by Aubrey Ross
“My people use instinct to find their mates,” he whispered into her ear. “It has nothing to do with rationality or logic. We either feel it or we don’t.”
“Do you feel it for me?” His desire blazed through her mind and still she wanted to hear him say the words.
He rubbed against her suggestively. “Can’t you guess? This is more than lust, sweetheart. I would never compromise a mission for an infatuation.”
Her nipples peaked and her clit throbbed as his hands caressed her everywhere except where she most needed to be touched. “This is crazy and it’s dangerous. We should wait until Taerok is captured.”
“I can’t wait. Can you?” He gently parted her folds and circled her clit. She jerked then rocked her hips, desperately needing his fullness inside her. “Let’s go wake up Katsu.”
He helped her from the tub and they quickly dried off. She’d never been comfortable with her nudity, yet the usual awkwardness never resurfaced as they left the bathroom. Lukas approached the bed with a slow, rolling stride that did amazing things to his tight, round ass. She allowed her gaze to wander at will and savored the ache building within her. Soon. She would know a true joining in just a little while.
Kneel on the bed and use your mouth to wake him slowly.
Where will you be?
On the floor with my face pressed against your ass, licking your pussy from behind.
The graphic explanation made her shiver; everything about this made tingling heat ricochet through her body.
Katsu was sprawled on his back in the middle of the bed. She crept closer, raising one knee to the mattress and then the other. Her feet hung off the side and Lukas moved her legs apart. She balanced on her hands and knees, bending low over Katsu’s crotch. His cock lay flaccid and still along his thigh. She warmed him with her breath and he shifted a bit in his sleep.
Lukas stroked her thighs and her hips, his breath teasing her as she teased Katsu. She gingerly cupped Katsu’s balls with one hand and lifted his shaft with the other. A throaty murmur escaped Katsu and he reluctantly opened his eyes. He pushed to one elbow, angling his body so he could determine exactly what was going on.
“I’ve dreamed of waking up with my cock in your mouth.” He offered her a sleepy smile. “I sure as hell hope that’s where this is heading.”
She circled the tip of his cock with her tongue, her gaze staring into his. He tasted surprisingly clean, as if he’d showered before he fell asleep. She took him deeper, thrilled by the speed with which his body responded. By the third stroke, his shaft was erect and his hips matched her rhythm.
Lukas traced her slit with his tongue, pausing to circle her clit each time his teasing rotation brought the sensitive bud within reach. He squeezed her breasts, his hands warm and firm. She arched her back, bringing her pussy into better alignment with his mouth.
Katsu held her hair back from her face as he slid in and out of her mouth. He caressed her cheek, his gaze narrowed and gleaming. “So good,” he whispered. “So damned good.”
Without warning, Lukas wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her off the bed. She and Katsu cried out in unison as he dragged her mouth off Katsu’s cock. “Turn around,” he told Katsu. “Stay on your back, but bring your head over here.”
Katsu rotated across the surface of the bed, spanning the mattress sideways. Lukas set her down, her knees straddling Katsu’s face. Then he urged her forward, returning her mouth to its earlier position. Katsu grasped her hips and pulled her down to his waiting mouth.
She released a ragged sigh as she guided Katsu’s cock back into her mouth. Katsu’s lips moved against her folds while his tongue slid over and into the very heart of her. This position allowed him much better access to her flesh. He caught her clit between his lips and she cried out around his cock.
Lukas traced her ass crack and she heard the slide of a drawer not far away. His fingers felt slippery and warm. He must have dug a bottle of lube out of the nightstand. He circled her anus while Katsu circled her clit. Were they communicating telepathically or were they just in tune with each other?
A finger pushed into her ass at exactly the same time a finger pushed into her pussy. She paused to savor the slow penetration. Her inner muscles rippled with welcome, triggering a fresh rush of cream.
“Very good,” Lukas whispered and they each added a second finger. Her back passage felt stretched and invaded, and this was just a couple of fingers. “Learn the rhythm, feel the slide.”
Lukas drew nearly out of her ass then thrust his fingers back in. Katsu waited for several cycles before he joined the rotation. He pulled out as Lukas thrust in then reversed direction. The contrasting motion made her shiver and sigh. All the while Katsu tongued her clit, compounding the tension inside her.
She moved her mouth on Katsu’s cock faster and faster as she neared release. Her abdomen clenched and sensations detonated deep in her belly. Both men thrust their fingers inward, driving the pleasure higher. She cried out around Katsu’s cock and let her orgasm take her.
Shaken and tingling with aftershocks, she didn’t protest when Lukas lifted her into his arms. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
“She’s too damned tight.” Lukas’ odd statement drew her out of her lethargy. “Even with lube, I’d hurt her. We’re going to have to switch things around, at least for tonight.”
A flash of memory clarified the statement. Bianca had been astride Katsu and Lukas had been behind her. Was Katsu insulted by the conclusion? Many men were sensitive about the size of their penis.
“Whatever is best for her.” He looked into her eyes as he added, “We’ll always do what’s best for you.” Tingling warmth washed over her again, igniting a new cycle of arousal. His earnest expression was humbling. He obviously meant every word.
Lukas sat down on the edge of the bed as Katsu crawled off. She turned to face Lukas, easily guessing the next step. He guided her into position with one knee on either side of his lean hips.
His gaze burned into hers, possessive and demanding. He kissed her briefly then lay back across the bed. “The next move is yours, Rebecca. Show us what you want.”
Feminine power unfurled within her. Desire radiated off him in waves and yet he waited for her, needed her to accept the joining, accept him as her mate. She lifted her hips and moved his cock to her vaginal entrance. His hands clenched at his sides and still he didn’t move. She lowered herself slowly, taking him deep by blissful degrees.
“Now offer yourself to Katsu.”
She leaned forward and rested against Lukas’ chest. There was only one way to demonstrate her willingness to Katsu. She reached back and parted her ass cheeks, waiting for a cold rush of humiliation that never came.
“So beautiful.” Katsu brushed his fingers from the base of her spine into the valley she displayed for him. He caressed her opening with gentle reverence and tears welled in her eyes. So many sensations and every one of them was overwhelming. How would she survive this night?
His fingers felt warm and even more slippery than Lukas’ had. He prepared her carefully, stretching and lubricating her for long moments before he moved his cock into position.
“I’m right here, love.” He pressed inward until her anus began to spread for the tip of his cock. “Push back onto me. I’m yours for the taking.”
Emboldened by his words, she rocked back. Stinging pressure burned through her and she gritted her teeth. His hands grasped her hips and steadied her movement. She pushed again and something released. The burn receded, leaving blissful fullness.
Lukas drew her more snugly against his chest. He framed her face with his hands and kissed her mouth. Katsu slowly pulled back. Warm sensations culminated in his wake. Her nipples pebbled against Lukas’ chest and her clit throbbed in tandem.
She surrendered herself to the sensations, unable to do more than submit to their caring dominance. Katsu fucked her with long, slow strokes, accentuating every inch moving inside her
. Lukas remained still, though anything but passive. His tongue moved in her mouth and he insinuated one hand between them, expertly fingering her clit.
Her second climax was fast and sharp. The men barely registered its passing. Katsu thrust his entire length into her tight back passage then pulled her body up until only the tip of Lukas’ cock remained inside her.
“It’s your turn, sweetheart. You fuck us.” Lukas took her hips and showed her the rhythm. She sank onto his cock, drawing herself off Katsu. Then she lifted herself off Lukas and drove Katsu deep. “Faster.”
She tossed her hair out of her eyes, consumed by raw hunger. Her body embraced them with heat and they filled her with fire. Lukas pinched her nipples while Katsu circled her clit. Sensations burst inside her and passed into them. They intensified the pleasure and passed it back into her.
Harder and faster she claimed her mates, amazed by the savagery driving her movements. She needed them with her, inside her, forever. They were essential to her survival. No longer able to maintain his passivity, Lukas took control of her movements, thrusting inward with even more force than she’d used to fuck him. Katsu followed suit and they filled her together, stretching her body as never before.
Reality burst in a blinding shower of light. She screamed as wave upon wave of searing intensity crashed down upon them. Katsu collapsed against her back, driving her down onto Lukas. Their cocks pulsed in unison, the distinct spasms prolonging the surreal pleasure.
Their heartbeats took on the same rhythm as they gradually emerged from the bliss. Katsu stroked her back, teasing the outer swell of her breasts. “Are you okay?”
“I…that was unbelievable.”
Lukas kissed her gently on the mouth. “I’m glad you approve.”
Katsu reluctantly pulled out, dragging a moan from Rebecca. “I hate hurting you, even a little.”
“Which is why she needs me,” Lukas pointed out with a deep chuckle. “I’m not afraid to push her, find out where her true limits lie.” He rolled her to her side and carefully separated their bodies.
“I’m pretty sure we found them tonight. I can’t imagine anything more intense than what we just shared.”
“And I’ve got the rest of our lives to prove you wrong.”
Katsu touched her knee, tenderness and banked desire smoldering in his eyes. “A long hot bath might feel really good to you now. Why don’t we leave him to his gloating for a while?”
“I had a bath while you were sleeping and he’s earned the right to gloat. But I’d love a long, hot shower.”
Chapter Seven
The tavern was dark and dank. Raze stole glances through his lashes, careful not to make eye contact with anyone. They’d been stopped at the city gate as Ella had predicted. The guard attempted to verify her story, but Ella’s contact hadn’t responded to his telepathic page. A line of impatient people formed behind them as the delay lengthened and finally the guard had approved them to enter D’arcy Aiden.
They walked to one end of the long, narrow bar and waited for the bartender to approach. “Has Samauterra been in tonight?” she asked the sharp-featured barkeep.
“I haven’t seen her in weeks. Is there something I can help you with?”
Ella stepped closer to the bar and lowered her voice. “I’m selling not buying. And I prefer to deal with those familiar to me.”
He shrugged. “If you’re going to hang around, you have to drink. I don’t tolerate loitering.”
“Give us a pitcher of whatever you have on tap.”
He grabbed a pitcher off the shelf behind him and filled it from the tap. “I thought vampires stuck to blood.”
“Are you offering?”
“Not personally, but I can arrange most anything you can imagine.” He set the pitcher in front of her and she tossed down a multicolored coin.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
They moved to a small round table in one corner of the bar.
“Don’t you have some way of contacting her directly?” Taerok grumbled.
“I’ve been trying since we materialized on this side of the Veil. I have no idea why she’s not responding.”
He shook his head with a sneer. “I don’t have time for this. Stay here in case she shows up. I’m going to investigate other options.”
Ella frowned as she watched him leave. “I think we should take the barkeep into his storeroom. He’ll tell me anything I want to know while you suck his cock.”
“Why don’t you just scan his mind?” Raze shot her a sidelong glance then returned his gaze to the tabletop. “That would be far less conspicuous.”
“Though not nearly as much fun.” She slipped her hand under his cloak and squeezed his thigh. “I love to watch you work. You reduce anyone to a trembling heap with just a few strokes of your talented tongue. Besides, most Dark Elves can defuse a compulsion before it takes root.”
He didn’t know how to respond to the unwanted compliment. Pleasure meant so much more when it was offered freely.
“I was cruel to you before. I know I upset you.” Her fingers crept ever closer to his crotch. “Things will be different this time. You will belong to me, so my resentment of Taerok need not taint our pleasure.”
He didn’t believe her for a second. Her fingers curved around his cock and he bunched the material over her hand, trying to conceal the subtle pumping. “Please, Mistress. Can’t this wait until we return to your lair?”
“I can’t seem to stop myself when I’m near you. Only Taerok’s cock is more appealing.” Her fingers squeezed cruelly as she mentioned the master.
“You’re hurting me.” He caught her wrist, not daring to jerk her hand away. Her fingers eased, resuming their easy shuttle along his semi-erect length.
The bartender ambled over to their table, his expression grim. “I have rooms upstairs for this sort of entertainment. I can’t afford any more complaints.”
She pulled her hand out from under the table and manufactured a smile. “Is there somewhere we can go for a few minutes, so I can explain my predicament in more detail?”
He hesitated, taking stock of his other customers. “We can use my office, but you better make it quick.”
She moved behind Raze and parted the cloak as the bartender closed his office door. “He’s fully trained and ready to serve. Aren’t you, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
The bartender’s gaze focused on Ella with cool contempt. “If I were going to bend anyone over my desk it would be you, not him.”
“Tell me what I need to know and that can be arranged.”
“Pull up your dress and show me what you’re offering.”
If you whisper one word of this to Taerok, I’ll kill you. She hiked up her skirt around her waist and bent over his desk, spreading her thighs in blatant invitation.
The bartender thrust two fingers into her core and chuckled. “You’re sopping wet. Did he do this to you or are you excited by the thought of being fucked by a complete stranger?”
Raze was far more interested in the answer than he would care to admit. He’d thought all organic vampires were dominant.
“I need to find Lukas Mandalay.” She canted her hips as the barkeep slid his fingers in and out of her pussy. “Do you know him?”
“Is his mother a sylph?”
“Yes. Where can I find him?”
“I know where he lives, but I have no idea if he’s on this side of the Veil.”
“Give me directions to his house. We’ll take it from there.”
As if to seal the barter, the bartender freed his cock and thrust it up inside her. She tossed her head and moaned. Was she as insatiable as she appeared or was her pleasure feigned? Raze couldn’t tell. Her grunts and gasps were certainly believable.
“Harder,” she cried, rising to the balls of her feet in an effort to take him deeper. “Fuck me harder.” The barkeep was all too happy to oblige her. For a long moment Raze heard nothing but the slap of flesh against flesh.
/> The barkeep’s ass flexed and released as he pounded away inside Ella. She clutched the desk and cried out with each deep thrust. It didn’t take long. The barkeep grasped her hips and arched one final time as he shuddered in release.
“Damn, woman. You’ve got one powerful grip.” He pulled out and readjusted his clothes. “Nice doing business with you. Let me find something to write with and I’ll draw you a map to his house.”
She flipped down her skirt and smoothed down her hair. “Not one word.” She sneered as she brushed past Raze. “Not one fucking word.”
With the bartender’s map in his hand, he followed Ella out into the night. He wouldn’t need to tell Taerok what had happened; the bitch reeked of sex. They ducked into an alley and waited for Taerok to respond to Ella’s silent call.
“This better be important, I was… You smell like a backstreet whore.”
“I’ll let you lick me clean when we get back to my lair.”
“We have a map to his cottage.” Raze handed the napkin to Taerok.
“I don’t have to ask how you paid for this information.” He studied the map for a moment before he said, “Take the collar off Raze. I won’t allow him to be caught and we might need his assistance if Mandalay has reinforcements.”
She didn’t look pleased by the prospect, but she didn’t argue. Moving behind Raze, she grasped the band to either side of the seam. “Larif metar dra inty ba.”
The collar released and Raze sighed. In a flurry of motion Taerok snatched the band out of Ella’s grasp and jerked her out from behind Raze. He sank his fangs into her breast before she guessed his intention.
Feed, my love! Drain her dry.
My love? Raze lunged for her as the phrase echoed through his mind. He latched on to the side of her throat and sucked with all his strength. Blood flooded his mouth and ran across his chin. His head spun and they sank to their knees, dragging Ella with them. She shrieked and twisted, clawing at their arms and faces.
Faster!
Raze sucked until his cheeks ached and his throat burned. Her screams turned to whimpers and finally moans. Power sizzled through his veins and pounded in his brain. His master had not abandoned him, had never abandoned him. They would locate the Dichotomy halfling, and together they would rule the day!