Page 11 of Obsession

That’s when the scent of her arousal hit him. Callum’s eyes dilated. The black was all that you could see within them. He drew in long pull after another, gulping down more than the one tiny taste he promised himself he would be able to stop at.

“I see you have failed to keep yourself from the prisoner.” Grayson calmly spoke while standing over the pair stoically.

Callum’s bloodlust faded with the words of his brother, and he was able to stop gulping in the essence of perfection that Renalta’s blood was to him.

“I could smell the blood across the mansion. But now that I am here, I can smell something else entirely.

“How is it that you are managing to keep her sleeping?” Grayson queried.

“I am not using any of my persuasion.” Callum stated plainly while wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

“Shall we test the theory that she is in fact simply asleep?” Grayson got a gleam in his eye akin to his joy in murderous rage. The cat eating the canary grin that spread across his face was otherworldly in its malice.

Grayson, knelt before her, and gently lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. His hand pressed the cloth of her dress along her long legs until it bunched at her midsection. The aroma of her wetness even more potent once uncovered overwhelmed both of the men in the room.

“Our dirty little prisoner isn’t wearing the undergarments we left for her in the dresser.” Grayson tilted his head up toward Callum, then nodded in Ren’s direction.

Faster than Grayson could react, Callum has pushed him out of the way, catching Ren’s ankle before the weight of her leg could fall with the force of gravity.

“Mine.” Callum announced before leaning down to bury his nose in her little bush resting just above her glistening center.

Ren shifted slightly in her seat, but merely mumbled incoherently. Still not under the influence of either of the brothers, but clearly still not awake either.

Callum ran his finger through her wet slit. He then brought it to his tongue and sucked her juices from it like the finest wine. His lips smacked loudly in the silent room.

“She likes it, brother. I am content to watch…for now.” Grayson said perched against the small table.

Callum dove in, licking and sucking softly. Kissing his way up and down her mound.

“Tell us dear prisoner. Who do you wish was pleasuring you?” Grayson whispered into the near darkness while unbuttoning his slacks to free his growing bulge.

“Mmm.” Ren’s response was low and throaty.

“Use your words darling.” Callum called up toward her from his spot between her legs.

“Vampire.” She whispered.

They men both chuckled to themselves, and partly to each other.

Both men now held their thick engorged cocks in their hands while they listened to Ren moan from the oral pleasure Callum was delivering.

“Bastian will be mad he wasn’t here to order her around.” Callum pointed out.

“Fuck Bastian. Or better still, don’t.” Grayson said through gritted teeth. His finishing stroke and tight grip caused him to shoot his load of hot cum feet in front of himself. One of the spurts hitting Callum’s hand as it spread open Ren’s thick pussy lips. Fascinated with the cum dripping down from his hand onto the now exposed clit—red and throbbing with pleasure—Callum exploded himself.

“Fuuu-uuh-uuck.” his exclamation matched in syllables with his jets of cum. He kept his hand on the tip of his cock, collecting the cum while teasing the tip to prolong the feeling of the orgasm.

Callum held his hand above the writhing Ren. His seed dripping from his fist, a drop landed on her lip.

“Taste what you have done. Taste me, Darling.” Callum did use his persuasion this time. He watched as she fluttered her eyes, and darted her tongue from her mouth.

“Mmmmore.” Ren spoke sleepily, and breathy.

On a chuckle Grayson responded. “As you wish.” He swiped the tip of his cock with his middle finger, and wiped his last drop directly onto her tongue.

Callum slid his arm behind her knees and scooped her into his arms. Carried her bridal style through the doorway into the hall and turned back to Grayson.

“She wants us. You can see that can’t you?”

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