The mental stimulation was as arousing as the physical, she found. The idea of pleasuring Jane while Drake pleasured her was enough to have Shana racing toward another powerful orgasm. She quickened her own stroking, pushing her finger a bit deeper into Jane’s cunt.
“Oh, yes,” Jane muttered. “Fuck me. Fuck me good.” One of her hands moved to the back of Shana’s head and her fingers tangled in the long strands as she held Shana to her and pressed herself more firmly against Shana’s mouth.
Beside her, Drake’s hand on her breast also moved. It slid over her belly to the apex of her legs, his fingers massaging her clit as his other hand shifted and two strong fingers plunged into her pussy.
She let out a sharp cry against Jane’s lips as the fiery sensations ignited inside her. Drake pushed her right to the edge and she worked another finger into Jane’s pussy to mimic what Drake did to her.
Jane’s soft moans grew louder. Her body trembled and her fingers tightened around strands of Shana’s hair. Shana gave her all she had while Drake sent her barreling toward her own release. The intensity of sensation mounted quickly, seemingly matching Jane’s excitement. She worked Jane a bit more forcefully until Jane’s breathing was ragged.
“Oh, that’s good,” she murmured. “I’m going to come. Keep doing that,” she said. “I’m so, so close.”
So was Shana. She suckled Jane’s clit and her hips bucked and her inner muscles clenched and released Shana’s fingers as she climaxed.
“Oh, yes!” she cried out.
A heartbeat later, Shana’s own release hit her hard.
“Drake!” she said. “Oh God!” She squeezed his fingers and rode the wave of ecstasy as it washed over her.
She’d barely caught her breath before Drake’s hands moved to her waist and he hoisted her up and forward until she was on the sofa, awkwardly straddling Jane’s la
p. He swiftly whisked away the dress that had slid further down to dangle around her ankles. Freed of the material, she widened her stance, her knees sinking into the plush cushions on either side of Jane. She braced herself with one hand on the top of the sofa and the other on a pillow piled in the corner behind Jane.
“You’re not going to crush me,” Jane said as her hands cupped Shana’s breasts and her tongue brushed a nipple, pebbling it tight. “Vampire, remember?”
Shana had almost forgotten. She was now used to Jane’s cool skin and Drake’s aggressive touch.
He remained kneeling on the floor, but positioned himself behind her. She watched him over her shoulder as he leaned toward her and licked her swollen folds, making her body jolt. He spread her flesh with his fingers and stroked her opening with his tongue, the tip of which delved inside her.
“Oh that’s unbelievable,” she whispered.
Drake stroked her with his tongue while Jane suckled first one nipple and then the other. Shana’s back arched, thrusting her ass further in the air and pushing her breasts forward, giving both her partners better access to the intimate parts of her they tended to.
She’d just about resolved herself to believing there was nothing more erotic than Jane caressing her breasts and Drake assertively eating her pussy when Jane shifted beneath her. Releasing Shana’s breasts, Jane shimmied down the cushion a bit until her head was between Shana’s parted legs. Drake widened his kneeling stance to accommodate Jane. He spread Shana’s cheeks wide and licked her pussy from behind as Jane’s tongue flicked her clit, then gently sucked it.
“Good Lord!” The words flew from her mouth as a volcano seemed to erupt deep inside her. “Holy Christ!”
Nothing else registered in her mind. Not the vulnerability the position she was in posed. Not the tact and decorum she’d always practiced. And certainly not the fact that it was two vampires feasting upon her body.
All Shana felt was the most intense, entrancing and mind-blowing pleasure Drake and Jane brought her.
Her fingers tightened around the sofa back and the pillow and her eyes squeezed shut as she gave herself over completely to the sensations coursing through every inch of her. Her nerve endings were sensitive and prickly. Her heart thundered and her pulse raced. Breathy little moans fell from her parted lips and her nipples puckered even tighter.
Jane gripped her waist, holding her steady as Drake massaged her cheeks. The contrast of Jane’s butterfly-wing motion against Shana’s clit and Drake’s strong tongue around her opening, occasionally dipping inside, made her positively insane with desire.
As she watched her two lovers over her shoulder, a shiver of delirium chased through her. Exhilaration mixed with her overwhelming excitement. A strange combination of wanting so much more, but never wanting them to stop what they were doing swirled together to make her restless, yet oh so hot and bothered.
The desire for more won out. When Drake lifted his head, as though sensing her gaze on him, their eyes locked. His dark irises glowed seductively, as though he enjoyed making her come and wanted to do it over and over again.
The thought made her shiver.
She said, “I want to feel you inside me. Please,” she begged. “I want it more than anything. I need it. I need you to fuck me.”
His jaw clenched for a moment. Jane stopped what she was doing and shifted on the sofa, returning to the corner, resting her back against the pillow with Shana straddling her lap again.
“Hold onto me,” the other woman said.
Shana had no delusions about how monumentally Drake would rock her world. She wasn’t entirely certain she could take everything this vampire had to give, but desperately wanted to feel him thrusting deep into her pussy, filling and stretching her in a way she’d never before experienced.