Spellbound (7 page)

She almost drifted away as he left her, collapsing onto her stomach. She hazily felt them moving her, cleaning her, and then she was pressed between their bodies, wrapped up in the bed sheets. She smiled as the sun called her, her desire completely sated and a feeling of pure contentment washing over her. Wrapping her arm around Valentine, she sighed out her breath as Venturi snuggled up close behind her, both men purring softly into her ear.

Prophecy stared wide eyed at Valentine, waiting for him to wake up and fly off the handle at her about the spell and their night with Venturi.

His eyes opened lazily and it took her a moment to realise that he didn’t look at all angry. He smiled and pushed her hair behind her ear. Maybe he hadn’t noticed Venturi yet and didn’t remember what they’d done.

“I love you,” she whispered, brows furrowed and eyes searching his.

He frowned at first and then gave her another slight smile. He took hold of her hand and pressed a kiss to it.

“I know,” he said, cupping her cheek.

She frowned, still expecting him to explode. His smile grew wider. Venturi’s hand tightened against her hip and he moved behind her.

“I am dreaming,” he murmured and she jumped a little when he palmed her backside. “You seem real. I am gone insane then.”

She smiled and held Valentine’s gaze, trying to judge whether he was going to get angry with her or whether he was alright with what had happened.

“
I am fine. Everything is fine,
” he said the words straight into her head.

“
Are you sure?
” she said back to him, thankful for the bond and the fact she could communicate telepathically with him. She didn’t want to offend Venturi with her questions, not after how good last night had felt.

He nodded.

She kissed him and then rolled over to face Venturi.

Venturi smiled at her, a dazed and slightly confused look in his eyes. He was evidently still trying to come to terms with everything. His look became wary when his gaze shifted to Valentine who was now pressing persuasive kisses to her neck. She hooked her arm over behind her and held Valentine to her as he thrust his hard length against her backside. She could feel Venturi’s cock against her belly and knew he wanted more of what had happened last night.

“
Should he leave?
” she said telepathically to Valentine.

“
I can live with this occasionally, if it makes you happy. There are no doubts in my mind that you love me, and you are my mate,
” he said into her head and then paused. It was ominous and she knew he was going to speak again. He kissed her throat, the place where he’d bitten her last night. “
We had actually planned to give you a moment together, but we had not bargained on it going this far, and had not expected the spell.
”

She smiled to herself, feeling a little awkward about the spell and wondering what would’ve happened had Valentine’s and Venturi’s present to her gone as planned without her interference. It was reassuring to hear that Valentine had wanted to give her this moment of shared love with Venturi.

Venturi’s fingers kneaded and explored her stomach and breasts, brushing lightly over her flesh and sensitising it. She tingled and ached as his thumb grazed her nipple, making her slick with arousal at the feeling of it and the thought of having them both without the spell.

“I should leave,” Venturi said and disappointment lanced through her.

She caught his cheek before he had a chance to leave the bed, stopping him from moving and smiling at him. He frowned at her, his eyes questioning.

“What’s the rush?” she said, giving him her best sweet smile and hoping he’d stay. She wanted to leave this room tonight with both of them on her arm, wanted to drift through the ball on a wave of bliss and love, knowing that she was at last free to openly love them both.

He smiled and it quickly became a grin.

She looked at the curtains. Night had fallen, meaning they didn’t have much time before they were expected to be at her second party. She stared at Venturi while her hand settled on Valentine’s hip. She wanted them both back inside her at the same time. Tonight’s party was going to be more about politics than pleasure and she wanted to have a little fun to help her through the coming hours of boredom and polite talk.

Valentine shifted away from her and sat up, leaving the bed. She didn’t ask where he was going. She had a feeling she knew what he was up to.

Lightly running her fingers down Venturi’s side, she stared into his eyes, still trying to make herself believe that this was really happening and that she definitely had two lovers now, and both men seemed to be okay with that. He shuffled closer to her and captured her mouth with his, his lips brushing tenderly against hers. She felt his cock press against her belly and she ached over the feeling of it, hard and ready. She was about to see where Valentine had got to when he returned to the bed.

Sitting up, she raised her brows when she saw the tube of lubricant he was holding. Her stomach flipped, turning her insides with it, and she felt a little giddy at the prospect of having them inside her this way. She’d let Valentine take her from behind, but had never experienced dual penetration.

Trying to look confident, she took the tube from him and squeezed a large dollop of the clear gel onto her fingers. She rubbed it over his cock, slicking him up and feeling more and more aroused as her hand trailed over him and she thought about having them both again. Valentine moaned and closed his eyes, and she stared at his face, watching the pleasure flit across it with each stroke of her fingers. Venturi kissed her shoulder and she turned her attention to him. She squeezed some of the gel onto his cock and smeared it around, making sure he was fully coated.

They both watched her and she knew what they wanted to know. She wanted this to feel as good as it possibly could for all of them, so there was only one way it was going to go. She trusted Valentine implicitly and knew the gentleness he always showed her when it came to this act. He would be the one behind her.

She dropped the lubricant to the bed and pushed Venturi onto his back. He stared up at her, a flicker of need in his eyes, excitement about what they were doing. She knew it would feel good for him and Valentine too, that the sensation of their cocks rubbing against each other with only a thin membrane separating them would quickly be their undoing. She only hoped they’d last a little while.

Reaching over behind her, she took hold of Venturi’s slick cock and positioned it at her entrance. She eased herself down onto it as slow as she could to draw out the pleasure. When he was buried inside her, his hands came to rest on her hips and she made a few thrusts before leaning forwards.

Valentine moved behind her and she closed her eyes and drew in a trembling breath when he slathered the lubricant over her anus, working it in a little with his fingers. She braced herself against Venturi, trying to relax against him as the head of Valentine’s hard cock nudged into her. He inched it in slowly, stretching her tight channel. The tiny hint of pain quickly subsided and she wriggled in an attempt to get used to the feeling of them both inside of her. Valentine placed a hand against her stomach and brought her up into a sitting position again. The shift forced his cock deeper inside of her and she bit her lip against the sting of pain.

Waiting, she tried to make sense of the feeling of them both inside of her, filling her up until she felt as though she was going to explode. She raised herself up and Valentine’s hands replaced Venturi’s on her hips. When he moved her back down, he pulled out of her, thrusting back in and raising her up off Venturi’s cock. The feeling of the alternate strokes of their cocks made her head feel light. Each thrust they made into her had all three of them moaning and she breathed hard, panting out her groans as she closed her eyes and tried to keep her focus so it would last longer.

If the pleasure of last night had been maddening, then she didn’t know what this was. She trembled in Valentine’s arms as he raised her up off Venturi’s cock and then lowered her onto it again as he withdrew. As she moaned and tensed around them both, they growled and tightened their grip on her. Tingles arced along her nerves, sending her senses haywire until she wasn’t sure whether she was coming or going. She relaxed into Valentine, letting him move her and loving the feeling of their two cocks thrusting into her. Their tempo increased until she was constantly moaning. The sting of pain each time Valentine rammed his cock deep into her anus only made her cry even louder and a tiny part of her mind that was still functioning warned that people would hear.

She didn’t care.

She clenched them both, tightening her muscles as hard as they could go and choking them both in her depths. Venturi began to thrust up to meet her, pounding her with his cock and driving her senseless with need. She grasped hold of Valentine’s hands, begging him over and over to keep going. She wanted more. She needed more. She needed to feel them coming inside of her, claiming her body as wholly theirs.

She screamed as Valentine bit down on her neck, his cock plundering her, thrusting as deep into her as he could get. The room was plunged into darkness and everything seemed to stop except their rough movements as they struggled for completion. Valentine drew hard on her blood and the whole world exploded in front of her eyes when both he and Venturi thrust into her in unison. She collapsed in Valentine’s arms, not resisting either man as they sought their own orgasm, just riding the waves of pleasure that rippled through her as she quivered and struggled to regain her senses. The warm glow of her orgasm spread through her and she was surprised when it gave way to another climax as Venturi came, jerking his cock hard into her depths, violent enough to add a little more pain to her pleasure, and then Valentine followed him, filling her tight channel with his cum as he throbbed inside her.

Leaning forwards, she pressed her cheek into Venturi’s chest and breathed hard as she smiled to herself. She tensed her muscles around their cocks, holding them inside her and making the most out of the feeling of their combined orgasm.

Sighing, she closed her eyes when Venturi pulled her up a little so her forehead was against his neck, and Valentine moved around behind her. She lay there, cocooned in their embrace and feeling more content than ever.

“I love you,” Venturi whispered and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I love you.” Valentine kissed her ear.

She couldn’t believe that she had this—two men willing to share her and love her.

“I love you both,” she said with a wide smile and snuggled up closer to them.

Just a few more minutes and then they could hit the shower. She was ready to play the diplomat to the visiting bloodlines now. Nothing was going to bring her down from this high. She’d be floating until the sun broke the horizon.

“Mmm, can we do this again sometimes?” She resisted the lure of sleep and looked at Venturi and then Valentine.

He smiled that slight smile of his, his black hair tousled and messy, his green eyes shining brightly at her.

“Maybe next year?” she said with an air of hope in her voice.

He nodded and pressed a brief kiss against her lips. “Happy Death Day.”

Venturi brought her around to face him and kissed her too.

“Happy Death Day,” he said with a wide smile.

She sighed.

“This is the best Death Day present ever. The only present I ever want is my two boys.”

“We should move,” Valentine said.

She pouted as he left the bed and then smiled.

“Shower?” Her suggestion was met with raised brows from both men that quickly became wicked smiles.

They both nodded and walked towards the bathroom. She watched them, studying their bare backsides and sighing to herself. Getting to her feet, she followed them into the bathroom.

Two lords at her command. Two lovers.

She grinned.

She could definitely get used to this.

The End

About the Author:

Felicity Heaton, who writes under both her real name and F E Heaton, has been interested in all things preternatural since she was just a child. She used to while away days at school and college dreaming of vampires, werewolves and witches, and used to while away evenings watching movies about them or reading gothic horror stories and romances.

Having tried her hand at various romance genres, it was only natural for her to turn her passion back on the paranormal. She loves to write vampires, werewolves and witches, and makes no excuses for how brutal they can be. She writes them as they are: merciless hunters—seductive, sexy and strong. They’re vicious, dark and dangerous, but, at the same time, they love, they laugh and they feel every emotion as strongly as anyone. She says that this is their world; she’s just honoured to write down their adventures.

To see her other novels, visit:

www.felicityheaton.co.uk

or visit the official Vampires Realm website:

www.vampiresrealm.com

Other stories in the Vampires Realm series:

Prophecy: Child of Light [book 1]

A girl unlike any other girl, a vampire unlike any other vampire, Prophecy lives life in the dark until the night she breaks the rules. Leaving the family mansion to hunt for the first time, she encounters Valentine, a vampire from her family’s enemy and a man who will change her life forever.

Suddenly at the centre of a prophecy, she is kidnapped by Valentine, the man who should have been her executioner, and forced to run with him in order to save herself. Required to work together, the tension between them builds as a dark evil threatens to destroy the world, their families and the Law Keepers attempt hunt them down, and Prophecy discovers that her feelings for Valentine control her new found power.

When the truth about her is revealed, will Prophecy be strong enough? Will they discover a way to save the world from Hell? And will they finally see past the hatred bred into them by their families and surrender to their love?