Dante’s up and striding over to the bed in a shot. He’s wearing underwear but is otherwise still naked, his broad chest on display.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks Zeph.
It’s only from Z’s slight tightening of his fingers around my ankle that I can tell he’s not one hundred percent easy breezy like he’s making out. He takes a breath and then nods.
“I’ll let you know if I’m not.”
Dante nods and then turns his attention to me. “And is this all right with you, angel?”
I nod, unable to form words. I might be about to lose my mind with pleasure, but I don’t miss how big a deal this moment is.
The level of trust Z is displaying is blowing my mind. No matter how we position ourselves, his cock is going to be inches from Dante’s mouth—and his vampiric fangs.
Zeph rearranges me until Dante’s the one lying flat on the bed and I’m straddling his face. He tugs me down until I’m fully seated and lets out a guttural groan as he starts to eat me out just as Zeph recommences fucking me.
Pleasure floods through my veins and my pussy clenches around Zeph’s cock and he curses again.
“Holy shit, your pussy is soaked. Tight and wet and taking my cock so deep.”
Z fucks me hard, pistoning his hips, and then he gives my nipples a little tweak, sending another spark of sensation straight to my clit just as Dante sucks the little bud into his mouth.
And that’s when I lose it.
Pure sensation goes through me like fireworks beneath the surface of my skin, warmth filling me as Zeph jerks and groans as he comes inside me as my pussy pulses around him, milking his fat cock. I black out for a second, stars forming just beneath my eyelids as I flop back onto the bed—just like Z promised.
“Holy shit, that was intense.”
Zeph leans down and kisses me, not seeming to care that I just had Dante’s vampire blood in my mouth. He cups my cheek and leans his forehead against mine for a moment before pulling away.
“All right?” Dante asks him.
“All good, man,” Zeph rolls over, pulling me against his chest as Roscoe snuggles against my back.
Dante stares at us for a moment and for a second, I think he’s going to join us. He then disappears from the room, the door closing quietly behind him. My chest constricts slightly as disappointment surges through me.
But with Zeph’s thick arm wrapped around me from the front and Roscoe pressing soft kisses to the back of my neck, I let out a contented sigh.
There’s the sound of the door opening and I can’t bring myself to lift my head. Warmth presses between my legs and I grumble.
“Wh-what?”
“Relax, angel. I’m just cleaning you up,” Dante says softly.
He cleans me up for a moment until Z grumbles. “Don’t do it too well, man. I want to know that there’s still some of my cum inside of her.”
I shake my head. “My birth control potion is still active, dummy.”
Zeph grunts, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Doesn’t matter. Don’t care.”
To my surprise, Dante then joins us on the bed, lying on the other side of Ro, who then rearranges himself, moving down the bed so his head is resting on my stomach so Dante can cuddle up to me on the other side.
I let out another soul-deep sigh of contentment, feeling like I’m exactly where I need to be.
