Love Bites

Chapter 18

The door closes behind her with a quiet snick, and for one heavy second, silence falls over us. Everything sounds so quiet after the whirlwind of noise that my best friend created around her.

A second is all it takes, though, and my two mates descend on me like wolves, their eyes only for me.

Jack makes the first move, taking my breath away as he steps up to me, his chest pressing against mine as he cups my face with one of his large hands. I gasp at the surge of bliss I experience as he kisses me. I’d expect this sort of forward behaviour from Zane, but Jack has obviously had enough of being last and waiting his turn. The change in him is actually pretty hot, knowing that I’m the reason behind it.

I mould myself to his body, following his lead as his kiss becomes deeper and more passionate. Zane takes this opportunity to step up behind me and presses his chest against my back, the two males sandwiching me between them. Groaning, I push back against him, rocking in place, my body moving to a beat of its own.

Zane lowers his head and begins to kiss the length of my neck, his hands skimming over my body and squeezing my curves. His kisses begin to turn into small nips, and the sharp tips of his fangs scrape against my neck, causing goosebumps to break out across my arms.

Kissing Jack is an experience all of its own and would be enough to get me aroused in a few seconds flat. He raises his free hand to start working on the simple blouse I was given to change into at the halfway house. Cupping my breasts, he squeezes them through my bra, groaning at the weight in his hands. My breath catches in my throat as he pushes the straps of my bra down my arms and frees them. Instantly, his hands are on them, his fingers skimming over the silky skin.

“So fucking soft,” he murmurs against my lips, his tongue brushing mine as we kiss like our lives depend on it.

Fingers pinch my nipples, and my whole body jerks as intense sparks of pleasure shoot straight down to my core, my groan embarrassingly long and loud. My cheeks heat as both males chuckle, the sounds full of satisfaction.

The embarrassment has my mind turning, and I suddenly process what’s happening.

Shit. What the fuck are we doing? Poised and ready for one of them to protest at what’s happening, I feel my body stiffen between them. I’m being pleasured by two males at the same time—two very alpha males who are reluctant to share me as their mate, never mind sexually. The idea that both of them would take part in a threesome with me is almost laughable.

I love having them worship me like this, it makes the bond sing in my chest, and I feel more like myself than I have in a long time, but I know that just won’t happen.

Only… from the hot press of their erections on either side of me, it seems like neither of them are that unhappy about the way things are progressing.

“Are you okay?” Jake asks, pulling back to take in my expression as soon as he feels the change in me. His lips are red and swollen from kissing, and I decide that he looks more handsome than ever.

“Is this too much?” Zane comments sleepily behind me, slowly lifting his head from my neck.

“No, not at all.” I laugh at the very thought. “I just thought you two wouldn’t want to…” Trailing off, I bite down on my lower lip, not sure how to phrase it. I’m actually surprised that my fangs haven’t slid out yet, my control must be improving. That’s the last of my priorities right now though.

To my immense surprise, they both chuckle. The sound is a little reluctant in Zane’s case, but they both seem to be on the same wavelength. I’m saved from having to explain, but now I’m the one who’s confused.

“The last couple of weeks have been hell not having you near. I thought I was going to go mad.” Zane presses kisses to my neck as he speaks, his voice sultry and at complete odds to his serious words. Flicking out his tongue, he licks my pulse point, making me gasp as he holds me tighter. “Now that I have you back, I’m not letting go.”

Jack watches my reactions closely and doesn’t seem at all bothered by the fact that another male is kissing me, touching me, and I realise that maybe they really would be okay with the three of us…

“I only had the separation for a week, and that was the hardest time of my life,” Jack explains, pushing a curl back from my face. “I wanted to tear off the heads of anyone who kept you there, keeping you from me, from us.” He bares his teeth in a snarl, his eyes flashing amber for a moment, but he takes a deep breath and glances at my other mate, who’s pressed up behind me. “Zane and I were in agreement that we couldn’t go through that again, so we made a pact not to let our jealousy get in the way of spending as much time as possible with you.”

“This way, we can please you in every possible way,” Zane whispers in my ear, sliding his hand over my hip and the top of my panties, following them around until he’s at my core. Cupping my most intimate parts, he rubs a finger over the fabric. “Fuck,” he growls on a long exhale. “You’re already so wet.”

“Is this what you want?” Jack asks before pressing small, gentle kisses to the corner of my mouth until I open it and allow him entry.

Of course I want this. My two gorgeous mates want to have sex with me and aren’t going to fight over me, instead making sure I receive as much pleasure as possible. Why would I ever complain about that?

“Yes.” My answer is a breathy whisper and ends on a groan as Zane slides his hand under the elastic of my panties.

He hardens against me, the stiff press of his cock showing just how much he wants me as he strokes his fingers along my slick pussy. Finding my clit with surprising ease, he rubs it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching only to soothe it with soft touches. Fingers press against the entrance of my pussy, and I brace myself, but as he pushes into me, he sinks his teeth into my neck at the same time.

An orgasm rips through me, and if it wasn’t for the two males holding me up, I’d be a heap on the floor. The feeling grows in intensity as my mates keep touching, kissing, and grinding on me. Once the orgasm finally releases me from its clutches, I’m panting and clinging onto my mates for dear life. Zane must have finished feeding, having only taken a little, because the puncture marks have already healed.

Chuckling, Zane slowly removes his fingers from my pussy and rolls them in my arousal, coating them with slick. I expect to feel his cock against me, but he surprises me as his hands rest on my ass cheeks, and I feel him move closer to my back entrance.

“Have you ever been touched here before?” His finger circles my asshole as he coats it with my cum.

Excitement and a little bit of nerves fire through me as I nod my answer. “I tried anal once. It was a little painful, but I enjoyed it.”

Jack’s hold tightens, and I hear his breath catch in his throat, but he says nothing as he listens to Zane and me talk. If the press of his cock straining against his underwear is anything to go by, then he’s enjoying the dirty talk.

Zane hums in approval. “I’ll take good care of you, my kinky mate.”

Taking more of the slick from my throbbing pussy, he rubs it against my puckered entrance, his other hand spreading my cheeks apart. He slowly presses a finger inside. I instantly clench down on his finger. The feeling isn’t unpleasant, more alien and a little intrusive. I’m not used to things being pushed in there, but I trust him, and Zane keeps his promise, being gentle with me and making it pleasurable, not rushing me to take more.

It probably helps that Jack has taken over from him and is now exploring my pussy with his strong fingers, massaging my swollen clit. I moan into his mouth as they make me more aroused than I have ever been in my life. When Jack slides his fingers into my pussy at the same time Zane pushes a second finger into my ass, I think I’m going to combust on the spot. I need them inside me now.

“I want both of you inside me,” I tell them, my body trembling with need. “At the same time,” I clarify when there’s a heavy pause.

Jack’s frowning slightly, concern marring his handsome face, yet I see the excitement in his eyes that he’s trying to hold back. Glancing over my shoulder, he has a silent conversation with Zane. I don’t know how they do it, but they seem to be able to communicate without words. Perhaps it’s a guy thing.

“Are you sure, Emmy?” Jack asks as his attention returns to me, his finger rubbing over my clit. “We should probably work up to that—”

“No,” I reply, standing firm and not being swayed. “I want you both. Together.”

Again, he and Zane seem to silently communicate with each other, only this time it doesn’t take as long. Arousal and anticipation are thick in the air as they start to move. We should probably move from the living room into my bedroom, but that doesn’t seem like a huge priority right now.

“Whatever my queen wants,” Zane murmurs with a kiss to my cheek as he pulls away from me. “I’ll be back in a second,” he promises as I whine at the loss of his warmth against me.

Jack untangles himself from my hold and lies on the floor, using our fluffy living room rug as cushioning as he strokes himself, watching as I straddle him to get into position. The head of his cock presses against my entrance as I hover over him, waiting impatiently to impale myself.

Zane reappears with a smirk on his face and something small in his hand. When he kneels behind me, something cold drops onto the round globes of my ass. His fingers quickly follow, massaging my cheeks.

“What—” I cut off as I sink a little onto Jack’s cock.

I can hear Zane stroking himself, and he chuckles softly as he presses on my hips, pushing me down and forcing me to take more of my other mate’s large cock inside me.

“Lube,” he whispers into my ear. “If we’re going to do this, then we’re going to do it right. Plus, I knew a naughty girl like you would have some stashed away somewhere.”

Zane guides me down the length of Jack’s thick cock, my body stretching to take his size. Staring down at my shifter mate, I smile, his pleasure beautiful to see. He watches me like I’m a goddess, and he can’t believe this is happening, his hips rocking ever so slightly as I take him.

Throwing my head back, I turn so Zane and I can share a passionate kiss. It’s only broken when he starts to rock me on my other mate’s cock, his grip on my hips tightening. I’m soon swept away by the glorious feeling of Jack’s dick inside me and get lost in the rhythm of rolling my hips, lifting and dropping to give the two of us as much pleasure as possible.

I’m not sure how long I ride Jack like this, but soon enough, Jack’s hands are guiding me again, and he leans me forward a little so I’m still on my shifter’s cock, but my ass is lifted. The hot press of Zane’s cock against my puckered back entrance makes me still as he slowly pushes inside me.

I hiss slightly at the light burn, but he takes it slowly, his other hand slipping around my hip and massaging my clit. He must bump against Jack’s cock in the process, but neither of them says anything about it, and that only turns me on more, loosening me up and making it easier. They truly meant it when they said they would work together and put their jealousy aside, and that makes my heart full.

Zane is about halfway into my ass, and I’m rocking slowly on Jack, the little fireworks of pleasure helping to ease the stretch. I’m so fucking full—thank God for the lube. My vampire’s hands shake, and I know it’s because he’s holding himself back when he really just wants to plunge inside me.

Finally, he’s all the way in, and he gives an experimental withdrawal before pushing back inside. The fit is so tight that he takes me with him at first, my body fixed to him, but then he braces his hands on my hips. All three of us groan.

The sensation is like no other, and I don’t know why I’ve never tried this before. It’s overwhelming, and it’s not your everyday sex, but for today, it’s perfect for all three of us. We’ve been starved of touch, and the bond has been making things difficult, but now that we’re back together, it’s driving us forward.

Zane’s thrusts shift my whole body, which in turn make my movements greater, fucking Jack even harder. Just knowing they are enjoying this makes it all the better. The sensations must be tighter for them as well, the thin wall between them making it possible to feel the movements and press of the other.

I don’t know if it’s a bond thing, but I can almost feeltheir rising pleasure, and as Zane grunts, his movements faltering, I feel him stiffen. His cock swells as he shoots his cum into my ass. Whether Jack had been waiting for the other male to go first, or the feeling of Zane pulsing within me is too much for him, he also falls over the edge as he orgasms.

It’s hopeless for me to resist the call of pleasure, and I tumble into my orgasm too, clenching around them so tightly they go wild, pumping into me with fervour. The feeling is so intense, I swear I black out for a moment.

We slowly seem to awaken from our pleasure-induced haze, and we detach from each other. We don’t talk, but we communicate anyway, our smiles and hums of happiness just as effective. We’re sweaty, hot, and, in my case, covered in cum, but none of us hurry to get cleaned up, simply leaning against each other and enjoying the company.

I doze in and out of sleep, and as I shift my weight and press my cheek against Jack’s chest, something catches my eye. Frowning, I sit up with a groan and reach out to touch something on the ground.

“Oh shit.”

The two of them jerk up and look to where I’m frowning down at the floor, searching for whatever caused my cursing.

Sighing, I look up and wince. “We got cum on the rug. Tina is going to kill me.”

Zane just laughs and wraps an arm around my middle, pulling me down against him. Jack follows so we’re just an exhausted but happy pile of bodies.