Page 36 of Kidnapping Their Third

Patience, he reminded himself. They had a lifetime to play.

Once Kimble was fully inside Cora, Pike paused so everyone could adjust. The vampire was breathing hard, and Cora’s body was tense and twitching. Putting his nose to the skin at the back of her neck, Pike pulled her scent in through his nose, checking for the smell of pain or discomfort.

All he scented was arousal.

“I… I… need more!” Cora begged, her words disjointed, as if she was having to force them out of her mouth.

“Me,” Kimble agreed. “Me me!”

Pike thought Kimble was trying to sayme toobut arousal was causing him to lose his language skills.

“More than this?” Pike asked, holding Cora still on Kimble. Now that he didn’t need his right hand to guide Cora’s hips, he brought it up to place it on her breasts. Her beaded nipples were irresistible. He plucked at one, making Cora gasp and thrust her chest out. That action made her hips move a little, which caused Kimble to groan.

“It’s like playing an instrument,” Pike said as he tugged again.

Kimble grumbled something, then schooled his features into a pleading expression. “Sloneczko,please!”

Pike loved the nickname, even if he didn’t know what the word meant. The endearment tore away his resolve and suddenly he wanted to see his mates come together.

But they’d do it on his terms.

“Put your hands on Cora’s hips,” he ordered Kimble. The vampire was quick to obey, gripping Cora but keeping his eyes on Pike for further instruction. Rising up on his knees to give Kimble room, he issued another order. “Now lift her a little.”

The vampire had no problem lifting Cora’s slight weight. She gasped as Kimble’s cock half slid out of her. With Kimble supporting Cora, Pike had both hands free. He ran one hand down her front until his fingers dipped between her legs. Her flesh feltdifferent, pulled taut by Kimble’s cock. When he ran his fingertips over her clit, she shuddered.

“Pike, p-p-please!” she moaned.

“Do you want to come again?” he asked, cupping a breast in his other hand. Under them, Kimble’s glowing red eyes were focused on Cora’s face. Her frustrated moan was her only answer.

“Beautiful,” the vampire said, lowering Cora back onto his cock. His voice was low and husky and reminded Pike of his feral growls when they’d first met. “Hot, tight, perfect.”

Cora put her hands over Kimble’s, as if to urge him to go faster. Answering her need, Kimble started moving her up and down on his cock. Pike let his hand flow with the motion, rubbing Cora over her clit and plucking at her nipples. Because he didn’t move his body to match theirs, Cora’s back rubbed on his hard dick.

Fuck, he was going to come from that alone! He hadn’t been this on edge since he was a teenager. The friction from the smooth skin of her back was almost painful but in a good way.

He was worried he’d blow his load before his mates did when Cora started rhythmically whimpering. Looking down, he saw her gripping Kimble’s hands so hard her knuckles were white. Her shoulders were pulled back, her spine bowed, and she opened her mouth in a silent scream.

Pike could feel her flesh pulsing under his fingers and kept steady pressure even as he felt his own orgasm explode out of him. Grinding his groin against her back, he covered her flesh in his seed.

Under them, Kimble cried out and went rigid, every muscle in his abdomen and chest tightening as he strained to fill Cora. He pulsed himself in and out of her several more times before collapsing back and pulling Cora down with him.

She folded, laying on top of Kimble with an exhausted sob of pleasure.

Feeling a little dazed, Pike took in the picture his mates made. Cora’s back was covered in his cum, and her legs were tucked under her and spread, showing off where Kimble was still buried deep inside of her wet core.

Wrapping a hand around his cock, Pike gave it a few pumps with the hand still covered in Cora’s slick. Pleasure rockedthrough him as the last of his climax shot out, adding to the mess on his mate’s back.

Even though he knew it wasn’t something he should do without permission, he desperately wanted to take a picture. It was only because there were no phones within reach that he didn’t.

“Next time,” he whispered.

“Huh?” Cora mumbled, her eyes closed and hair covering most of her face.

“Nothing, my heart,” Pike whispered, carefully maneuvering his large body off the bed.

“No go,” Kimble grumbled, slitting his eyes open enough to glare at Pike. “No leave.”

Pike gave him a reassuring smile. “I’m only going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

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