Page 62 of Pleasantly Undead in Dark River

Holy shit. This was too much. No, not too much, just this side of perfect. X did something with my ropes so I was hanging at the perfect height that my knees couldn’t get purchase, but Lucius could thrust shallowly inside of me, hitting all the good spots.

“Oh my God. Oh my God,” I panted as my orgasm hit me like a Louisville Slugger to the side of the head.

I panted, X’s hands on my hips, moving me up and down Lucius’ cock, and I swung freely. The man was a goddamn genius with ropes. A Da Vinci of rope bunnies.

I must have whimpered the words, because X chuckled. “Oh, I know.”

He slid me off Lucius’ dick, lifting me slightly and plunging his own cock inside my aching core. I screamed something incoherent as he thrust inside me hard, pushing my pleasure higher and higher with his hard, quick strokes. Then he pulled back out, grabbed Lucius’ cock again, and I was back to riding the bound vampire. Lucius’ eyes rolled back in his head and I knew the feeling. We were puppets of pleasure, and X, he was the fucking master. When a wet cock slid against my ass, I sighed softly. X bit my shoulder, releasing his venom, making me relax as he pushed into my tight hole.

Suspended between these two completely insane vampires, I think I found Nirvana. When X moved, swinging me along Lucius’ cock even as he thrust up inside me, I knew we had because nothing, nothing could compare to this. This complete vulnerability, the bite of the ropes warring with the flood of pleasure in my veins. It was heady, addictive perfection.

X drew back and pushed in again, grabbing my hips and setting a punishing pace that had me screaming between them. Lucius’ muscles trembled as he moaned with me, his abs contracting as he tried to get higher, deeper. X reached around and flicked my clit, and I came apart again. When he loosened the ropes so I was impaled on Lucius’ cock, the ancient vampire took advantage, slamming in and out of me in time with X, creating a dance that had my face scrunched tight in pleasure.

Lucius came on a roar, his body bowed against his ropes, but he didn’t break them. X bent me over Lucius’ body until my rope bound breasts were pressed against his chest then doubled his efforts, his cock rubbing against Lucius still buried deep inside me.

Gripping my hips hard enough that I would have bruised if I still could, he came deep inside me with a satisfied groan. Pulling gently out he collapsed to the side.

“Well, that was fun.”

If I had the brainpower to argue, I would have said that what just happened wasn’t just fun, it was life-altering. Instead, I let my head flop to his chest.

“Love you, asshole.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

“Tell Kelly I’ll get her home even if I have to hog-tie her and bring her myself,” I said to Brody over the phone, not even trying to hide the grin on my face as I stood at the apartment door above The Immortal Cupcake, a pissed off Everly tapping her foot on the other side of the threshold. Judge chuckled low from where he stood down the hall.

She popped her gum. “Tell Mom that it’s fine! The apartment is warded and I’m not even working. I don’t want to go back to Nîso,” she shouted toward the phone and I shook my head as Brody sighed at the other end of the line.

“Fine. But stay inside unless Raine and the guys are with you. Do not go out at night alone.”

Everly actually rolled her eyes. “I thought I’d take up night jogging, on my period, in a town full of vampires. I better change my plans.”

Oh boy. The sass was strong with this one. God, I loved her already. “You should be my best friend,” I mouthed to her, and she threw back her head and laughed.

“You’re on!” she whispered.

“Raine,” Brody whined, and I grinned.

“Okay, okay. Like I said, I’ll try.” I told him I loved him as I hung up the phone. I shrugged at Everly. “This is me trying to get you home. Okay?”

She reached out and dragged me through the door. “Thank God you are here. Don’t tell Uncle Brody, but damn I’ve missed the pack this week. You smell just enough like Pack that my shifter isn’t pacing around inside my head. I say we have a girls night and have some platonic snuggle time.”

I blinked at her, and blinked again. “Uh, okay?”

She sighed and hugged me. “Yes!” She looked past me at Judge. “No offense, but girls only. Mom would murder me if she knew I was inviting vampire guys inside my warded apartment. It was the only reason she’d let me stay in the first place.”

I didn’t tell her that Judge was exempt from the ward on this place. In fact, Judge and I had sex on just about every surface in this apartment.

All the furniture was brand new, the couch where I’d nearly killed Walker gone, the dining setting that I’d smashed to use as a stake to drive through his heart also gone. If I didn’t think about it too hard, I could get past the anxiety being here produced.

Everly helped. The apartment had lost the scent of my life now. It smelled completely of Everly; the black coffee she liked and her citrusy body wash. Overlaying even that was the scent of burnt popcorn and some kind of curry she must have eaten last night.

I looked over at Judge, who was watching my face carefully. “It’ll be fine. We won’t leave the apartment.”

“I solemnly swear it. It will be margaritas and macaroni and cheese. That’s it,” Everly said with the seriousness of swearing on the Bible.

Judge narrowed his eyes at the pair of us. “Please Judge? I haven’t had a girls night since…” Since Angeline. Since I’d found Tex in that nightclub. Damn, had it been that long?

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