Page 47 of Princess Avenged

And as I glance from one to the other, they look at me with so much reverence I feel like I might be imagining all that I’m seeing in their eyes. Perhaps it’s my own swelling emotions being reflected back to me.

Over and over, they glide inside me, moving so gently, taking me so carefully that I no longer have any complaints that I’ve yet to climax. I could last like this for hours, for days, and be fully satisfied.

A deep, painful moan draws my attention.

Leaning against the wall, Crusher is watching me, watching us, his eyes focussed on the two cocks as they push into me over and over. He moans again, and his gaze rises to meet mine.

He inhales sharply, like he’s been punched, and I realize it’s not simple lust I see on his face.

It’s pain. It’s despair. Crusher’s not just envious that he’s missing out on the post-feeding sex all vampires crave, it’s so much more than that. Crusher doesn’t want to be inside just anyone. He wants to be inside me.

Flooded with regret and loss, I turn away. I won’t let anything invade how amazing I feel right now.

Phil is alive, and I feel more connected to Flame and Blade than ever before. And not just literally, although that is true too. With my legs folded over their powerful arms and their thick hard cocks moving smoothly inside me, it’s like they belong there, like I might die if they ever withdraw.

I can’t let worry about Crusher ruin this moment. I’ll get over him, eventually, and he’ll get over me.

“Ana.” Blade gently caresses my face.

Looking into his silvery eyes, I trace the scar on one cheek with my thumb, and then slide my fingers into his tightly curled hair.

“Ana,” he repeats my name like a mantra, and I love how my name sounds on his lips. “I love you, Ana.”

My body clenches around his cock. “Blade?—”

He gently presses a finger against my lips. “Let me finish.”

I nod.

“I know you didn’t want emotions today, but I can’t hold this in.”

His rhythm changes, and I gasp at the intense pleasure.

“I’ve loved you from the moment we met, from the moment you were so brave in that tunnel. And every day since, I’ve loved you more. I only wish I’d recognized my emotions sooner. I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to find the right words to tell you.”

“Oh, Blade, I?—”

From behind, Flame drives into me harder stealing the end of my sentence, as if wanting to save Blade from hearing what I planned to say. And I’m no longer even sure what I did plan to say.

Then Flame pulls nearly out of my ass and thrusts back in again—hard. Gasping, I look into his eyes, my body, every part of me shocked at his sudden and propulsive change of force.

The impact leaves me gasping, as Flame pounds into me several more times before he returns to gentle movements—they both do—and my pleasure rises so high it steals my ability to think, to react, to even breathe.

“Don’t respond,” Blade says. “Not right now.” His finger gently caresses my parted lips as he looks into my eyes.

“Just let us make you feel good,” Flame says drawing my attention to him.

“Ana,” Blade says. “You are my queen, my goddess, the most important thing in my life.” He thrusts long and slow and deep inside me, swiveling his hips to reach even more places. “I would gladly die for you.”

“I, oh…”

Blade has opened his heart to me, and I should respond, but they’re both gyrating their hips now as they thrust, constantly changing their angles as they move more rapidly. I can’t possibly speak. We’re all moaning, consumed by the ever-increasing pleasure.

“I want to give you everything you desire. Everything you need.” Blade’s voice is tight with tension as he pumps into me.

“I know what you need right now,” Flame whispers against my ear.

He presses a finger into Blade’s mouth, and then slides it down, quickly finding my clit with his saliva-soaked digit. As they both continue to consume my senses with dual thrusts, Flame flicks his finger over my clit, and his touch, enhanced with Blade’s essence, lifts me back to the edge of a cliff.

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