Sanibel Sizzle - Vampire Werewolf Menage (31 page)

“Lick this,” Blade
ordered softly, pressing her bottom lip down with his thumb.
 

She did.  Pushing it past her lips, he told her to wrap her tongue around it.   “Get it good and wet, baby.”

Ciaran remained quiet, but he was busy.  Reworking her sash, he
tightened her wrists but nowhere near
pain.  “Hey,” she complained
when Blade removed the object
, “did you switch the sash for silver
-filled ropes
?” Sh
e couldn’t see, but she remembered the sensation…and knowing Ciaran.

“It’s not to hurt you, lass, but to keep you from moving the wrong way and hurting yourself.
  A few moments at most, then I’ll free you.
”
He flipped her.  Ending up f
ace down on a feather
pillow, she experienced Ciaran’s tender side as he pushed back her hair and kissed her cheek.  “We need to stretch
you to take both of us.  After full moon mating, we’ll be able to open you with our saliva. But now, you’ll need a little help.”

“You did that…I thoug
ht…in the stables
,” she stammered, snapping out of her daze.
“I didn’
t agree to this and what’s wrong with waiting until full moon anyway?”

“Ah
,” Ciara
n rasped, “persuasion is my specialty
.  Make no mistake, lass, you’ll love it
.” 

She felt nothing but skin as two colossal males
eased
downward,
entirely naked.  Erections encased in searing flesh skimm
ed
both sides of her body.
Lifting her to her knees, t
wo ha
nds pressed on her butt cheeks and then
leisurely
spread
her from behind.
A tongue, insistent and long
,
pushed into her private opening.  She tensed.  It didn’t matter.  It still went in.  Circling inside that tight ring, round and round it went.  
Good thing I’m blindfolded.
  She was
somewhat
embarrassed.

W
hen another hand slipped that
smooth object inside her
swollen
vagina, Rebecca started to
forget
all about her embarrassment
.
Up to the top and back down, she clenched on it
before he pulled it out
.  Not as big as Ciaran, nowhere close. 
But when he turned it on, she didn’t care. 
Vibrations rocked through her, setting her sex to a clenching need.  Her womb tightened, almost cramping.  He quickened the strokes as the tongue prodded her backside in unison. 

“Feel good, baby?”

So Blade was the mastermind behind the vibrator
and Ciaran was the
tongue.  “Oh
!
I ache
.”  Her knees were buckling
,
but a strong arm snagged her around the waist and stayed.

“Drop you weight on Ciaran’
s arm. Let it go, baby.  See how easy it is for us to catch you?
”

Blade eased up on the toy only to get underneath her apex.  His spiky hair tickled the inside of her thighs, adding to her crazed senses.  “Blade, I don’t know if I can.”
Ciaran took his tongue
d
eeper and deeper
as Blade
impaled
her with three
rough fingers
, replacing the vibrator. 

Rebecca’s breath caught when Blade swiped her sex, thoroughly worshiping her with his to
ngue.  Two tongues
stripped her bare, raw and needy to the core.  “I ca
n’t keep up,” she complained, h
arboring on an orgasm that was just out of reac
h.  And for most of her sexual life
, they always had
been
.

“I’m so proud you’re the first I tasted, sweet Becca.
” Blade said in a ragged breath.
 
“
I’
m glad I waited about this.  I’m in love with the taste of you, the feel of your wet sex as it glides across my tongue
.” 

He grazed his c
anine over her clit and she finally hit it
.  A pressure valve within released, she tumbled over without any warning.
  She didn’t scream or make any
sound, for that matter
.  Rebecca couldn’t.  Her throat convulsed with her lower half, locking and releasing, clenching with spasms that were endless.
She lost sense of self, floated high and
then
landed with a thud. 
I think they broke me.
 

Ciaran’s whiskered cheeks prickled her ass as he eased away, rubbing her but
t with his palm after
removing h
is fingers.  She
heard a suctioning noise and felt
Ciaran
’s faintly bearded
jaw as he drew
the juice from her inner thigh
.  “Mouthwatering,” he purred.
  Still holding her
up as if she weighed nothing, Ciaran
pushed
one of
her knee
s
higher.  “Your face i
s glistening.  She bathed you in her release
, no?”

A low grumbled left Blade’s throat.  “
She’s the only female I’ve had this type of intimacy with and I could stay here all day.
”

“Truth, but the pleasure has only begun,”
was Ciaran’s
reply.  “Are you okay, lass?”  He kissed her lower back, feathering that midnight hair over her sensitized skin.

Am I okay?
  “I’m still breathing.” Her gasp was followed by proud male laughter. 
Ah, the ways of
arrogant males, let me count them. 
“I want to be untied, please.”

“I need two more minutes, baby.”

“Uh huh,”
she didn’t bother to argue.
Why should she?  If Rebecca
could feel this good when they hadn’t even fucked her, she was
in for quite a time
.
 
Here’s hoping I can last
with these two
.

One hand spread a warmed liquid over her
relaxed
forbidden opening.
Then,
hands
were
all over her ass,
mouths nipping her here and there.
Desire
bloomed inside her
again, t
ightening her with need.
  Again with the dildo, she thought.   “Hold steady,” Ciaran said firmly.  He eased the toy inside her butt, though it felt larger than the first.

“It’s too big.”

“Not compared to us, believe me.”

She shook her head.  “It’s not going to work.” Sure she was relaxed,
though still
trying not to tense back up.  But it burned.

“Don’t
you feel
how it owns you, my mate?” Blade reached under her chest and pinched both nipples without
mercy,
and then tugged at the chain attached to the nipple clamps,
allowing Ciaran to ease
all the way in during the erotic distraction.
So good
…
it’s
physical seduction
with a bite.
 
“The way it pinches and scorches as it takes you?” He gave them a half twist
at
the same t
ime Ciaran rotated
the toy.  “I want to claim you there.   And you’ll feel so much pleasure that you won’t have to think about anything
else
but me and what I’m doing to you.”

“Are you hungry for what we offer you, lass?”
  A strained
voice
asked
,
anxious
with centuries of yearning.

They stopped everything.  The room grew silent, only anchored by her by her harsh breath
ing.  One word broke the silence
.  “Yes.”

“Thank fuck,” Blade muttered, removing her blindfold.  He kissed both her eyes before she had the chance to open them. 

Ciaran removed the ropes and eased her on her back.  Kissing her forehead, he splayed his palm over her heart.  “Calm yourself.”

“You left it in,” she said, blinking against the light.  Ciaran glanced down at her
and
then around the room, willing the candles down to a few.  Seeing to her comfort, she thought.

“How does it feel?”

“Tight,” she decided to be straightforward, “it keeps m
e wanting
, but it feels like I’m doing something wrong.”

“Hmmm, then we’re doing something right,” Ciaran rumbled.  Leaning over her sex, he pulled the hood from her clit and sucked ravenously while spreading her knees further apart.
She exhaled a startled scream but didn’t come.
Bl
ade moved between her thighs, his shoulders blocking her view until all she saw was him.  S
t
aring
her down with leashed violence
, h
is look said he would kill anyone who tried to stop him from taking her
.  I thought
I would
never see a man look at me that way.

Ciaran settled next to her as Blade took her ankles in both palms.  When he thrust in, he held her wide open.  “Who are you wet for?”

“Ah, Blade,” she wh
impered weakly.  His dick was
wide and the toy they’d left in her bottom tightened everything insid
e her.  “So full,” she moaned. 

Ciaran
buried his face against her throat, licking
the mark he’
d left - a
symbol claiming her as his own. After s
niffing
it, he whispered in her ear.
“I can hear how wet you are for Blade.  Those sweet little
noises
your pussy makes are driving me to madness.
I know that your ass is filled with the plug and readying me to have you there.  When I take you again,” he said on a rush, biting her lobe none
too
gently, “the
whole castle will know it by your screams
of ecstasy
.”  He
raised her breast to his mouth, suckling
around the clamp
as Blade drove inside her.
  Tugging at the flesh
with his teeth, he growled the Alpha’s call.
A hot blast went
beneath her skin, urging her near
another orgasm.

Blade watched Ciaran
interacting with her
closely, his breathing picking up.  His hips were pistons, driving in and out, circling her wide.  Stretching everything he pounded before Rebecca felt her walls grab his hard length back in, clasping him close, not wanting to let him go.  “Do you smell us?  The way our scents are together?”

“Yeeesss,”
she almost sobbed
, “don’t stop.”  He was beautiful above her.  Electric blue eyes shined down. 
Panting
through his
open
mouth, his canines hung over his lip.  In and out, his breathing escalated.  Tawny spikes flipped over his forehead, clinging to his sweat dampened forehead.  Wide shoulders, larger than any
human,
bunched and relaxed with every grunt he exhaled.
Blade’
s
sigh-worthy chest narrowed into a tight waist where his stomach muscles flexed as he drove that hard body between her legs.   He wrapped his arms around
her middle and brought her toward him.
Sitting her in his lap, and spearing her with his cock and the plug, he demanded,
“
Feel me deep, baby.
  We are one.
”

Rebecca
was lost
with Blade holding her this
way; she
could only feel. 
He keeps his word.
Moaning deep in her throat, mini orgasms scattered her senses.  Blade held steady, not pumping, as he spread kisses along her jaw. “You are gripping me, Becca,” his voice ragged, “like you never want to let me go.”

Blade
met her eyes, an unwavering stare
as he gave one final
deep
thrust.
“Come for me, my mate.”
Ciaran released the nipple clamps. 
Oh shit.
Rebecca’s climax was furious.  It took hold of her body and left
its
fragments trembling in Blade’s arms. The voice of a werewolf, “Keep those eyes open, no hiding
from me, Rebecca
.”

She blinked the
m open, startled with the liquid
that ran between them, flooding their joining.
“Blade!”
  Ciaran was
instantly
soothing her, a hot body
pressing firmly against her back.  Pushing her hair to the side
for Blade
, he groaned as Blade
’s beast flashed and
sank his canines into her shoulder, shaking her
with its
teeth befo
re calming itself
. She forced h
erself to relax
her shoulders and accept this part of her nature.
  The mystical claim was
heady
, uniting them completely with one decisive bite. 
One she could never refuse, didn’t want to.