Blood Bound (8 page)

She moaned, softly.

A hand, Julian’s she thought, expertly unhooked her bra. Nico’s fingers slipped beneath the loosened lace to drift over her nipple to tease. She shivered as anticipatory pleasure raced through her.

His lips trailing across her shoulder, Julian gently guided the soft silk over it. Inhaling the soft scent of her and her increasing excitement, he tasted her skin, his hunger for her growing by leaps and bounds. Circling an arm around her, he drew the silk from her other shoulder with his free hand.

Rafi’s breasts were now free.

Without speaking, understanding what he needed, what they wanted, Rafi let her dress fall away with a sound not unlike a sigh escaping her.

Julian looked down at her in amazement even as Nico lifted his lips from Rafi’s.

His eyes met his cousin’s.

“Beautiful,” he whispered, as he stroked a hand from her throat down over the curve of her breasts to send the bra the way of her dress.

She was bared to them now, save only for her thin lacy panties.

He tightened to see those pale globes with their rosy, taut tips revealed to them. Nico cupped the fullness of one breast in his hand and offered it to Julian.

Rafi watched as Julian lowered his head to take the offering Nico had made of her to him.

The sensation of Nico’s hand around her breast, of Julian’s warm mouth closing over her tight, aching nipple was almost unbearable. Her pussy dampened as Julian drew the tip of her breast into his mouth, sucked to take in more of it. Her hips bucked in response.

Nico watched as Rafi’s nipple disappeared into Julian’s mouth, the sight incredibly arousing. To feel Rafi tremble in his arms was even more so.

He loved this part of it, the dance of seduction and arousal, as much as Julian did.

With his eyes locked on his cousin’s mouth on Rafi’s breast, Nico caressed her taut belly, explored the indentation of her navel. He combed his fingers beneath the lace of her panties and through the taut curls between her thighs. He felt the crispness of those curls and the dampness between them.

He groaned as heat rushed through him so intensely it felt as if his vision hazed.

Another hand joined his, Julian’s, as Nico searched for the small bud nestled between Rafi’s thighs to toy with it, and found it.

She moaned, leaning back against him, the pressure of her body against his rigid cock maddening.

If only he wasn’t so hungry.

Rafi drowned in a haze of erotic sensation, caught between the two men.

Then Nico touched her clit and a rush of pleasure shot through her, blanking her mind.

All she wanted was more, and more.

She got it.

As Nico teased her clit, she felt Julian’s fingers stroke between the delicate folds of her labial lips teasingly. If she thought she’d been hot before, it seemed as if she’d turned incandescent. Desire pooled deep in her belly. Her hips pumped with need.

*****

Then a single finger pierced her.

Pleasure so intense it was nearly painful speared through her and her body arched.

Julian was enraptured. Rafi’s taste and scent filled him as he sucked on her breast, stroked a finger inside her. She was so sweet, so sensitive to each motion of his finger, so tight around it. He loved her openness. She gave of herself so completely.

If only he wasn’t so hungry. He wanted to make love to her with Nico until she was limp and trembling with pleasure, until she couldn’t move and they could feed at their leisure. And hers.

The rich scent of her arousal filled him. In wonder, Julian breathed it in.

Lifting his head, he looked at her. It was there in her eyes. Need. A need as great as their own.

His heart wrenched. It was a gift.

Rafi was nearly mindless, rapt in pleasure.

Another burst of heat shot through her, straight to her core. Her knees nearly buckled.

Insane as it was, she wanted it. She wanted them. Nearly desperately.

“We won’t hurt you, Rafi. I swear it,” Julian said, his dark-eyed gaze locked on hers. “We can make it very pleasant for you, I promise. It won’t hurt for any longer than necessary.”

Her eyes softened as she looked at him. She reached a hand out to Nico, understanding what it was they needed.

Nico looked at her in astonishment, knowing what it was she offered.

Herself.

“Just don’t stop,” she whispered, shakily.

“Dear God, no,” Julian said, slipping his finger from inside her.

She moaned in protest until he slid two fingers inside her to stroke and she groaned.

Julian looked at Nico, who nodded.

If Rafi had thought she was lost before, the next moments proved her wrong, as Nico’s fingers danced and toyed with her clit until her thighs quivered with each touch and Julian’s long, agile fingers stroked inside her. Sensation poured through her. Nothing else mattered. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears.

Julian’s mouth moved over her throat, his lips against her wildly beating pulse.

He could feel it throb beneath them. Desire throbbed deeper still because he knew she was willing.

Hunger moved within him, beat at him. But he was no animal to go ravening. He was the leader of the vampires here of a sort, the oldest and strongest of them. He had more control than that. It had been longer still since Nico had fed than he. Julian knew Nico had resorted to the less satisfying blood of animals rather than seek companionship and risk rejection, or worse, put Julian at risk. As hard as it had been on Julian, no matter the effort he took to make it pleasant for those he fed from, it was that much harder for Nico. He knew the craving had to be nearly painful, and yet like him Nico wanted to be sure, wanted Rafi to be sure, as Julian himself did.

Hunger raged, yet neither of them would take until they were certain.

Rafi looked at them, sensing their hesitation even as pleasure coursed through her in erotic waves.

What would it be like to feel Julian’s warm mouth close over her throat, or Nico’s? To feel their teeth penetrate? Another, different, kind of heat raced through her.

Deliberately, she turned her head, offered herself to them.

At her gesture, Julian bowed his head. Need was a pounding in his blood he couldn’t deny, and he was grateful it wasn’t necessary.

He lifted his gaze to Nico’s. His cousin’s eyes widened and Nico took a breath before he, too, nodded.

To Rafi’s surprise, Julian lowered his mouth to her lips first, his kiss soft and sweet.

Even as he did so, Nico’s fingers toyed with her nipple even as the fingers of his other hand played with her clit. But his cheek brushed her hair.

Long, skillful fingers moved inside her, to stroke.

Julian’s lips brushed her eyelids, her cheek. His teeth nibbled at her earlobe even as his fingers worked inside her.

Pleasure enveloped her, blinded her to anything but their touch.

Julian’s mouth, not merely warm but hot now, closed over her throat as it had in her fantasies. His lips were on her skin, his teeth were poised, ready to strike, but giving her a moment to change her mind if that was what she chose.

It had always been her choice, each and every step of the way.

Julian’s breath caressed her throat, as did his fangs, and sent goose bumps racing over her.

She felt his tongue lap lightly over her skin, to taste, yearning. It made her shiver. Heat speared through her like lightning, from her throat to her core. Her pussy clenched tightly around his fingers even as her nipples grew harder, if that were possible.

Was she really going to do it? If she didn’t she was going to come any minute

She could feel Julian’s teeth. The sharp canines caressed her carotid artery as Nico’s did her jugular. Sensation sent another swift jolt of exhilaration through her.

Rafi’s body throbbed, became one aching pulse point as they stroked and teased her. Pleasure ran through her in waves, building as they guided her to a settee, eased her down onto it. Suddenly, nothing else mattered other than the sweet bliss that gathered inside her. She quivered, her body tightening as ecstasy welled within her.

She looked at them, at the need in their eyes, and reached up to stroke Nico’s face, turned her wrist to offer it to him.

In wonder, he took it, brushed his lips over the sensitive skin. The fingers of his free hand danced on her clit. Her body bowed as pleasure filled her.

At the same moment their teeth pierced her skin with a gentle pop at throat and wrist, an ephemeral flash of pain. For a moment there was only the sensation of their warm mouths against her skin. A shiver went through her. It felt shockingly good.

Then they suckled.

Her body bucked with intense pleasure.

Both drew deeply, one quick mouthful.

Ecstasy blinded her, speared into her depths and she cried out softly in wonder, in glorious bliss. Julian hadn’t lied about that. They could indeed make it pleasurable. Now she understood those girls in the bars.

She looked at Nico, his eyes closed as he savored the taste of her. Another shot of pleasure raced straight to her core at the sight.

Julian’s mouth was locked on her throat, savoring her.

That first mouthful was a wonder, a joy. She tasted marvelously rich, sweet and clean. Her pleasure surged through her and into him. He shuddered as the taste of her swept through him.

So hungry, he was so very hungry and she was so gloriously sweet, so rich, so delicious. He relished her, basked in the taste of her. If she was this good now, what would she be like when her blood had been truly heated?
Dear god
. He shuddered in anticipatory delight.

If she stayed.

Lifting his mouth from her, his gaze went to Nico, watching as his cousin’s eyelids slid closed with his own pleasure.

As he watched, Nico’s eyes fluttered with a matching satisfaction and Julian knew his beloved cousin felt the same incredible pleasure race through his body even as it poured through his own.

Finally, they could feed without fear.

So good.

He only wished the hunger, the need, wasn’t so great. They would have taken their time, pleasured Rafi more deeply first and part of him couldn’t wait to do so, to take her with his body as he did with his teeth. Even now as he slid his arm around her slender waist to draw her closer he couldn’t resist letting the back of his hand brush the underside of her breast. A part of him was all too aware of how her body felt beneath his hand, against his own. Her blood heated at his touch as he pleasured her.

He settled his mouth over her again, let his fangs penetrate. Her hot blood coursed into his mouth.

The taste of her grew richer, more vibrant and Julian closed his eyes in wonder. Her taste revealed the truth, revealed her growing delight at the feel of them both feeding from her.

Control vanished as she quivered in his arms.

An intense rush of pleasure, of heat, raced through Julian to Rafi, shot straight to her core, and Rafi’s body bucked in reaction as she heard Julian groan in ecstasy, felt the vibration of that sound against her throat.

Finally, he fed in earnest, pulling mouthfuls from her, each one sending a shot of electricity straight through her to her core, to her pussy. In that moment she wouldn’t have cared if they did suck her dry, she was in heaven.

Through pleasure-hazed eyes Rafi looked at Nico, his expression nearly despairing with need and then his mouth closed more tightly over her wrist. He drank, deeply. Pleasure spiked through her. He started to feed as well, drawing a great hungry draught of her into his mouth. His eyes closed, the lids fluttered. She watched as he, too, savored the taste of her. It sent a thrill through her.

He started to drink nearly frantically, his throat working.

Julian’s arms encircled her gently but as strong as steel, his mouth working on her throat. Sucking. Sucking hard.

This was real. And it was wonderful. She trembled as pleasure poured through her.