by Leigh Kelsey
“No,” Finn scolded, not budging an inch. “I decide how I pleasure you. Or have you forgotten that I am in control?” His eyes glittered as my mouth fell open and my inner walls clenched in response to his words.
“I haven’t forgotten,” I said breathily.
He moved to kiss my inner thigh but instead fangs sank deep into my skin and I bucked off the bed, crying out at how good it felt and how much it hurt all at once. He removed his fangs and lapped at the blood while Allen hissed in hunger, his eyes so dark as he lifted his head. “Good girl,” Finn murmured, licking up the fresh blood pouring from the puncture wounds.
“Finn,” Allen said, needy. His chest was heaving where he laid beside me, still trailing lazy kisses across my chest and stomach. “Finn, please.”
Finn flicked a glance up and said simply, “No.”
He pulled my underwear aside and licked a broad stroke from my dripping opening to my clit. I arched at the bolt of pleasure that shot through me, my clit so sensitive and swollen.
Allen made a sound in the back of his throat, my breast forgotten as he watched Finn lap at my slick pussy, his brown eyes pleading. “Finn,” he whined.
Finn lifted his mouth from me long enough to say, “You want this pussy? Earn it.”
His words were for Allen but they sent lust raging through me and I shuddered, my breath hitching as his mouth returned to my pussy, licking every bit of me with perfect pressure and a fast pace, devouring my juices like a starving man.
Allen slipped down the bed, discarding his shirt and baring rippling bronze muscle and a pale slash of a scar curling around his side, his whole body taut with need. He reached for Finn’s jeans but paused. “Finn—can I—can I suck you?” A flicker of a glance at me showed his embarrassment but I just smiled at him, encouraging. He had no reason to be any different than he was with Finn normally, just because I was there.
“Hmm,” Finn replied, pausing to suck my clit into his mouth hard. My hands scrabbled at the sheets on either side of me as pleasure-pain ricocheted through my body. I shook viciously as Finn drew back, flicking my sensitised nub with a rigid flick. It hurt, too much sensation at once. I wanted more. “Ask me properly,” he told Allen.
I was too shaken and hazy to see the look on Allen’s face but his voice was full of desperation when he said, “Please, Finn, I need you in my mouth. I need my lips around your cock, I need to feel you in my throat—please can I?”
Finn reached out and stroked Allen’s face, such a gentle gesture at odds with his tone. “Better. Yes, you may.” He squeezed my hips. “Elara, sit on my face.”
Thoughts flew out of reach and I had no response.
“Elara,” he repeated, a warning that made my heart pound. I got up quickly, positioning my thighs on either side of his head as he laid on his back, Allen instantly taking his swollen cock in his mouth. Finn squeezed the life out of my thighs as Allen slurped and swallowed him, the only sign he gave of Allen’s effect on him. I tangled my fingers in Finn’s golden hair as his tongue dove back inside me, devouring me with renewed passion.
I faced the wall but I couldn’t help but glance over my shoulder and watch Allen’s head bobbing up and down Finn’s dick, his eyes closed and eyelashes sweeping his cheeks. As if sensing my stare, those eyes fluttered open and met mine. He slid off Finn’s cock with a pop, using his tongue to lavish attention on the full length of him instead and holding my gaze with every second. When his lips curled into a smile and Finn’s tongue grazed my clit—climax hit me brutally swift.
I gripped Finn’s hair hard enough to hurt, my body locking and bowing over his head as he sucked and licked me through the orgasm. Unconscious sounds spilled from my mouth until release left me weak and breathing unevenly.
Finn stroked my thighs, pressing a kiss to the patch of hair above my pussy. I had to hold the bed frame to keep from collapsing on top of him and smothering him.
“Allen,” Finn barked, tangling a hand in Allen’s dark hair to pull him away from his cock. I watched it twitch and jerk and smiled. He was close. And, apparently, nowhere near done with us. Gently, Finn moved me to my back on the bed and I slumped into the cushions without protest, my eyes half-lidded and my breathing slow and even.
Hands slid up my legs, stroking my stomach, and I only knew they were Allen’s because they lacked Finn’s callouses. The bedside table opened and I turned my head lazily to watch Finn take out condoms and lube. “Still want more, love?” he asked without turning.
“Me, or Allen?” I asked, sighing as Allen cuddled up beside me, still running his hands down my body.
“Both.” Finn’s smile was gentle as he looked at us, and his eyes … so deep and full of love. I knew that look, knew exactly what he was feeling. We’d come so close to losing each other too many times; it only made our love more fierce and vast. A love that wouldn’t be broken.
I nodded. “I do.”
“Allen, love?” Finn asked, crawling back onto the bed and pressing a kiss first to my forehead and then Allen’s.
“Yes,” Allen replied, his voice hoarse. “I need more.”
“I know,” Finn murmured, and leant across me, his chest brushing mine with warmth and sensation that woke up my arousal again. He caught Allen’s lips in a slow and heated kiss, one hand tangled in Allen’s hair and the other braced on my hip. I felt … part of it, of them, somehow. I felt wanted.
I saw the split second the atmosphere between us changed, as Finn bit Allen’s lip hard and Allen whimpered with need. “You want Elara, Allen?”
Allen nodded, panting.
Finn lowered his head and, like he had with me earlier, struck his fangs into Allen’s throat, pulling a quick swallow of blood before licking the wounds shut. “Out loud please, Allen.”
“I want—” Allen struggled to speak. “I want Elara.”
My heart raced. I turned onto my side to look at him, from his lust-hazy eyes, his flushed cheeks and chest, his broad body and then his engorged cock, precum spilling from the tip.
“How?” Finn demanded, trailing kisses down to Allen’s nipple where he once again sank fang into him. My eyes darkened with hunger and desire and I must have made some small sound because Finn lifted his head and grinned sharply. “Deny yourself nothing, Ellie,” he murmured, running a thumb over my bottom lip. “If you want to feast on Allen, he won’t complain.”
As if in response Allen’s cock jerked, and I wasted no time. The first rush of honey smoke and vanilla blood over my tongue had me shuddering and shaking like a pseudo-orgasm. I gulped down the hot, sweet blood, trailing my hands over the peppered scars on his thighs, but drew away after a minute, afraid to take too much.
Allen looked like he was in a state of rapture, his mouth open, eyes unseeing, and chest heaving with each breath.
“Allen?” I breathed. “Are you alright?”
“Don’t worry about him, love,” Finn laughed, kissing Allen’s hip bone. “He’s always like this. Gets drunk on sex and being fed on.”
“I can hear you,” Allen mumbled.
“And is any word I’m saying a lie?” Finn asked, trailing gentle touches down Allen’s thighs and watching the muscles flutter.
“No,” Allen admitted.
I ran my fingers across Allen’s chest, between and around the bite marks, grinning when goose bumps followed the path of my fingertips. “Didn’t Finn ask a question a few minutes ago?” I reminded him, greedy for more of their words.
“I did, Ellie, you’re right,” Finn replied in a deep, purring voice. “How, exactly, do you want our Elara, Allen?”
Allen whimpered. Huge, muscular, bigger-than-a-monster-truck Allen Patel whimpered. “I want to be inside you, Elara.”
“Good,” Finn praised. “What else?”
“I want—I want to feel you come—around me,” Allen gasped.
“I want that too,” I said.
Finn grazed Allen’s thigh, his fangs out, but he paused and laughed as Allen bucked at the slight touch
. “No, you’re a bite away from coming, aren’t you?” He kissed Allen’s thigh instead. “What are you waiting for, Allen? Our darling Elara wants to be filled.”
My eyes nearly rolled back in my head. Finn reached for a condom, freeing it of its wrapper and giving Allen’s hard dick a quick pump—Allen cried out—before slipping the condom on. I wanted to tell them to forget it, but I wasn’t ready to have kids yet. Someday, maybe. Definitely. But now? After everything that had happened yesterday? I wanted the dust to settle before I made any huge life decisions.
My heart thumped fast as Allen pushed to his knees and settled over me, between my legs, his eyes a little clearer as he looked at me with such tenderness and desire. His hands caressed an impossible mix of relaxed comfort and demanding lust through my skin as he touched my neck, my breasts, my stomach, my legs.
He touched his thumb to my pussy, sliding between my clit and my pulsing opening, and I caught my breath as he looked steadily at me with those warm brown eyes and asked, “Ready?”
I nodded quick.
I didn’t know where to look—at Allen gripping my thighs as his hips thrust up, or at Finn devouring us both with his eyes, his hand wrapped around his own length—but my eyes fell shut and I groaned as Allen filled me.
I swear my heart stopped as he pushed all the way inside me, stretching me and sending tremors of pleasure all the way inside me.
SHARING
The bed slammed against the wall with every powerful thrust Allen made into me, each one dizzying and blurring my mind until nothing existed but the point where we came together. My body was on fire, my breasts heavy and full, and my hips straining to meet his every thrust.
I could barely breathe, and that was before Finn leant over to steal my breath in a scorching hot kiss of teeth, tongue, and fangs. He nipped my bottom lip, rolled his tongue over the blood, and groaned into my mouth. My pussy quivered around Allen’s cock, and his loud grunt joined the sounds of our bodies slamming together. I was on the edge of an orgasm, so damn quickly, and Finn knew. His eyes dark blue with desire and his lips red and bitten, he grinned, and reached between me and Allen to furiously rub my bundle of nerves.
My back shot off the mattress and I choked on a silent cry.
“You are so beautiful when you come, Ellie,” Finn murmured as I crashed back to Earth. He kissed my shoulder, my jaw, my lips, quick brushes that grounded me. My eyes rolled shut as Allen slowed, then stopped altogether, leaning down to give me a slow, long, loving kiss. My heart fluttered.
“I love you,” I breathed, my eyes opening to a mere slit even though I meant to pry them fully apart. “Finn—Allen—I love you. So much.”
“I love you too,” Allen replied, smiling.
Finn’s eyes went really soft. He brushed my cheek with a gentle touch, leaning in for a soft kiss. “My heart is yours, Ellie.” He glanced at Allen, then back at me. “I never thought I would love anyone this much again, and certainly not two people. Two amazing, kind, brave, intelligent, sexy people.” He stroked Allen’s ass and squeezed my breast on the last word but quickly subdued. “I could never live without you.”
“You never have to,” Allen said firmly.
I shook my head. “Never.”
Finn’s smile was so, so gentle. “Do you think it’s too much to hope we have a long, happy life after this?”
Allen shrugged. “Let’s have one, anyway, even if someone tries to take it from us again.”
Finn carded his fingers through Allen’s hair. “How hard is it for you to stay still right now, love?”
Allen’s eyes darkened. “Very.”
Finn kissed him hard on the mouth. “Then move. I think our beloved Elara’s ready for more.”
My mouth fell open on a protest—I was still too sensitive—but then Allen moved and the head of his cock bumped against an explosive spot inside me and I moaned loudly, throwing my head back.
Finn laughed, an unrestrained sound that lit up my heart with fireworks. I loved him, loved them both, so damn much.
“Finn—” Allen barked out, and I lifted my head, curious.
“Yes, darling?” Finn asked, kneeling behind Allen. I strained to see he had a finger inside Allen’s ass and judging by the look on Allen’s face it felt incredible.
“I won’t last,” Allen said, panting.
“That’s alright, love,” Finn said in his calm, dominant voice. My pussy throbbed, and Allen choked on a groan. “I’ll take care of Elara if you come quickly.” I watched his biceps flex as he thrust a finger in and out of Allen’s ass. “Want me to stop?”
“No,” Allen rasped instantly.
A wicked grin bloomed on Finn’s face. “Good boy.”
Allen’s hips jerked and I swore as he bottomed out inside me. Allen thrust shallowly, driving me wild with impatience and frustration. I pushed my hips up to control his pace and depth and the choked sound he made thrilled me.
“Okay?” Finn asked quietly. Allen nodded, Finn laid a kiss against his spine, and instantly he was back in dominant mode, that dark look in his eye making me drip all over Allen’s cock. “Two fingers enough, or do you want more?”
“More,” Allen gasped, his face red as I ground my hips against his dick and Finn thrust fingers into him. “Please, Finn—”
“Please what?”
“Please, I want your dick,” Allen gasped.
“Mmm?” Allen’s mouth fell open in protest as Finn withdrew his fingers, a needy sound of complaint spilling from Allen’s lips and making me throb around his dick. “Where do you want me?” I couldn’t see what Finn was doing but his words were turning me on even more than I already was, impossibly. “How about … here?”
“Yes,” Allen burst out. “Yes—please—Finn!”
“Since you asked so politely,” Finn said with a grin, and the next thing I knew Allen was gripping the sheets on either side of me tight enough to shred them, his breath coming in loud pants as he dipped his head and kissed me. I stopped grinding against him, thinking he probably needed time to adjust to Finn’s cock filling him, and stroked his sides with my fingertips as he kissed me hard.
“What does that—feel like?” I breathed.
“Like,” Allen rasped, “like fireworks going off inside me. Like my nerves are lit up and I’m sparking with electricity on the—inside—ahh, Finn!”
Finn thrust forward slowly but with enough force to nudge Allen deeper inside me. I gasped at the sensation, my nails digging into Allen’s sides. Finn groaned long and deep, the sound like a lit spark inside me as Allen began to thrust faster. Finn picked up his own pace, driving hard into Allen, and Allen fucked me at the same time. Tingles swept my body, my face flush and hands curling into claws in Allen’s sides.
“Elara,” Allen gasped, his eyelids heavy as he kissed me again, his chest brushing my hard nipples as he pressed closer to me. I clenched around him, my head spinning. So close—so close. “Are you going to—”
I nodded fast, gasping with each breath, heat coiling low in me, tighter and tighter and tighter. Finn fucked Allen harder, in turn driving Allen’s dick deep into me, hitting those spots inside me that made fireworks explode through my nerves. Finn changed his angle and gripped my thigh, and that feeling of him touching me, both of them touching me, sent me over the edge.
I wrenched away from Allen’s kiss with a loud cry, my whole body quivering and spasming as I came so hard the world blacked out around me. Pleasure hit me in waves as forceful as a tsunami, and those waves just kept coming as Finn fucked me through Allen and Allen sucked my pulse into his mouth before biting down. He growled into my throat as his own release hit him, his cock jerking wildly inside me, dragging more pleasure from me right as I was about to come down from the high.
“Fuck,” Finn grunted. “Allen—”
Finn grabbed my hand, pried it from Allen’s side so he could squeeze it so tight as he thrust once more and his body seized. He grunted an animal cry, holding onto me and Allen both as he climaxed,
and then exhaled ragged, broken breath after ragged, broken breath.
“Holy shit,” he whispered, even that sound shuddery.
With care, he pulled himself out of Allen and collapsed onto the bed beside me. Allen was still laid on top of me, his breathing turning steady and his eyes fluttering shut, but I didn’t want to move for even a second, especially not as Finn curled his body around ours, his arm thrown over Allen’s back and his mouth pressing lazy kisses to my shoulder.
It was worth it—all the things I’d gone through, all the nightmares, the pain, the fear. It was worth it to have moments like these with the people I loved. That was the only thought in my head as I drifted to sleep.
It was worth it all.
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