Chapter 26
SHARA
Kissing Leonie. Feeding on her mouth and her cream at the same time.
Feeding on Vivian while she fucked me. So fucking exquisite.
Their scents and tastes mingled together.
Burning myrrh and cinnamon, the rippling flames of the phoenix, plus Leonie’s sweet thick molasses and peppery spice, blending with a deep, silent river and sunbaked earth.
Much like the mighty Nile, the Niger River was the lifeblood of Leonie’s homeland. I saw it flowing through her mind, a glistening crescent river, bending back on itself to create a wide, rich delta teeming with life.
She rolled closer, turning so she could push my finger deeper into her.
I added a second finger, carefully gliding into her channel without pricking her with the nails.
Though she ground against my hand, pushing me as deep as possible.
Rubbing her clit against the heel of my palm.
Her fangs dropped, sending a surge of lust through me.
Tipping my head back, I arched my neck, lifting my breasts, inviting their bites.
Leonie bit the front of my throat. Vivian the upper curve of my breast. I fed them, held in the embrace of my body.
Vivian burned inside me, filling me perfectly.
Not too thick or long, curving perfectly to rub inside me.
Gliding effortlessly to a slow building release.
Leonie’s breath caught on a deep cry. Her hips stuttered and she filled my nails and palm with the slick spilling from her body. My heartbeat thudded in my ears, my fangs aching, adding to the burning crescendo flowing in our bonds.
She didn’t have to ask. I sank my fangs into her lovely throat.
Her release rose to a scream, her body riding out the crashing wave of pleasure ever higher.
Her blood flowed into me like the river of her homeland, so deep and wide and endless it would be easy to let myself be swept away.
Floating on my back, I allowed the current to take me where her goddess willed.
The sky flowed above, streaked with a vibrant sunset. Orange and red, fading to deep purple. Velvety night, sprinkled with stars. Always spinning, moving, flowing like the river, sweeping me toward a grayed twilight shore.
Vivian ground against me, bringing me back into my body while I continued feeding.
Her clit was so swollen I could feel the throb of her pulse pressing against mine.
Leonie slumped against me but not unconscious, nuzzling her bite on my neck.
My fingers still buried in her. Vivian lay on top of me, braced on one elbow, her other hand gripping the headboard for leverage while she rocked deeper.
Harder. Each thrust grinding our clits together.
Our hearts thundered together. Our breathing synchronized.
I waited until I slipped over the very edge of orgasm, and then I released Leonie so I could sink my fangs into my Blood.
Pushing us both together into flaming release. Her phoenix shrieked in the bond, spiraling in black and red fire ever higher. Dragging Leonie up with us.
Limbs tangled together, I fed on them both. Switching back and forth, keeping my bites flowing. Letting their blood drip and spread on top of me so my hunger simmered at a low constant boil. Undiminished by our climaxes, Smoak still burned inside me.
Breathing hard, Vivian lifted her head enough to let me see the smirk on her lips. “Another benefit of female Blood, my queen.”
I rolled her beneath me fast enough her laughter cut off on a groan.
With Smoak seated deep inside me, I just gazed down at her.
Drinking in the hard curves of her body.
The way her blood glistened against her dark skin.
I leaned down so I could lick those trails of blood.
Her breasts were smaller than mine, fitting perfectly in my hands.
The hard nudge of her nipples against my palms, drawing lazy circles as I rubbed her.
Like a drowsy kitten, Leonie curled against us.
Nuzzling Vivian’s throat, while she stroked my arm and thigh.
I lifted my wrist to my mouth and bit deeply enough to sprinkle my blood over them both.
So I could rub it into their skin, mingling our blood together.
So much magic hummed and sparked around us, as intoxicating as their scents.
As delicious as their bodies against mine.
Vivian caught my bleeding wrist and lifted it to her mouth.
My head fell back as I rode her. Feeling my blood flowing between us.
Ebbing and rising like waves upon the shore. Lifting us higher.
I’d already climaxed so many times tonight I should probably be comatose, but I couldn’t stop wallowing in their love. Their pleasure. Their blood.
Leonie kissed her way up my arm to my shoulder as she rose to her knees.
Her hands glided over me, silken soft and yet strong at the same time.
So different from the men. Vivian touched me the same way, with a sense of familiarity the men would never have.
Reverence, yes, always, but a feminine touch was different.
Despite the calluses on her palms from her diligent sword practice, she still touched me with a woman’s confidence.
We knew what felt good. We knew exactly how to stroke and play. Tease and pinch. Making my breath catch in my throat. Though before I came again, I rose up enough to let Smoak slide free of my body.
Panting, her skin glistening with sweat and blood, Vivian stared up at me. Her eyes glazed with desire. Her lips soft and full. “My queen? Is something wrong?”
“Not at all.”
I scooted lower on the bed so I could lick my own juices from the burning elegant curve of her erection.
Then lower, so I could taste hers, feeding on her desire too.
Mingling our cum as well as our blood inside me.
Listening to her bond as well as her body to make sure only pleasure hummed in her body.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer.
So I licked all around the edges of her pussy, but I didn’t probe inside her. Not after her request.
“Do you feel pleasure through Smoak?” Leonie asked. “Like a man does?”
“Absolutely,” Vivian replied.
“Good.” Leonie slid her thigh over Vivian’s hips so she could take Smoak inside her. Though she made sure to face me.
So I could torment her too. I feasted on them both, tracing the tender skin stretched around Smoak.
Flattening my tongue against Leonie’s clit.
Feeling her heartbeat thud quicker on my tongue.
Breathing roughly, Vivian clutched her around the waist, helping her move.
Thrusting up into her as much as she could with my arms over her thighs.
My fangs ached, lengthening even more. But I made myself wait for the telltale catch in Vivian’s breathing.
The way her heart pounded and then almost stopped for a second, hanging over the precipice.
Then I struck. Sinking my fangs into her inner thigh.
Bellowing out a cry of release, she bucked beneath us.
Pushing Leonie to another climax as well.
I could taste the pleasure sparking in her blood.
Flickering flames of her sunfire like molten honey.
So fucking good. Arms curled around them both, I drank until her hand stopped stroking my hair to drop to the mattress.
I licked my bite closed and crawled up beside her so I could curl up against her on my side.
“Your back,” she mumbled. “Protect.”
I kissed her cheek and tucked up tighter against her. “My back is fine, Vivian. G and Sekh have the door, and Rik is nearby. It’s safe to sleep.”
Leonie made a low sound almost like a sob. I lifted my head, meeting her gaze. Tears filled her eyes, but her lips wobbled in a smile. “Thank you, my queen. I haven’t been safe enough to sleep for decades.”
I reached across Vivian and wrapped them both in my arm. My hair settled over us like a thick velvet blanket. “This sentient octopus hair will attack anything that even thinks about laying a finger on either of you.”
Tangled together, we slipped into the heavy, deep sleep of the dead.