Elias answered by leaning forward and capturing my mouth. His tongue pushed past my lips and met my own. I didn’t fight him as he lowered me onto the bed, his hands tangled in my hair. The bed shifted and Anthony straddled my waist. I sucked in my stomach in surprise as the stubble on his chin whispered across my chest. I moaned into Elias’s mouth.
He responded to my moan by biting my lip, sending a jolt straight down that made me buck into Anthony. “Oh, God.” I panted. “I can’t wait. Please, one of you touch me.”
Anthony growled, actually growled, as he moved back and ripped my panties off. I was self-conscious and felt his eyes on my too-stubbly F.U.P.A. With a nonexistent sex life, I frequently ignored trimming. I was just relieved I’d shaved my legs within the last week.
Elias peppered open mouthed kisses down my neck. My knees clenched together as Anthony trailed his fingers over the skin of my upper thighs. I watched them teasing my body and moaned in frustration.
“Please.”
“Please? What do you want, beautiful one?” Anthony’s fingers tantalized my inner thighs.
“Please make me scream. Please, get inside me,” I begged, in no mood for excessive foreplay.
Elias put his lips on my neck. Anthony’s fingers inched closer to where I needed him.
“My God, you’re so wet. Do you want us so much?” Anthony asked softly.
“Yes! Yes, please,” I replied. My body craved release.
Anthony lowered his head, and I screamed out his name.
“Say my name again.” Anthony’s voice was low, husky.
“Anthony! Elias, Anthony. God this is divine.” Anthony moved his legs, so he rested beside me instead of straddling me.
My breath came out in loud pants, and I shuddered with their attention.
My orgasm built rapidly. I’d never been at the mercy of two men at once, which added to my desire. Elias leaned up, his fingers still dancing over me. When he bit me, I came unglued. Pleasure coursed through my tense, arched body as they continued their work to make sure I got the most out of my orgasm. I collapsed, limp, once it ran its course.
“Are you on birth control?” asked Elias.
“Yes, actually. I have a ring in. It makes my periods—”
“Hush, Riles. I was just making sure,” he muttered. “We didn’t bring any condoms.”
They stepped off the bed simultaneously and stripped. It was like watching an erotic stage show. They teased me, knowing I was dying to see what lay under the wrapping.
Elias sprung free first, and my eyes widened.He's either going to be the best I've ever felt, or it's gonna freaking hurt.
He was impressive, which made me wonder if he’d fit. I shifted my gaze to Anthony and wasn't disappointed. My body quivered in anticipation. Michael was a particularly well-endowed man, but five years was a long time to be lonely, and the eye-candy in front of me made me squirm.
“I’m not sure if I’m comfortable yet with taking you at the same time…” I intentionally worded the sentence that way, leaving it open to the possibility of us sharing a bed in the future. I already knew I’d want to repeat this experience.
“You're mine first, Riley Effler. I’ve wanted you since I laid eyes on you.” Elias climbed on the bed and knelt before me. "Elias, I need you," I said. He leaned down and caressed my lips as he pushed into me. I moaned into his mouth. Anthony slid into the bed beside me and put his hand on my ribs. His mouth explored my shoulder as Elias grunted with the effort of sliding into me without losing control.
I arched my back, unable to keep still. Anthony whispered into my ear, “Riley, let me bite you. I promise it'll increase your pleasure.”
“Yes, Anthony, yes. A million times, yes,” I moaned. I resolved to sort out what sort of person wants a vampire to bite them later.
Anthony shifted his position so that the length of his body pressed against my side, and Elias continued his slow movements. Elias watched Anthony; pupils dilated. As Anthony sank his fangs into my neck, Elias thrust fully into me.
I screamed, the simultaneous pleasure of being filled to the brim and the chemical pleasure from the fangs in my neck gave me the best orgasm of my life. I reached out and took Anthony in my hand and stroked him to the beat of Elias's thrusts.
I never knew sex could be that phenomenal. Michael never failed to give me at least one orgasm, but he thought he needed to be gentle with me. This was raw and primal and sweltering. Each time Elias's pelvis met mine, an ongoing orgasm jolted me.
Anthony didn't keep his teeth in my neck long. Soon, he licked me. "I'm healing the bite mark, beautiful. Enjoy the high." He trailed kisses down and swirled his tongue along the path. Elias finally slipped inside me again, while Anthony stole kisses and touches.
I moaned out, “Anthony.” causing him to tighten his fingers in my hair, which sent a jolt of lightning down my body. I exploded again. When he realized pulling my hair caused me to react, Anthony tightened his grip even more.
