Page 122 of The Hunt of Night

“Taste her while I fuck her, Raiden,” Brody orders, and Raiden rises up on his knees for better access, but he waits for me to nod before he moves any closer.

“Are you sure, Troublemaker?” he asks when his lips are against my flesh.

“Yes.”

He rakes his teeth over my skin.

Once.

Tremble.

Twice.

Tremble.

Three times.

“Do it, Raiden,” I plead, anticipation clawing at my skin, and a breath later, his teeth sink into my throat.

I cry out at the sharp bite against my flesh, the sound quickly morphing into a groan as he sucks desperately.

All I can feel is Brody’s cock buried in my pussy and Raiden’s tongue lapping at my neck.

All I can see are the colors bursting across my vision, painting the world in a kaleidoscope of rays.

All I can hear are moans, from who, I’m not entirely sure, but I’m certain mine are mingled among them.

It’s all too much and not enough at once. Everything shifts as I feel Raiden press his thumb against my clit, pulling the trigger on the sensations glossing over my skin, and I fall apart between them.

My shudders ripple through my body, and a beat later, Brody curses in my ear.

“Fuck, Dagger. Fuck.” His movements stagger as he finds his release. “Painting your pussy with my cum is my new favorite thing to do,” he rasps, pleasure leaving his voice light and airy.

Raiden’s assault on my throat pauses as he leans back, looking me dead in the eye. “Adrianna.”

My name on his tongue is a combination of wonder and need.

Without a word, Brody slips from my core, grabbing my waist and maneuvering me around until he’s nestled against his headboard with me between his thighs, legs wide and inviting for my vampire, who looks entirely different from the guy that walked in the room. He gropes at my chest, tweaking my nipples as Raiden watches, eyes darkening with every passing moment.

“Please,” I croak, chest heaving like I didn’t just chase an orgasm off the cliff already.

He crawls onto the bed, not bothering to discard a single item of clothing as he unbuttons his pants, tugging the zipper down enough to release his cock before he’s at my entrance.

Brody keeps my thighs spread for his friend while Raiden’s hand reaches for my throat, sweeping a thumb across the blood trailing over my skin before he brings it to his lips. The second hesucks the crimson stain from his thumb, he thrusts his cock deep into my core, no barrier between us, in one swift move.

“Fuck, Adrianna,” he bites through clenched teeth, reaching for my ankles as he shifts his angle, forcing me to lean back onto Brody even more as he takes me.

Sweat clings to me as Brody plays my body with precision, matching the pace of Raiden’s hips as they spread me wide and wring me dry. I feel the orgasm coming this time, stealing my breath as my eyes fall closed. It starts in my toes, making them curl with insatiable desire as it zips up my legs, coiling tight in my stomach and nestling deep in my core before I implode.

“You’re fucking perfect, Troublemaker,” Raiden growls with a ragged breath and his hips flush against mine, finding his own release as he pulses inside of me.

All I can do is hum in acknowledgment, words failing me as I try to catch my breath, my eyes still glued shut.

I feel the loss of him slipping from between my slick thighs before I’m manhandled into another position, but this time, it’s delicately against the sheets before a sheet is drawn over me.

“What are you doing?” Brody asks from my left as Raiden scoffs from my right.

“Sleeping here,” he retorts, sounding a lot more like his usual self than he did earlier. That fact calms me in a way I can’t even express, but Brody protests.

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