Page 169 of Red Ruin
Now his soul cleaves to me so desperately, it’s like I’m his spinal column or the last beam holding up his roof.
For centuries, he’s held up on pure determination.
But if I flick my little finger now?
Boom.
Collapse.
I’m crumbling too.
I use Remy’s hair for reins while Vhex sears my shoulders with kisses.
Shadows stroke my clit.Relentless. Superhuman sensitive, they find every spot that rainbows my spine.
They flick at constant speed.
Constant, deep pressure.
Vampires already give mind-blowing suction. While Remy sucks, shadows caress behind my knees, along my inner thighs, around my bellybutton.
No skin goes un-licked.
I can’t tell if I’m guiding them anymore.
Who even cares.
Pulsing around nothing but wisps, I groan.
Along with Vhex and Remy’s frenzied thoughts, I feel the painful hardness of their cocks as if it’s me, so swollen and desperate to release.
Their tight balls. Their tensed muscles.
As their abs shake from holding back, the pressure building from three lengthening fangs leaves me baringmyteeth.
My instinct says to fill their need.
Fucking fast.
But their instincts leave them obsessing over the sensations that are so easily shared between our tightly joined silks.
Remyhmmsin satisfaction.
The vibration matches that dark, satisfied sparkle in his soul.
“Oh—!” I start to fold.Can’t.
Vhex holds while Remy licks.
The ripple starts at my scalp. My face contorts and everything else follows. Hot. Twisty.
“I’m—I’m—” I writhe.
Oh, fuck I’m coming.
It can’t get better.
But it does.
