Between the Marshal & the Vampire(39)

A sound that could have been born of protest just as easily as it could have been a moan, bubbled out from around Vellum's cock. But Clay opened his mouth wider and slowly closed his lips around the vampire's shaft. Vellum sucked in his breath. He combed his fingers through Clay's hair almost tenderly.

"Now, when Mariel does this to you and me, you'll know exactly what she's feeling," he purred.

Clay groaned. He opened his eyes and looked up at the vampire, their depths dark with hunger and uncertainty. But maintaining eye contact must have been too difficult, for he immediately slanted his gaze to the side, searching for Mariel. She stepped closer.

"Clay…don't be angry with me," she began, "but seeing you do this for him…it make me ache something fierce."

He groaned again, his expression strained. He closed his eyes and began to slide back and forth on the vampire's shaft. He wasn't experienced at this. He gagged almost immediately when he tried to go too deep, making Mariel wince in sympathy.

"Easy," Vellum murmured as Clay coughed and paused with his lips just around the tip. "I don't need to be all the way inside you to find pleasure in this. Though one day…I will, and you will enjoy it."

Mariel hoped Clay heard the tenderness in the comment. Despite their competitive nature, she believed they cared for each other, though neither male would be quick to openly show it.

Trying again, Clay tentatively began using one hand to stroke the part of Vellum that he couldn't swallow. Vellum made a humming sound of approval. Mariel grew warm and anxious as she watched that pale rod of flesh begin to slide back and forth between Clay's lips. There was something wicked about the scene that thrilled her and made her body throb. She started to reach for herself but Vellum said, "No. Lift your skirts and push down your knickers."

When she did as bade, he reached between her legs with one hand.

She gasped and rose up onto her toes as he slid his longest finger inside her. When he brushed his thumb over her clit she undulated like a sheet in the wind and soft cries slipped from her lips. Vellum kissed her while he slowly pumped his finger into her and caressed her clit with his thumb. Below, Clay breathed harshly as he worked Vellum's cock. Every once in a while he emitted a soft groan that only made Mariel hotter.

Her release caught her by surprise. One moment she was burning, her clit throbbing beneath Vellum's thumb. The next, she was arching back and blindly pulling his hand firmer against her. His fingers tripped through her fluids, extending the pleasure. She bit her lip so hard she tasted blood.

Vellum immediately crushed his mouth over hers, licking up the blood. When he pulled back from her, his eyes were wild.

He turned that gaze down on Clay.

"I'm going to take you," he said roughly.

Clay choked and released the vampire's cock. He looked up at Vellum with eyes filled mostly with pupil. "What?"

"You heard me." Vellum reached down and pumped himself once, smirking as Clay followed the action almost obsessively. "This is overdue. It'll do us both a world of good." He sent Mariel a lustful look. "It'll do us all good."

Clay scooted back. "I'm not sure I—"

Vellum pounced, easily flipping Clay onto his stomach and then pulling him up to his hands and knees before the Marshal could gather his wits to fight back.

"You know exactly how much you want this," Vellum said in a low voice against his ear. He curled an arm beneath Clay and palmed him between the legs. Clay gasped and thrust back helplessly, his head hanging between his arms. "You've watched me take her again and again. Tell me you never imagined yourself in her place." Vellum's expression sharpened with hunger as he stared down at him. "Taking me."

Mariel flushed with fresh heat as Clay panted and spread his knees in the dirt while bowing his back. Seeing him in that position shocked her and aroused her. She had to thrust a hand between her damp legs and touch herself.

"I've never…" Clay sucked in his breath when Vellum yanked open his trousers and jerked them down his hips so they could puddle around his knees. "I've never," Clay whispered raggedly.

"I know." Vellum licked across the back of his neck. "It won't be a problem."

He moved up tight against Clay's ass, his pale cock pushing urgently at the seam. The act of domination seemed to make Vellum's skin glow, making Mariel wonder if this was what Clay saw and felt when she was the one beneath the vampire.

"Tell me you want this," Vellum ordered as he tugged the neck of Clay's shirt aside to bare the top of his freckle-dappled shoulder. Vellum dragged his fangs teasingly along his skin. "Tell me you want to submit to me."

"God, I—" Clay, cheeks flushed, shuddered as Vellum licked along his shoulder. "I'm not ready."

"You knew we were heading toward this," Vellum insisted, relentless in his seduction. "You've dreamed of this day, Clay. There's no more running away from it."

With his free hand he traced the seam of Clay's buttocks before dipping his fingertips between. His smile was full of fang when Clay moaned and twisted his body. Still stroking the Marshal, he whispered, "No, don't tense. Relax for me. Let me inside."

Mariel whimpered.

She couldn't see what those fingers did, but she could deduce their actions from the way Clay tensed and then let out a choked sound, his back arching. Vellum kissed him on the shoulder before gently sinking his fangs in. All at once Clay moaned and thrust back onto the vampire's fingers as though he needed nothing else in the world but to be filled by them.