Page 72 of Taken By the Vampires
If my love for them could expand any more, it just did. It wasn’t just the words he spoke, Ifeltthe truth behind them. The pure honesty and the weight of sincerity. Powered by endless love.
I blinked back tears, humbled by the power of his emotions. Not just his. They hadn’t spoken, but Davon and Cassius felt exactly that same as Xander. A tear broke free and trickled down my cheek and I wiped it away, laughing. Everything they felt and thought, I sent back to them.
I was lucky. So, so lucky. Joyful and light. Jubilant and…horny? I became conscious of a heated, prickling awareness and that turned into something just as vibrant, but more earthy. Need. Desire. A languorous roll of heat rolled through me. My blood heated and a yearning throb answered. Their need became mine. My pussy pulsed. My nipples beaded into tight little buds.
“Your mother has left us alone.” Davon pressed his chest against my arm, his body heat and masculine scent saturating my senses. I leaned into him, taking pleasure in the hard planes of his body, accepting what he offered.
“Intentionally.” Cassius’s hand snaked up my sides to cup my breasts. I gasped as sensation burned its wake through me. He rolled my nipples between his forefinger and thumbs, teasing me. I arched my back, pressing my breasts more fully into his hands. A deep, satisfied chuckle sounded in my ear, his chest vibrating against my back.
“And we plan to make good use of the time.” Xander’s hand splayed over the back of my head before he captured my mouth with his. His tongue thrust into my mouth, taking what I freely offered. There was no playing around with his possession. This was a kiss of taking and accepting. Of dominance and submission, which I instantly gave.
Cassius’ hands dove beneath my shirt, ripping the hem from the waist of my jeans. There was no hesitation as he pushed my bra up and covered both breasts completely. While he played with my sensitive flesh, I pushed my backside against his erection. He groaned as he nibbled my ear.
Xander stopped kissing me. He turned my head towards Davon, who immediately bent to kiss me. His kiss was as dominant as Xander’s, but it was a little slower. More languid. More a slow burn than outright taking, and I loved it just as much as Xander’s.
Xander’s hands found my waist as he pressed his erection against my abdomen. I was sandwiched between hot, hard walls of uncompromising masculinity, body mind and soul. Hands, mouths, cocks, all focused on me. Burning me. Taking me higher and higher. My knees sagged with the intensity.
My feet gave out from beneath me and I was man-handled against Xander’s solid chest. Davon threw open the front door. Xander strode inside and went to the fireplace. The flames were high and toasty, pushing the cold edge out of the air.
Which was just as well, because as soon as he placed my feet on the floor, he ripped my shirt apart and tore it off me. I gasped, somewhat shocked that I’d been stripped so fast. I had to remember his strength was not that of a mortal man.
“No mortal man could worship your body like us,” Xander growled.
“If she’s thinking of mortal men, then we’re not doing our job correctly, are we?” Cassius asked.
“No, we are not. And she is far too overdressed to do what we have in mind,” Davon said.
“Exactly what I was thinking, brother,” Cassius said.
Xander rid me of my bra as Cassius undid my jeans. He sank to his knees as he drew them down my thighs and off my legs. He was eye-level with my pussy. He leaned forward, breathing in deeply through his nose. His hands caressed the front of my thighs, his thumbs lazily circling so close to where I wanted his touch the most, but infuriatingly never getting there.
I parted my thighs, panting and nearly out of my mind with anticipation, but he held them there and I couldn’t move a muscle. I whimpered as Davon teased my breasts with his long, talented fingers.
“Tell us what you want, Ella,” Cassius said. His pupils had dilated so much, there was only the barest ring of color. His teeth peeked over his bottom lip. God, he looked so sexy on his knees in front of me. I was nearly out of my mind with arousal and all I could do was whimper my need.
I just wanted him to touch me. His fingers, his mouth, tongue and teeth. It was all I could think of, my need intensifying with each passing minute.
Xander leaned forward, his tongue darted out and he licked my slit from where he locked my legs together to my clit. His warm breath caressed my skin as the wet heat from his tongue boiled my blood. He held my legs closed, even though I wrestled in his grip.
“Tell Cassius what you want, Ella. Otherwise he won’t know what to do,” Davon bent to take my breast in his mouth. His tongue flicked my nipple and then sucked the tissue into his mouth, where he suckled and teased.
Xander’s hand closed over my other breast, kneading my flesh. “Do you want his tongue on your pussy, Ella? Do you want him to taste you? To eat you? Tell him, Ella. Tell us.” Xander licked the shell of my ear before his tongue swirled inside, imitating what I wanted their cocks to do.
They didn’t do any more than play with me, their touches too light. Their focus too small. I wanted more. I wanted it hard and long and… and…I wanted them all. I exploded with tension and yearning and craving. “Yes! I want his tongue in my pussy. I want all of your tongues in my pussy. I want your hands on me. I want your cocks. All of them. Inside me. Now!”
Those words, so dirty, so private, so intense, were all they needed to hear. Cassius spread my thighs. He lifted me and positioned my legs on his shoulders and he speared me with his tongue.
Davon tugged my breast into his mouth, sucking more forcefully, dragging his teeth gently over my sensitive flesh. Xander lifted my backside. His hands cupped the globes of flesh, kneading and massaging. Slowly, slowly he parted my cheeks and slipped his finger over my rosette.
I gasped and bucked as a darker sensation washed over me. Six hands held me still, powerless but to accept what they gave. Xander passed his finger over my button again, allowing me to be ready for his touch before returning to circle that part of me.
I whimpered as need harsh and powerful rose within me, taking me to the delicious precipice I rose towards. I whimpered as he stroked me.
“Shhh, Ella. I want to touch you. All of you. I want to touch your beautiful arms, your legs, your belly button. I want to touch every part of you inside and out. In your pussy and in here. I want to touch every part of your beautiful body. We all do.” He prodded my backside and the ring of muscle opened a little.
Panic startled through me, but was quickly washed away with their gentle touches and their clever, clever tongues. A second passed and I relaxed into the sensation. Cassius rolled my clit between his lips before laving it with the flat of his tongue.
Xander did no more than massage my back entrance. Nothing more. He kissed my ear, my neck, my shoulder, nuzzled me with his lips and tongue. I relaxed, caught up again in their ministrations, my arousal rising once again.
