Page 59 of Blood Claims
“But for now…Kneel, girl.”
The stern order from Victor added at the end made me force down the lustful lump. One I tried not choking on. Jesus, the room had just hit scorching, and I was already half naked.
It only managed to add to the sexual experience because, shockingly, I was becoming addicted to their dominant ways. And last night had been no exception, because they had ordered me to get on all fours. This was so they could each take turns fucking me hard from behind. And by taking it in turns, I didn’t mean waiting until one brother had come before the other took over.
No, they fucked me for minutes before the swapping, over and over again. An erotic bliss that continued until I lost count of how many times I orgasmed. Each of them filled me up so much, it ended up trickling down my thighs. Something they then decided to rub into my skin before forcing me to sleep. After first telling me how they wanted me to feel their claim, even in my dreams.
As for now, well the command to drop to my knees connected straight to my clit, soaking my pussy in seconds. As if the horny bitch was shouting ‘hell yeah, let’s go!’
But even with this command came a level of care, because Tal walked away to grab a pillow from the bed. One he dropped to my feet just as Victor took my arm and lowered me to my knees. The sight when looking up at them had me gasping, because the masterful figures standing over me were enough to make me quiver. They had never before looked so dark and sexually dangerous as they did in this moment. Yes, I had seen their brutal punishment inflicted on another but like this, they were so much more than just mafia kings.
They were the Vampires who owned me.
And as if to prove it, Victor reached down and ran his fingers along my cheek.
“Our Moirai Theía, what a vision you make,” he said, his voice taking on a deeper, rough sound, as if he was holding himself back. Of course, I didn’t know what the foreign words meant, but with the way he said them, I just knew it meant something beautiful and profound.
“That she does, brother, a vision we will add to,” Tal said, now pulling down on my chin, prompting me to open my mouth so he could then slide two fingers inside. The second I sucked on them he grinned down at me. At the same time, I could hear a zipper coming down from beside me.
Tal’s fingers slowly left me, so he could use his hand to turn my head toward his brother, Victor, who had his hefty cock in hand waiting for me. Tal’s wet fingers left their mark on my jaw like a whisper of an erotic touch, and when I started to reach up with my hand, I heard the tutting sound from above me.
“Hands behind your back, interlace your fingers and keep them there,” Victor ordered, the action making my breasts push forward.
“Fucking beautiful… now give my brother your tongue,” Tal added, making me lean forward to comply, eager to take my first taste of Victor. Because I knew the taste of Tal’s cock from that first night we slept together, but as of yet, I hadn’t done this to Victor.
The sound of a stolen breath came from above the second I felt my tongue graze across the head. The beads of precum were ones I quickly lapped up like my favorite dessert. God, he tasted amazing, just like his brother had. The salty cream was something I eagerly swallowed, before closing my lips around his head and pushing down, taking in his length. The hiss of pleasure was enough to have me smiling around him.
“Fuck,”he said, pumping his hips forward slightly, making me take more of him before pulling back. As if he was trying to hold himself away from plundering my mouth. So, knowing what he wanted, I pulled back before sucking him down. Twisting my lips around him as I descended, this time making him moan a deep, guttural sound.
“Holy fuck, girl!”he snarled, which just added to my own arousal and my need to do it again and again, trying to get more of him down my throat with each pass.
“Such a talented little mouth, eh brother,” Tal encouraged, making Victor growl,
“Fucking addictive.”
“Shame then that you have to share,” Tal replied, before tapping my cheek in a silent command to let him go, so I could turn my head ready for the next.
“Open up, baby girl, and take me down,” Tal demanded, slipping it in my mouth himself, unable to stand the teasing and making me gag. A sensation he moaned at, cursing like his brother.
“Fuck yeah, that’s it… fuck… this mouth of yours!”
I swallowed him down, making sure to swirl my tongue at the head when coming back up before caressing it down his length. The movements were slow and sensual, despite how deep I ended up being forced to take him. His hand was still leading his cock, pushing it in and hitting my limit in a dark, sexual way that had me squirming.
Just when I needed a breath, they swapped, and I was faced with Victor’s dripping cock. This slow, but deep, blow job continued, until I could see that both were getting close. Which meant taking all control, as their actions switched into higher gear.
“You wanna come, baby girl?” Victor asked, making me nod around his big cock.
“Then go ahead, touch yourself,” Tal said, making me stop long enough to ask,
“What? I can’t do…” I was stopped when Victor leaned over so as he could grip my face and growl,
“We weren’t asking you, baby girl…we were ordering you to.”
“So be our good girl and dip your fingers in that soaked pussy of yours and fuck yourself,” Tal added, and I swear my sex wanted to high five him. As for my nervousness, it took a back seat as I did as they asked. And they didn’t take their eyes off me for a second as I lifted my skirt and dipped my fingers in the waist band of my panties. A breathless sigh escaped me when I slipped a finger inside.
“Two of them,” Victor ordered, making me gasp as I added another, but they weren’t done.
“Come now, Peach, you can do better than that,” Tal said, lowering enough to grab my wrist and push it up so as my fingers went deeper, making me cry out.
