Page 13 of Tested
I come home to a quiet house. I pause in the foyer, scanning for any trace of my lovers. Flickers of David’s golden aura grace the stairs to the lower level and if I close my eyes, I can hear the faintest sound of manufactured applause.
Trajan and David are on the big black leather couch in the media room. David’s curled up on his side, his head in Trajan’s lap, and he’s snoring softly. Whatever’s on the big screen involves bright colors and people dancing and Trajan’s running his fingers through David’s hair like there’s nothing else he’d rather do.
I pause in the doorway and Trajan turns to me and smiles. “We made it through three episodes before he crashed.”
“I didn’t crash.” David pops up, his hair flattened on one side and his eyes sleepy. “Trajan said he’d poke me if Gianni got cut.”
“That was a while ago.” The affection in Trajan’s eyes warms me even though it’s hard to see. I can’t remember if he ever looked at me that way.
“I’m sorry to disturb you.” My voice is gruff, humbled.
David scoots his butt to the top of the couch. He swings his legs over, landing lightly on his feet. “You didn’t disturb us,” he says, his grin going feral. “We were waiting for you to get home so we can take your mind off work.”
He stalks towards me. Trajan also stands, arms crossed over his fists to make his biceps bulge. “Puppy here wanted to play but we decided to wait until you could join us.”
My breath is coming faster. “I still need to”—
David drops to his knees in front of me. “Need to shut your mouth is what you need to do.”
He goes to work on my belt while Trajan fucks me with his eyes. The power Trajan exudes when he goes vampire has always been an aphrodisiac. There’s part of me, buried and deep and rarely acknowledged, that understands death. That controls it, even. Trajan’s presence has always resonated on that level, and desire scrambles whatever rational thoughts I’d intended to share.
My cock swells when David yanks down my zipper and pulls it out. He swallows me whole, and I get hard so fast my vision blurs.
There’s something I do need to tell them, but I’ll be damned if I can remember what it is. My senses are overwhelmed with the wolf’s hot mouth and the vampire’s cold strength. I want Trajan. I want David. I want them both.
“David promised me he’d get you ready so I can fuck your ass,” Trajan says and at the same time, David tugs on my balls. He’s got the other hand wrapped around the base of my cock and he’s bobbing and sucking with such intensity I’m not going to last.
David releases my balls and works his way to my hole, his tongue laving the head of my cock. Pleasure shimmers over my skin, raising goosebumps. I start to thrust – can’t help it, really – and my trousers slip down to the floor. David’s got a finger inside me, flexing and bending, loosening me up. Trajan grins, and his fangs show.
“Dia á sábháil,” I gasp.Oh my God.My eyes flutter closed, and when I open them again, Trajan’s standing at my side. He licks a stripe on my bared throat and David growls.
“Bend over the back of the couch, puppy.” Trajan nips my throat and murmurs, “We got him ready for you earlier.”
David’s out of his jeans and bent over, ass in the air before I can process the reason the air is cold on my dick. He reaches back with one hand and spreads his cheeks, showing me the plug. “Who’s gonna take this out of me?”
Trajan’s busy pulling off my hoodie and I toe off my shoes. “I will,” I whisper. Stepping out of my jeans, I drag the vampire toward David.
Removing the plug makes David growl again. His ass is so beautiful, round and golden, after hours spent down by the pool. I want to bury myself in him, but I move slowly, because after the way he sucked me, I’m ready to explode.
Trajan’s pulled lube out of somewhere and I gasp at the cold intrusion of his fingers. He knows my body well and knows he doesn’t need to waste time. In moments, his fingers are replaced by the blunt head of his cock ramming into me.
I groan, long and low. Pleasure and pain mingle, impossible to differentiate. David’s impatient whine cues my next move. I thrust into him slowly, every move threatening to send me over the edge. When I’m in as far as I can go, Trajan hauls me upright against his body.
“Now make him come,” he hisses, and, holding tight to David’s hips, I start to thrust.
Trajan’s cock is a lead pipe in my ass and he’s wrapped his arms around me like a vise. The only part of me that can move is my hips, and I give David all that I have. He’s working his own cock, hand moving with blinding speed, and soon he starts to buck and groan.
I’m barely hanging on when David stiffens and yells, ropes of come splatting on black leather. Then Trajan starts to move, and as the vortex begins to suck me down, he bites.
I’m gone.
My heart stops beating and the world goes white. All I know are the surges of pleasure burning a bright path from deep in David’s body to the vampire’s teeth in my throat. I pour out everything I’ve got until my knees get weak. Trajan kisses closed the wound in my throat and bends me over so I’m cradling David in my arms. The vampire grasps my hips, thrusting at an easy pace while I return to my body.
He speeds up and so does my heart. I nuzzle David’s neck, losing myself in the scent of his body wash and the product in his hair. Trajan thrusts harder and I arch my back, giving him all I can. His fingers dig into me and he moves with a speed no ordinary human could survive.
Faster than he’s ever fucked me before.
But I stay in position, holding David close and letting the vampire use my ass. He needs it, and so do I. When he reaches his peak, it’s cataclysmic, waves of pleasure that resonate through all of us. His legs give way and we slide to the floor in a heap, spent and sweaty.
