Callum crashes his mouth down onto mine, swallowing my cries as he thrusts deep, his tongue tangling with mine in a devouring kiss that leaves me gasping. His rhythm never falters, each snap of his hips slamming pleasure through me while his lips and tongue claim me just as thoroughly.
Behind him, Elias’s hands are firm and sure, one spreading me open while the other works his slick fingers into my ass.He moves slowly at first, curling and stretching until the slight pressure gives way to pleasure. His voice is low against my ear, a growl of praise and promise to fill me, but all I can do is moan into Callum’s mouth as Elias works me open with ruthless patience.
Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Dante. He’s reclined against the headboard, fist pumping steadily over his cock, groans tearing out of him every time I gasp or writhe under the others. His warm brown eyes are fixed on me, starving and reverent, and my chest tightens.
Once upon a time, Dante thought he was on the outside looking in, afraid I could never want him the same. Now he knows better. Now hethriveson watching, knowing I love them all, equally and endlessly. Now it turns him on, watching me get fucked, watching me unravel for them. His groans are as raw and hungry as the hands on me, proof that he’s just as much a part of this as the others.
Callum rips his mouth from mine with a guttural groan, sweat dripping down his temple as his thrusts turn erratic. “Briar, bite me. Now. I want to know I’ll be with you forever.”
The demand freezes me for a heartbeat, shock slicing through the haze.Bite him?For one reckless moment I’d almost forgotten. They’d asked earlier to be turned, to be mine forever, but lust had drowned the memory. Now the plea in Callum’s voice is unmistakable, desperate, and it rattles through me like thunder.
“Callum…” I gasp, my eyes widening from pleasure and the monumental moment. My fingers dig into his shoulders, nails biting into muscle. “Are you sure?”
His answering grin is all teeth and hunger. He nips at my lower lip, sharp enough to sting, then licks the blood away. “I can’t fucking wait,” he growls, his bright blue eyes wild as hedrives deeper inside me. “The thought of being with you forever has me wanting to spill into you already.”
The sight of his throat bared to me, combined with his sweet words snaps any lingering hesitancy. My fangs descend once more, the sharp ache flooding my gums, and before I can second-guess, I sink them deep and allow my venom to release.
There’s no going back now.
The rush is instant. His blood floods my mouth, hot and metallic and Callum shouts, the sound a tone of pure ecstasy, and his cock jerks inside me as though his body can’t handle all the sensations at once. His hands clutch my hips hard enough to bruise, pulling me down onto him, urging me to take more.
Then I feel Elias.
A slick pressure presses against my ass, teasing at first, then insistent. My whole body tenses, caught between the sweetness of Callum’s blood and the stretch of Elias easing his cock inside me. Inch by inch he fills me, and I force my body to relax and accept his cock until I’m completely claimed.
The combination is overwhelming. My cry vibrates against Callum’s throat, muffled by the mouthful of his blood. Elias groans low in my ear, his voice ragged. “Fuck, Briar, you’re squeezing my cock so hard.”
Callum’s hips buck, reckless now, his thrusts dragging me down into him while Elias slams deeper from behind. Every nerve-ending in my body lights up at once with two cocks driving into me, Callum’s blood on my tongue, my men groaning and moaning around me until the air itself feels charged with electricity.
Euphoria rips me open. I’m drowning in them–in the taste, the stretch, the heat. My body quakes as I clutch tighter, swallowing another gush of Callum’s blood before I pull back to stare into his eyes.
Sweat glistens on his brow, his jaw clenched as his brother groans against my ear.
“Look at you,” Elias mutters with praise lining every word. “Our perfect little vampire, stuffed full and shared between brothers. One cock in your pussy, another in your ass, drinking our blood like you were born for it.” His hips snap forward hard. “You fit so fucking perfectly around us, like your body was made to be shared.”
The words make me shudder, the filthy truth of them hitting me just as hard as his thrusts and I can’t help but tighten around them both.
I meet Dante’s eyes as his lips part in a moan, mirroring my own. I don’t look away.
“Fuck, Briar,” Callum gasps, his bright blue eyes rolling back as my pussy clenches down on him. “You love it, don’t you? Being fucked by us both until you can’t tell which of us is making you come.”
His words, Elias’s filth, Dante’s eye contact as he watches…it’s all too much. My moans break into cries, nails raking down Callum’s chest as my body quivers, caught between the relentless stretch of them inside of me and the intoxicating taste of his blood still burning on my tongue.
Callum’s thrusts turn frantic, hips slamming up into me in wild, uneven strokes. His head tips back, a strangled roar ripping out of him as his cock jerks deep inside my pussy.
“Baby, fuck, I’m coming.” he groans, voice breaking as he spills into me, his release pulsing through me.
The sensation sends sparks shooting up my spine and we spiral over the edge together.
Behind me, Elias slows, his cock still stretching me wide as Callum throbs inside me. Elias’ hand snakes up into my hair again, tugging my head back until my ear is pressed to his lips.
“Feel that?” he murmurs, voice low, filthy. “Your pussy stuffed full of my brother’s cum. Tell me what you need next, Briar. Admit you want every drop from us filling you from the inside out.”
My breath catches as I tremble, Elias’s hands caught under my legs, holding me up as Callum pulls out. His breathing is broken into ragged bursts as he leans up to capture my mouth once more. The kiss is deep and lingering, his tongue sweeping over mine. My body shivers at the intimacy, at the way his lips cling like he never wants to let go.
When he finally breaks away, I see it–the flicker in his bright blue eyes, the sudden dilation of his pupils. My heart clenches.He’s close. The shift is coming.His body already trembles faintly, power rippling beneath his skin, waiting to tear free.
Before I can whisper a word, Dante is there. He presses his mouth to mine, slower than Callum, though the hunger laced through his kiss is no less consuming. His hand slides down between us, gripping my waist as he positions himself at my entrance.
