Aurora's Triangle

by Titania Ladley

  She wept as they withdrew their fangs and the blissful sensations ebbed. “Again. I want more. Please.”

  Endre chuckled behind her. “Eager, so eager, my little vampiress.” He rose and smacked her ass across the very spot where he’d just bitten her. Her head snapped back on a gasp, her eyelids flew open. She panted, her vision blurring as she stared up at the fat yellow moon and tried to acclimate herself to the new sensations. The sting of the spanking was excruciating at first, but soon, the reddened cheek of her ass warmed and she felt the blood tingle and pool there. Desire eased out from that blistering spot and oozed into her pussy. The breeze blew over the offended flesh soothing the fire, stirring up the scent of her arousal.

  Strangely, she longed for Endre to do it again, mentally begged him as he kissed the nape of her neck. “More…” she panted.

  Endre obeyed, and it invigorated her, making her feel dominant despite her bound position. He spanked her again, this time on the opposite side, and much, much harder.

  “Oh!” Aurora jolted against the rope. It bit into her wrists, yet all her mind’s focus centered on her buttocks. She’d never been spanked before, but it didn’t take long to realize she liked it, enjoyed being tied and at his mercy as he inflicted the pain-pleasure sensations on her. The more he smacked, the hotter she became, and her cunt dripped honey onto her inner thighs.

  She shivered and heard him inhale, knowing he drew in the musky fragrance of her excitement mixed with the blood left behind by their sex-feeding bites.

  “You’ll get more, Aurora, believe me, you’ll get a lot more…” Tabor drew her close, his lips skimming down over the swell of her breast. He untangled her legs from around his hips and bent to cup each globe, alternating sucking with licking each taut berry. It caused a wicked pull from nipples to groin, and her pussy spasmed, releasing another gush of cream. She dangled between them, and knew a sudden urge to be freed, to attack and be attacked.

  But that wouldn’t be happening. Not yet. Endre pressed his naked body against her back, his rock-hard arousal cradled between her buttocks. He slid a hand around and held up the weight of one breast for Tabor, while the fingers of his other hand snaked down to slither into the folds of her swollen lips.

  “Ah, you two are bad, evil.” Her cat’s meow carried out across the ocean, echoing in the moonlit night, morphing into a growl from deep in her throat.

  “Let’s just see how evil we can get, huh, Endre?” Tabor rasped.

  “I’m with you, Tabor, always with you,” he said, the tip of his cock probing between her legs, becoming coated by the juices that dribbled from her quim.

  Aurora’s eyelids had clamped shut to further savor the ecstasy Endre’s fingers gave her as he found her clitoris and flickered his fingertip over its small bulk. When she heard the swoosh of emerging wings, her eyes flew open to see Tabor still in man form, but he’d shifted his falcon wings out in order to assist in his leap upward.

  He hovered above her, a naked angel, his eyes gleaming as only a vampire’s could. The moonlight glinted off his fangs while his wings flapped behind him. Lunar light radiated in a halo around his form making him appear ethereal, god-like.

  “You said you wanted to taste me. Now’s your chance.” Tabor moved closer, his cock at her lip level. She understood now, and her mouth watered. Behind her, Endre pressed just the head of his rod into her vagina.

  “Oh my God.” She licked her lips and groped forward with her mouth as far as her restrained arms would allow. Her hands tightened around the rope, which gave her the leverage she needed to thrust her ass back in an attempt to take Endre’s cock into her pussy. But she couldn’t quite reach. “Closer. Come closer, both of you. Mmm, Tabor, you look so damn scrumptious.”

  She heard the flap of Tabor’s wings as he maneuvered himself, floating nearer. A gust of salt-scented sea wind blew in, circling around them. A white drop of pre-cum glistened from his slit. At the very moment she closed her mouth over Tabor’s penis, Endre slipped inside her from behind.

  The salty, slightly bitter flavor of the pearl of juice burst in her mouth. She hungered for more, and swirled her tongue around the satiny head. Aurora delighted in the power she wielded over Tabor, and knew a moment of sheer dominance, despite her position of complete submission. His fingers raked through her hair, guiding her head, plunging his long silky rod down her throat. She opened, giving him all of her, just as she did for Endre. Pushing back, using her tied arms as support, she thrust time and time again, stroking Endre’s long cock with her slick canal, devouring Tabor’s with her mouth.

  The trio’s moans and muffled cries carried out across the bay. Seagulls of the night cawed, their screams of excitement echoing on the cliffs and drifting inland toward the abandoned town of Oszkar. Below, the surf pounded against rock and sand, its tide receding and flowing in time with their frantic dance of sex and vampire need.

  It didn’t take long from there. Aurora rose on the summit of ecstasy as the orgasm burst through her body. It burned like lava, scorching her veins and incinerating her pussy. Tabor’s wings flapped faster, louder, as he emptied himself inside her mouth, his cock now so hard it felt like a hot, silk-covered stone in her mouth. Aurora drank of his semen, gulping it down as she would his blood, thirsty, hungry for all of him. Endre grunted his release, his arms clutching her to him while he sent her clitoris on one last spasm of elation.

  Tabor eased his cock from her mouth and fell in a heap at her feet, his wings now gone. “Bloody feast, that was the best yet.” His barrel-thick chest rose and fell as he gasped for air.

  “Holy hell, I love having her at our mercy like that.” Endre collapsed on the ground at her left, his head falling back and sinking onto the grassy patch of earth next to Tabor. Their bodies made an inverted “V”, and Aurora thought how they should cut her down now so she could complete that triangle.

  “I’ll be the first to agree I love being at your mercy,” she panted, yanking on the rope. “So how about letting me down now? We should probably get some rest in preparation for our trip in the morning.”

  Tabor slid a look at Endre. Endre flicked his gaze at Tabor. Aurora tried to ignore the wary misgivings that slid into her stomach.

  “What? Why are you two looking at each other like that?” Aurora hung there, her shoulder joints starting to ache. And the longer they avoided her stare, the more her heart thudded with distrust.

  “Endre, Tabor, what the fuck’s going on here?” She jerked against the rope. For the first time since they’d lured her here and tied her up, her gaze rose and took in the enormous knotted mess around the tree limb above her. “Get me down from here—now.”

  They sat up in unison and got to their feet in all their naked, vampire magnificence.

  “Rora,” Tabor murmured, crossing to fetch her pile of clothes. “Sorry to say, but you’re not going with us to Greenland.”

  “What?” No, this couldn’t be. It seemed she’d been duped. Her lovers had deliberately blocked their thoughts, keeping her from picking up on their deceitful travel plans…plans that didn’t include Aurora. Her eyes widened in fear. She no longer enjoyed the playful sensation of captivity. Panicked, she yanked against the rope. Bitter betrayal and a strange sensation that felt much like claustrophobia closed in on her as the reality of their manipulative plan finally sank in.

  The rotten pricks had seduced her into imprisonment.

  “We’re sorry, babe,” Endre said, slipping socks on her feet and a pair of soft cotton pants over her legs. “But we can’t take the chance. He could kill you. We love you too much to risk it.”

  “Oh!” Endre stepped back just in time to avoid a swift kick to the balls.

  “Theo would never do that to me. You idiots, he’s my father. Don’t you realize you need me there, if not for negotiations with him, then as an additional blood source to revive them all? There could be hundreds, even thousands of them. It could take you days or weeks to free them all!”

  “We’re not goi
ng to allow you to get caught in the professor’s trap,” Tabor insisted, tossing Endre his clothes.

  “Trap?” Her voice squeaked with incredulity. “What the hell do you think this is?” She rattled the rope so the limb shook and leaves rained down on them.

  “Don’t be silly, doll,” Endre teased, flicking a leaf off his shoulder. His eyes glittered like two coins of gold in the moonlight. He located a cape and nodded to Tabor, who bent behind her and wrapped his arms around her legs to prevent her from flailing them. Endre then tied the cloak around her neck to block the night chill from her naked torso. “We’ll be back in no time to release you.”

  “No time?” She wrenched against the ties and kicked haphazardly, attempting to make contact with meaty male flesh. The two backed easily out of reach. “It’s thousands and thousands of miles away, you morons!”

  Tabor chuckled, pulling a T-shirt over his head. “Don’t act as if you haven’t learned that in our semi-falcon forms, we can fly that far in only a few hours.”

  “Whatever.” She huffed out a breath of defeat. “Damn it, you promised me we’d be leaving tomorrow morning.”

  “That was a ruse to keep you off track. We’d always intended to leave tonight.”

  “Great. Even though she’s a scholarly scientist, Aurora’s idiocy strikes again. Okay,” she sighed, “so you’re going to depart tonight instead of in the morning, and you’re just going to leave me here hanging by my bloodied, raw wrists while you fly off into the moonlight?”

  “Nope.” Tabor located his jeans, donned them, and dug a knife from a back pocket. He sauntered up to saw the rope. “We’re going to cut you free from the tree, but we’re not going to untie your wrists. And we’ll be putting you in a cage for safe keeping.”

  “A cage?” Panic bubbled up to choke her. “No, please, not a cage. I’m begging you, I get—”

  “Easy, love. We’re only doing this because we love you and we don’t want to see you captured and frozen by your own boss—and father. You’ll be fine. You’ll be afforded all the luxuries of any stubborn Vencelze vampiress who’s threatened to disobey her husband masters. The cage is all set up like a pampered mistress’s suite.”

  “Disobey? Oh, you—” She tumbled into Endre’s arms when Tabor slashed through the last twines of the rope. Endre hoisted her up. Thrashing and kicking, she hissed, “Let me go, you big oaf!”

  They both threw their heads back in unison and laughed deep tones of amusement. Tabor took her legs while Endre carried her upper body. With her wrists still tied, she had no freedom of arm movement, a range of motion required in order to morph into falcon and escape. It enraged her to the point of madness making her fangs grow to record lengths. She attempted to bite, to kick, to scream, but it was no use. They had her completely overpowered.

  “Please,” she finally begged, dissolving into tears as they carried her across the yard and through a basement door she hadn’t known existed. “Don’t do this to me. I get claustro—”

  Before she could finish her statement, they’d tossed her into a large twenty-by-twenty pen set up just inside the cellar door. It was cool and candlelit inside, and beams of lunar light spilled through the open portal and slanted across the stone floor. The pleasant aroma of pineapple and coconut filled her nostrils, but she didn’t take time to peruse her accommodations. She stood there gaping at her untrustworthy lovers, watching helplessly as they locked the bars against her escape and shifted to half-falcon.

  “No, wait!” she shrieked, gripping the bars between her pressed palms and rattling the cage. “Endre, Tabor, goddamn it, let me out of here!”

  In two second’s time, they had slipped through the outer door and disappeared from her line of vision. She heard the flapping rhythm of their retreating wings fade away into the moonlit night.

  Aurora squeezed the bars so tightly, her fingernails dug into her palms. Anger boiled in her Vencelze blood at what they had done to her. She let out a bitter laugh. Had they really assumed she’d hunker down in their stupid cage and just wait for them to return? Was it a trap, or did they really forget she was now just as much Vencelze as they were and fully capable of shifting to falcon form too…that is, if she could somehow get her wrists free in order to do so. Foremost, did they really think she’d allow them to fly off and go kill her father? She was a vampire now, but that didn’t change the facts of her human birth. Tabor and Endre had another think coming if they arrogantly assumed they could carry out their plan of murder without a fight from her.

  Determined to outwit them and make it to the laboratory center in time, she made a mad dash around the cage. Suddenly, her gaze snapped to the candlelit table in the corner set with enough fruit, cheese, dried meat, and wine to last her several days.

  Aurora raced across the space, her bare feet padding over cold stone. “A knife. There has to be at least a damn butter knife somewhere in this feast.” With her bound hands, she fumbled and searched through the elegant spread of food-laden China, bowls, and stemware.

  “Damn, no silverware.”

  Perusing the confinement yet again, she zoned in on the wrought-iron bed. The intricate headboard twisted and turned in a fancy filigree of roses and ivy. Any other time, she would have been drawn to the inviting plush bedding, imagining herself there being ravished by Endre and Tabor. But instead, her gaze riveted to the arrow-shaped posts. The elegant twists rose upward on either side of the bed, blending into black iron points fashioned to look like large leaves.

  “Bingo.” She crossed to the headboard. Holding her bound wrists over the top of one sharp post, she moved her hands forward and back, sawing the thin rope thread by thread. Within three minutes, she was free.

  Full shift now, Aurora. None of that graceful half-woman, half-falcon look you love. This time, you must change into complete falcon in order to be small enough to get through the bars.

  As the rage continued to simmer like acid in her gut, she inhaled to gain focus. It took a lot more energy to perform full shift, so she concentrated with an intensity like never before. Fanning her arms in an arc, she forced her body to morph from human shape into true, complete falcon. The transformation gave her a vaguely unpleasant sensation of compression, but she ignored it. With her wings tucked along her sides, she waddled between the bars into freedom.

  Making her way across the floor and through the cellar door they’d left ajar, Aurora then rose and hovered near the tree they’d lured her to. Flapping her wings, she spread them wide, shifting forms yet again. She let out a hushed caw of triumph and soared on the gusty winds. Ahead, just out to sea off the shores of Balitori Island, she could scarcely see the dark forms of Endre and Tabor silhouetted against the starlit, moon-bathed sky. Slowing her speed, she decided to hang back the entire journey until they’d all reached the mining facility. And this time, they wouldn’t be able to stop her.

  Just as they’d informed her, it didn’t take long for a vampire in semi-falcon mode to travel the distance. Within hours, the air had cooled, changing from tropical to Arctic. She became mesmerized once again by the northern lights as she approached Greenland. Scarlet and emerald gave way to an occasional topaz or diamond-white glimmer. Only now the stark colors of the sky seemed to shimmer more, to finally embrace her as one with the light. As a raptor, she felt more a part of the world and nature than she ever had as a human.

  Animal needs raged in her system, a reminder that she now had a purpose in her new immortality. She had become a true vampire, one who would assist in saving her people.

  She suppressed a caw of fulfillment for fear of giving away her location to her mates. Mates intent on killing her father.

  Aurora tucked that morbid thought away for the moment and scanned the horizon. Straits snaked through the archipelagos, but the one island that could be used as a definite landmark was the one where she’d come months ago to apprentice. Awe-inspiring, the domed research structure finally came into view, its mass set on the endless white carpet of snow. Icebergs, glaciers
, and fjords dotted the expanse, the northern lights reflecting and glimmering off their irregular surfaces.

  Whiffs of smoke carried on the wind, and she heaved a sigh, hoping upon hope that it meant Theodore was back from the hospital and well. If he were there, he’d have the small wood-burning stove in the living quarters chugging to give the area a supplemental boost of toasty warmth. The freezer units would be far from that heat, she knew now. But where had he put the other Vencelzes—if he still had them? She’d happened upon only Tabor and Endre that night weeks ago, but there hadn’t been evidence of others. Of course, if the professor had been sly enough to hide one laboratory freezer from her, she was certain there were others somewhere in the bowels of the huge facility.

  It seemed ages since she’d been whisked away by Tabor and Endre, yet the station appeared outwardly unchanged. She circled an ice-capped mountain just south of the mining center while she waited for Endre and Tabor to shift to human form in order to enter the building. It didn’t take them long. Eager on their mission, their majestic bird shapes faded quickly, almost ghostlike. They floated down, landing at the main entrance as humans, and promptly disappeared inside.

  Aurora repeated the move and followed after them. Catching Theo’s warm human scent, she knew that her father had indeed returned in her absence. She drew in a deeper breath and followed the mixed-scent trail of Endre, Tabor, and Theo. Careful not to alert her husbands, she tracked them, huntress-like, down several staircases and through doors she hadn’t known existed. Finally, she pushed her way through a large iron portal just accessed by Endre and Tabor.

  Theo glanced up just in time to see first Tabor and Endre, followed by Aurora, step into the laboratory. “Aurora! What…?” Theo stammered and stumbled backward.