Chapter Eight
Gwen
I wasn’t sure what had changed, but I couldn’t wait to play with the beautiful, rather giant cock in front of me. No wonder the visiting vampiress had requested his company.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, Kieran’s dick is beautiful and plenty big. However, Ajax was particularly well endowed. Plus, as a wolf, he’d be able to manipulate the size. Or, if he couldn’t, I’d be able to do it for him.
“Your job is to stay hard,” Kieran told him once he was stretched out, his cock standing proud.
He looked to me and explained, “He wasn’t taught to get an erection on demand, and I’ve decided not to require that of him.
However, once he’s hard, I’ve been punishing him for losing his erection before I’m finished with him. ”
And Kieran has novel ways of punishing misbehaving penises. I couldn’t wait to hear the details, but later.
“Thank you for the lovely gift,” I told Kieran. “Where would you like me, Husband?”
His smirk told me he knew I was calling him husband in an effort to try to hold down any jealousy. He put his hands on my shoulders. “I’ve grown fond of him. We’ll figure it out. I want your ass first today, so slide your sheath onto his impressive sword.”
“Permission to taste him first?”
He chuckled. “A few licks, and you can play with the head. No deep throating just yet. You can show off your skills later.”
The scent of Ajax’s arousal filled the air, and I grinned at him as I neared.
“I’m so happy we can speak now, and that we’re getting a proper introduction.
” Kieran hadn’t told me to disrobe, so I maneuvered the silky fabric as I climbed between the slave’s legs and leaned forward to take the head of his cock into my mouth.
His groan went straight to my clit. I swirled my tongue a few times before I sat up and straddled him — I didn’t sense irritation from Kieran, but I wanted to be careful to avoid it.
The red of my dressing gown fanned out around me. I gathered a portion enough to reach under, line him up, and take a few inches of him inside me.
A quick flip of my wrist, and the red once again surrounded me in a luxurious circle.
“Lean forward,” Kieran said from behind me, “chest to chest, with only the thin silk between you. Feel free to caress each other at will.”
I sank the rest of the way onto him and had to resist riding him like a cowgirl. Damn, his cock was fine. Leaning forward engaged my clit even more, and I was so full of cock. He stretched me beautifully, and I wanted to luxuriate in the feeling.
My head landed on Ajax’s lower chest. We wouldn’t be able to kiss, but this was comfortable enough.
I scented the oil mix we use for lube and assumed Kieran had opened the jar.
I wondered how much I’d get. When he merely covered his own rod in it, without so much as touching me, I knew what I was in for.
Plus, I hadn’t been used back there in about two months.
It would’ve hurt even if he’d prepared me. Like this? It would be brutal.
I can enjoy pain when I’m with a stronger vampire, though it had taken centuries to learn.
My father was a powerful general, and he arranged my human marriage with an up-and-coming military man who wouldn’t dare go against my father for any reason.
My husband was beyond gentle with me, lest I complain to my father about him being rough.
I never experienced sexual pain as a human.
And then I was made vampire, and everything changed. I was taught to enjoy sexual torture. No, I was forced to enjoy it, which is completely different.
Over the centuries, as I gained power and had more choices, I found pleasure in certain kinds of pain.
This, the equivalent of anal rape — no preparation, no say in the matter, no way to stop things if they aren’t to my liking — can give me some of my most explosive orgasms.
And if someone else is holding me and helping me through the pain? The effect is even greater. Kieran knew this, so while it might seem cruel, he was giving me the release I needed. Plus, he was setting up how things would work with the three of us. I got it.
I rubbed Ajax’s arm and lifted it towards me. “Hold me. I’ll be fine. Just hold me and find your own pleasure.”
“Not too much pleasure,” Kieran said from behind me. “Neither of you will orgasm until I say you can.”
He wiped his hands clean, moved in behind me, lifted my gown to my hips, lined his cock so it touched my back entry, and pressed in.
Vampires control our heartbeats, but an adrenaline dump will make them beat, since it’s important the adrenaline — or whatever it is once we’re vampires — is spread through our body.
I can usually keep the fight-or-flight response down, but it takes effort.
My body wanted to engage, but I breathed through it and managed to keep it from releasing.
Kieran didn’t slam in all at once. No, he did it in two motions — halfway, and then balls deep.
Those two seconds in between didn’t help, though.
Quite the opposite, because my ass contracted tighter during that time, so the latter part hurt ever so much more.
Kieran knows how to inflict the maximum amount of pain with the least amount of effort.
And I gave him the scream he wanted. I’m capable of remaining silent, but I know what my screams do to him, so I let mine fill the room and echo back.
Ajax was conflicted below me. He was enjoying his cock inside me, especially with Kieran in my ass, making me contract and relax around both cocks inside me as I tried to deal with being so fucking full.
And yet, he sensed my pain, and he felt guilty for enjoying it.
I adored him for it, but I’d have to get him past that.
Later, though. There wasn’t time to do it right then.
Kieran fucked me hard and fast, moving me around on Ajax until I needed to orgasm and had to curl my toes and wiggle them to keep from it. Ajax had been trained in orgasm control, but he was also having trouble holding on.
And yet, no matter how much pleasure he was getting from my pussy squeezing around his dick, he held me and comforted me through it.
His strong arms were an anchor in the storm Kieran created behind me, his cock slamming into my backside, opening me, spreading me, crashing waves of violence and pleasure through my insides.
When I was so close to an orgasm I just knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold it, Kieran ordered Ajax to bend his legs and fuck me from below, and suddenly, both men were moving inside me. Hard. Fast. Without mercy.
I had the sense Kieran was giving Ajax orders telepathically, but I couldn’t use the brainpower to think it through.
I was on a cliff. At the top of a mountain of pleasure.
Vampires don’t have to breathe, and I wasn’t.
I didn’t move a muscle, I merely let the men have their way with me until Kieran finally told me to come, and then my body exploded into pyrotechnics and nothing existed except the release.
All-encompassing pleasure.
Now, I writhed and screamed from pure ecstasy. I breathed enough to scream again. And again. My body couldn’t move enough to release the energy. The pleasure. The bliss.
I remember Kieran giving Ajax permission to orgasm, and then I received his energy. His life force. I’d get more when I fed from him, but the act of orgasm transfers some even without the bite.
Kieran opened us up, so he and I were both bathed in hot, spicy werewolf energy together, and I realized this was what our marriage was missing. It’d been too long since we’d truly shared someone.
I collapsed onto Ajax without moving off his dick. My insides contracted and released a few more times, and I felt him jerk inside me.
“Husband. Come lie with us.” My voice was a little weak, and I pulled more air in so I’d sound stronger. “I need you both to hold me.”
“Are we feeling a might bossy?”
I love hearing his Irish accent, and I couldn’t help my smile. “No power exchange now. Sex is over. Get your ass up here and hold us.”
He chuckled and made his way up the bed to us. “Yes, Ma’am. I’ve missed sharing that with you. Remind me to send Abbott a nice thank you note for our Christmas gift. It was most thoughtful.”
I looked inside the mind of the large man I was draped across, and he didn’t mind being talked about as a gift. Still, we should probably stop referring to him as chattel, at least with him in the room.
Kieran and I have gone back and forth in power so much, the one in charge rarely pulls rank outside of sex.
It’s about mutual respect. Our vampire powers require it for sex, but we try to rise above our base instincts the rest of the time.
I sensed confusion from Ajax when Kieran called me Ma’am, so I told him, “We’ve been married centuries, Ajax.
There’s a lot of give and take between us.
It may take some time to figure out exactly how you fit, but we’ll get there. ”
I snuggled into Ajax and kissed Kieran’s hand on my shoulder.
I’d expected to come home and begin negotiations for how we’d dissolve our marriage and still maintain our client’s expectations without losing their trust, but we’d never had the first conversation about it.
Once again, Abbott had known what we needed, and he’d provided it.
Miraculously, he’d given me a blood servant who could easily be more than a companion, and Kieran wasn’t jealous.
Kieran stretched out beside Ajax, lying on his side with his head propped in his hand, and put his arm around both of us.
“Thank you for the gift of your energy, Ajax. Gwen prefers to feed when she first awakens, but since she fed before the sun took us, she’s fine this evening.
The schedule will probably be for you to meet us in bed when we rise, so we can all have a fun little romp while we bloodsuckers feed.
We’ll spend some time together, you’ll go to bed, and then we’ll get to work. ”
“I’m yours, Master. However you need me.”
I turned my head to look to Kieran, because I wanted a companion — not a slave. He’d been around Ajax more than me, so he’d better know how to address it.
We’ll work on it. Baby steps.
To Ajax, he said, “In the coming weeks, we’re going to find a hobby or an interest you’d like to pursue, and you’ll be required to spend a minimum amount of time on it per week. You need your own life, outside of our household.”
I sensed an idea, and I looked in his head. He’d been invited to spar with the bikers. Interesting.
“You’ll have your own funds,” I told him.
“A martial arts class with the bikers sounds like an excellent idea, but we’d like you to find an interest that has nothing to do with this life or your former life.
Something that’s always interested you? You don’t have to think of it now. It’ll come to you.”
Kieran stroked my arm. “I’ll contact Spence to arrange a time our wolf can run on the coterie’s property north of the county tomorrow evening. Ajax’s wolf needs to stretch his legs.”
“I’ll let that be between you boys tomorrow, but I’d like to see your wolf too.
It feels important I meet him in his own form, but it doesn’t have to happen this week.
” I took a breath and lifted my head so I could see the huge werewolf’s face.
“Look at me.” He opened his eyes and met my gaze.
“Call me Gwen. Use my name in a sentence.”
He looked at me a good ten seconds, his body completely still. He didn’t even breathe. Finally, he said, “I would very much like to feed you again, Gwen.”
I gave him a happy smile. “Thank you. For both my name and the offer.” I looked to Kieran. “I assume you aren’t done with us?”
“You assume correctly. Abbott tells me he assigned a young French girl as your companion while abroad?”
“Amélie. Such a sweet little leopard. She helped me a great deal with my modern-day French.” I looked to Ajax. “Eventually, you’ll help us with modern day English, but one thing at a time.”
Kieran chuckled. “Abbott has plans for that. I’ll let him explain them. I could smell her innocence when you arrived. Tell me about your little French leopard.”
“The age of consent in France is fifteen. Amélie was sixteen, and still a virgin. She tasted exquisite. And no, I didn’t bespoil her, though she would’ve welcomed my advances.
It isn’t often I get to feed from unadulterated innocence.
” I touched my beautiful wolf’s chin. “I’m pretty happy about feeding from a fully adulterated, powerful wolf. ”
He got hung up on the word powerful, and it took me a few seconds to understand why.
“The asshole who found you and turned you did it because he knew you’d one day be a giant of a man.
You have so much raw physical power, Ajax.
It’s intoxicating. I hope we can help you reach your true potential while you live with us.
All slaves have a strength of will, and I can sense a strong one within you. ”
I wasn’t explaining it right. I tried another approach.
“The process of breaking a slave destroys those who aren’t strong enough to be taken apart and put back together.
You survived that process and found strength despite it.
We merely need to help you redirect your power and strength, but no worries.
Don’t stress over it. We like you just the way you are, and I look forward to helping you find your own way in this life. ”
“And with that,” Kieran told me, “I’m going to order you to strip naked and take the middle of the bed. Ajax, rise and get your dick hard again. I want to watch you fuck my wife in missionary.”
I looked at him in surprise, and he sent me an image of how we’d finish, with his dick in the wolf’s ass, fucking him hard while he ordered Ajax not to let up on me.
When we all came, I’d take one side of our companion’s neck and Kieran would take the other, so we could feed from him at the same time.
Blood and orgasm energy all at once. It would be glorious.