Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Lazy satisfaction rolls off him as he lets go of my hair and his cock comes out of my mouth. “So sweet, Bronwyn. That was so sweet.”
I don’t have more than a second to enjoy the feeling of power before Shim is on me. He pulls me up and brings me to the bed with him. “No more waiting, wife.”
No. I don’t want to wait one second longer.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Shim
I’m going to explode if I don’t get inside her. Watching her suck my brother off while her hand played along my cock was agony. She was so beautiful on her knees in front of Lachlan. I’m not as dominant as Lach, but I love the sight of her submitting. She will be beautiful in bondage, her arms and legs tied down and spread wide for us. She’ll be at our mercy, forced to take what we give her, pleasure and erotic pain. We will spank her with our hands and crops and canes and then pleasure her wet pussy with tongues and fingers and cocks.
I want weeks, months, years of nothing but bonding time, nothing to think about but where I’ll put my cock into my wife’s soft body. I can lose myself in the sex.
But I might only have one night. Her stubbornness still brims at the surface no matter how submissive she seems. She’ll fight going back to our home plane. I could lose her.
I take her ankles in my hands and spread her legs wide. Moonlight caresses her skin, making her shine. My vampire senses are in full force, and Bronwyn is like a torch lighting up the night, drawing me to her. Her dark hair lays on her breasts, the nipples peeking out like jewels hidden in silk. And her pussy. I can see how wet she is, smell it. Her arousal scents the air like perfume of a night-blooming flower. Glistening and wet. Her pussy pouts, the lips puffy and succulent, and the nubbin of her clit nestles in between.
My treasure.
“Taste her. She’s like honey on your tongue.” Lach watches the scene, standing at the edge of the bed. My brother is already hard again. It took every shield I had to keep my brother’s orgasm from starting my own. But I want to come inside her. I want to feel her pussy all around me right before I give her everything I have.
My cock pulses, but I want a taste. Her blood is my strength, but her pussy is a meal, too.
She wiggles restlessly as I kiss my way up her leg.
“Be still. This is his time.” Lach moves onto the bed. He scoots in behind Bron, cradling her as I did when we first made love. His hands find her nipples and twist. “You behave or I’ll spank you again and you’ll suck us both down. And we’ll shield. You won’t get anything. Be a good wife.”
She doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to go without. It’s obvious because she goes utterly still. I can feel her need. She’s already addicted to this sharing, to the deep intimacy that comes from the bond. And it isn’t even full yet. When we fully bond, fully open our minds and souls, the connection will go even deeper.
I get to my belly and slide up the bed. My mouth hovers over her pussy. She smells too good. It’s the smell of a lifetime’s lust finally satisfied.
I draw my tongue along the seam of her pussy, gathering up her juice.
Bron moans and shakes.
“You like that, love. You like having a tongue shoved deep inside. You like your men treating you like a feast. We’ll eat that pussy every day. You’ll wake in the sweetest way, with a tongue lapping at you, making you hot.” Lach’s words echo my thoughts.
I want to feast every day. I rub my nose through her labia, trying to imprint her scent on me. She’s a juicy piece of fruit. I spear her with my tongue, going deep in an imitation of what I want to do with my cock. I fuck her with my tongue and then suckle her clit, her mewling cries making me feel powerful.
“Every day, love. We’ll pleasure you every day because you’re our whole world.”
I look up her body. Lach’s fangs are scraping her neck. My brother and I are in perfect accord. A double-pronged assault on her senses. Cock and fangs penetrating in perfect time.
I get to my knees. Bron stares up at me, her dark eyes glistening. I feel her longing for more than simple sex. She wants the intimacy, the joining, the connection.
I line my cock up and finally press home.
Tightness and warmth, heat surrounds me, squeezes at me. Bron’s legs wrap around my waist, hugging me close. I have to fight my way in. She’s ready, but still so tight. Every inch gained is pure pleasure. I fuck in and out in short bursts, further and further until my cock is encased and my balls caress the cheeks of her ass. I’m inside her. I’m a part of her. This is what I dreamed of.