“Hmm?” Skartovius hums, lost in the busy work of defiling me beyond belief. I can only imagine the sight he’s seeing as my big ass slams against his narrow hips and frame with every earth-shattering thrust.
Then he grunts, letting out a clipped sound, and I manage to look down my body long enough to see Garroway’s arms appearfrom under Skar’s, embracing his chest from behind, entirely too close for—
“You l-little impertinent wretch!” Skar groans, and his body twitches as he grows inside me.
Fuck meTrue. I realize what’s happening.The student fucks the master. While the master fucks me . . .
There’s a sudden carriage train being run in the conference room at Manor Marquin, and no one is left unfucked.
Skar can’t hold on once Garroway stuffs his hard cock inside him from behind. The vampire lord lifts a hand begrudgingly from my ass, twirls his wrist, and glances over his shoulder where Garroway’s chin is perched in perpetual pleasure. “Remember what happened last time you tried this without warning, graybird?”
A knot forms between Garro’s brows—
And his eyes bulge as his shadow from the floor writhes up between his legs, coils around his balls, and darts inside his asshole.
Garroway howls as he bucks his hips against Skar, which makes Skar growl, “In the middle of my breeding, no less—fuck!”
He pulls out suddenly and sprays ropes of hot cum across my back and ass, completely losing control in a way I’ve never seen from the ancient being.
He spins on Garroway and grabs him by the throat, slightly lifting him off the ground. I watch in bafflement as the half-blood croaks, eyes squinting, and he grabs at his neck even as his rock-hard cock sways and spits cum onto the floor from the asphyxiation.
Seems Skartovius Ashfen knows just how to take care of his bloodthrall.It comes as no surprise for someone who has owned the dhampir for decades.
Vallan’s cock enters and fills my mouth again and steals any thoughts or sight I might have on the two men. Just asSkartovius’ sweltering cum begins to dry on my backside, Vallan removes his huge dick from my maw, takes Skar’s place behind me, and flips me on the table.
I groan, let out wordless sounds of weak resistance and pleasure as I stare at the ceiling and the dark frame of Vallan Stellos looming over me. Skar’s cum smears on the tabletop as my ass flattens on the edge and Vallan takes the lord’s place.
The brute’s giant cock splits me in two. I howl as the umpteenth orgasm rocks my body and sends me into a moaning fit. My hands brace the edge of the desk to combat Vallan’s slow, measured strokes as he cups my jiggling thighs and keeps me aloft. I wrap my legs around his muscled waist, and the size and weighty speed of him makes it seem like he’s pounding into my fucking guts with how huge he is.
Eyes rolling unabashedly, I’m ready for the punishing vampire to launch his cum into my womb, and I simply don’t care if he does.
But Vallan isn’t as uncontrolled and lost as I am. He pulls out once I become a ragged, writhing mess, and empties his essence across the sweaty flesh of my belly peeking out from under my ragged tunic.
It’s only once the two elder vampires have had their fill that Garro comes slinking in between my thighs. The dhampir can’t handle being left out from my delectable, glistening hole, and he gently hugs me and wraps his arms around my neck before plunging his half-hard cock into my gaping pussy.
“I’m sorry you had to feel the full brunt of us, honey badger,” he whispers in my ear, growing inside me by the second.
“I’m . . . not . . . sorry,” I croak. My arms wrap around his neck to finish the embrace. Compared with the other two, he seems like a normal damned person inside me, and it’s a nice touch—a sweet treat to see me through the night after the heady savoriness of my elder vampire meals.
“I hope we’ve not been too rough,” he murmurs, grinding his body against mine.
I grab his taut ass, lock my limbs around him, and say, “Would you have stopped if I said you were?”
He pulls back, kisses me, and smiles. “I’m not sure we could.”
I match his wicked grin and kiss him back. Vallan and Skartovius watch from the sides, their huge cocks hanging limp between their legs, as if debating whether to stretch and use me some more.
“I know I’m not in danger,” I say breathlessly. I feel his tightness coming on, his closeness. I want to match climaxes with him—my most endearing and agreeable mate because of the cursed human side of him always getting in the way.
“With us? Never, lass. You’re never in danger with us. All we want to do is protect you . . . even if you can test our patience at times.”
His words drown away as I lose myself to the rhythm of his hard hips, my squelching fluids, and my tumbling mind.
I know he’s right. Even if I pass out on his cock, lose myself to the utter pleasure and embrace of these wicked vampires’ combined efforts to punish and defile me . . . I’ll wake with them by my side, always ready to protect me and end anyone who would see harm come my way.
Chapter 31
Lukain
