I wanted to look down and see Drake on his knees, eating my pussy, but Lincoln’s grip held me in place.
“Trust us, Princess,” he murmured against my lips. “Not everything needs to be logical and thought out. Just enjoy.”
His kiss became more urgent, and his hands more exploratory. The time for talk was over. My back arched as his fingers tenderly caressed my nipples, grazing them with a feather-light touch before firmly tugging and rolling them in a slow rhythm.
Drake’s tongue lavished my clit until my hips bucked him off from the intensity of his attention. A deep growl came from below me before his hands gripped my hips hard, holding me in place as he began to devour me once more. His tongue brought me to pleasure’s edge over and over again as I felt my body trembling in anticipation. I was so close already.
Lincoln’s hands left my nipples and traveled up to tilt my head to the side, leaving my neck exposed. Soft kisses were brushed against my neck and across the top of my shoulder before I felt his fangs lightly graze against my skin, scraping and teasing. I gulped in anticipation, expecting the sharp sting of his bite, but he held back.
While I loved his gentle affection, my body yearned to feel the pleasure of his bite. My eyes widened, and a gasp escaped me as two fingers plunged into me. Drake's expert touch stretched me as he curled them up and effortlessly found the sweetest spot deep inside me, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body.
The intensity of the sensation hit me like a wave, and I longed for Lincoln to bite me, to take me to the next level of ecstasy.
“What do you want, Princess?” Lincoln's question sent shivers up my spine as his outstretched tongue brushed against my skin. I could feel my pulse quicken beneath his mouth, now tracing small circles around the quivering vein on the side of my neck. “Tell us and we’ll do it.”
The words were ripped from me before I could even think them through. “I want to be bitten.”
A second later, his fangs were buried in my neck, a deep growl accompanying the motion. The brief sting of pain was quickly replaced with decadent bliss as I felt his tongue lapping at the blood pouring from the wounds and into his mouth.
Pleasure overwhelmed me when I felt Drake's fangs sink into the sensitive skin of my inner thigh just beneath my pussy. His fingers worked me, expertly coaxing me until I trembled. Lincoln's fingers simultaneously teased my nipples, each touch a reminder of the orgasm I'd been denied earlier by him.
I could feel an orgasm rising within me, and my eyes sought out Andrei, finding him naked on the other side of the glass. He stroked his cock, eyes burning a bright crimson as he watched with rapt attention. As our gazes clashed, my orgasm crested over me in an explosion of exquisite pleasure that sang through my veins. My body shuddered around Drake's skilled fingers as I rode out my release, the intensity lingering in the air between us.
Before I knew it, their fangs were gone, and I was scooped into Lincoln’s arms. I sank down onto his cock as my legs wrapped around his waist.
Fuck yes.
My mind was a haze of pleasure as he began to fuck me, rutting into me like a deranged man with a tight grip on my ass. My fingers dug into his skin as I held onto his shoulders for dear life. My breasts were smashed between us, and the light dusting of hair on his chest scratched against my nipples deliciously as I bounced up and down on his cock.
I’m going to fill your pussy with my cum, Princess.
I had absolutely no objections. There was something so incredibly hot about being marked by them like that, no matter how primal it was.
I felt the heat of Drake’s body at my back as Lincoln roared out his release, pulsing his hips into me a few times before stilling. His eyes were hooded as he pressed a quick kiss to my lips before lowering my feet to the ground.
Taking a step back, he sat down on the marble seat before curling a finger at me. “Come here, Princess. Bend over and put your hands against the wall on either side of my head.”
Glancing at Drake over my shoulder as I followed Lincoln’s instructions, I found his eyes glued to my ass as I pushed back against him.
Do you trust me, Comoara?
That was a very loaded question—one I didn’t take lightly—so I took a moment to think it over before answering.
I do. Don’t make me regret that.
Never.
I felt Lincoln’s cum leaking out of me, but Drake was quick to use his fingers to prevent it from falling down my leg, instead scooping it up and shoving it back inside of me with a growl. “Can’t let any of that go to waste.”
I gasped at his words. Feeling him pushing another man’s cum back into me was way hotter than it should have been.
“It is vital,” Lincoln practically purred, pulling my gaze back around to him.
Vital for what?
You’ll find out in a moment, Princess.
Our breaths mingled with how close our faces were, and I couldn’t help but lean forward the final inch to nip at his lips playfully. “Tell me,” I whispered.
