Authors: Joey W. Hill
Vampire Trinity (26 page)
Take away all choices, and certain slaves let go. Gideon’s muscles trembled, rage crossing his face, but his body was jerking, humping air, responding to Daegan’s erotic threat. Those words electrified his mind like lightning flashes, and Anwyn saw a jumble of memories. A father swimming in the waves, a young boy’s fear of not being grown-up enough to take care of his brother, of never having any male he could trust enough to let go, to know he could let go and the whole world wouldn’t fall apart.
Anwyn swallowed over the ache, let those images fill Daegan’s mind, let him see what he was doing to the other male. Daegan’s gaze flickered to her, a nod, his jaw flexing. Leaning over Gideon, he pressed his lips to his neck, spoke against him there.
“Trust me, Gideon. You want this, and so do I. It will be all right.” He’d seated his cock at that lubricated opening. “It’s going to stretch, a lot. You’re going to feel like I’m splitting you, but let it slide all the way in. Let it in.”
Anwyn knew she didn’t need to breathe, but she was holding her breath again anyway as Daegan slowly, slowly eased into that passage, nuzzling Gideon’s neck. Reaching beneath him, he pumped his slick hand up and down Gideon’s organ, bringing back the surge of blood that trepidation had stolen away. “Let me in, and then you’ll be able to fill Anwyn with your cock. Your Mistress is feeling generous, because you’ve given us this. Ah, God, you feel fucking good. Let me in deep. Take all of me, vampire hunter.”
It took some time, some coaxing from both of them and concentration on Gideon’s part, but then Daegan was in to the hilt. Gideon was gasping, his eyes watering, not with tears, but with the effort of holding him. Anwyn knew how it felt the first time. Even she, who’d been familiar with anal play, had been stretched hard the first time by Daegan’s size. No amount of practice with poor substitutes could change that for Gideon, either. It was excruciating, but also a feeling of such connection and pleasure. She didn’t see that in Gideon’s reaction exactly, but there was some type of relief, a shadow of it, playing among his other roiling emotions.
“There you go.” Daegan licked his neck, teased the skin, careful not to score him with his fangs. “Uncomfortable?”
“What, from that little thing?” Gideon coughed into the floor, his fists clenching in the restraints. “Didn’t even notice it.”
Daegan smiled against his flesh, withdrew slightly and pushed back in, earning a guttural cry from Gideon. “Then I’ll make sure you remember it for days, servant.” He glanced at Anwyn, and spoke aloud, though she knew he didn’t need to do so. “You may come to him now,
cher
.”
cher
.”
She took her time, rising to her feet, knowing that Gideon was drinking in the way her thighs slid against each other as she dropped her clothing, piece by piece. Running her hands slowly down her bare body, she molded her breasts before she dropped to a squat right at his head, her splayed knees and open pussy just above him as he shifted his face to see her. She felt the heat of Daegan’s regard as well, saw it translate into harder thrusts, a tighter hold on Gideon’s cock with his long, male fingers.
“Don’t you come, vampire hunter. Not until she and I have taken our pleasure.”
“You better hope she comes last, then, because I’m not waiting on a damn thing for you.” Gideon groaned as Daegan punctuated that defiant statement with a less gentle thrust. The vampire hunter couldn’t help biting out a “Jesus Christ” that had Daegan baring his fangs. His bloodlust was close; Anwyn could see it in his eyes, but at her flicker of concern, he shook his head. He was fine; he could control it. She’d been afraid of her own, but right now, all was well, even the shadow voices muted in the face of this blast of heated desire surrounding her like a warm, welcome blanket.
She unhooked Gideon’s manacles, making it clear she knew he wouldn’t try to get away now, and they shifted him away from the weights.
“Lift him up, Daegan,” she crooned, and the vampire shifted his hold from Gideon’s abdomen to his chest, using that one arm to lift his upper body off the ground. Her fingers played along Gideon’s forearms as they drew taut and she slid beneath his body, letting his arms settle back down on either side of her head. Aligning her hips, she was at the right angle as Daegan eased him back down so she was cradling Gideon’s hips inside her legs. He tried to keep his head up, but she pressed it down to her shoulder, feeling his hot breath puff across her breast, making the bare nipple tighten further.
“Give yourself to us, Gideon,” she whispered. “Feel me as I take you inside.” With a sinuous writhe of her hips, she lifted up, seating his cock at her entrance. Daegan came down in a slow, slow thrust that let her take Gideon inside a bit at a time, milking him with her slick muscles.
“Fuck.” Gideon pressed his face into her neck, biting, and bloodlust swirled up. But instead of freezing about it, she treated it the same way as she treated desire, the way she’d always channeled it to the point of eruption. To withhold it was to grow its power, the pleasure of the eventual release. Gideon was her servant, and his blood would be all the sweeter when his seed was spurting inside her, when Daegan was coming in his ass, the three of them moving together, Daegan’s strength carrying all their movement.
As Gideon slid into her, the weight of his body blissfully upon her, a position of strength she’d never appreciated so much as at this moment, she wrapped one arm around Gideon’s shoulders, her other hand reaching up to dig into Daegan’s. His lips brushed over her fingers, fangs scraping her, and she made an erotic noise in the back of her throat. Her men. Her two men, linked together, linked with her. She let the thought fill her mind, gave it to them both, even though she knew they would meet it with different emotions. This was how she felt in this moment, so this was truth for her.
“Let Daegan’s movements move you inside of me, Gideon,” she murmured as he tried to thrust. “He will control all of it, and we’ll ride his wave.”
“Easy for you to say. You’re not his surfboard.” But his fingers flexed spasmodically against the floor. “God . . . it feels . . .” It felt good and terrible at once. Those destroyed shields might never be mended, but something else unthinkable might take their place. Daegan’s cock, mouth and body somehow touched those raw wounds, licked them clean, offering comfort and undeniable desire while taking.
“I know. Your cock feels so good inside of me, and I can feel Daegan moving inside of you. You’re both so irresistible, I could do this forever.”
Looking up into Daegan’s eyes, his bared fangs so close to Gideon’s neck, she could feel how difficult it was to hold back, to not take the blood that was under his mouth. She had her hand on Gideon’s shoulder and turned it now, offering her beating wrist pulse to Daegan.
When his fangs sank in, she arched with a cry, driving Gideon into her even more deeply. She lifted her hips, slamming harder against him, and Gideon’s body became magnificently rigid all over, resisting the pull of the inevitable climax. However, when he’d taken one long, sweet draught, Daegan lifted his head and brought them to a halt.
He closed his hand around Gideon’s throat, his thumb passing with loving attention over the thundering pulse, his other hand bracing them beside Anwyn’s shoulder. “Move inside her, vampire hunter. Slide in, almost pull out, and then back in again. Go slow, and each time you come back out, your ass needs to take my cock in to the hilt. You go between us like that, while we remain still, as long as you can do it.”
She knew Gideon wanted to rebel against Daegan’s orders because of how much he wanted to obey. So she drew his attention by lying back again, her breasts tilted up to his hungry gaze. “Thrust into my pussy, Gideon. I want to feel you rub all along inside me.”
He wet his lips, bracing his arms awkwardly, but then he withdrew a couple inches, slow, slower, watching her lips part and eyes darken with desire. As he did, he impaled himself on Daegan’s cock, deeper, deeper. She could tell from the flex of Gideon’s jaw. Then he was coming back to her, his face suffused with reaction to the two sensations. “Beautiful.” Daegan murmured, voice unsteady as well. “Keep doing it until she comes.”
The drag of Gideon’s cock inside her was like fire. Normally she could hold out quite a while, but with the vampire transition, that hungry blood wanted only instant gratification, despite her training. She still managed to hold out long enough that Gideon was sweating anew, his eyes glazed, lips parted with his internal focus to hold back, his cock hard as steel. The ripple of the climax started low in her belly, telling her it was going to be a powerful one.
I want to see him come, Daegan. While I’m coming.
Then we go together.
Looking up, she could tell Daegan was indeed far beyond ready. At a nod, she let herself start over that tremulous edge, the gasping of her breath giving Gideon warning at the same time.
“Let go, Gideon. We both have you.”
Because it was Daegan giving the order, he tried to hold out, but when the two of them climaxed simultaneously, there was nothing he could do. Gideon released, hard and hot, a hoarse cry close to a scream breaking from his lips at the dual stimulation. The power of that release, withheld so long, made his fingers dig into the floor, body bucking between Daegan’s cock and her pussy, flesh and toned bodies meeting and withdrawing in a frenetic, hot and moist dance.
Curling her fingers in his hair, Anwyn bit down on his shoulder, drawing blood during that intense moment. Hot, sweet blood swirled into her mouth. At the same time she slid her arm, the one that Daegan had punctured, down Gideon’s shoulder. Seeing the wound the male vampire had left, Gideon tried to lick it with erratic, frenetic care during the final spurts of his climax, soothing any perceived hurt. An involuntary reaction of course, but one that fired the two vampires further so Anwyn knew they easily could share him again and again. And why not? He did belong to her, this difficult, troubled man. Her eyes met Daegan’s heavy-lidded, sexy ones.
Maybe to them both, no matter what the marks said.
As she lay flat on the floor, still gasping, but her body vibrating with delicious, spiraling energy at once, she looped her arms around them both, holding Gideon’s neck and clasping Daegan’s braced arm. “I want to lie in bed with you two,” she said. “In Daegan’s bed.”
Though Gideon stiffened, she didn’t withdraw the request. Daegan’s bed was larger, better suited for the three of them. Plus, it was closer, and close was good. Daegan’s expression needed no translation. Withdrawing, pushing off of Gideon’s back, he rose and disappeared into the bathroom. She continued to lie on the floor, stroking Gideon. He kept his head on her chest, his arms leaden weights on either side of her.
“Okay?” she whispered, tugging on his hair.
“Not thinking right now.”
She pressed a kiss to his brow. It surprised her when he tilted his head and met her mouth, teasing it with his tongue. At length, he pulled himself up so that he braced his weight on his elbows on either side of her head, his knees planted on the floor between her legs. He was still inside her, semisolid, inspiring her to squeeze him with her internal muscles, a slow milking that kept his gaze opaque, feral. Running her hands down his back, she cupped his ass, massaged the oil there, enjoying the slide over slick, heavy muscle.
“You could fuck me to death.”
“I easily could. But then, I could have done that before I became a vampire.” Managing a wicked smile, she traced his mouth with her fingers, tightened her legs over his thighs. Her bare feet brushed the sensitive area behind his knees. She smelled the musky odor of semen, both that trickling from her, and what Daegan had left behind when he pulled out. “Hurting?”
Gideon shrugged, but she saw it in his head. Though she knew the tissues were amazingly resilient and wouldn’t even throb a half hour from now, right now they burned like acid. He had resisted enough to exacerbate the abrasion, so she knew he needed what Daegan was returning with now.
Gideon glanced toward him and blanched. “No way. I’m getting up.”
“In a minute.” Daegan squatted next to him, laid a restraining palm on his buttock. “Be still.”
“What . . . Argh.” Gideon tried to twist, but was unsuccessful as Daegan withdrew the large syringe, now empty. He’d positioned a basin beneath him to catch any excess fluid. “What the hell?”
“It’s an herbal wash,” she explained. “It makes it hurt less, almost immediately.”
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