A Taste of Twilight (13 page)

Faelon chuckled and set Jessie down on top of Rafe, straddling his hips. “Would you like my assistance with this, or do you know what to do with that?” He nodded toward the world-class hard-on extending nearly to Rafe’s navel.

Jessie took a moment to stroke Rafe’s cock before she shifted her weight to her knees and positioned him at her entrance. Supporting herself against Rafe’s shoulders and staring into his dark eyes, she lowered her body onto his throbbing cock. He didn’t move, didn’t try to help or hurry her. He simply poured desire across their mental link and let her take him.

Her inner muscles opened for him, caressed him. He shuddered beneath her. “Fuck! That feels good.” She smiled and tightened her pussy, squeezing him as tight as she could. He groaned. “And that feels even better.”

“Lie down across his chest and try to relax, or better yet, kiss him.” Faelon rested one hand on her hip, waiting for her to comply.

She lowered her mouth to Rafe’s and pushed her fingers into his hair. The comforting familiarity of their kiss didn’t quite distract her from what Faelon was doing. He parted her ass cheeks and smeared something slippery around her anus then he eased into her opening. Cool and wet, his long fingers pushed lubricant into her back passage, preparing her for his cock, the same, long, thick cock she could barely fit in her mouth.

We won’t let you feel anything but pleasure. Relax and kiss me.

Faelon stroked her back with one hand while he worked her with the other. First one finger then two stretched her tight opening. He slid in and out, twisted, spread his fingers. “One more then we’ll try the real thing. Just keep kissing Rafe.”

She felt more of the cool lubricant enter with his third finger. She felt pressure and movement but no stinging pain. Faelon withdrew his fingers with slow deliberation and pushed the head of his cock past her sphincter while it was still relaxed.

Jessie gasped. His shaft was much bigger than his fingers. She felt stretched, stuffed, utterly filled. He grasped her ass cheeks with both hands and soothing heat swirled up through her anus and lodged in her clit.

She shivered, pleasure echoing through her pussy.
Now that’s a nice trick.

Rafe chuckled, his cock bobbing inside her.

“Liked that, did you?” Faelon did it again, increasing the intensity of the sensation.

Her clit throbbed, her cunt pulsed and her anus tightened all at the same time. She pushed up against Rafe’s chest, dazed and breathless. “What now?”

They gave her no warning, but some silent signal passed between them. They lunged at exactly the same time. Rafe reared up and sank his fangs into her throat while Faelon claimed her shoulder. Jessie screamed. Pleasure exploded in her body, zinging through her bloodstream like fiery darts. Part of her demanded she struggle, twist and writhe like a wild thing. Another part reveled in the ancient power surrounding her.

Together they sucked, long, deep pulls that triggered spasms of pleasure all over her body. Faelon cupped her breasts, holding her motionless. Impaled on their hard cocks, trapped by their sharp fangs, Jessie could only surrender.

Faelon brushed her nipples with his thumbs and she came, crying out with the pleasure. Rafe eased his fingers between their bodies and rubbed her clit. With a harsh gasp she came again. They released her at exactly the same time. Golden mist hovered around them.

The room spun. Faelon held his wrist against her mouth and she struggled. Hot and bitter—they expected her to swallow blood! She shook her head. He held her firmly, pressing hard with his wrist.

The metallic smell filled her head. She couldn’t breathe. Gasping, she parted her lips and blood filled her mouth.
No!
She shook and gagged as the grotesque liquid slid down her throat. Fire ignited within her chest. Her vision blurred then snapped into vivid clarity, shocking and surreal.

Faelon pulled his wrist away and pushed her down on top of Rafe. “Hold her. She’s still resisting the effects.”

Rafe’s arms wrapped around her as Faelon moved in her ass. She was so hot. Each firm thrust of Faelon’s cock accented the heat. Clutching the covers beside Rafe, she tried to make sense of it all. Her heart thundered in her chest, painful, demanding, but demanding what? She pressed her face against Rafe’s throat, comforted by his familiar smell.

“Lick my skin, sweetheart,” Rafe coaxed. “Your body knows what to do.”

Her breasts swelled against his chest and tension gathered low in her belly. She’d always been amazed when she had more than one orgasm. This was impossible.

“Taste will trigger the rest. Lick me.”

She stroked Rafe’s neck with the flat of her tongue and hunger slammed into her gut. He slipped his hand beneath her mouth, caressing her lips with the back of his fingers while he sliced a small opening in the side of his throat. Her mouth sealed over the wound as his hand moved to the back of her neck. She sucked in slow, deep pulls, filling her mouth with his rich, warm blood. “Yes!” Faelon pulled her hips up, sliding her cunt along Rafe’s length. He guided her back down as he pulled nearly out of her ass.

The tension burst and her entire body trembled. He moved faster, sliding her back and forth, pulling her off one cock as he pushed her onto the other. Jessie was acutely aware of every sensation, yet everything seemed jumbled, twisting in on itself like a child’s kaleidoscope.

“Stop or you’ll trigger the transformation.” Rafe’s voice sounded shaky and hoarse.

She licked the blood off her lips and pushed against his chest so she could look into his eyes. The link opened suddenly, their bodies jerking with one violent start. Faelon’s savage hunger frightened her. He wanted to ravage her, conquer her in ways Rafe would never consider. Rafe took her face between his hands, his gaze warm and tender.

Look at me, think only of me. I will never let anyone hurt you.

They moved together, strengthening the blood bond with each thrust, each emotion transmitted across the mental link. Jessie stared into Rafe’s eyes, amazed at his control. The fullness shocked her. How was her body able to accommodate this frenzy?

“Now!” Faelon yelled. “We must all come together.”

Rafe clutched her hips, Faelon held her waist, and Jessie arched her back. Pleasure passed from Faelon, through Jessie, burst in Rafe then returned. They clung to each other, both men buried to the hilt as they pumped their seed into her pulsing body.

* * * * *

Being a vampire had its advantages. Both men turned into mist and reappeared a moment later clean and dry. Jessie glared at them and Rafe laughed. He took her by the hand and led her into the adjoining bathroom. Even though he was already clean, he joined her in the shower, insisting on scrubbing her still-tingling body.

“When will my temporary powers manifest?” she asked as he worked shampoo through her thick hair.

“It’s hard to say. You don’t feel any different?”

She smiled, glad he was behind her. “I ache in places I have no business aching, but I don’t feel super strong or like I could fly.”

“I doubt flight will develop. It’s a very rare ability.” He turned her toward him and pressed her against his body while the water rinsed the suds away. “Did Faelon hurt you? He’s usually very careful.”

Blinking away the water and shook her head. “There was no pain, just like you promised. I thought the illusion you implanted was intense. This was…unbelievable.” They just held each other for a long time, enjoying the warm rush of the water. “Maybe a small toy.”

“What?”

She pushed back and smiled. “If we want to be adventurous, maybe we can get a toy.”

He kissed her deeply, his tongue sliding over hers. “We’ve got the rest of our lives to explore all the things that please us and disregard the things that don’t.”

“I’ve got to ask you something before I forget.”

He chuckled. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

“Why do you hate reporters? You treated me like shit when you thought I was one.”

“Private investigators aren’t much better.” He nipped her lower lip as the warm water massaged their bodies. “You said it yourself when I mentioned Etoro’s threat to expose me. For centuries it would have been his word against mine. As soon as film was invented, all that changed. He’s made a fortune turning me in to various reporters and news publications. It’s a regular pain in the ass.”

“Then vampires can be recorded on film?”

He laughed. “Haven’t you ever seen a Pyrite video?”

“Good point.” A soft female giggle sounded in Jessie’s mind. “Antonelli just crawled into bed with Faelon.”

Rafe tilted his head, his gaze moving toward the bathroom door. “You’re right, but how did you know?”

“You didn’t hear her laugh?”

“Nope.”

“Apparently my abilities have started to manifest.”

Rafe dried her off and took her back into the bedroom. Jessie wasn’t sure what to expect, but Antonelli naked and unabashedly sucking her mate’s cock was a bit shocking. Faelon caressed her hair as she swallowed his entire shaft with expert skill.

“Shame is a human concept,” Rafe said softly. “Vampires enjoy sex.”

Feeling particularly liberated by the recent experience, Jessie nodded toward the other couple. “Kneel behind her and make her come. She watched us perform. It’s only fair.”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh yes. I want to watch you lick her pussy.”

Rafe hesitated another minute, but Antonelli shifted position, bringing her body closer to the edge of the bed. Rafe knelt behind her and parted her dusky folds. Jessie swallowed hard. She’d watched an adult movie or two. This was completely different. Heat pooled between her thighs and her nipples tingled as Rafe licked Antonelli’s slit.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. She hadn’t thought she was capable of getting turned-on again after all the orgasms she’d just had. Rafe kept his head angled so she could see his tongue. He circled Antonelli’s opening then focused on her clit. He licked, using only the tip of his tongue, so Jessie could watch him.

Faelon cried out and thrust deep, signaling his release. “Now see what you started.” He pulled out of Antonelli’s mouth. Rafe flipped her over and pushed her legs up and back, spreading her wide for his hungry mouth.

Faelon stalked toward Jessie, a predator’s smile parting his lips. “You learn quickly, little fledgling, but I can smell your arousal. No one goes unsatisfied in my home.”

Antonelli said something to Rafe and he nodded. They quickly repositioned. She straddled his face and took his cock into her mouth as Faelon pushed Jessie up against the wall. Slipping to his knees in front of her, he arched his brow and lifted her leg to his shoulder. “Watch them. That’s what you wanted.” His mouth settled over her slit and her gaze drifted back to the bed. Rafe’s thick cock slid in and out of Antonelli’s mouth. He wet his middle finger in her pussy and pushed it up her ass. She made a sound…half cry, half purr.

Faelon’s tongue teased Jessie’s folds and flicked over her clit. She couldn’t see exactly what Rafe was doing, but it didn’t matter. Sensations pulsed from Antonelli to Faelon and he passed them on to Jessie. Dizzying, intoxicating, carnal, they abandoned themselves to the pleasure. A short, sharp orgasm burst in Jessie. Faelon didn’t stop. He pulled her more firmly against his mouth and began to feed.

Rafe came in Antonelli’s mouth then wrapped his arms around her hips. The men were both feeding, Jessie realized, feasting on female passion. She cupped her breasts and watched Antonelli. The other woman rose, rocking against Rafe’s mouth, so her cum flowed more freely. She shuddered, her head thrown back, hair streaming to her hips.

With one final lick, Faelon lowered Jessie’s leg to the floor. He turned and watched the two on the bed. “Antonelli has learned to enjoy being food for vampires.”

“I can see that.”

Faelon strode back to the bed. “Enough. My indulgence only extends so far.” He lifted his mate off Rafe’s face and lay down with her, wrapping his big body around her. He made one firm thrust with his hips and then fell asleep.

Rafe crooked his finger, motioning her toward the bed. “I need to sleep too.”

“So sleep.” She teased as she climbed onto the high mattress. He pulled her into a position identical to Faelon and Antonelli. He pressed his body against her back, slipped one arm beneath her neck and the other around her waist. Easing her thighs apart, with the same firm thrust of his hips, he impaled her with his cock.

Stunned, Jessie stared at Antonelli. “They always sleep like this?”

She smiled, her blue eyes shining. “As often as they can. He’ll make it worth your while when he wakes up.”

“And I swore I wouldn’t turn groupie,” she whispered.

Antonelli chuckled. “This isn’t about Rafe’s band and you know it. Your motives are noble and pure.”

“Pure?” Jessie laughed. “That’s a hard word to apply to what just happened in this room.”

“You’ll get used to it.” Antonelli moved Faelon’s hand to her breast and wiggled her bottom, no doubt bringing his cock deeper inside her. “You must remember one thing when the battle begins.”

The battle, the reason for everything she had done today. “What’s that?”