9. Nine - All Spinning and Light
Nine - All Spinning and Light
Ana
I had imagined so many things, but I would never have guessed that tonight would lead to this. This place doesn’t feel real. They don’t feel real.
The tip of Viggo’s cock is deep red, flush with blood beneath his translucent gray skin.
His eyes flash in the shadows and he strokes himself, drawing my gaze to the bead of dark pre-cum that has already bubbled out of its tip.
I’m using up all my luck tonight.
I’ll need to eat a whole apricot tree in order to tip the scales back in my favor.
When I flick my tongue over his tip, that bubble of cum bursts.
Cool and delicious, it coats my mouth like a syrupy potion.
If he let me bottle him, I‘d be the richest woman in the village. On second thought, I don’t want to share with anyone outside this room.
I suck, savoring, wanting more.
I’ll get it, I know I will... And I’ll pretend I can be patient for a little while longer if it gets me what I want.
Edric was a struggle. I can’t take Viggo as deeply as I want either. I suppose it’s a good thing they aren’t rushing through to the end.
“Goddess, you’re gorgeous.” Viggo scoops my hair out of the way and I look up at him as I work him further into my mouth. “So greedy.”
But my eyes fly wide when Edric’s hands smooth over my ass and when I pull back off of Viggo with a sharp breath, he hushes me.
“Don’t worry, I’m just here to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.” He squeezes my cheeks and then his thumbs trace up my slit before spreading me. “Will you let me fuck you until you cry out in ecstasy around his cock?”
“I’m not sure I’m ready.” What I know and what I want clash inside me.
I think about the times I’ve counseled against being over-eager.
“We’re not going to hurt you Ana.”
I believe him.
Possibly because I want to, more than I actually should.
“Yes,” I say, breathless. “Please.”
The ‘please’ is barely audible as I take Viggo’s cock into my mouth again.
Edric spreads me open and delves a finger inside of me. I sigh around Viggo’s cock, relieved that they seem set on taking their time, despite the request I just granted.
Another finger and it feels so good…
I try to work the spit in my mouth well enough that I slide over him with ease, but I still choke—only a little—when I’m too enthusiastic and go too deep.
Laughing, Edric leans forward. “We don’t want you hurting yourself, either.”
He brushes his fingers over my throat and warmth bleeds from his fingertips into my skin and then…
My eyes go wide and I take more of Viggo than should be possible. I clench on Edric’s fingers as a thank you.
“Elf magic has some very nice perks,” Viggo says, moving his hips so that his cock nudges even further down my throat. “All gain, no pain. Unless you like that sort of thing.”
I can’t tell him I don’t. But I don’t need to.
When Edric finally presses his cock against my cunt, I’m wet and wanting. My eyes flutter closed and my moan wraps around Viggo.
Working on Viggo as much as I can—there’s so little room between them—I focus on breathing as Edric murmurs soft, elvish words that sound like encouragement.
I dig my fingers into the bedding, forcing myself to stay as still as I can. It’s their turn to choose the pace. I’ll get mine later.
“You,” Edric says, and I know he’s talking to Viggo by the hushed tone. “Are going to die all over again when you see the way these pretty pink lips look swallowing that gray cock.”
Viggo snorts and his cold hand smooths a path down my spine. “I like the way these pretty pink lips do, too.”
“She swallows our cocks so well. Such a pretty little human…” whatever else Edric would have said is cut off by the sound of a kiss overtop of me.
Moaning, I clench around both of them, pussy and throat, and am rewarded with two curses from the same place above me.
“That was wicked.” Viggo says. “Are you a little witch?”
I shake my head, but don’t draw back off of Viggo’s cock to speak. I have no inherent magic of my own.
But they don’t seem to mind. They still and I take it as an invitation to do as I please.
I work myself into a rhythm between them, back and forth, loving every inch. I could happily spend the rest of the night between them like a pendulum.
But Viggo’s hand tightens in my hair. His hips move more roughly and a moment later, I hear Edric laugh. “Not your turn yet.”
There’s a small “Euf” from above me and Viggo falls back, taking his cock away from my mouth and I let out a little whimper at the loss.
“Don’t worry, sweetling,” he says, looking up at me. “I’m not done with you, even if Penny won’t let me feed you my cum tonight.”
“Not tonight,” Edric says, pulling me up to my knees, holding me back against him as his cock continues to thrust.
I’m on full display like this, and Viggo strokes his cock once... twice... before he goes to his belly, crawling his way to us.
I gasp when his mouth finds my clit, sucking and kissing, and his tongue snakes down to stroke Edric’s cock as it moves inside of me.
I drop my head back against Edric’s chest, and look up at the elf smiling down at me.
“You are a delight, Ana,” he says, head dipping down so that his lips brush my ear and his hair trails over my nipples. “Will you let us take you together?”
“Penny,” Viggo says from below us with a note of censure.
I meet the vampire’s eyes, there’s hope in them, despite the concern, and I reach for him, hand under his chin, drawing him up so that I can kiss him.
His cool lips taste like me, and I turn back to Edric, brushing myself along his lips, too, before I kiss him.
“I want that,” I say, biting my lip and squeezing around both of them—hand and pussy. “If you promise you won’t hurt me.”
“Never.” Edric kisses my neck, and Viggo’s eyes pulse wider.
And then, Edric eases out of me and I nearly weep at the loss of him.
“Don’t worry, sweetling, you won’t be empty for long.” Viggo scrambles backward, moving pillows at the head of the bed and making a little nest before he beckons to me.
“Come here, it’s time to see if you like the way I feel.”
“I already know I will.” But I go to him and hold his offered hand as I straddle him. My eyes flutter closed as I sink down on him.
“Goddess, how is it possible that you both fit so perfectly?”
Viggo chuckles and whispers, “magic.”
He lets me ride him without trying to direct me in any way. He holds me steady and kisses any part of me he can reach.
“Do you want to know a secret?” he asks softly, as if he doesn’t want Edric to hear.
I nod, kissing him, even though I know that defeats the purpose. I want more of him. I want to savor every moment I can get.
Chuckling when I finally release him, Viggo whispers. “If I bite you, you’ll come.”
“That,” I say, laughing between panting breaths. “Sounds exactly like something I’d expect a vampire to say.”
“It’s true though.”
It seems like a hefty price for a novelty orgasm. “I have too many things to do in the daylight, Viggo.”
“Biting you won’t change you,” he says as the bed dips and Edric comes back to us.
“Don’t you remember the marks on my cock?” He asks as he lies on the pillows beside Viggo, an ornate bottle in his hand. “I swear on the Goddess and all things holy, if you want him to have a nibble, you’ll still be you.”
“And I promise,” Viggo says, “that if you tell me to keep my teeth to myself, I won’t bite anyone tonight.”
Edric pouts, but he doesn’t try to sway me either way.
I still on Viggo’s cock and they both watch me, waiting.
He moves his head and his hair sweeps away from his eyes for a moment and the darkness there... I reach up and trace my fingers over the skin.
“What happened?” It’s not makeup, the marks on his skin are stains from magic.
Not-nice magic.
Viggo catches my hand in his, removing it from his face and briefly kissing my fingertips. “Someone once, as Penny chose to word it, had a particular aversion to a vampire,” he leans forward and nips my ear. “They saw me and they just couldn’t help but try to kill me. But we won’t talk of such ugly things when we could play with prettier ones.”
Because people fear vampires.
But Viggo doesn’t inspire fear... He makes me long for things I can’t have.
Except for tonight. Tonight, I can have anything I want.
One night to make all my fantasies come true... I offer him my wrist. I can wear a cuff tomorrow, or long sleeves.
His cock twitches inside of me as he takes my offered wrist. “You do not know how much this means to me.”
He presses a kiss to my skin and my heartbeat quickens.
“You’re sure?” he asks the words against my pulse and I lick my lips before I nod.
“Yes.”
When his teeth sink in, I draw in a sharp gasp.
I feel like the foyer ceiling... all spinning light and color.
It’s like I’ve been struck by lightning. Every part of me feels electric . That pulse of hot, white heat zings straight to my clit and I clench down on Viggo so hard, I worry, for the briefest moment, that I’ll break him.
For a moment, I think I may have broken too.
A warm hand on my spine keeps me from falling backward onto the bed, and soft lips find mine. I swear I hear Edric whisper, “I knew you’d love it.”
If I’d known, I would have begged for this if Viggo had actually made me. Thank the Goddess that they didn’t.
Slumped against Viggo’s chest, I wonder if he can feel how fast my heart is pounding.
His cool skin is wonderful against the heat washing over mine and his cock is still hard inside me.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask, clenching around him without meaning to and expecting a wince.
I move with his chest as he laughs.
“Poor thing,” Viggo says, brushing my hair away from my face. “She’s just had an orgasm that nearly made her heart explode, and she’s worried about me.”
“I want to make sure I didn’t break your cock.” I say, looking up into his eyes—they seem brighter now. “Because I still plan on using it.”
He bites his tongue as he smiles with pink teeth, and Edric moves close behind us.
“You won’t break either of us tonight. No matter how hard you come.” Green fingers, holding that ornate bottle reach forward, waggling it in front of me, “Do you want to try, anyway?”
“Yes.” I’m full , but my body aches with a need I hadn’t expected.