“Loosen yourself,” he orders in a voice that rumbles through my body.
I nod, incoherent from the blast of pleasure that steals me. My hands come up in fists—
Cold palms fall on my knuckles to relax me. I glance the opposite direction. Garroway’s standing there, holding my arms stretched in front of me with a smile on his face. “There, there, little honey badger. You let us take care of everything.”
Gulping past a dry throat, I nod stupidly, feeling my brain get dim and foggy, drifting away.
Skartovius stands once he’s done wetting my pussy, and quickly discards his pants. I hear the flesh-on-flesh sound of him stroking himself, and then his huge meaty cock slaps down and I groan as it lands between my ass crack. He guides himself, kissing the entrance of my greedy hole with his broad crown, and he murmurs, “Prepare yourself, love. I won’t go easy on you.”
“The last thing I want is an easy punishment, bastard,” I whisper. “How will I learn anything that way?”
He chuckles. “Brat.”
His cock rams inside me before I can answer, and my mouth opens on a silent moan. The sound of his hard hips clapping against my ass brings an orgasm thrumming through my veins, and I twitch as he seats deep inside me.
He pulls back and thrusts again, deeper this time, filling me absolutely and stretching my pussy until I’m seeing stars behind my lids when I screw them shut.
My body jiggles, swaying forward on the table from the forcefulness of his bucking hips. “You f-f-fucking—”
“Fucking what, love?”
My words spew out as another climax rides close to the surface. “You impossible-big-cocked-infuriating asshole!”
He laughs, hands falling on my wide hips then sliding inward to clasp my narrower waist. He bounces my ass on his hard sheet of abdominals while his cock drills inside me over and over, so hard that I’m being pushed forward onto the table.
I slide on my belly, off my feet, and let out a yip like a bitch in heat. The shadows of my own damn legs on the ground stream up from the floor and wrap around my ankles to keep me spread, solidifying as his power takes hold. Another shadow coils between my legs and nuzzles against my engorged clit, building friction from the touch of the shadow and the side of the table I’m grinding into.
Garroway’s hands shoot off my knuckles when I’m catapulted into a planked position across the table.
I glower at him with a depraved smirk. “Wouldn’t you be better suited on your knees where you belong, cub, eating your master’s ass and licking his balls as he ruins me?” I can’t stop the filthiness from pouring out of me now. Not when the sounds of our combined heat and the smells of our sex are starting to cloud the room.
When Garroway’s eyes widen at my dark suggestion, my next question becomes,Where is Vallan?
I don’t need to wonder for long.
My head twists the other way on the table, my cheek squishing on the wood. Eyes widening, I take in the massive girth of Vallan Stellos just a few inches above my face. The giantvampire strokes himself with both hands, standing just off the side of the table, and frowns down at me. “This hole looks open, and is doing entirely too much talking.”
“Then you’d better shut it up, you big brute.”
My smile is what sets him off. It’s desirous, unhinged, and everything Vallan wants in his prey.
The problem is his cock is too fucking big. It practically unhinges my jaw when the bulbous ridge presses against my lips and forces my mouth open. All the while, Skartovius rails into me from behind, and there are entirelytoo manylimbs touching me—only two of which are real. Shadows around my legs artificially keep me spread so Skar can squeeze between my wobbling thighs; Skar’s hands roam over my ass and hips while he slams into me; another shadow caresses my clit and makes me hear colors and see sounds.
I can tell Garroway is on his knees now, behind Skar, by the trajectory of his loud slurping as he feasts on his master’s asshole and licks those heavy balls that are swinging into me with every vicious thrust. Garro derives as much satisfaction treating others as he does pleasuring himself, and it makes me giddy to hear the light groans coming from the always-too-composed Skartovius while his bloodthrall makes him weak at the knees.
All thoughts are fucked out of my head when Vallan finally manages to get that giant cockhead of his past my waiting, widened lips. My eyes roll back, and I’m suddenly staring up at the rafters I felt like blowing through in frustration just a few minutes ago.
Thick inches of cock throb over my tongue and stuff my gullet, pressing to the back of my throat. Breathing becomes impossible, but in this state I don’t need to breathe.
A strange thought comes to me as I’m filled at both ends: This is the first time I’ve had all three of my mates at once. Isuppose I thought it would be, I don’t know . . . Tender? Special? Something soft, where we’re wrapped around each other on an elegant bed, not knowing where one person’s limbs end and another’s begins?
Instead, I’m treated to this raucous, violent affair, with my ass rippling and body undulating from the backshots of the infuriating vampire lord, my entire throat and airways clogged by his “brother,” and the young half-blood thrall of the bunch adding flair to the entire wild operation. After all, Garroway’s tongue against his master’s asshole makes Skar throb and pulsate inside me, drawing even more pleasure creeping up my spine.
I can’t handle it for long, and neither can they. Within ten minutes of drilling relentlessly into my cunt from behind, Skar complains in a way that no man ever means as an actual complaint: “You’re too fucking tight,” he grunts out.
I can’t speak or think. Vallan is holding down my head against the table while his cock slides back and forth along the surface, deep into my widened throat. I’m a toy for his pleasure at this point, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.Thisis punishment in its purest, best form. His hand gently wraps around my neck and I can feel the protrusion of his cock outlined there—the bloating of my flesh as he works to pump his cum deep into my belly.
Garroway stands and groans, “I’m sorry, Master, but I can’t help it this time.”
