried in her hair moments later, pulling her from the kiss and guiding her mouth to Eli’s neck. “Feed,” Declan whispered gutturally, pulling out and sinking back home inside her rump.
Unable to resist, she struck, hearing Eli’s ragged cry when she bit him, when her fangs pierced his skin as his cock pierced her pussy. None of them were truly aware of the lurking presence that had started to coalesce outside the windows of the house, though Declan and Eli had been expecting this. Her body and mind writhing under the pleasure, the call that had seized her the night before barely even touched her awareness, and had no effect.
But the malevolent force gathered and grew.
Tori lifted her mouth from Eli’s neck and stared down at him with a slumberous, heavy gaze as Declan pulled out of her body, his cock still hard, wet and gleaming from lubricant.
Eli remained inside her, using his hands to lift her weight up and down on his cock. Moments later, though, he pulled out and lifted her, standing beside the bed with her weight in his arms as Declan returned—his body was wet and he smelled of sap as he lay down and reached for her.
“Come here,” he whispered, pulling her body against him, cuddling her and stroking her gently, his eyes glowing and hot with adoration and need. She straddled him, grasping his cock and holding it steady while she slid home, his longer length slicing through her already sensitized tissues with a sensation that bordered on pain. She felt Eli’s hand on her back once she had slid home, and he urged her forward, positioning her knees and hips so that he had access to her wet, gleaming rosette—using more lubricant, coating her anus with it, and then his thick cock before he took her hips in his hand and started to work the smooth, round thickness of his penis inside.
Tori cried out, feeling stretched too tight, the burning sensation of that fat cock parting her swollen flesh too much. She whimpered and bucked against their restraining hands, Declan’s whispered endearments and pleas falling on deaf ears.
She felt something, dark and evil, swirling in her mind, trying to take hold. Instinctively, she threw it off and struck out, catching Declan’s neck and piercing his skin—his hot, sweet blood filling her mouth before sliding down her throat to her belly and leaving fire in its wake, to spread and creep through her body until every vein seemed to fill with the hot liquid gold.
The dim light danced over their damp, gleaming bodies as Declan pushed upward inside her tight, swollen pussy, while Eli braced his hands low on her spine and surged deep into the firm clasp of her ass, groaning under his breath.
Tori whimpered, unable to focus on anything beyond the pleasure and the hot liquid gold of Declan’s blood in her belly and veins. A warm, pulsing, magical sensation formed deep inside her chest as Declan whispered and crooned against her damp skin.
She shuddered as Eli spread the cheeks of her ass and drove home, burying his thick cock completely inside her ass, before pulling out and working it back in against the clinging, resistant pull of her muscles.
Declan groaned as she contracted around them, her hot, tight body clenching and gripping his cock with a velvet fist. He could feel how tightly stretched she was, could feel Eli’s movements picking up as her body started to open and relax and clamor for more. He felt it as her fangs slid from his flesh, her tongue laving over the neat holes, catching the tiny trickle of blood and swallowing it down. He reached up, and caught her face between his hands.
“Forever,” he rasped before he shuddered and bowed underneath her, fighting the urge to shift, and throw her to the floor and rut on her like an animal. His teeth lengthened and he caught her head, brushing her hair aside before he sought and found and pierced the fading marks left from when Eli had fed.
The moment her blood flooded his mouth, she climaxed with a scream, muffled against his chest, while Eli pounded into her ass and Declan rolled his hips against hers, driving his cock in to the balls, lodging it against the mouth of her womb as he tasted her blood.
He understood, now, why Eli’s eyes started to go half mad the moment he had first tasted Tori’s blood. It was neither vampire, nor human, but something else, something exotic and hot, tasting of life and death, sex and love, intoxicating and addicting.
Outside, a howl ripped the air.
Inside, Eli bellowed out as he climaxed, while Tori screamed—black explosions of light blocking her vision—and inside her mind, something that had been weak and withered to begin with, snapped and shriveled and faded away, taking with it the last lingering darkness that had plagued her mind since the night she’d had this change forced upon her.
There was a powerful force gathering inside her, as that darkness faded, something inexplicable, something beyond light, beyond strength, beyond the evil that had tried to claim her.
Declan came, bucking beneath her as he growled against her throat, one hand cupping and molding her breast, while he jack-hammered his cock inside her, riding his orgasm to the very last drop.
Tori’s body seemed to dissolve and her soul exploded, hot, darting lightning-bolts of pleasure coursing through her before it all started to fade. As she collapsed, she felt two strong pairs of arms surround her, and a soft brushing stroke of her mind that felt and smelled of Declan.
With a sigh, she succumbed to the call of sleep, her mind, belly and heart full.
She lay cupped between their bodies, quivering, and unconscious.
Eli, still nestled snug in her bottom, murmured softly, “It’s been an age since I was able to fuck a woman into a stupor. I must always take more care with my humans.”
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