Blood Bound

by V. J. Devereaux

  She pulsed with need, wanting to be filled, to be taken.

  They took turns kissing her, sucking on her, all of her. Their warm mouths moved over her throat, brushed lightly over her ears to nibble at the lobes, before one or the other of them returned to her mouth to taste, to devour, then to her breasts, down her belly. They sought out her erogenous zones, licking, nibbling and sucking until she was gasping, wet and aching. Their cocks were heavy against her thighs.

  Just the thought of one of those thick shafts penetrating her made her want to moan. The idea that both of them would take her made her pussy clench and ache, her thighs go more damp.

  Every inch of her skin seemed to be on fire. Her breasts felt heavy, swollen, her nipples as hard as diamonds. In all her life she’d never ached so much, longed so much to be filled, to have a cock buried deep inside her.

  With a knowing glance and a grin at Julian, Nico bent to kiss her belly as Julian curled his leg tighter around Rafi’s to shift her a little.

  She saw Julian grin back.

  Delirious with pleasure, she still managed to give them a wary, amused look.

  Nico shifted down the length of her body as Julian’s drew her legs even further apart and she realized what he was doing, what they were doing.

  She found she was helpless, spread for Nico like a banquet with Julian’s leg curled around hers to keep her legs open while Nico gently pressed her thighs even farther apart. He slid his hands beneath her to cup her ass, tilted her hips to open her to him.

  Pure need speared deep into her belly as Nico carefully parted the curls between her thighs with his thumbs, parted the delicate folds of her pussy and then lowered his head to breathe in the scent of her arousal. Then his tongue touched her, tasted her with just the lightest flick of his tongue against her sensitized clit.

  A sharp jolt of pleasure speared through her at that delicate touch. She moaned and very nearly cried out as it shot through her.

  The two men looked at each other and smiled.

  Nico sighed as he lay between Rafi’s shapely thighs. The rich, musky scent of her pleasure filled him. Lovely. He smiled when she twitched in response to the barest touch.

  Delicately, he swept his tongue slowly and deeply between the delicate folds, driving a low moan of pleasure from her.

  Nico truly loved eating pussy but to his delight he found he loved eating Rafi’s even more. He loved giving that pleasure to a woman, but to Rafi? That was different. She was so incredibly sensitive. Each slide of his tongue over her lower lips made her tighten, her back bow, her breath catch. Her body quivered with each flick of his tongue on her clit. The muscles in her belly and thighs twitched at each touch.

  Julian loved her responsiveness. He curled an arm around her to hold her securely in place as he brushed gentle kisses over her face. He played with her swollen breasts, her tightly furled nipples, as Nico settled in to savor her, knowing how much his cousin enjoyed this particular act. He had his own pleasures, and intended to take them.

  While Nico licked and savored, Rafi felt Julian’s mouth close over first one nipple, then the other, to nip and suck.

  Delicious heat poured through her as Nico slid his clever tongue up to swirl around her clit, to tease it with quick, light flicks. She wailed softly as torrents of pleasure ran through her with each delicate touch. His mouth closed on her pussy and pleasure poured though her as his warm tongue laved her deeply. The sensation was incredible. He fucked her with his tongue, something she’d never experienced, sucking on her, suckling on her, devouring her.

  She quivered as he and Julian tormented her in ways she’d only ever dreamed of, but wished could be real.

  Nico savored her, the rich cream of her, the musky scent of her arousal exciting, enticing him. Sliding his tongue deep inside her as she moaned, he suckled on her to draw it out. With each motion of his tongue, he watched vibrant color sweep beneath her skin. No woman had ever responded to him as freely as she did. It was incredible.

  She was lost in what they did to her, her eyes unfocused.

  What would it be like to tie her down so she couldn’t wiggle and writhe as she did now? If she were spread, helpless to prevent him, with every muscle taut, her hands clutching the ropes or scarves as he devoured her? Just the thought made him shiver in anticipation.

  He drove her up to the heights of pleasure, delighted as he felt the muscles of her belly tighten, her thighs quiver with each stroke of his tongue across her clit. Moans and soft cries escaped her as her body strained against Julian’s implacable grip while Julian’s teeth and fingers tugged on her tightly furled nipples.

  Settling his mouth over her clit, Nico swiftly pushed two fingers inside her, found and then stroked her g-spot. He took a breath and drew her clit into his mouth again, suckling.

  Rafi’s eyelids fluttered, her body shuddered helplessly beneath his erotic assault.

  Nico wanted to hear her scream with pleasure, her body open for him in offering.

  He would take her soon knowing Julian would watch as he did it. The idea was intensely exciting.

  Deliberately, he swirled his tongue around her sensitive clit where his lips held it trapped.

  A long low wail escaped her, building as he sucked on her with increasing intensity.

  Rafi surrendered as her orgasm built, her legs opened for him, quivering helplessly.

  “This can be just for your pleasure,” Julian said against her ear.

  Rafi trembled, nearly speechless at the thought of him feeding from her at the same time Nico ate her pussy. She curled her hand around his head to draw his mouth down against her throat.

  “Please,” she whispered, need rushing through her.

  She wanted that delicious ecstasy, as Julian fed on her with hard pulls at her throat. And with Nico eating her pussy? She was in heaven as each stroke of Nico’s tongue sent shots of heat rippling through her.

  Pressing a kiss against her hammering pulse, Julian breathed, “Thank you.”

  No,…thank you, she thought as his mouth closed over her throat.

  He didn’t stop playing with her nipples, for which she was grateful. His long fingers tugged and pinched them as he held her gently immobile.

  She quivered helplessly, her body instinctively trying to escape the carnal torture that drew cry after cry from her.

  Each flick and sweep of Nico’s tongue over her clit and his fingers in her core, stroking her g-spot, had her muscles jumping in response, each a sharp burst of pleasure, building on the last as her orgasm grew, swelled within her.

  Rafi nearly wept from the pleasure that swept through her in waves.

  Sensation from Julian’s hands teasing her breasts and Nico’s mouth on her clit, his fingers inside her, streamed through her, pooled, built.

  Her mind went blank, her entire body awash as ecstasy gathered within her like a tightly wound spring. She cried out as Nico’s tongue flicked her clit. Then Julian bit into her throat, and the sensation of his mouth on her, his teeth penetrating her, added another layer of pleasure. Ecstasy burst free, roared through her. She went rigid, shuddering, crying out in delirious bliss.

  It seemed to Rafi that her orgasm would never stop, pleasure rolled through her in huge, deep waves as she quivered wildly with each swallow, each soft tug on her throat from Julian as Nico sucked at her pussy.

  Nico watched her, watched Julian.

  The look on Julian’s face as he fed was all the answer Nico needed. But he was hard, incredibly hard, and the taste and sound of Rafi’s pleasure was driving him crazy. He loved that she would let them hear it but it was too much. Control vanished.

  Surging up, Nico drove his cock deep into the hot, tight wetness where his tongue had been, his fingers had been, only moments before. Her slick internal muscles clenched around his throbbing member as he thrust it deeply into her. She felt incredible.

  He buried his shaft inside her all the way to the hilt, balls-deep.

  It…she, was wonderful. So tight
, so hot and so very wet.

  Nico smiled as she tightened around him. Her muscles still quivered from her orgasm, stroking him. All he wanted to do was fuck her, pound into her and he did, her cries of pleasure like spurs to his thrusts, driving him onward.

  His own orgasm erupted through him as he emptied into her.

  Marvelous. She was marvelous. Sweet and intoxicating.

  Julian had to force himself to stop, to take enough for the pleasure of the taste of her and the rush her ecstasy gave him as well as her. Nico had yet to feed as well.

  Licking his lips to savor the taste for just a moment longer, Julian held Rafi gently as she quivered with pleasure, watched Nico as he took her. Another cry of pleasure burst out of her at the sensation of Nico’s cock inside her. Nico’s eyes closed as his body arched and he thrust inside her, his cock buried deep, his hips pistoned against her.

  Soon, Julian would also take her, he longed to feel her sweet pussy close around him, too.

  Julian looked at Rafi, her lovely eyes closed, her expression ecstatic. She smiled as Nico drove his cock into her. That smile astonished him.

  Opening her eyes, Rafi saw Julian looking at her tenderly. Nico was poised above her like a beautiful marble statue, his cock buried deep within her. His gorgeous body went taut as he froze, his hips locked to hers as he pumped his hot cum inside her. Every lean muscle of that beautiful body was tight - the muscles of his strong shoulders were bunched, his head was thrown back. As incredible as he felt inside her, he looked even more beautiful above her as he emptied himself and his heat filled her.

  A breath shuddered out of her.

  Julian dropped a light kiss on her lips and then Nico did too, as his orgasm released him, his hips thrusting against hers.

  She reached up to touch their faces, her fingers trembling.

  “That was incredible,” she said.

  Nodding, Julian said, “Definitely. You are marvelous, Rafita, on many, many levels. But we’re not done. It’s my turn.”

  Julian shifted and Nico moved to take his place.

  “I can’t,” she said, laughing weakly. “It’s not possible. I’m too limp to move.”

  She’d never had two orgasms in a row.

  Julian looked at her as some men would eye a good steak or fine caviar. A shot of lust burst through her.

  Again? So soon? Be careful what you wish for, was all she could think, laughing to herself.

  With a smile, Julian moved down to slide his hands between and beneath her thighs to cup her bottom and lift her, angling her for his own pleasure.

  As always Nico had done a good job, her clit was still swollen. It would be extremely sensitive.

  Watching had been maddening. His cock was like iron - thick, throbbing.

  His breath feathered lightly over delicate tissues. Julian felt her quiver and smiled.

  “We will know very soon,” he promised.

  He was hungry for her. The scent of her satisfaction was ripe in the air. Julian breathed her in, closing his eyes in pleasure as Nico held her, pressed a gentle kiss by the corner of her eye. Nico’s long fingers played over her breasts, her nipples tightened.

  She watched him as he lowered his mouth to her clit, gave it a gentle brush of his tongue as he slipped two fingers inside her, deep, to stroke gently and then with increasing pressure. His eyes never left hers.

  He wanted her to see, to watch him eat her clit as Nico played with her nipples, Nico’s mouth soft against her throat, his tongue tasting her skin.

  She pressed a hand over his, over the one on her hip, the one holding her still, and brushed her other hand across Nico’s muscled chest as she turned her head for Nico to present her throat to him.

  Offering herself to Nico as she had to Julian. Julian went iron-hard in an instant.

  He watched her eyelids flutter, felt the muscles inside her jump with each flick of his tongue. He wanted her now, intensely. Wanted her heated pleasure to close around his throbbing, aching cock. In all his long life he couldn’t remember ever being this hard. The need to possess her was nearly overwhelming.

  First he wanted to give her and Nico this.

  He licked her, lapped at her clit, swirled his tongue over it, driving her up, his fingers inside her stroking as Nico’s fingers played, tightening on her nipples. His tongue touched her already sensitized clit and she arched. He looked at Nico and nodded. He held her in place as Nico’s teeth pierced her and ecstasy shot through her again.

  She was incredible, better than either of them had thought possible. He watched Nico as Rafi’s blood burst into his mouth and he drank her essence. Nico trembled as the glorious taste of her exploded in his mouth. So did Rafi.

  The sight of her beautiful body quivering with pleasure, the pleasure they gave her, was more than Julian could bear. He had to have her, now.

  Surging up, Julian did as Nico had and drove his cock deep inside her in one hard thrust, her wet heat clenching around him.

  Rafi cried out as Julian took her fast and hard. He filled her, stretched her more than Nico had, his cock thicker than Nico’s as it rammed up inside her. She moaned with pure bliss as he stretched her, smiled in ecstasy as he hammered into her while Nico’s fed.

  It was intense, shattering, to have both of them take their pleasure of her this way.

  Julian thrust into her deeply.

  This. This was what she’d been looking for all these years.

  It was as if she’d died and gone to heaven.

  A delicious lassitude swept through her as she trembled and shook, as Julian swelled inside her, stretching her further. She cried out as another orgasm shot through her.

  Her eyes opened at the sound of Julian’s groan, to find him arched above her as Nico had been, his shaft buried inside her, his broader, more muscular body sharply defined as he went taut. He was glorious, primal in his ecstasy. It was like being taken by some ancient Sumerian god.

  Julian drove up hard inside her, his strong body shuddering as he erupted, filled her with his hot cum, a long low groan escaping him.

  Nico moaned as he drank from her, filled his mouth with her. The second burst of her pleasure was even better than the first. He lifted his lips from her throat, licked it before he brushed a kiss over her temple.

  She shivered a little.

  “Rafi, love?” Julian said, eyeing her.

  Rafi smiled at him.

  In all her life she’d never felt so completely sated, so totally and wonderfully used. Her heart still pounded but she supposed that was to be expected.

  “I think she liked it,” Nico said, smiling in return.

  Rafi looked at him, tried to speak and had to clear her throat before trying again.

  “You could say that,” she said, her voice a whisper.

  “So did we. Very much.”

  To her astonishment, Julian carried her into the bathroom as Nico went ahead to start the water running in the huge marble tub. She was too drained to stand, much less wash herself. Instead, they washed her. The warm water was heavenly, as were their soapy, slick hands on her body.

  It felt wonderful.

  “Don’t get too used to this,” Julian teased, kissing her on the nose. “We won’t need to do this once you become conditioned to us.”

  She grinned. “But you don’t mind if I enjoy it now?”

  “Oh no,” he said, his hands slipping over her skin. “No, not at all.”

  Chapter Six

  The house was simply immense. It was like playing hide and go seek, or a treasure hunt in some ancient king’s castle. With Julian, that wouldn’t have been much of a surprise, Rafi thought with a smile. She wandered the halls, exploring, shaking her head in sheer astonishment. Other than the bedroom they shared that morning and one other, clearly Nico’s by the number of computer books, none of the other bedrooms seemed to have been occupied in some time.

  She’d slept for hours, waking only when a very shy maid brought in a tray of food. It was a good thing she was
off-duty for a couple of days. Of course, she’d planned it that way, just in case. She just never expected it to go quite as well as it had. Her body went warm at the memories of the previous night and morning.

  The scent of coffee on the tray the maid brought beckoned to her. Beside the plate was a newspaper. Servants. All the comforts of home. Rafi shook her head. Not her home.

  Ducking her head and smiling, the maid said, “Mr. Julian, he said to tell you to take your time and ask anyone if you wish to find him. Your things are here. There are fresh towels in the bathroom and clothing has been set out for you.”

  The woman gestured to an armoire and left.

  So, she’d taken her time, lifting the lid from the plate, amazed to find her stomach cramping as she looked at the food. She blinked. Scrambled eggs, ham, three kinds of toast and jams, along with a fruit and yogurt parfait. It was too much, far more than the usual bagel and coffee she usually had. The smell was heavenly.

  She ate while she read the newspapers, found her cell phone to check her e-mail and looked around the room.

  It was huge, and plush. Damask draperies framed the windows, thick cords held them back. She’d never seen a bed as big as the one on which she sat. It had to have been custom made it was so large, yet it hadn’t seemed that big with the three of them in it. The thick duvet that covered her lap was a contrasting material to the drapes.

  She laughed to herself. She felt oddly like a princess.

  To her shock she realized that, distracted, she’d eaten every bite of the food.

  Stepping into the bathroom again had been like walking into a sybarite’s delight. The bath was the size of a small pond, easily large enough to fit several people, while the shower had been one of those multi-head, massage and sauna combinations. It felt like heaven to have the water pound over all her stretched and delightfully strained muscles.