All three kissed and nibbled on me, hands all over my body, reaching, touching every part of me. And I gave myself to them, needing them endlessly. My body felt heavy with arousal yet light enough that I could be floating. I couldn’t explain it, but the desire intensified.
“Fuck,” I yelled out.
“That’s nothing compared to what you’re about to feel,” Corran stated, his breath on my flesh burning me up, his mouth dragging lower over my bikini line, driving me insane with his teasing.
Lust and buzzing seared through my veins, and I was so close to coming.
Corran’s mouth slid over me, taking me, his tongue sinking into me, his nose pressed to my clit.
I screamed as the orgasm tore over me.
Sharp fangs pierced my neck.
My breasts.
The inside of my thigh.
I convulsed, seizing Thane’s shoulder with one hand, Derrial’s hair fisted in another and my thighs clenched around Corran’s head. My body rocked with lust, liquid hot fire, and I was so wet, dripping. All three men drank from me in that exquisite moment of lust.
The sensation stretched out, the men drinking my blood, taking and taking while I burned with a desire I’d never experienced before.
Thane released his hold first, blood dripping from his lush lips, and he bit down onto his wrist before pressing it to my mouth.
“Drink, my kitten.”
I clasped his arm, taking his life force. The metallic taste smeared my lips and tongue, sliding out the corners of my mouth, and I gulped the coppery blood down….it tasted so sweet.
Corran’s head moved from my thigh, and his face was suddenly buried against my pussy again, licking and tasting me feverishly.
I moaned and sucked on Thane’s blood while the men devoured me. Thane plucked his hand from me, and I lurched after him, needing more, licking my lips with hunger, but it was Derrial who drew me to him next, giving me his forearm, the gash bubbling with fresh blood.
I ran a tongue over the cut and latched my mouth to him, starved for the taste that was now a part of me.
Already, my body responded, awakened, stronger and I craved so much more.
“That’s enough,” Derrial ordered, also taking his arm from me, and I winced.
The men pulled back from me, sitting on their heels, their mouths and chins and chests coated in blood, their horns vibrating, and I’d never seen anyone this sexy in my life. I wanted us smothered in our bloods, rolling in it, fucking in it.
“On your knees,” Derrial ordered. “And turn to face Corran.”
My aroused induced brain kicked in and I rolled over onto my stomach before sticking my ass into the air and pushing myself to hands and knees. Like a prowling cat, I turned around in slow motion on hands and knees, blood dripping from my wounds, the men staring at me like predators about to strike.
Derrial’s large hands grabbed my hips and hauled me against him so hard and fast, I cried out.
Thane lay on his back and shuffled in underneath me, taking a breast into his mouth, his sharp teeth marking me, bleeding me, while Corran walked on his knees closer. With a sharp fingernail, he sliced himself just above his groin. I pressed my lips to him, licking and tasting him, taking him into me.
The tip of Derrial’s cock pressed against my entrance, and he nudged my thighs wider with a hand. Then he pushed into me without ceremony, inch by inch he pressed deeper, slowly and gently, making room for himself inside me. He was so big. And he kept pushing, filling me further even when I was full.
With a slap to my ass, he pulled out and thrust back in, harder, faster.
Then he fucked me hard. Rode me, never letting up. Burst of arousal engulfed me, and I wanted more and more and more. I gasped for air, sweat and blood coated me, and I drank from my lovers.
All the while, Derrial dominated me, and wanted me to know it. Wanted me to remember my place.
And there was no doubt in my mind who I belonged to.
To three intoxicating Vepars.
Three men who owned me, body, soul, and mind.