Page 27 of The Mistress, the Monster and the Marquess

Moaning, she quivered as her legs tried to clamp together.

Benedict knew he was no match for her vampiric strength, and if she had truly wanted to close her legs she would have. He smiled to himself as he sucked her clit into his mouth.

She screamed, arching her back. Her taste was like rich honey, her cool skin reddening as she became more aroused.

“Stop, I want you now.”

Benedict moved to his knees and looked down at the two vampires, both of whom were stronger than him, both of whom he wanted more than anything else in this world. “Antony, on your back.” He pointed to the mattress and avoided Lina’s gaze. He couldn’t order her, but he needed to get this position right.

Antony moved over to him slowly, his eyebrows rising in question.

Benedict moved back off the high bed and stood, gesturing to the handsome vampire. Excitement raced through his veins and his cock throbbed in anticipation of what was to come.

“Lie on your back and lift your knees. I want your ass here.” Benedict patted the space on the mattress directly in front of his cock.

Antony looked up at him, fear and excitement warring in those dark depths.

Lina stepped in. “Do as he says, Antony. Benedict, please get some of that oil for yourself.” She pointed to an elegant glass bottle by the bed.

Benedict moved over to the table and grabbed it, poured some into his palm and then stroked himself with the lubricant. Fuck, the wet heat felt so good, and he continued to prime himself, moving his hand up and down.

Antony moved into the position Benedict had requested, his muscular thighs quivering slightly as they opened.

Benedict took a moment to admire the submissive position and the trust it displayed. His heart ached; he was so honored. He returned with the bottle and positioned himself between the male vampire’s strong legs. Applying more oil to his fingers, he gently eased them inside Antony’s ass while staring down at the beautiful vampire.

Antony hissed and arched his back, fighting the strange mixture of pleasure and pain.

Benedict remembered how it felt when Lina had done it to him. It had increased his pleasure by at least double.

Lina expertly swung her leg over Antony’s body and raised herself up over his stiff cock. “Look at me, Antony.”

He must have looked, but Benedict couldn’t see anything except Antony’s thick cock disappearing within Lina’s pussy.

She impaled herself completely, crying out in ecstasy when she was fully seated over him. “Take him, Benedict, take him now,” she instructed.

Benedict lined the head of his cock up with Antony’s tight ass and pushed in, past the tight ring of muscle that tried to force him out and pressed deeper into his mate’s body.

Antony groaned, his knees moving together in response.

Lina pushed them further apart. She leaned back, her spine pressing up against Benedict’s chest as she began to ride Antony like the seasoned professional she was.

Benedict stepped even closer and wrapped his arms around Lina while thrusting into Antony, his hot flesh engulfing him. He didn’t want to wait, and he couldn’t take it slowly. Something was riding him hard, a need to claim, and a want to give pleasure. Being with these people was the most intense, fulfilling moment of his life.

“You are both mine.” Benedict growled the words and thrust harder into Antony’s tight body. He would never last inside Antony, he felt too good. He needed to tell his lover. “Antony, I love how you feel. I’m going to come so soon.” Benedict snapped his hips faster, enjoying his mate’s moans of pleasure as he thrust deeper. “You are so tight and hot. Tell me that you feel me.”

Antony grunted, his body bowing up and his legs beginning to shake. “Your cock feels so good, Benedict. Please don’t stop,” he begged.

Relieved and almost out of his mind with pleasure, Benedict put his hands around Antony’s hips and moved harder, faster, and deeper. He pummeled Antony with everything he had.

Lina began to tremble and screamed as she hit her peak. “Benedict...”

He lifted a wrist to her mouth and groaned as she bit into him. Pain skewered through his mounting pleasure.

Antony thrust up into Lina, his ass squeezing tight around Benedict’s hungry cock as his vampiric seed pumped inside her.

Benedict leaned forward, holding his hand as far as he could reach out to his male.

Antony’s sharp teeth bit into the flesh just below his thumb, spilling his blood.

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