Cleopatra's Return: A Paranormal/Vampire Romance (19 page)

He kissed her, his lips hot in this place of cold breezes
, and he remained lip locked with her as he moved with her into the portal. They stepped out into her bedroom surrounded by a chilling wind that blew from the portal and swirled around them for a moment before dissipating.

“
Brrr! Close that door,” said Julius with an exaggerated shiver.

B
efore she could do a thing, the portal closed on its own, leaving her dirty and sore,
but at least I’m home.

The warm arms hugging her disappeared as
Michael left in a blur of motion, only to reappear a moment later naked. He stripped his leather duster from her and swept her into his arms, carrying her into the bathroom. The tub was filling already with steaming water. Julius run past her to hit the water with a loud splash.

Michael went more slowly, cradling Cleo against his chest. She hissed when some
of her abrasions from the beating she’d taken hit the warm water. Michael cursed and pulled her back out of the water.

“Bite me,” he ordered.

“Gee, aren’t we a little impatient?” she teased.

“Cleo, I meant bite me for blood. Although
, you can do the other later when you’re recovered.”

“
I’ll be okay,” she argued, even as all the aches and pains of her capture came to life as the adrenaline faded.

“Cleo,” he growled. “Drinking my blood will heal you more quickly.”

“And what if I don’t want to?” she said stubbornly. It was one thing for her drink it by accident when she was unconscious, quite another to bite into her lover and suck at him like he was some kind of warm beverage.

“
Fine. Don’t take what you need to heal. But don’t think you’ll be getting any bedroom action until your injuries are gone.”

Cleo frowned at Michael
, who stared back at her implacably with his arms crossed over his chest. “Fine. I’ll bite you, but the sex had better be worth it.”

Both men chuckled
, and Cleo winced as she slipped into the water. Michael slid in with her and clasped his arms around her.

“Oh, I promise it won’t be an experience you forget,” he said, brushing his lips across her temple.

Cleo buried her face in the hollow where his neck met his shoulder, inhaling his masculine scent. She stuck her tongue out and ran it across his skin. Then, before she could think twice about it, she bit down hard.

Blood filled her mouth, its taste sweet and coppery. She
swallowed, a part of her grossed out but only for a moment. As before, euphoria swept through her. Conscious this time, she felt her body as it healed, the process actually pleasant. Even yummier was the effect on her libido. She went from mildly interested to fully aroused in no time at all.

Som
eone really should bottle this. They’d make a fortune.

She moaned against
Michael’s skin as she lapped at him. All the nerve endings in her body were highly sensitized, and each sensation sent thrilling shockwaves throughout her. Even something as simple as rubbing her body against his made her channel tighten and quiver.

“Mmm, you taste so good
,” she purred, sliding her lips up to the lobe of his ear. “And I feel even better. You know what I want now?” she asked, slipping a hand under the water to grab his turgid cock. “I want what you and Julius promised me. I want you both, in me, pleasuring me.”

A shudder went through Michael. H
is hands found her ass cheeks and kneaded them while Julius slid in behind her, his body pressing against her back, his hard shaft poking at her backside.

Michael caught her mouth with his, his forceful kiss parting her lips and leaving her open for the invasion of his tongue. Cleo kissed him back just as hard, turning the tables by catching his tongue with her mouth and sucking it.

Not to be left out, Julius buried his face in her hair and found the sensitive spot on the back of her neck. He sucked it, knowing from experience how it made her legs buckle. Unable to stand, she clutched at Michael, although squeezed between their two bodies, there was little chance of her falling. Lost in sensation, she mewled when the body at her back moved away. Only for a moment though. Michael gripped her around the waist and lifted her to sit on Julius’s thighs, his hard rod pressed up against the crack of her ass.

With glowing eyes, Michael parted her thighs and
, with a wicked grin that showed some fang, licked his way up her thigh to her cleft. But instead of placing his mouth on the part of her that ached for his touch, he skipped over to her other leg and moved his mouth slowly again.

Julius kept busy as well, his hands cupping her breasts while his thumbs stroked across her erect nipples. She leaned her head
back against Julius’s shoulder, and he dipped his down so he could to nibble on her collarbone.

Michael continued his torture, blowing on her sex
, and she felt her nether lips tremble as her honey seeped from her. When his mouth finally touched her, a ripple went through her sex, a precursor to the climax to come. Delicately, he licked her, his tongue slowly tracing its way around her pussy until she wanted to scream. She grabbed at his hair with her hands and tried to guide him, but he chuckled, his breath tickling her.

“Please,” she begged as Julius pinched her nipples. She gasped and bucked on his lap, her body yearning for fulfillment.

“What do you think, Jules? Shall we show her the advantage of having two lovers?”

“Oh
, I think it’s past time.”

Julius leaned back from her
, and something cold trickled down the crack of her ass. Before she could turn to see what Julius was doing, Michael had his hands cupping her face, drawing her forward for a kiss. Her mouth busy with his tongue, she couldn’t say a thing when a finger followed the liquid pooling in her crevice. The finger rubbed the oil around her rosette, and her breathing quickened.

Michael distracted her,
his fingers finding and stroking her clit, his expert touch making her moan against his mouth. So aroused was she that the penetration of the finger in her ass only barely registered. It was uncomfortable and odd, but she ignored it as Michael’s fingers slid into her damp slit, pumping her. A second finger popped into her ass, stretching her tight ring, and that made her squirm forward and away from the invasion.

But the guys held her wedged between them,
and thus caught, she didn’t have a choice but to get used to the fingers that poked her. They popped out, and Cleo sighed in relief, only to squeak at the feel of Julius’s thick cockhead poking.

The pressure was unbelievable. Cleo dug her nails into Michael’s shoulders
, and while it wasn’t unbearably painful, it was the oddest sensation.

“Push out,” grunted Julius
, easing his way in.

Cleo did as she was told, trying to relax, managing it only when Michael’s mouth went from kissing her upper lips to her lower ones.
But even that couldn’t completely erase the stretching pressure of the alien presence in her ass. That is until Michael bit her soft inner thigh. Caught in a sudden endorphins rush on top of the blood one, she sighed and relaxed enough that Julius slid his shaft the rest of the way in.

Cl
eo still wasn’t sure about the anal sex thing, especially when Michael licked the spot he’d bitten and stood. He pushed her legs up and apart, exposing her.  Using the bench in the tub, Michael knelt between her legs, and he smiled at her as he eased his cock into her channel.

Halfway in, he slammed the rest of his cock home
, and Cleo almost came. Tight, everything felt so tight and full. She moaned, her body pressed between them, afraid to move for fear she’d come too quick.

Michael
became the one in control of the pace with his hands on her waist, sliding her back and forth. That simple rocking motion drew his cock in and out of her cunt and at the same caused Julius’s shaft to thrust in and out of her ass. The sensation was incredible. Cleo’s whole body tightened around them, and she could no more stop herself from climaxing than she could stop a tidal wave.

Rapture crashed over her as her body convulsed in pleasurable wave after wave. Michael panted while
Jules groaned, and Cleo, still quivering from one orgasm, skated right into another one when, with a burst of speed that increased the friction tenfold, Michael upped the pace and, with a bellow, came, followed seconds later by Julius, the two of them spurting wetly inside her.

Cleo couldn’t have cared less at that moment for she floated on a cloud of pleasure and never wanted to come down. It was with a blissful smile that she slipped into the tub onto Michael’s lap and allowed him to tenderly wash her.

She managed to open her eyes for a bleary moment when Julius kissed her tenderly.

“I love you
, Cleo,” he said, stroking her cheek.

“I love you too
, Julius. Sleep well,” she said, kissing him again lightly before he rose from the bath. He grabbed a towel and left her alone with Michael.

Cleo leaned back against him with a sigh. “I guess you need to find your bed too. The sun must be close to coming up.”

“I am not leaving you ever again, even if I have to sleep under the bed,” he murmured, nuzzling her neck.

“
What, and have you wake up covered in dust bunnies? Nope. I have a better plan,” she said, turning on his lap. “Want a roommate?”

“Truly?” His brilliant blue eyes stared into hers
, and Cleo nodded.

“I love you
, Michael, and I want, no make that need, to be with you. Yours are the arms I long to sleep in.”

“I am yours to command
, my goddess. Now and forever.”

Which
, in their case, could be a very long time.

“Catch me if you can!”

Cleo raced down the stairs
, laughing as Michael chased her at normal speed to make the game last longer.

Since their return
from Limbo, they’d spent a lot of time in bed. On the floor screwing. In the moonlight loving. Essentially they’d baptized every room in the house—more than once. Sometimes just the two of them, other times as a threesome with Julius, who thus far didn’t seem to mind her close bond with Michael. She could only hope his seeming lack of jealousy would last. Because should Julius push…great sex or not, he wouldn’t like the answer.

But
, hopefully, that ugly day would never come.

Tonight,
full of happiness and energy, she’d asked to go flying and see if it was possible to have sex mid-flight. Michael, with a confident grin, stated his certainty it could be done.
How I love him.

A knock sounded on the
front door, and in a breach of protocol that would probably tie Chester’s boxers in a gigantic knot, Cleo opened the door with a breathy, “Hi, can I help you?”

Bling!
Her head-to-toe glowing ability, which she hadn’t seen since her time in Limbo, suddenly blazed to life.
What the hell?

Cleo projected a quick mental thought
to her lover as she lit up like a glow stick on Halloween.
Michael, I need you.

She managed not to show any fear at the virtual army that sat almost on the doorstep.
Not an easy feat considering ranged before her, rank upon rank, were dozens of robed figures, who all dropped to their knees as one.

She managed to relax slightly as she
felt Michael’s reassuring presence at her back with Julius off to the side. She resisted the urge to lean against her vampire lover. Even though she knew she could depend on him, she still preferred to stand on her own two feet—except in bed.

“How come you’re
shining like a night light?” Michael whispered. “And who the fuck are these guys, and why didn’t the guards warn us they were approaching?”

She thought her response at him
, knowing he’d catch it.
I don’t think they’re from around here.
Hell, she didn’t think they belonged on this mortal plane, a theory proven correct a moment later.

The robed figure
kneeling closest to her raised its head slightly but kept the cowl of its hood tilted down. “If I might speak?” asked a sibilant voice softly from the depths of its cowl.

“
Who are you, and what do you want?” said Cleo imperiously while Michael moved to stand fully at her side, not only her lover but protector too.

“We are your humble servants, come to serve you, the one true goddess.”

The creature
’s words baffled her. “Stand and remove your head covering that I might see you, and explain yourself.”

The robed one stood and lifted its arms, the sleeves falling back
to show skin that glistened like gold and sparkled in her glowing nimbus. Both arms to where the sleeves were bunched up were marked with twining black tattoos, and Cleo would wager they went farther. The face, when it/he finally revealed it, made her suck in a breath. Neither human or demon, the creature that peered back at her was unlike anything she’d ever seen.