Captiva Capitulation (26 page)

“What are
we
going to do?” Rock’s chest rumbled with laughter, vibrating against the side of her face.

“It’s not funny.”

“
You
are not going to do anything,” he said with chauvinistic finality. “You’re a pregnant female who will remain well-rested, pampered, fed -”

“Is there well-sexed in there somewhere,” she interrupted, "because I’m horny. Not that you can’t smell my need, but, hey, throwing it out there in case you’re
distracted
by a television that should have
never
been placed inside a bedroom. It’s very presence is a curse, you know.” Though for the last twenty minutes her werewolf had given her an incredible massage, still, he’d left her aching between her legs.

“Distracted,” murmured Rock. Piercing blue eyes left the outstretched television screen, refocusing on the bared slice of skin dividing her panties and Sixten’s shirt. “Distracted by your
needful
scent, yes, I am.” His palm covered her throat, squeezing gently. “Cursed? I am cursed, though not by the television but by this baseball bat tenting my boxers.” Lowering his head to hers, releasing her throat, Rock pressed their foreheads together. “You didn’t sleep well, and I thought you might drift off after your hearty meal and corresponding rubdown. I’m afraid that you have misinterpreted my courteousness.” His warm tongue traced her upper lip, making her womb clench. “How may I serve you, my
needful
mate?”

“By taking the baseball bat out of your boxers, please,” she suggested. Briefly, he closed his eyes as though warring with himself. Reaching over, she popped the top on the vitamins Dru left her this morning on his way to the hospital and downed one. “Dru said I could have sex,” Blythe promised, “even in the Were way, whatever that meant.”

“I heard.” Pulling back, both brows lifted in ebony slashes of concern. “The good doctor was referring to group sex, baby, the way I showed you on Sanibel Island. Remember when I took you in both places simultaneously.”

“Yeah.”

“Usually,” he explained, “werewolf mates like to come together with their female, as in orgasm together.”

“So the third male watches,” Blythe said, “Like Sixten did when Kash mated me.”

“Watching’s cool.” His thumb brushed her lower lip, tugged gently as cerulean eyes flipped up, staring at her with razor-sharp precision. “One of us can, if you’d like, but we don’t have to stay physically uninvolved.”

Ah
, one in front, one in back, and one inside her mouth, her face flushed.

“You’re embarrassed by that?” Rock inquired softly. “We’ll take it slow then, especially in your condition.”

“No.” Running her hand up his chest, her fingers followed the lines of an intricate, tribal tattoo. “Not so much about the group thing, just…the positioning.” The thought of three ginormous cocks sliding inside her body all at once was implausible at worst, daunting at best.

“I take it that you never had a ménage.”

“I guess Sixten watching Kash and me doesn’t count.” She shrugged. “But it was different…exciting.”

“Oh, yeah?” Rock’s boxers disappeared, his impressive cock jutting high.

“Where did they go?” she asked, losing her train of thought at the metal-laden sight suddenly before her.

“On the floor via Were speed,” he chuckled. “Now what?”

Her mouth went dry. “Now what…what?”

“I asked you what you wanted and you said for me to remove my baseball bat from my boxers.”

Oh, she knew how to play this game. Since she was too tired to do any of the actual work, she demanded, “Now I want my male to service me.” With gentle hands, he pulled off her top, her swollen breasts immediately flouncing in his face. They were tender, the nipples overly sensitive.

“Already darker,” he whispered in awe. Looking down at her breasts, she shrugged, not noticing anything. “Take my word for it, Blythe, my visual perception is keener than yours.”

First, he placed a gentle kiss on her stomach, and then he brought the warmth of his mouth to her sensitive nipple. On the first twirl of his tongue, she bucked beneath him. Positioning his hands, he placed one on her back between her shoulder blades, and with the other, he gripped the back of a thigh. Effectively holding her in place, Rock went to the next nipple. This time, he drew it to the back of his throat, including quite a bit of her breast with it. Unable to buck against his gentle yet effective hold, she squeezed her eyes shut and screamed out. “Too much!”

Going back to the opposite breast, Rock mirrored his movements, keeping his hands intently steady no matter her continual protests. In the meantime, another set of hands eased panties from her legs.
Sixten
. Identifying his signature power radiating from him, she recognized his touch without opening her eyes. Pressing large palms against her inner thighs, Sixten spread her wide.

“What a luscious vision,” her crazy male crooned. His scorching mouth met her pussy, going right for her piercing. When he suckled her clit across his moist tongue, she sucked in a sharp breath. It stung, much like what Rock was doing to her breast, but she did not want him to stop. Blythe reached down and clutched his silky strands, tilting her pelvis to allow Sixten better access. The action thrust her breast further into Rock’s mouth and he groaned against her flesh. Taking one hand from her inner thigh, Sixten reached under her bottom and lifted her pelvis higher so she could relax against his mouth.

Rock eased off her breasts and glanced at Sixten eating her. “I love the way she tastes everywhere, especially where your mouth is.” Sixten moaned his agreement, vibrating against her core. “Make room, vampire,” Rock continued in a low rumble that did not resemble anything human. Without lifting his head, Sixten slid his tongue to her ass, licking down her back crevice. Rock brought his mouth to her shoulder, nipping and sniffing where she was certain that he had left his claiming mark. Then moving lower, Rock took over Sixten’s ministrations on her clit, circling his lengthening tongue around her piercing. “Remember,” he whispered low, “I promised you would enjoy this.”

Keeping one hand on Sixten’s hair, with the other, she gripped the top of Rock’s black layers. “Enjoy this? This is overload.” Two persistent and expertly skilled tongues worked her most sensitive flesh. And Blythe thought she might not survive it.

“Take this opportunity to get used to dual sensations, moja láska.” Sixten murmured before twirling the tip of his tongue inside the rim of her anus.

Staring up between her legs, watching her reaction, Rock lightly flicked her piercing with his tongue. “You.” Flick. “Are.” Flick. “Unbearably.” Flick. “Gorgeous.” Then he did something startling with his canines before pushing his werewolf tongue deep inside her vagina, all the while darting his eyes between her face and her breasts.

“I need one of you inside me, please,” she begged. Rock tongue-fucked her, and considering his tongue had grown to the length of his cock, he easily reached her special spot. Simultaneously, Sixten thrust his entire tongue in her ass, his fangs pressing into her until she knew she was bleeding for him. When she sensed her body teetering orgasm’s edge, both males pulled back. “Damn it, I don’t want to be teased!” Reaching down, she thrust her fingers in her slick flesh, working them. “You’re both driving me crazy.”

“All three of you are driving me crazy,” Kash echoed from above her, misting in right before Blythe’s eyes. He shimmered a few times, removing his clothes as he rematerialized, which she was sure took some serious talent.

Or power.

He took her hand in his and inhaled. With a definite groan, he brought her fingers to his mouth and licked them one by one. When she thought Kash was finished, he took the tip of his pink tongue and cleaned under her nails. “Every drop is delicious,” he explained away, keeping her hand in his. “Now where were we?”

“I was about to explode on my hand.” Bringing her free hand down between her thighs, Blythe plunged right back inside herself.

“No way, my mate, your orgasms aren’t
really
yours.”

Rock pulled her hand away, keeping it firm in his grasp the way Kash was. She opened her mouth only to receive Rock’s deep kiss, flavored by her sex. Sixten moved between her thighs, his formidable shifter erection against her center. “Yes, this is what I need,” she said when Rock pulled away. Those blue cords would stroke her inner walls and those extra ridges behind his head would hit her g-spot a million times over. Sixten was her walking, talking sexual fantasy.

“Think you can handle me in my true form, angel. Or should I tone it down a bit?”

“In. The way it is.” Inhaling sharply, she felt him positioning himself. “Now, Six!”

“I don’t think I’ve seen a shifter’s erection before,” Rock said as he watched Sixten fuck her. “That’s pretty crazy, though. And you said that thing has barbs?”

Sixten’s head was back, his tendons straining in his neck and shoulders. He always had a hard time controlling himself when he was inside her, and she noticed things were even tenser with Kash and Rock watching on.

“Like I said, I…think…they only…come out…to aid in impregnating her.” He hissed in the way of vampires, his cheeks sharpening.

“Which you’ve… accomplished quite well,” Blythe snapped, “Get a move on!”

“Um,” Sixten groaned, “I do everything…well.”

She curled her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his fine ass. Sixten was and always would be breathtakingly handsome, a showstopper. Meeting his eyes, the sight of him over her, made Blythe want to cry…or come. “Oh, yes!”

Rock cupped his balls, twisting them in his big hand. “Kash, nightstand.”

“On it.” Kash pulled a tube of lubricant from the drawer as Rock eased her forward.

Sixten slowed down, rocking against her pelvis in an easy motion. However, the change in rhythm was not easy on him. Sixten looked strained, his corporeal form inking in and out by way of his shifter. “Careful everyone,” he warned Kash and Rock. “Remember our baby.” After a tender kiss, he eased back. Rock cupped her jaw, brushing her lips with his, tickling her with his whiskers before making room for Kash. Her Vojak then reached between them, moving his soft lips over mouth while gripping the lube.

Too much testosterone, she mused, trying to stay calm in a room full of rising sexuality and lethal, male bodies. Though she said nothing, Rock noticed her mental roadblock. “Breathe. Relax. Nothing will happen that you don’t want. You’re not human anymore, baby. That sweet body of yours is made for us, remember?” He was behind her now, his knees on either side of hers. Curling his hands behind her thighs, he pulled Blythe knees up as Sixten slid from her sheath.

Relaxing against Rock’s hard-toned body, she watched Kash heap a great deal of lubricant between his fingers and thumb, warming it. His coppery head lowered, his lips trailing her inner right thigh. Fingers found her back opening easily, beneath her dripping pussy. He slid two slippery fingers inside her ass, while his thumb found her swollen feminine heat. Rock kissed the side of her neck, his breathing kicking up, while Sixten took a nipple in his mouth.

“Bear down on his fingers,” Six murmured in between suckling her.

“That’s it,” Kash encouraged her, “just like that.”

Veering between wriggling his fingers and pumping them from side to side, Blythe started melting around him. Sixten met her with one of his infamous eye smolders. “There you go. A feast for my eyes, a feast for my sex, a feast for my tongue, you are perfect.” Slowly, he left her breasts and then kissed her stomach before his hand dipped inside her, replacing Kash’s thumb. From there, he pulled out of her vagina when Kash pushed into her dark opening. A primal rhythm ensued. One uncommon to her, but it spoke of animalistic sex and primitive fucking. She couldn’t deny that it felt
too
good. Her body trembling, Rock brought his hands to her chest, lifting each mound while circling the stiff tips with his thumbs. “Lovely,” he whispered. “Slow enough for you?”

This was slow? “Yes, Rock.”

“What does it feel like, baby? Do you like Kash’s hand stroking your ass while Sixten pumps that tight pussy?”

“Yes, it feels… incredible,” she sobbed, on the brink of yet another orgasm. Frustration gripped her when they pulled away from her body. “Thanks for nothing!”

“She’s relaxed enough,” Kash said, ignoring her. His words tightened by lust and his growing fangs.

Hands turned her over, maybe Kash’s or Rock’s, she couldn’t tell. Now she was facing Rock. He slid them down the mattress a ways, one hand on her back, the other brushing her hair from her eyes. “I don’t care what the Doc says. If you feel any cramping…”

“I feel like I need to explode,” she gritted, looking as menacing as she could.

“Sweetheart, it’s easier if you are needy,” Kash said. The bed dipped above her, Kash on his knees where Rock just sat.

“Oh, I’m needy all right,” complained Blythe as Rock gripped the base of his cock, bringing it between her legs, “and pissed at all of you.” In one heave, he buried himself inside her. Instantly, Blythe shattered all around his metal, her core convulsing until her vision wavered. Three sets of hands steadied her.

“That was hot,” she heard one of them say.

Rock remained thick and hard in her body, stretching her out with his heavy flesh and tribal inflixx. Gently, Sixten toppled her on Rock’s chest, then spreading her cheeks wide, pushed his first ridge through that tight ring.

Face to face with Rock, she noticed him clench his teeth. “She’s going to be so much tighter. Bear down again, baby.”

Kash eased back, palming his erection. Sixten’s face pressed against the side of hers, he asked, “Too big?”

“No, try it again.” On Sixten’s next surge, Blythe pushed down. Her thighs tensed around Rock’s hips as she fought to adjust with both sizeable cocks merged inside her body.

“This is amazing,” Sixten said, kissing a trail across her shoulders. “I want to feed this way.”

Moisture flooded her core, causing Rock to groan in response. “She so slick, we can move, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Sixten retreated a ways, paused as Rock slipped halfway out, and then brought his cock to the brink of leaving her ass. Pushing the hair from her neck, Sixten groaned against her nape, scraping his fangs over her skin.