Page 154 of Claim of Blood
Lander stood in the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted against the hall light. “Leo, I’ve come to help you dress for—” Lander’s voice cut off abruptly as he took in the scene.
“Don’t move,” Adam whispered in Leo’s ear as he slowly withdrew, his softening cock slipping free. “Don’t let a single drop fall out.”
Leo tilted his hips desperately, clenching his muscles around the wetness he could feel threatening to escape. The position was awkward, humiliating, making him burn with equal parts shame and arousal at being so thoroughly used and displayed.
“Come in,” Adam ordered, his voice carrying absolute authority. “Close the door.”
Leo couldn’t see what happened, his face still pressed to the sheets, but he heard Adam’s low murmur, words too quiet to make out. Then the sharp crack of a slap echoed through the room, followed by Lander’s sharp intake of breath.
There was a brief scuffle, then the sound of a body hitting the mattress beside him. Strong hands pulled Leo fully onto the bed, finally stripping away his shirt and leaving him completely naked and trembling.
“Fuck him,” Adam ordered from somewhere above them, his voice thick with satisfaction. “I want your cum alongside mine. Fill him up properly.”
Leo moaned at the crude words, need crushing any remaining shame. “Please,” he begged, looking up at Lander’s flushed face, seeing his own desperation reflected there. “Please fuck me. I need it.”
Leo gasped as Lander pushed inside, the angle different, his cock brushing against that sensitive spot inside him that made stars explode behind his eyelids. Each thrust hit perfectly, making him writhe and arch beneath the younger vampire.
“That’s it,” Adam encouraged from beside the bed, his voice dark with approval. “Make him feel every inch. Use him.”
Lander’s hands gripped Leo’s hips as he established a steady rhythm, gentler than Adam’s brutal pace, but no less thorough. Everything felt distant to Leo, pleasure washing over him in endless waves as he drifted deeper, lost in the sensation.
Adam climbed onto the mattress, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself over them, grabbing a fistful of Lander’s hair and guiding his length to the younger vampire’s mouth.
Leo watched through the pleasure-drunk haze as Adam thrust deeply, fucking Lander’s throat with the same demanding intensity he’d used on Leo’s body. Lander’s throat worked around Adam’s cock while he continued moving inside Leo, the dual stimulation making him moan around Adam’s length.
After a moment, Adam pulled out with a wet sound, delivering a sharp slap to Lander’s cheek that echoed through the room.
Leo felt Lander’s cock twitch and swell inside him at the impact, felt how the younger vampire’s rhythm faltered, then intensified, clearly aroused by Adam’s rough treatment.
“He likes that,” Adam said with dark satisfaction, his eyes gleaming. “Keep fucking Leo. Don’t stop until I tell you.”
Lander obeyed, his pace increasing as Adam stood back, slowly stroking his hard cock while he watched them with predatory satisfaction.
“Adam, please,” Leo begged, his voice breaking with desperation. “Please let me come. I can’t—I need—”
This time, Adam nodded, his smile sharp and possessive. “Now you can come. Both of you. Let me see how good it feels.”
The permission burst something inside Leo. He arched off the bed, crying out as his orgasm tore through him with devastating force. He felt Lander pulse and swell inside him, adding his release to the wetness already there, claiming him just as thoroughly as Adam had.
Before Lander could recover, Adam was there again, gripping his hair with bruising force and pushing back into his mouth. Leo watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Adam used Lander’s throat with renewed hunger, as Lander’s softening cock slipped from his body with a wet sound that made him shiver.
“Swallow it all,” Adam commanded, his voice rough as he thrust. “Every drop.”
When Adam finally came with a harsh groan, he held Lander’s head, forcing him to take everything down. Lander’s eyes watered, but he obeyed, his throat working to swallow Adam’s release.
“Mine,” Adam said with satisfied possession, finally releasing Lander and gathering them both against him on the bed. “Both of you. My perfect boys.”
Leo drifted in the afterglow, completely wrung out and floating in that space between consciousness and sleep. He was anchored only by their warm bodies on either side of him, Adam’s arm heavy across his waist, Lander’s steady breathing against his shoulder. The ring on his finger had finally cooled, though it still pulsed with a faint warmth that seemed to echo his contentment.
Slowly, the world came back into focus. He shifted experimentally, immediately grimacing at the sticky mess between his legs—cum slowly leaking from his well-used body, mixing with the remnants of their earlier encounter.
“I need another shower before dinner,” he mumbled, already thinking about hot water washing away the evidence of their activities.
“No,” Adam said flatly, his arm tightening possessively around Leo’s waist. “You’ll go to dinner exactly as you are.”
Leo’s eyes flew wide, his post-orgasmic haze clearing instantly. He looked to Lander for support, but the younger vampire onlyoffered a small, knowing smile before carefully standing on unsteady legs.
“You can’t be serious,” Leo protested, heat flooding his cheeks as he imagined walking into dinner reeking of sex and cum.
