Strong muscles surrounded her as the men crushed her body between them. She felt their hands hesitate as they both kissed a side of her neck. Pulling Saban’s hand from her hip, she drew it to Vladei. Both men groaned in approval. Soon they were thrusting against her, filling her completely.
Maggie whimpered. It felt so good. Then, groaning as she peaked, she felt both of the men jerk simultaneously, filling her up. Maggie dropped against Vladei. Saban was the first to pull out. Vladei grunted, weakened and trembling as he let her slide back down. The men lowered her down to the bed, lying on each side of her.
Saban was the first to move. “I have to report for duty. This time is for you two anyway. I’m just for pleasure, not this aftermath.”
Maggie smiled at him before snuggling into Vladei’s chest. When she heard the door open and close, she finally looked up at him. A moment’s shyness overcame her, but he kissed it away. Then, pulling his head back, he said, “You please me greatly, wife.”
“You please me as well.” Almost scared, Maggie glanced down the length of his body. Finally Vladei’s erection had gone down. She sighed with relief. After that last bout, she’d say she was definitely, completely, totally spent.
“I’d say it’s tamed,” she said, chuckling softly.
“Yes, unless you would like me to try and revive it?” Vladei offered, grinning tiredly.
“Mm,” she moaned. Maggie couldn’t open her eyes again. “Later. Sleep first.”
He pulled her into his arms and held her tight to his chest. She kissed above his heart before pulling back.
“I love you,” she whispered, before she could stop the words. Maggie refused to take them back, as she felt his response before he even said anything.
“And I you,” he responded, unashamed. “The gods would not have brought us together if it wasn’t to be a match of the hearts. Everything else we will need to know about each other will come with time.”
Maggie smiled. He was right. Vladei was her fate.
The End
About the Author
Michelle M Pillow has always had an active imagination. Ever since she can remember, she’s had a strange fascination with anything supernatural—ghosts, magical powers, and oh…vampires. What could be more alluring than being immortal, all-powerful, and eternally beautiful? After discovering historical romance novels in high school, it was only natural that the supernatural and romance elements should someday meet in her wonderland of a brain. She’s glad they did, for their children have been pouring onto the computer screen ever since.
She is married (madly in love) and has a wonderful family.
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