It was the first time she reveled in the role of submissive with no shame or guilt.
"You're perfect." He slipped his hand around her throat, bit her lips and licked the blood off them. "Why didn't I meet you sooner?"
"I'd still be with him." Laurel hissed her passionate response and tossed her dark curls.
Nobody said she'd ever play the role of a perfect submissive. Severin seemed to enjoy her defiant nature. His eyes glowed with lust and he swung his hips harder to penetrate her as deep as possible. He left finger marks on her pale neck.
"Play with your clit while I'm fucking you, slut." He whispered with an affectionate tone. When she obeyed and slid a hand between her thighs, Severin smirked at her. "Good girl. So you'd still be playing his Mistress when you could be my pet?"
"I'll never leave my Corwin because of you, bloodsucker." She screamed out when his tip brushed her G-spot. "Oh, fuck... please, don't stop."
Severin sank his teeth in her earlobe and kept with his seductive whisper.
"You can come with me. I need a passionate slut like you to warm my bed... and I'll take great care of you." He said and pinched her nipples hard. "You can have this every night. I'll wipe any memory of him."
Laurel spat in his face but didn't stop him from thrusting his cock inside her. The anger only fueled her lust, and she clenched her tight walls around him while he ravaged her body. She had a savage look on her face that contorted with each cry of pleasure. Her mind was a confused mess switching between a rough passion and a submissive need to be at his feet.
"Never. Corwin and I are one." She hissed and fondled her clit. Would that madness cease after one more orgasm? "If you try to take me away from him, I'll kill you in your sleep."
Severin wiped his face with a casual elegance and gave her a smile that promised nothing good. He leaned in to pinch her nipples and bite her neck again. His moves got slower and his shaft only teased her no matter how hard she fought to keep him inside her. Laurel rubbed her clit like a mad woman and screamed when Severin retreated from her womb. She squeezed her muscles around him, so he spanked her ass again and slid out of her.
"No, no, please... please, I need to come, please, fuck me again... Rougher..." Poor Laurel begged on her hands and knees and tears of frustration fell down her cheeks. Her captor circled around her with the same cold smile and rubbed his wet tip on her face.
"I think you need a little perspective here, my beautiful whore." He pushed his cock head between her lips, more to silence her than to get gratification. "We left your pet unsatisfied for too long. You need to measure us up together before you decide."
Having said these words, Severin walked to the wall where she had chained Corwin. Her wolf glared at him with a vicious appetite. His canines were glistening under the candle light, big enough to rip a neck with just one bite.
Chains clattered. Laurel's eyes widened in terror and she forgot about her needy body. That madman was messing with the locks around Corwin's wrists.
"What are you doing, you fool?" The metal chain's sound sent a shiver down her entire body. She screamed and tried to get up once Severin opened the first bracelet. Her knees were too weak and Laurel crumbled on the ground with the air frozen in her lungs. "Don't unchain him, you'll kill us both, do you hear me?"
"Shh..." Severin turned to her and kept talking with an affectionate tone. "Trust me. Obey and let go of your worries. I'll take good care of both of you."
"Have you lost your mind?" Laurel raised two hands to her throat but Severin ignored her. An invisible hand had her by the throat and the thin veil of horror crept up her skin. "Even I have a hard time controlling him during the full moon. Stop it before he rips us apart."
"Corwin, Corwin, look what an opinion your kind Mistress has of you." Severin tutted and put his finger through the O-ring of the metal collar. "You've been such a good boy, and she only thinks you're trying to hurt her. I think we have to give her a lesson on trust."
Laurel stood in her place, unable to move. She had been right on the edge of orgasm just minutes ago. Any thought of pleasure left her mind. Horror was the only Master who possessed her. She heard herself screaming in protest when Severin undid the chains around Corwin's ankles. No restraints kept her little wolf from attacking the tall, blond man and submitting to his true nature.
Corwin stood there and glared at Severin. He was panting as if he had been running in the woods for hours. His eyes had the same blinding glow. They exuded fury, violence and lust, so much lust. His Mistress swallowed and made a few steps towards him.
Maybe she'd get to him.
It dawned on her and she stopped dead in her tracks. Her wolf huffed, but he didn't lurch at Severin. The blonde had rested his hand on Corwin's shoulder and stared at his eyes with his trademark grin.
"That's a good boy. You'll be an obedient little pet and we'll both enjoy ourselves. Do you understand? Now get on your knees and crawl to the bed."
This had to be a dream. A confusing, sinful and sexy dream that made no sense. Corwin was a force of nature who obeyed no one but her. Severin repeated his order one more time in a stern voice and Corwin got down on his knees.
She shook her head in disbelief and pinched her nipple one more time. Sharp pain pierced her flesh but reality didn't change. Did she have a nightmare or was her sanity slipping away?
"How?" Laurel asked when Severin returned to her with his arrogant smirk. Instead of responding he picked her up, wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her to the bed. Her breasts crushed against his chest and the hard tip of his cock rubbed her clit.
"Tell me, Laurel, did two men ever share you?" His fingers dug in her red ass cheeks. "You're too much of a woman. Only one man can't handle you."
"Yes, once two men shared me." She bit her tongue. "I hated every minute."
"You'll enjoy every minute with us, I'll make sure of that." Severin squeezed her in his lean arms and whispered to her. Laurel's head was spinning. How would she handle two supernatural creatures to share her body? "Prepare for the fucking of your life."
Corwin was already laying on his back and waiting for them with a hand wrapped around his shaft. He growled, but it was a more subdued sound. An evil smile crossed his face once he saw Laurel in Severin's arms. She squirmed with discomfort but her traitorous body surrendered to the lust.
It would happen. Her Master and her pet would have her body, her holes, they'd have her in every possible way and she was helpless to stop it.
Wrong.
She didn't want them to stop.
Severin lowered her on top of Corwin's throbbing shaft and teased her soaked folds with its tip.
"You're used to being on top, aren't you, princess?" He whispered with a mocking voice in her ear. His strong palms held her in a secure position and she placed her knees on both sides of Corwin's body. Laurel made a mewling sound while the tall column of his hardened flesh penetrated her slick tunnel. Her cry grew louder once her wolf put his arms on the small of her waist and raised his ass to get deep inside her.
The dancing light before her eyes smeared when her walls wrapped around Corwin. Her juices were flowing down and coating the man beneath her as she got used to his size. Severin moved her hair away and kissed her shoulder. He continued to play with her clit and nipples and whisper dirty words of seduction in her ear. Laurel screamed out once Corwin surrendered to his passion and fucked her harder. His claws left marks on her ass but not enough to form scars as if another force controlled him.
"I love you... Please, remember that." She looked down at his wild eyes and hoped that her words got to him. Laurel slid her hands to his throat and caressed him while he was pounding her on the inside. His grunts were getting louder, even louder than the sound of his balls that slapped her flesh. She moved her pelvis in a dance, rhythm and squeezed him inside her.
"Embrace the pain, pet." Severin kissed and licked her nipple with so much tenderness she nearly wept. He was melting her with sensual lust and w
eird affection. Corwin gave her all the rough sex her aching body craved. His hardened cock was pummeling inside her and leaving sweet bruises on the inside. Laurel swayed her hips and worked her pussy around him. She treated them both with her thick, creamy essence. Both of them watched her with heat in their gazes. A pleasant ripple passed through her clit.
Her two lovers were showering her with worship as strong and pulsing as the pain and pleasure they gave her. She got lost to the thickness of Corwin's cock and Severin's masterful kisses and licking all over her skin. Laurel closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations.
A sudden pain sliced through her heaving and sensitive breasts. Something metal pierced her flesh and caught her nipples in a cruel trap. The tight device wrapped around her tender flesh and closed tighter until they overflowed with blood. Laurel screamed out and stared down at the chain between her tits. Severin's long fingers were fixing a pair of silver nipple clamps on her chest. He was back to kissing her neck and cheek and breathing against her skin.
Any other time the clamps would appear beautiful to her. Two tiny rubies adorned their shiny surface and gleamed like drops of scarlet blood. Right then the two monsters were tearing her flesh apart.
"Good girl. I'll let you have them as my parting gift to you, little goddess." Severin bit her ear and locked the cruel metal around her throbbing buds, so hard and aching. Laurel was sobbing out loud as the pain overwhelmed the pleasure. Corwin was picking the pace of his furious thrusts and Severin tugged the chain to double her agony.
She was somewhere high, lost in space, and couldn't even express her feelings through words. Laurel was a vessel between those two passionate men. They poured all they had into her. It was already too much for her to handle. The worst was that her cruel captor had bigger plans for tonight.
Severin clearly had no intention of going easy on his new pet. She hadn't yet recovered from the weight and tightness of the clamps but he pushed her on to the next level. His hardened tip pressed against her open asshole, still smeared with lube and remains of candle wax.
"Are you ready for me, Laurel?" He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it back for another kiss. His fangs cut her lips again and gave him more of her blood. "I wish I had more time with you. You're so much fun."
Severin tugged her hair so that her spine would arch and he pushed his cock deeper in her anal tunnel. Corwin raised his large hands and ran one of his claws on the clamp chain. A thrill ran through her tortured flesh and she lost balance. If her two lovers weren't keeping her between them, she'd have fallen by now.
"Beg." Severin spanked her ass and pushed more inches inside her tight hole. Corwin kept running his sharp claws over her breasts and they left small cuts. Each small slice was setting her on fire and made her wetness run like a river.
"Please, Master... fuck me... both of you... I'm your slut tonight." She screamed out when Severin filled her tight passage. Only a thin strip of skin separated the two cocks inside her. Cries of torment and need shook her body and Laurel let them embrace her.
Severin climbed on top of her and trapped her curvy body between him and Corwin. Her wolf kissed her with a savage thirst when her breasts crushed against his chest. Laurel moaned against his hungry mouth and he savored her sore, bloodied lips.
"Fuck her nice and well, Corwin." Severin growled, losing his cool and submitting to passion himself. "Oh yes, take it, Laurel."
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head when Corwin and Severin synched their rhythm inside her. What she felt was close to fever and full abandonment. They stretched her and pushed her past her limits until any thought faded from her mind. In the end, she could do nothing but feel, caught between two strong beasts who ravished her body. She screamed when the first orgasm went through her reddened folds.
How long did they spend fucking her as if their life depended on it? They slowed down their intense pace and picked it up again until their woman was a screaming mess. She was thrashing between them and soaking them in her wetness. Each little bite was an injection of pheromones for Laurel. It made her beg them for more as if she was a woman possessed. They spent ages in a passionate embrace, with their bodies intertwined and the scent of rough lovemaking.
"We'll fill you up nice and well, little slut." Severin grinned and put a hand on her throat. She looked up at him, at his sweaty body and passionate eyes. He couldn't catch his breath but didn't stop pushing his shaft deeper in her well used passage. Corwin was licking her neck and biting it gently in his strange, subdued state of mind. "First... you need to feed us... I'm thirsty..."
Laurel couldn't even form a question when his fangs found her neck again. She nearly giggled at the pleasant brush of his fangs when he sank them deep in her throat. Everything before her eyes went black when he sucked her blood.
Screams of torment filled the chamber. Severin was drinking her life. The pain was crushing her. Even the two cocks inside her and all the pleasant ache of their bites couldn't erase the horror. Another pang of physical agony shattered her when she felt someone biting her shoulder. Laurel looked down to find Corwin sinking his teeth in her skin. He was lapping her blood the same way he did with her pussy.
It was more than Laurel's fragile mind could bear. All the color drained from her face and she fell between their bodies, numb and lifeless, in a state of an eerie dream. Their hot cum erupted in her holes the moment she lost consciousness.
When she woke up hours later, she found she was all alone on the bed. Someone had put a bandage on her neck and cleaned her cut but Laurel was still sore all over. She raised herself on elbows and blinked a few times to chase the sleep away.
She spotted Corwin, who was once again chained to the wall and looked like he was sleeping. There was not a trace of their guest except for the shiny nipple clamps next to her... and a piece of ancient looking paper.
Laurel picked up the parchment and read the words in an elegant handwriting.
It was a pity I couldn't give you a proper goodbye, Mistress Laurel. Thank you for the remarkable night, both you and your pet were magnificent. Maybe we'll meet again someday.
IX
Laurel and Corwin laid next to each other in their sunlit bedroom. She cuddled on top of his chest and he ran his fingers through her hair with an absent-minded look. Warm autumn sunbeams caressed their tangled bodies, but they were still cold and uncomfortable. Laurel used that as an excuse to get up and pick up one more blanket. His tenderness and care over the last few days were killing her.
He deserved so much better than someone as low and dirty as her.
It had been a week since their bloody and wild orgy on Halloween. Their mysterious visitor disappeared into thin air, as if he was nothing but a ghost who found their house by accident. How convenient it would be to fool themselves they had a sexy, disturbing dream. Dreams didn't leave welts and marks. They didn't lead to mind blowing pain and pleasure. Severin had also left them a physical sign that their threesome hadn't been a fantasy. The silver nipple clamps, his "gift" to them.
Why had he done that? Would he keep his promise to stay away? Did he play another trick on them?
They didn't talk much over the last week, as they both needed time to heal. Corwin had been just as loving as always but she could cut the heavy tension between them with a knife. She'd have to address the elephant in the room if she wanted to save their relationship.
"Corwin..." Laurel picked up the blanket from the wooden chest and pressed it to her breasts. Her eyes were swimming with tears of anxiety. "My little wolf... I..."
He looked up with worry at her pale face and trembling hands. He didn't try to offer her consolation as he was at a loss himself. They've been through hell and back together but they never met a threat like Severin.
"I... Will you ever forgive me?" She uttered after ages of an uncomfortable pause. Her fingers were clutching the blanket as if it was a life-line. "I'm supposed to be the one in charge but I don't know how to fix it, little wolf, I..."
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orwin gave her a warm smile and pulled her in his arms. He let her rest her head on his shoulder and whispered that he'd allow her to cry all she wanted. That was all his crushed Mistress needed, a release for all the confusion and grief. Laurel clung to him and cried her eyes out on his strong shoulder. She cried until her head was pounding with pain and she was too tired to keep bawling.
He rested her next to him, draped the blanket on top of them and wiped her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Corwin." Laurel said. "It kills me I may have ruined our relationship because of one night of kink and submission."
"I'm not mad at you, Laurel. I can't forgive you because there's nothing to forgive." Corwin shook his head and ran a thumb down her lips. They were still healing from Severin and his razor-sharp kisses. "He was the most powerful hypnotist I ever met, and he took advantage of you... and me. Don't forget that I took part in it. I fell for his charm, too."
She sighed with relief at his words and kissed him. It meant the world to her he didn't hate her. Laurel had no idea what she'd do if that Halloween put a wedge between her wolf and her. There would be no other life for her except to track Severin down and avenge him for ruining her life. It looked like she wouldn't have to do it.
"I wish I had protected you better, Corwin." Laurel sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm your Mistress."
"You are." He took her hand in his and placed a small kiss on its palm. "That doesn't mean you can protect me from everything, Laurel. The world was always dangerous. People like us can't feel safe or comfortable for too long. You're a great woman, the best I have ever met but you're not perfect... and I don't expect you to be a shield between society and me or guard me from every evil. I just want to love you and serve you in any way I can."
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