by Desiree Holt
She shivered at his words, which were so like him—insistent, erotic, possessive. The heat of both men wrapped around her, igniting a blaze of warmth deep within her belly. Her body was in need of both men, and the release they would give her, and she trembled with anticipation as her pussy swelled with moist heat, eagerly preparing her for the night to come.
She curled one arm behind Roarke’s neck, as she slipped her other hand behind her back, to curve around Gabe’s taut, firm ass. She held their bodies against her as she finally allowed herself to succumb to the onslaught of sensations that swirled inside her.
Gabe continued to nibble along her neck, as he wrapped his arms around her, but instead of touching her breasts, he teased her once again, by stroking his hands up and down the plain of her belly. Every nerve ending stood at attention as he skimmed his rough fingers across her sensitive skin, bringing her closer and closer to full arousal.
He drew a needy moan from her lips, and she tightened her arms around both men. Roarke seemed to sense the urgency within her, and she found herself tilting her head back when he tangled a single hand in her hair and lowered his head to her waiting mouth.
The pulsing flames of arousal leapt higher, and she closed her eyes as waves of heat gathered inside her.
Roarke’s tongue probed inside the hot cave of her mouth, and she slipped her own between his lips to taste him. Again, she found herself noticing the differences between the two men. Roarke was a skilled lover, adept in the knowledge of pleasing a woman, so he knew how to tempt her, tease her, nip her here and there to elicit a certain response, but he was always in control of his emotions, in control of his desire. Gabe was completely instinctive, giving and taking what he felt she needed, when she needed it. At times, he was in control, but there were other times, like now, when his desire raised the beast within him, and she could feel it crawling inside him, begging to be unleashed.
Let go. She whispered into his mind, giving him free reign to lose control, because in less than an hour, she was going to lose control, too.
Blood rushed to Gabe’s ears as Collette’s whispered command brushed against his mind like the most delicate of fingertips. She didn’t know what she was inviting with her innocent words, but she’d given him permission, and the primal being that lurked just beneath the civil façade he normally presented instantly broke free.
His incisors lengthened, and he stroked his tongue against her neck, trying to soothe her with his touch. She quaked in his arms, sensing the dangerous creature within him, but there was no fear in her, instead she arched her neck, openly surrendering to him.
He closed his eyes and dragged in her heady scent that hovered in the air, heavy from her arousal. The smell of her hardened his body, and he was driven to touch her more intimately, so he let his hands wander, sliding a single palm down her body to slip within the confines of her pants. Stroking through the soft hair of her mound, he easily found the wet treasure that awaited him, and he teased his fingers along the swollen folds of her sex until she was writhing and panting against him.
The soft, sensual dance she did against him was sweet torture, and he found himself drowning in her explosive heat. With his eyes still shut, he slid a single finger inside her at the same time he pierced her neck. The warm gush of blood flooded his mouth, and he drank deeper from her, at the same time he invaded the hollow spaces of her mind, lulling her into an erotic trance with the ancient song of the Vampese, used for centuries to mesmerize and seduce.
She rocked against Gabe, her sharp cry muffled by Roarke’s mouth, who’d deepened his kiss. Her legs buckled, and she probably would have collapsed had Gabe not tightened his grip on her. Gabe slowly retracted his fangs, and swiped his tongue across the tiny pinpricks that marred her silky skin as he gently withdrew his finger from the clenching warmth of her pussy. Still holding her against him, he gently lowered them both to the floor so that she sat with her back against his chest, and her legs spread.
Roarke, soon followed, dropping to his knees before her, and with the practiced hands of a modern day Casanova, he undid her pants and tugged them from her body within seconds, dragging her panties off in the process.
She bent her legs at the knees, and Gabe couldn’t resist stroking his hand once again through the slick heat of her sex.
“Open for Roarke,” he whispered against her ear, but he needn’t have said a word. She sat, nestled in the crook of Gabe’s body, her legs already spread, with his fingers parting the lips of her sex.
Roarke grasped her thighs with his large hands, spreading her even wider before he lowered his head to drink from her honeyed cunt.
“Roarke,” she hissed, her body arching against Gabe’s as she slid one arm behind her head, to wrap around his neck and tangle in his hair, while the other gripped Roarke’s head, clenching tight against his scalp until her knuckles reddened.
Gabe lowered his head to that small space at the base of her throat, but this time he didn’t bestow upon her the săruta d’vampese, the vampire’s kiss. With dusk just on the horizon, he could already feel her temperature climbing as she drew closer to her heat. He’d purposely awakened her arousal before the full moon, so when she entered full blown heat, she wouldn’t be quite so ravenous. But the more blood he siphoned from her before that time came, the more aggressive she would be when it happened, as her body fought to find its equilibrium.
She rocked against him, her hips thrusting upwards driving her closer and closer to Roarke’s hungry mouth.
“That’s it Collette, come for us. Come against Roarke’s mouth.”
His heated words seemed to set off a maelstrom within her, and she erupted like a geyser, her body jerking wildly as she let out a hoarse sob.
Roarke pinned her against Gabe, who held her tight, cradling her body as it shuddered violently until the waves of her orgasm eventually receded.
She slumped against Gabe, panting wildly as she sat there in a daze, and he lifted her into his arms and carried her into her bedroom with Roarke at his heels.
Pushing inside the master bedroom, he laid her atop the crisp golden comforter of her king-sized bed, resting her back against the fluffy white pillows. She was boneless and weak, and she wobbled slightly nearly tipping over, still riding the euphoria of her climax. But he steadied her, before gently coaxing her out of the rest her clothing.
From what he already knew, and the little pieces Collette had filled in about the entire process, he knew time was now of the essence. But still he took just a moment to rake his gaze over her lush body, drinking in the gentle flare of her hips, and her full breasts that openly teased him with their berry ripe nipples that jutted forward. He couldn’t resist tweaking one, and he grinned at the sound of her soft gasp.
The soft swish of clothing dropping to the floor dragged him back to the present, and he glanced out the window at the pale, silver moonlight, streaming through the parted curtains. Roarke padded across the room, stopping at the edge of the bed, the streaks of moonlight illuminating the muscled planes of his naked body.
“Hurry up, Gabe,” Roarke said.
He nodded at his friend as he quickly shrugged out of his own clothing, tossing his garments aside, before joining Collette atop the bed. He ran his hands along her smooth, brown thighs while the mattress shifted under Roarke’s weight as he lifted himself onto the bed with them.
“Get on your hands and knees, Collette,” Gabe whispered hoarsely, his voice shaking slightly with the intensity of his desire that roared through his veins.
She didn’t hesitate to obey his command as she scrambled onto all fours, her rounded backside high in the air.
A low groan rumbled in Gabe’s throat as he moved behind her, gently caressing the full globes of her ass. Roarke kneeled in front of her, tangling one hand in her hair, his gaze fixed solely on Collette, who was poised above his lengthening erection, her mouth only inches from the tip of Roarke’s dick.
While she was fixated on Roarke, Gabe speared her c
unt with two fingers, coating them with her juices, before gently probing the tight ring of her anus.
She stiffened against his invasion, but she didn’t pull away as he worked his fingers deeper within her, stretching her rectum until he was sure she could take his girth without causing her any pain.
Grasping the base of his cock in his hand, he pushed the tip against her puckered hole, slowly feeding her his length until the unyielding muscles of her rectum enveloped his cock like a warm, wet fist.
Shutting his eyes, he gripped her hips, struggling to calm his racing heart as he fought the urge to spurt. Every one of his senses was overloaded with her, the smell, taste, feel of her, and he was powerless to stop the assault she unknowingly waged against his iron will of control.
When he was sure he wouldn’t embarrass himself, he opened his eyes to meet Roarke’s questioning gaze. He nodded, signalling that he was alright, and then he said the single word that would hurl them all headfirst into that shadowed abyss, where there was only the intensity of sensation, and untold pleasure.
“Now.”
Chapter Three
In the recesses of her mind she heard Gabe’s hushed command, but it was faint as blood pumped wildly through her veins and roared in her ears, shutting out all thought.
Her body, which had been doing a slow burn was now aflame with hunger, and she was powerless to stop it. The Call hit her swiftly, powerfully, and she trembled as her sex clenched violently.
Like vampires needed to feed, she needed to fuck.
“Take him into your mouth, Collette. Satisfy the beast that lives within you.” This time she heard Gabe’s command, which was spoken both aloud and directly into her mind.
At this point, she was so mindless with need, Gabe’s words were unnecessary, but she heeded them as she curled her fingers around Roarke’s thick length and parted her lips to draw him within her mouth.
Bolts of electricity arced between all three of them with the joining of their bodies, and harsh groans erupted around her as both men were struck with a powerful jolt that heightened their arousal.
They both swelled within her, their hard lengths expanding as they pushed forward, burying their cocks deep within her at a pulsing, pounding rhythm that for now appeased the hunger that tore at her.
Gabe ploughed into her from behind, his stiff erection pushing past the tight ring of muscles within her anus, sending sharp needles of pleasure pain sizzling down her spine.
She rocked against him, matching his rhythm, but in no way did it interfere with the pace she set herself, as she bobbed her head back and forth along Roarke’s hard rod.
She moaned around his cock, sending small vibrations skating along his length, as she swirled her tongue around the tip, dragging it slowly through the small cleft at the top.
“Collette,” he groaned, his hand tightening in her hair, and now it was his turn to repay the favour, as she thought of how she’d tugged at his hair when his face had been buried in her pussy.
She worked her mouth harder and faster as Gabe shoved his length inside her at a frenzied pace.
I’m coming. You feel it. Fuck me back, Collette. Come for me.
Her breath hitched in her throat at Gabe’s muted words, and she nearly exploded when he emphasized them with the stroke of his hand through the puffy folds of her greedy sex.
Clasping her hardened nub between his fingers, he applied just enough pressure to bring her to the edge, but not enough to send her over.
The Call whipped through her, and she felt the change come upon her as her wolf growled at him, but Gabe did not back down.
You can change. I don’t care. I will still fuck you until you come for me.
Sensing the immense power that radiated from Gabe, the beast inside her instantly quieted, but until the full moon passed it would remain just beneath the surface, ready to be unleashed at any moment. No longer struggling to fight The Call, the heady sensations both men ignited within her bubbled to the surface, making her forget all thought, except her need to claim the release that hovered just out of her reach.
It’s there Collette, just grasp it.
Gabe’s words brushed against her mind like a soft caress, dragging a hoarse sob from her lips.
Roarke surged forward then, taking advantage of that single moment to plough his length deeper into her mouth.
Both men drilled her from both ends, as Gabe strummed her clit with each stroke.
She felt the pressure building inside her until she thought she would explode. Working her lips faster, she took Roarke deeper down her throat until the tip of his cock grazed against the back.
“Collette,” he hissed, his fingers clenching in her hair, making her wish she could lift her head for just a moment to see his face twisted in sweet agony as he strained towards his climax.
That image sent a wave of hot, searing need roaring though her body, and she rocked her hips back, eagerly taking Gabe’s brutal thrusts as he buried his steel length inside her ass.
Her body was on fire and completely out of control as she lost herself to the tingling of sensation and pleasure that flooded her. The moment was so intense, so overwhelming that she desperately wanted it to go on forever, but it couldn’t, and as her body began to tremble, she knew it wouldn’t.
This time when Gabe pressed down on her clit, he didn’t let go, sending shocks of sizzling heat whipping through her, hurling her straight to completion.
Wet heat flooded her pussy at the same time she cried out, her body stiffening as she climaxed around the hard poles of both men, who continued to pound inside her, their pace unrelenting.
Her climax instantly triggered Gabe’s, the muscles in her anus tightening around him, until he could not help but spurt. She winced slightly as his nails dug into the soft skin of her waist, his hips pumping furiously as he drilled his hard length deep within her until he exploded with a hoarse shout.
Her moan mingled with his ragged cry as he poured hot semen deep inside her rectum, his body shaking violently from the aftershocks of his climax.
For a moment she savoured the smell of him that was heavy with sweat and cum. She probably would have focused on him longer, but Roarke was not one to be ignored.
He took control of the pace, his hand jerking her head back and forth along his glistening cock as he thrust his hips up to meet her waiting mouth.
She twirled her tongue around his length, stroking every inch of him, as she drew in her cheeks to suck him harder. He was on the verge, she could feel the pulsing vibrations that shook his body. Reaching forward with a single hand, she cupped the heavy sacks that hung low between his legs, massaging gently as she sucked harder.
The onslaught of sensations was apparently too much for him, because he didn’t last much longer. Letting out a feral growl, followed by a guttural moan, he came inside her mouth, shooting his warm seed against the back of her throat, forcing her to swallow every drop of his essence.
She worked her mouth around him, dragging out his climax until he was completely soft and easily slipped from between her lips.
Both men pulled away from her, and she collapsed against the bed, stretching her limbs. The sound of water running came from behind her, telling her Gabe was cleaning up, since Roarke still lay beside her.
Reaching out, she slid a single hand through the coarse hairs that dotted his chest as a small smile curled her lips. Even the slightest of touches, was like kindling to flame as liquid heat gathered between her thighs once again.
Gabe sauntered out of the bathroom then, the moonlight slipping through the curtains to bathe him in its silver rays. She shivered as she held his intense gaze, her body now completely on fire.
When he lowered himself onto the bed, she reached for him, and once again, they all fell into a tangle of arms and legs, soft caresses and heated kisses.
For several hours, she was insatiable, and both men eagerly fed her hungry beast, until finally she slipped into a fitful sleep at the first light of
dawn.
Collette groaned as her eyes slowly fluttered open, squinting against the thin rays of sunlight that streaked through her window.
“How are you feeling?”
A lazy smile spread across her face as she rolled over to face Gabe.
“Fine. How are you feeling?” She purred softly, inching her way closer to the warmth of his body, her hand reaching out to gently caress the rippled muscles of his abdomen.
“I thought you said you were fine,” he said shortly, his lips bending into a frown as he scooted away from her and sat up.
“I am but—hey, where are you going?”
His body was taut with tension as he moved towards the edge of the bed, and she scrambled atop him, straddling him with her body before he could get up.
“What’s up with you?” She stared down at him, puzzled by the strained expression on his face. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was nervous, but that was impossible, not after last night.
“Collette, get up. I need to get going.” His hands closed around her hips, but she clenched her thighs together, drawing upon her lycan strength to keep him imprisoned beneath her, at least temporarily. When Gabe was ready to go, he’d have no trouble disentangling himself, but she counted on the fact that he wouldn’t use his own strength for fear of her hurting her.
“Not until you tell me what’s wrong”
“Nothing’s wrong.”
She didn’t believe him for one second, especially since he kept avoiding her eyes, and there was also one small thing that was odd about last night which convinced her that he was definitely lying.
“How come you didn’t take me last night,” she asked softly, as she let her hands glide across the rough skin of his shoulders.
“What are you talking about?”
“Last night, Roarke took me several times, but not you, why?”
“I took you, Collette, many times, if you remember.” He wore a dark scowl, but his eyes gave him away. He wasn’t shocked or puzzled by her question, and that’s why she knew he understood exactly what she’d meant.
