Love Bites (8 page)

His throat tightened as his vision wavered on her colorful tattoo.
Another
thing he loved about her? Did he really love her so soon? Could it be possible?

After the episode in her car, Sydney was his fated mate, of that he was sure. Similar urges gripped Lucas when he was around Emily, urges he was almost powerless to control. Biting a female in the throes of passion stirred the bloodlust, of course, but this feeling went way beyond that. Hell, the first time he’d laid his lips upon Sydney’s, he’d suspected. Just the aroma of her feminine essence nearly caused him to beg.

But the craving for her blood and his body’s impassioned response to her, even the knowledge they belonged together, didn’t create instantaneous love. That had to be built. He’d yet to learn everything about her, but it didn’t matter. Maybe his heart had just gotten on board as quickly as the rest of him.

She jutted her perky butt up at him, all but giving herself to him on a damned platter. “Why don’t you try my ass out yourself and see?”

“Why don’t I?” he echoed, reaching between her legs to where she already burned wet and hot. He spread her lips with two fingers and thumbed her clit, already distended and eager for his touch. She squeezed her thighs together, bucking up and down to press him more firmly against her.

Kellan hissed out a breath and undid his jeans. The tip of his cock bobbed free of the zipper. Just her wetness against his palm fired him up to the point of pain.

He worked his shaft with one hand and her with the other, using her abundant lubrication to ease his finger’s passage into her slick sheath. She whimpered, her ass jutting against him as Lucas claimed her mouth. Their lips slanted and slashed against each other with a fury that was as exciting as it was primal. Kellan watched them while he slipped in another finger. Her inner walls immediately clamped around him. Even while she rode Kellan’s hand, she kissed Lucas, her candy-pink tongue nothing but a blur as it plundered his best friend’s mouth.

Damn, he loved watching them together. He would share her with Luke as he would share her with no one else, for the mutual exploitation of their pleasure.

And his own.

He picked up the rhythm of his strokes and she whimpered. A third finger soon joined the first two, though her channel was so saturated he wasn’t sure she realized. Luke grasped her breasts, pushing them together so he could knead the swollen tips. Then he caught them between his teeth, pulling in a way that reminded Kellan vaguely of a pup wrestling with a rope.

Not that Sydney seemed to mind. The sounds of her panting—of
their
panting—blistered the air as much as the rampant aromas of sex and sweat.

It wasn’t more than a few seconds before she let out a breathless squeal, her only signal that she was about to come. Kellan massaged her G-spot, extending the ripples that started deep in her cunt. Her whole body bowed, her back arching so her dragon seemed to flex his tail.

“Ready for me now?” Kellan whispered against the damp curve of her neck, flicking his tongue out to taste the perspiration trickling down her porcelain skin. She tasted of spiced plums, smelled sweetly of temptation.

“Oh yes.” She reached back and separated the firm globes of her ass with hands that trembled violently, revealing that alluring pink hole to him. “Slide inside me. Please.”

She glanced back at him as he sucked his damp fingers into his mouth to lick them clean. He closed his eyes and breathed deep to seal her taste in his mind. Tangy and sweet, hot and fragrant. Her pussy, her sweat, her blood. It didn’t matter. He was mad for all of it.

Kellan opened his eyes, and met her blazing green ones. “Are you ready for both of us?”

“Yes. Want both of you. Now.”

But Kellan waited, giving Sydney and Luke their moment. She yanked at Luke’s trousers, popping the button and ripping open the zipper. Once his cock sprang free of his black boxers, she wrapped her leg around his hip. She impaled herself on him with one roll of her hips.

“Oh yeah, baby, your pussy’s as sweet as your ass.” Lucas slid his arm under her butt and started to fuck her in earnest, the sluicing sounds of his cock sliding in and out competing with the guttural noises he made in his throat. “Sweeter, even.” He reached between them and lifted two glistening fingers, then smeared her liquid over her parted lips. “Taste yourself, baby.” Then he stabbed his tongue into Syd’s mouth, unleashing both of their moans.

God, it was too much. The crazed looks on their faces, the way she was grinding on Luke as if her last breath depended on it. They were so fucking hot together. Nothing like watching two people he loved love each other, especially when he knew this would be the last time he witnessed this between them.

But Kellan couldn’t wait to have her much longer. His fangs ached with the need to score her flesh, his throat quivered for her blood, and his erection rose high and stood at an angle, away from his body. The head gleamed a violent red, dotted with drops of pre-cum that ran down his shaft, torturing him even more. To relieve some pressure, he shoved his jeans down and stepped out of them, then gripped his cock in both hands.

“Whatcha waiting for, bro?” Luke wheezed the question. “She’s gonna come again anytime now. And fuck—” he grimaced as she bounced against him with renewed vigor “—so am I.”

Luke lifted her to straddle his waist and she braced her heels on the counter, her ass at the perfect height for Kellan to nudge between those luscious cheeks. He reached down and slipped a finger into her pussy, cramming his finger in with Lucas’s shaft, earning a hiss from his pal and a keening moan from Sydney. Then he gritted his teeth and added another, inadvertently rubbing Lucas in a way that had both men jerking back.

“Just need some lube,” Kellan said under his breath, pulling out his fingers and spreading her arousal along his hard-on. His hands weren’t steady as he painted himself with her juice, especially when he had to go back to get more from the source.

“Oh yes.” She threw her head back, pushing her breasts up into Lucas’s face as she clasped the overhead cabinet for more leverage. “I like that.”

Kellan slipped one saturated finger in past the rim of her ass, and groaned as her body clutched at the digit. He’d never felt anything vise him as tightly as she did at that moment. “Time for something else to fuck you, sweetheart.”

Sydney pouted at him over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed deep rose and her lips wet and succulent from the forceful kisses she’d shared with Luke. “But Luke liked having your fingers on his cock. Didn’t you, Luke?”

“I’ll deny it to my dying day.” He surged up into Syd, then gripped her butt and spread her wide. Like the willing lover she was, she leaned all the way forward, mashing her breasts into Luke’s chest. “Do it, Kell. Now.”

He entered her in one swift, heart-rending plunge. His breath stuttered. God, he’d never imagined anything could feel this good. Thanks to Luke in her pussy, she constricted ever tighter around him. He filled his palms with her swollen breasts, but her shallow pants told him she was acclimating to his size. He was bigger than his best friend—no competition there, just fact—and he was throbbing violently, no doubt stretching her muscles beyond what they’d ever experienced before.

He flexed his hips, inching deeper, and her ass squeezed him like a silken fist. Two thrusts, maybe three, and he’d fill her up. But not until she gave him the cue to move.

“Syd?” He gave another testing thrust. Hell, he could do this all night. Just keep fucking her snug little ass until they were both spent. “You okay?”

Only when she turned her head did he realize her cheeks were damp with tears.

Kellan’s heart lurched. She looked so hauntingly beautiful that he simply ached with love. Yet another thing he’d never imagined. “Want me to stop?”

“No, Kell. She wants you to finish.”

Luke reached up to wipe away her tears and started stroking his cock in and out of her, his nod encouraging Kellan to do the same.

Sydney bobbed her head yes, levering herself up and down with her hands on Luke’s shoulders. But it wasn’t until Kellan reached around to ensure she was still wet that he was certain she wanted him to continue. Her clit pulsated under his fingers as he quickened the pumps of his hips, timing them so he entered her just as Lucas retreated.

“At once,” she gasped, her free hand reaching back to clench Kellan’s hair as she bounced between them like a cowgirl riding her first bronco. “Let’s all come at once.”

“Not a problem,” Kellan muttered. He squeezed and released her breast, tipping it up to Luke’s mouth so he could pull on her reddened nipple the way he knew she enjoyed. “Almost there.” He gripped her ass, slamming his cock balls-deep with each onslaught. “Luke?”

“Oh, yeah.” Lucas nuzzled Sydney’s ample cleavage. “Two seconds.”

“One for me.” She rocked from back to front, squeezing their lengths until both men shot off like fireworks. Kellan grunted as his seed spurted into her, just as Luke jerked and shouted out his own release. He felt the climax roll through Syd, leaving her limp as her lithe form spasmed from the power of her orgasm.

Once her shuddering cries subsided, she relaxed between them. A haze of warmth settled over Kellan. He’d never felt so full before, even as he was filling Sydney. And instead of feeling territorial when she lowered her cheek to Lucas’s shoulder, he only felt love. For both of them, although in very different ways.

“You’re amazing.” He leaned forward to brush his lips over the pulse beating frantically in her neck. His fangs hurt with the need to feel her blood pumping into his mouth, but he held back. The next time he drank from her, he wanted it to be mutual. And he wanted them to be alone.

“I’d say you two are the amazing ones.” She patted Luke’s cheek. “But there was one disappointment.” Kellan’s shaft gave a nervous twitch when she whipped her head around to glare at him. “You didn’t bite me, dammit.”

Sydney chuckled inwardly. Could there be anything more adorable than seeing her sexy vampire anxious? Especially when he and his best friend had just given her the fucking of her life?

“You wanted me to bite you?”

“Well, you said you’re a vampire. Assuming I believe that, then biting kinda goes along with it, right? And it feels really good when you drink from me while I’m coming. The sensation goes on and on.”

“You seemed unsure earlier.” He stroked her tangled hair. “Asking so many questions, and worried about your own urges.”

She swallowed the sudden bitterness in her throat.
My own urges
. Yes, how could she have forgotten those? “It was probably just some weird transference thing. It passed.”

“So you believe we are vampires, Syd?” Luke shifted her weight so he could cradle her more comfortably against his chest. “Do you understand what it means?”

“I know the stories.” She smiled faintly. “Though some things don’t seem the same as I’ve read. There are windows all over this place. Even a skylight over the Jacuzzi. Obviously, you can handle sunlight.”

Kellan retreated from her body and she frowned at the overwhelming sense of emptiness he left behind. “In limited doses.”

“How limited?”

“In indirect sunlight at non-peak times, we’re good for an hour or two. In direct, in the middle of the day? Minutes, at most.”

“Yeah, Kellan knows all about that.” Lucas grinned at his friend. “Since he almost turned into a crispy critter a couple years ago. Fell asleep on the beach and woke up with a third-degree burn over most of his body.”

Sydney gasped. “What happened? Did you go to the hospital?”

“No, darlin’. I fed. Blood is what heals us. Our kind only goes to the hospital if we want to be caged permanently. Rumors exist about us, but most of us are smart enough to keep a low profile. Still, any doctor worth his stethoscope would suspect he had a special situation on his hands once he tested our vitals. A resting pulse rate of thirty beats per minute usually causes alarm. Add in the lack of regular respiration and you’ve got a mass panic on your hands if word spreads. And it
always
spreads.”

Kellan leaned around her to grab a tissue from the box on the counter. He wet it with warm water from the faucet, then turned back to stroke the cloth between her ass cheeks. She let out a soft moan. His fingers pressed harder against her sensitive tissues, setting off a delicious hum that traveled deep into her core.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?”

“Really good.” So good she was pretty sure she could come from just the pressure of the tissue alone.

He wet another and turned to give her front the same treatment. From the way his brows lowered, she could tell he was surprised to discover the moisture coating her mound.

“What the hell?”

“Luke pulled out at the last minute.” She shivered at the erotic memory of his warm fluid pumping onto her lower belly.

Luke shrugged. “She’s your girl, right? Gotta show some respect.”

Kellan only inclined his chin as he gave her front the same wipe-and-wash treatment. She sighed as she watched him clean her, tilting up her hips to give him more access. “Sometimes you boys take such wonderful care of me.”

“Yeah, sometimes.” Luke teasingly laved her lower lip. “In between tantrums and arguments, you mean?”

“Yeah, and almost draining me of blood and tying me to the bed without telling me where you’ve taken me.”

She glanced around her surroundings, really seeing them for the first time. She’d looked at the room before, of course, but hadn’t really noted the details. Her incessant need to fuck these gorgeous men tended to dull the importance of categorizing the precise shade of the bedroom wallpaper.

She bit her lip. It was puce, she decided, which went nicely with the pale cream curtains and heavy gold drapes. The huge king-sized bed had ornate posts that were gold, as well, and thin sheets of the same rich color pooled on the floor.

And those sheets were stained with blood.

Sydney swallowed again. Her throat was so dry.
Look at the room
, she told herself, only dimly aware that Kellan had stopped washing her.