Only Vampires Cry Blood (Alexa O'Brien, Huntress #3)(25)

My eyes were on Shaz as Arys licked a warm, moist path down my abdomen to the trim narrow patch of dark hair. From there he bit at my inner thighs, and I trembled. Shaz was gloriously nude when he approached the bed. I reached for him, and he stretched out alongside me.

I ran my hands over his hard chest, reveling in the feel of him pressed close. He nuzzled me, pressing his face to my neck. I flinched when Arys bit my thigh. His tongue soothed the sting of pain. Shaz' hands were all over me as he nipped my neck. I got the feeling that he wanted to taste my blood, which wasn't the usual for him. Likely, Arys'

bloodlust was swaying his desires.

Bringing his face to mine, Shaz plunged his tongue into my mouth at the same moment that Arys tasted me. My body jerked, and I clung to Shaz with desperation. I sucked on his tongue, fighting the urge to bite it. Arys delved deep inside me, licking me slowly from top to bottom and back up again. I cried out when he sucked at my clit.

Shaz stroked my hair with one hand and gently rubbed my ni**les with the other.

My brain was on overload at the flurry of sensations. Their hands and mouths sought to consume me, and I wanted them to. I writhed beneath their dedicated attentions, and Arys held my hips to limit my movement. He attacked my sensitive nub until I was ending each cry with a small howl or snarl.

I trailed a hand down Shaz' body until I felt his hard shaft. It lay against him, reaching his bellybutton. Encircling it with my hand, I began to stroke him in a slow, steady rhythm. He sucked in his breath and threw his head back. I loved the effect that I had on him.

His soft caresses over my upper body sent shivers down my spine. Paired with Arys'

hungry attention, I lost my grip on self-control. The power that Arys and I commanded built into a raging storm. Adding Shaz' raw wolf energy was like throwing fresh meat to a starving lion. The power drew it in so that we all fed on one another, taking as much as we were giving.

The metaphysical pleasure was as intense as any joy, transcending the physical until it was nothing less than a spiritual experience. Their supernatural power rolled over and around me, each so very different. The high was like no other, and when Arys'

magnificent tongue pushed me over the edge, my climax was mind shattering.

For a long moment after, I could barely remember my own name. The glow enveloped me like a fuzzy blanket, and I blissfully sank into it. I barely noticed when Arys disappeared from his place between my legs until he filled the space beside me, opposite Shaz. He'd abandoned the last of his clothing.

His bloodlust was explosive. I could feel it, ready to consume. With his hand on my hip, he rolled me so that I lay on my siding facing Shaz. My back was to Arys who aligned his body so that it fit perfectly against mine. The impressive erection that he pressed to the curve of my behind brought a smile to my face.

Shaz lay on his side facing me, a look of pure carnal need in his eyes. He made no attempt to move slowly. Grabbing my leg, he drew it over his body so that he could press himself to my wet entrance. From behind me, Arys swept my hair back to bare my neck.

His lips fastened to my vein, and I knew what he wanted. It made me weak with need.

All I could feel on either side of my naked body was their perfect flesh. Quivering and ready, I was overcome by the sensation of being between them. With a hand on my waist, Shaz entered me with one slow, deep stroke. The sound I made was all animal. I loved that feeling of being filled by him. When he slowly withdrew just to thrust deep again, I clung to him with fingers that had at some point become razor sharp claws.

A small growl in my ear from Arys was the only warning I received. His fangs sank into my neck without haste. Rather than the quick plunge of fangs I was accustomed to with him, he eased them into my pumping vein. It was deliciously painful. I whimpered as my blood spilled into his mouth. His tongue swept the punctures, encouraging the crimson flow. My two lovers feasted upon me, and I was in heaven.

I reached a shaky hand back to touch Arys, finding his silky head of hair. He took my blood and energy into him, and I received just as much in turn from each of them.

Their pleasure was almost tangible as they had their way with me.

Instinct guided me as I met each of Shaz' thrusts. We could do this dance forever, and it would always be new and exciting. My body couldn't get enough of him, but even greater was the taste of his heady werewolf power as I drew it into me. The buzz of white noise rang inside my head as we all fed on one another.

It quickly became almost too much to bear. Shaz moaned, moving harder inside me as he filled me with hot seed. My body naturally reacted to his, muscles clenching to hold him tight. Even Arys made a small noise of pleasure as he sucked at my wounded throat.

The wave of orgasmic rapture that crashed over us left me breathless and trembling.

Shaz withdrew from me, and I instantly felt empty. He kissed me so tenderly that it didn't match the urgency of the empowered environment. The emotion that filled me grew to capacity and happy tears pricked at the back of my eyes. I blinked them away and savored the powerful moment.

Before I could even begin to gather myself, Arys released his hold on my bitten neck. Several drops of blood pumped from the punctures to course down the front of my body. He placed a smattering of small kisses on the arm that I'd curled around his neck so that I could touch his hair. I was entirely caught off guard when his erection found my opening from behind.

Arys pushed into me with a force that shoved me into Shaz. I gasped in both shock and pleasure. An arm across me, Arys held me to him as he pumped into my slick canal. I was driven by arousal, but I was suddenly afraid to meet Shaz' eyes with Arys inside me.