Kimberly looked like a freshly fucked filly. Her rosy cheeks glistened with the heat and moisture from a hot shower. “We thought you might join us.”
“Are you disappointed I didn’t?” Conrad asked, curving his arm over his head and relaxing his elbow against a fluffy pillow.
“Yes,” she assured him, dropping to the bed and immediately going for his cock with an open mouth full of promise.
“Ah, Kimberly,” he said, watching her with one eye opened.
Kim knelt to the bed and fisted his cock, rubbing the tip of his head across Conrad’s lips. He eyed his handsome mate and let the lust have them, wrapping his mouth around the hot size of a man stallion, a fellow who knew how to perform in all stages of nature.
Conrad grew harder thinking about the vampire he would unleash. He pushed his cock deeper into Kimberly’s mouth and consumed Kim’s dick with an unharnessed suction, gripping his shaft and licking him, sucking him to his throat and taking his size like he was born to be a champion of such an act.
“Good God,” Kim growled, coming undone and finding a slow and deliberate pace. He gripped the headboard, and with hot lust pouring from his eyes, he said, “You’ve decided, haven’t you?”
Conrad snarled. “You’re determined to read my thoughts and ruin my surprises.”
“Look at it this way,” Kimberly pointed out, releasing Conrad’s cock, “if you turn him, he can’t get in your head anymore.”
She dipped forward and once more took hold of his penis, bobbing her head over his cock, loving him with that delectable mouth of hers. Conrad didn’t return the favor. He gripped Kim’s dick and pulled for his release, kissing the tip now and then but lost in his own pleasure, horny like a motherfucker and dying to get off.
In that instant, he became primal. His fangs dropped well below his lip, and he hissed, allowing himself to become more vampire than man.
“That’s it, lover,” Kim sang, taking ownership over his own pleasure. He worked for his release and found plenty as soon as he took his cock in hand.
Kim came, and his violent spill sprayed across the pillow. The way he towered over Conrad made him want the man more than before.
Conrad humped forward, bucking against Kimberly’s mouth until his hot cum shot down her throat. She licked and sucked like she expected to find more flavor in each drop of his release.
“Ah, Kimberly,” Conrad crooned, brushing the bangs away from her face.
Apparently pleased with herself, she slid away from the bed and perched on a nearby chair, spreading her legs and just as easily showing off her pretty little pussy. Licking her finger, she dropped her thumb to her clit and played with herself, looking sated but quite ready to perform on command.
Kim towered over Conrad. Their hands clasped together. At the same time, Kim’s swollen tip parted Conrad’s cheeks, and he slid inside Conrad’s body with ferocious beats driving him forward.
Conrad grunted when Kim thrust, enjoying the way he slipped in and out of his ass. Eyeing the man who would always be a part of him and understanding the commitment they’d form taking blood, swapping plasma, accepting and giving, releasing and taking.
“This is what you want?” Conrad asked, moaning with another sudden impalement.
“Don’t deny me, Conrad,” Kim pleaded, forcing Conrad’s knees apart and plunging harder, screwing himself tighter and tighter into Conrad’s opening.
“Never,” Conrad promised, enjoying Kimberly’s intimate little sideshow and wondering if she’d eventually ask him to turn her.
When she shook her head, he knew she’d dipped into his thoughts. She also must’ve known how overcome with love he was, how much he needed to give Kim what he desired by taking the blood he offered.
Conrad found the vein he’d claim. Kim developed a faster pace. Conrad hissed and locked his lips over the sweetest blood vessel he’d ever primed in his life.
Kim screeched when Conrad’s bite went deep. He fucked him harder and faster, his cock traveling inside of him, uncurling against his flesh, growing thicker by the second.
Kim buried himself balls deep inside Conrad’s ass, and Conrad locked and closed the final incision, the bite damning enough to cut off circulation if he wanted to go that far. And while Kim continued pounding inside him, Conrad finished him, watching as the blood almost drained completely from his face.
And then he quickly switched places.
* * * *
Kimberly was amazed. Could there be anything more beautiful than witnessing the turning of a shifter?
Kim’s eyes changed a few colors during his transition. When his tan skin took on the alabaster tone, Kimberly knew in her heart she lost one connection only to have it replaced by something quite spectacular.
Conrad was extraordinary in his care. He took Kim and devoured his blood, slurping so loudly at times that Kimberly wondered if he could hold back, stop himself before he took Kim’s life completely. But just when things looked bleak for Kim, Conrad pushed his body away from him, rose over him, scraped a long nail down the front of his neck, hurriedly entered him, and gave himself freely to Kim.
Kim was like a newborn, taking small sips from Conrad’s neck. As he regained his color, he seemed to come alive with the new life he’d been given, turning greedy with bloodlust and yanking for his release, for the freedom he wanted to gain by coming with his lover.
Conrad pressed his palms to Kim’s knees, pushing them forward and thrusting higher. “Give yourself to me!” Conrad exclaimed, looking at Kim with profound love and adoration.
Kim framed Conrad’s face, arched forward, and kissed him like he was grateful. Perhaps he felt the only way to show his gratitude was to seal it off with an unforgettable kiss, and if so, he succeeded.
Kimberly waited until the men screamed out in unmatched bliss, each independently driven and inspired by the other. She then spread her legs, locked her fingers inside her channel, and rode out a most gratifying finger fuck. And to her surprise, the gentlemen there took the time to glance over and enjoy her self-pleasuring show.
Chapter Nine
The next morning, Conrad awoke to Kim staring at him with a particular look in his eyes. It was one Conrad knew well, but he hadn’t expected Kim’s thirst for blood to surface so quickly.
Conrad tapped the vein in his neck and fed him. While they were feeding, Kimberly joined them. The way their bodies found one another and appropriately fell into a rhythm was like nothing Conrad could’ve imagined.
When Kimberly slipped under the covers, she wrapped her slender arms around Conrad’s neck and brought him into a hot kiss, throwing a leg over his hips and encouraging him to fuck her.
Chuckling, Conrad tucked her under his body. “I want on top.”
“I’ll take you however I can get you,” she whispered.
Once inside Kimberly, his cock thrummed against her walls. She was warm and welcoming, like something out of a dark and dirty fantasy, easy to be with and yet dangerous, which only appealed to Conrad all the more.
Kim stepped in behind Conrad and tapped his ass with his fingers. Conrad shifted his position. “That’s my lover,” Kim said, treating him to a finger and then a thumb. Soon, several fingers spread Conrad’s ass, stretching him, working inside him for another purpose.
“This is my ass,” Kim said, stroking him. “Mine,” he growled, moving behind him with total possessiveness.
Kimberly looked into Conrad’s eyes, and he expected heartwarming sentiments. Instead, she said, “He’s just afraid I’ll show you my strap-on.”
Conrad trembled with the mention. He could only imagine Kimberly fucking his ass.
“He likes the idea,” she said, inside his head as usual.
“I like this more,” Conrad told her, taking his time with every stroke, wanting to make love nice and slow.
With a jarring thrust, Kim changed things. His hand came down against Conrad’s hip, and he smacked his bottom one lick with every push. “Oh, God, yeah,” Kim scream
ed, landing another slap across Conrad’s backside until his flesh burned, and he wanted to ask for more.
Kim gripped Conrad’s hips with both hands and fucked him like a new vampire might, hungry and yet uncertain of how to fully sate the hunger. Thirsty, but too horny to allow himself the first drink, and greedy…so greedy, in fact, he realized there would never be another first time.
So Kim made sure the first time was the best time. And Conrad and Kimberly were happy to oblige.
* * * *
Conrad served his lovers in bed. He knew Kimberly didn’t feel like vampires should celebrate Christmas, but if they were truly his mates, then they’d want to please him, and Conrad had one request. He planned to continue living like the humans for as long as he was granted an extended life. For him, enjoying the holidays was so important.
“I thought we established you shouldn’t be celebrating Christmas,” Kimberly said, sitting upright and showing off those beautiful and bountiful breasts.
Conrad slipped a kiss on each nipple and then tugged Kim’s cock, waking him in the process. “I could’ve slept all day.”
“And then you would’ve missed Christmas.”
“Shifters don’t typically acknowledge traditional holidays.”
“You may change your mind,” Conrad remarked. “Besides, today is a special day.”
“Yes,” Kimberly said, clapping her hands and accepting a holiday coffee mug. “It’s the first day of the rest of our lives together, and it looks like we’re off to a good start. Should I expect breakfast in bed every morning?”
“No,” Conrad replied, thinking of the early chores he performed daily on the farm. “Just on Christmas.”
She pouted, and Kim chuckled, hiding his head under the pillow. “Most men feel it’s the woman’s duty to serve up breakfast, Kimberly.”
“Who asked you,” she barked.
“No one, but it’s true. Maybe with two men around to remind you of your place, you’ll pay attention.”
Conrad winked. “I don’t know, Kim. Maybe we could take turns spoiling her. She is outnumbered…for now.”
Kim flipped over and studied the Danish on the Christmas tray. Picking up a fruit-filled pastry, he took a bite and chewed. “That’s pretty good.”
“Wait a minute,” Kimberly said. “Conrad, what did you mean when you said ‘for now’ just a second ago?”
“It’s a surprise,” Conrad replied. “You’ll find out soon enough. Eat your breakfast. I’m going out to feed.”
“You sure?” Kim asked, lifting up the blanket and showing off his hard-on.
“Don’t worry,” Kimberly chirped, “he always has one of those in the morning. I’ll keep it ready for you.”
Conrad’s finger went high in the air. “That’s what I meant to ask you and forgot. I became distracted. When we first met, I thought Kim was somehow related to you. But then the two of you are…”
“The word you’re looking for is intimate,” Kimberly said, flashing a smile.
“Yes, well…what’s your story?”
Kim looked at Kimberly, and they shared a mutual look of appreciation, love, and complete adoration. “Kimberly is part of me,” Kim said. “I helped her through the first shift by taking her form inside mine.”
“How’d you do that?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just something our league of sex shifters have done for generations. We met, decided we were compatible, or rather, she couldn’t live without me…”
Kimberly clobbered him with a pillow. “The truth is we have the same genes. We’re not related, but sex shifters have the same genetic makeup. That’s how we’re able to live inside one another for such a long period of time before we break off and form our own separate identities.”
“So you didn’t choose one another?”
“Nope,” Kimberly said flippantly.
“But you aren’t one in the same now.”
“Duh?” Kimberly arched a brow.
“When I was with you, I mean prior to the split, was I with one or both of you?”
Kimberly smacked her lips and dabbed the napkin across her jelly-coated mouth, chomping down the last bite of Danish. “Oh, no, Conrad, you had both of us. We each enjoyed each and every stroke.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“Disappointed?” Kim asked.
“Not at all,” Conrad said, dropping his robe. “But I have a feeling the two of you might be.”
Kim and Kimberly stared at him with wide eyes. “What the hell?” Kimberly asked, narrowing her gaze on his breasts.
“Oh, my God,” Kim gasped.
“Maybe now the two of you can understand why I never wanted to mate with sex shifters.”
Kim looked at Kimberly and then back at Conrad, who would undoubtedly need to think up a more appropriate female name.
“Is this some kind of joke?” Kimberly asked.
“No,” Conrad said, “I wish it were, but that’s not the case. I’ve lived two hundred years as a male vampire. I enjoy being a man. I’ve had the time of my life chasing skirts, and now, as you can see for yourself, I may have to wear one.”
Kim chuckled. “I don’t object.” Conrad noted the jealousy in Kimberly’s eyes about the time Kim added, “But she might.”
“I’ll adjust,” she said, obviously in a foul mood. She immediately yanked the thin sheet over her chest, which proved she wasn’t exactly feeling as frisky as she might have been a few minutes prior to Conrad’s full exposure.
“I hope so,” Conrad said, shooting her a big, toothy grin.
Kimberly shook her head. “Not that much.”
“We’re mates, lover,” Kim reminded her out of the corner of his mouth, unable to look away from Conrad’s new form.
“Yes, but I’d rather be Camilla’s friend than her lover.”
“Camilla?” Conrad asked.
“It suits you,” she said, smirking.
“Then Camilla it is.”
“Don’t get too used to it,” Kimberly snipped. “You can always undergo a sex change.”
Conrad winked at Kim and then said, “I have a feeling you’re going to like me just the way I am.”
“Don’t count on it,” she huffed. “Kim won’t have a problem taking care of me…and you.”
“As long as we’re together,” Conrad said. “That’s all that matters.”
“Trust me. You’ll miss out on this,” Kimberly said, cupping her breasts but making sure they remained under the covers.
“All we have is time,” Kim said, proudly flashing his fangs.
“Yes, but he has better boobs than I do!” Kimberly wailed.
Conrad looked down and eyed his new body. “You know what? You’re right.” He fingered his nipples and decided there were a few advantages in being a woman. Masturbating wouldn’t get old anytime soon.
Kim yanked Conrad forward and said, “In the spirit of the season, let me see if I can’t worm my way into your tight little package and make your Christmas jolly.”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Conrad said, eyeing Kimberly.
“I didn’t,” Kimberly snipped.
“You will,” Conrad promised.
“Maybe next Christmas,” she said wearily. “Maybe you’ll even change back to a man all on your own.”
“I spent two hundred years as a vampire male.”
Kimberly frowned. “Great,” she drawled. “Then you’ll probably spend four hundred years as a female.”
“She’s right, you know,” Kim said. “Women are always double the trouble.”
“No, smart-ass, they’re twice as much fun,” Kimberly said.
“I hope so,” Conrad said. “Because I have a feeling I’m stuck in this body for a long time.”
Kim gripped his cock. “In that case, let me see if I can’t get stuck there, too.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Conrad whispered, trailing up Kim’s leg with his newly formed slender fingers. “There’s nothing better than spendin
g the holidays in bed.”
“Or observing the holidays from a distance,” Kimberly said, moving to a nearby chair.
They shared a hearty laugh, and Kim went right to work, loving on Conrad with as much passion as he had before. Kimberly watched, and that was fine by Conrad. They were mates regardless of whether they were male or female, human or vampire, shape-shifter or mortal.
The sex would work itself out when the time was right. And if not, maybe Conrad would consider that sex change. Then again, when Kim mounted him, staring down on him with love and acceptance, he wasn’t sure he’d change anything. For the first time in his life, Conrad felt cherished.
Kim and Kimberly may have been an unlikely Christmas match, but through them, Conrad found his true mates. Through them, he discovered having perfect mates included a few relationship difficulties. Even though his idea of love wasn’t perfect, he finally knew love. And that was the greatest gift of all.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Addison Avery is one of several pseudonyms for a best selling, award-winning Tennessee author. Addison’s holiday romances are sold through Siren-BookStrand and include Dancing with Darcy and Christmas with the Stallions.
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