Chapter 22
Max
My two perfect mates…
Since finding Damon, I’d never felt as if anything was missing from my existence, but now that we’d met Star, I understood what it meant to be complete.
And they look so pretty together.
Of course, my affection for both my mates went deeper than appearances, but I’d be lying if I said the sight of Star straddling Damon as they lazily kissed—of how their expertly applied makeup complemented their unique beauty so perfectly—didn’t make my cold, dead heart stir to life in my chest. Our third wasn’t going to magically fix our existing struggles, but even just watching what she’d done for Damon’s sense of self-worth was a sight to behold.
And now, I want to watch them fuck.
“Baby.” I smirked as Star’s eyes darkened at the nickname. “Take off your pretty clothes so we can get his pretty cock inside you.”
“Gladly,” she laughed, gracefully sliding off Damon’s lap, kicking off her boots and peeling off her leather pants—putting on a sassy little show as she did it.
That left her in nothing but a red, lacy thong and a tiny black halter top that barely contained her breasts. While it was tempting to see her simply pull her panties to the side and ride him half-clothed, we would need to save that for another time.
Since we now have an eternity to play.
“All of it, Star,” I instructed, adding a hint of command to my tone just to see them both shiver. “We want to admire you.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, perfectly obedient as she pulled the halter over her head before toying with the edge of her underwear, grinning at me through her eyelashes.
Perfect little brat.
When I gave her a look, she cackled and finished sliding them off, playfully tossing the balled up lace into Damon’s lap when she was done.
“Fuck,” he whispered, glancing down at himself—unsurprisingly hard and ready for round two—before fixing his attention on Star once again.
“That’s the plan, pet…” I reached down and wrapped the red lace around his length, lightly stroking to tease out some precum before transferring the panties to my shirt pocket for safekeeping.
“Is that for me?” Star’s hungry focus lifted from Damon’s weeping cock to meet my gaze, knowing exactly who gave permission in this scenario. “Sir?”
“Yes,” I replied, but then Damon reached for her before I could elaborate.
Oh, no you don’t.
I tsked, grabbing his wrists and securing them behind the chair with one hand. Star’s blue eyes lit up with interest, reminding me of how expertly she’d controlled our mate while on her knees for him.
Because, of course, I watched the entire show.
“Yes, Star,” I repeated, giving Damon’s wrists a squeeze in familiar warning. “Our pet is yours to do with as I please, and what I want to see is you treating him like the toy he is.”
Star’s arousal scenting the air—mixing with that floral scent of hers that drove me mad—but her expression was conflicted.
“Damon?” she asked him directly, and my chest warmed to realize she was checking in.
Taking such good care of what belongs to her.
“Green, gorgeous…” he managed to reply, even though I could tell he was already close to complete surrender. “Don’t worry. It’s very, very green.”
“He loves it,” I added, discreetly caressing his wrist with my thumb. “There’s lube in the drawer to your left, baby. Use it to get both of you ready.”
She eagerly obeyed, retrieving the bottle and spreading it over Damon’s cock as he squirmed and whimpered.
The sweetest sound.
Aside from when he begs.
“So how does the piercing stay in?” Star asked, eyes back on her prize as she applied lube to herself. “I mean… I assume vampires have crazy-fast healing, right?”
Now I was the one having trouble concentrating—struggling to keep my gaze on her face as her fingers disappeared inside her cunt.
“As long as we keep the jewelry in, the piercings don’t close up.” I leaned down to nip at Damon’s throat, making him gasp. “Although, this one likes to take his piercing out, just so he can have it done again.”
Such a pain slut.
Star set aside the lube and licked her lips. “I’ve been thinking of getting my nipples pierced… Maybe you could both come with me? Damon could get a whole Jacob’s ladder while we’re there for me to enjoy…”
Unsurprisingly, our pet loved that idea, as he gazed up at me beseechingly, needing—and deserving—everything. “Please, Max…”
There it is.
The sweetest sound.
I sighed contentedly, knowing it wasn’t only the piercing he was begging for at the moment, and nodded at Star. “Climb aboard, baby. No… Not like that.” I gestured for her to turn around. “Face the mirror. Then his piercing can hit you just right.”
“Good call,” she murmured, chuckling when both Damon and I groaned at the sight of her from this new angle. “Do you have any piercings, Max—oh, fuuuuuck…”
Damon whimpered as he disappeared into Star’s tight cunt, inch by perfect inch, and I felt his pleasure flow through me as if it were my own.
Once she was fully seated, our girl placed her palms on the vanity’s surface, lowering herself to her elbows and releasing slow, steady breaths as she adjusted.
“Green, baby?” I asked, reaching over Damon’s shoulder to trail my fingers down her arched back. “Does it feel good to have your tight little pussy stuffed full with your toy?”
“Y-yeah… Green,” she gasped, glancing back over her shoulder, pupils blown out with lust. “It feels so good.”
“So fucking good,” Damon agreed, earning him a firm yank on the wrists.
“Toys don’t speak,” I reprimanded. “Your only job is to let our girl use you. And remember, she comes first.”
“What if I can make our pet come first?” Star sassed, and my cock thickened in response. “Who gets punished then?”
“Both of you,” I replied without hesitation.
But I have the feeling neither of you will see it as punishment.
“Challenge accepted,” she murmured, turning to face the mirror again and maintaining eye contact with our reflections as she rolled her hips.
Damon whined at the sensation, then sobbed when she increased her pace, and I realized he wasn’t going to last long, despite my instructions.
Time to remind my brat she’s a good girl after all.
“I support your piercing plans, by the way, and will gladly accompany you to the parlor to have it done,” I drawled, gaze dropping to where her glorious ass was deliciously bouncing on my mate. “While we’re there, I’ll buy a chain to string between your nipples—like a leash to keep you in line.”
Star’s eyes widened in the reflection, and by the way Damon hissed, I assumed she’d tightened around him. Uninterested in relenting until she’d shattered first, I ran a finger over where she was stretched around Damon, making her whimper.
“And to answer your earlier question…” I continued, feeding off Damon’s emotions like blood from the source. “My cock is also pierced. It’s a magic cross and it is going to feel positively divine inside that perfect pussy of yours.”
“Fuck.” She dropped her head forward as she sank down to the hilt, grinding herself against Damon’s lap. “I want… I need both of you…”
The feeling is mutual.
I had never wanted—needed—two creatures more in my incredibly long life, and a plan started to formulate for how to move forward with our perfect family of three.
And it starts with turning Star.
Damon’s earlier reminder of coven rules floated to the surface of my mind, but I stubbornly tamped it down again.
No one else gets to decide what’s mine.
“Please,” Damon choked out, apparently also uncaring about consequences. “I need to touch her. Please, Makisig…”
Everyone’s a brat tonight, I see.
Still unable to deny him anything after all these years—especially when he reminded me of who I once was—I released his wrists from bondage. He immediately gripped Star’s waist with one hand while finding her clit with the other, causing her to falter in her rhythm.
“Look at my good girl and her toy,” I praised them both as I circled the chair and fisted Star’s hair, lifting her head to kiss her swollen lips.
Swollen from being wrapped around Damon’s cock…
From her biting them in pleasure…
My turn.
I bit down on her plump bottom lip, drawing blood. Star yelped and pushed off the vanity, falling against Damon’s chest, her pretty eyes rolling back as he slid his hands under her thighs and took over.
Good boy.
“Can you imagine having both of us?” I teased, my lip curling as she dug her nails into his forearms, losing control. “How tight that pussy will feel when we claim you together.”
Claim you as ours forever.
Star’s helpless gaze snapped to my face as blood rushed to the surface of her chest and neck—calling to me. “I need it… I… I’m g-gonna…”
Such a good, good girl.
Chuckling darkly, I leaned forward, lowering a hand to play with both her clit and his piercing as they neared release.
I want them both to explode.
Wrapping my other hand around the nape of Damon’s neck, I kept my eyes on his while whispering against her lips, “C’mon, baby. Come for your mates.”
Star cried out, dropping her head back on Damon’s shoulder as he grunted, joining her climax with a hard thrust, filling her with seed.
Claiming her as he should.
I gently kissed and petted my mates as they came down, feeling as euphoric as when Damon had first bared his neck for me.
Mine.
Both of them.
I huffed a laugh when Star began impatiently pulling at my belt and zipper, clearly as insatiable as we were.
“Don’t you need a break?” I asked, even as I straightened and helped her with her task. “Isn’t your sweet little pussy sore?”
I sure hope so.
“My sweet little pussy wants to know what you feel like, Max,” she growled, wrapping her hand around my length and leaning down to hover her mouth over my crown. “I want to—-whoa. That is the coolest dick I’ve ever seen.”
I threw my head back and laughed before grinning down at her. “That’s a far better reaction than Damon had when he first came face-to-face with it.”
So adorably protective.
“It surprised me, that’s all.” Damon huffed and rolled his eyes before explaining for our girl’s benefit. “It’s a ritualistic circumcision called Tuli—from back when Max was a human… in the 1500s.”
“Whoa,” Star repeated, eyeing me up and down before nodding. “Body mods. Righteous.”
Oh, there’s nothing righteous about me, baby.
Any thoughts of teasing evaporated as Star expertly swallowed me down, and when my gaze met Damon’s, he appeared as turned on as I was.
But still…
“Green?” I mouthed, paying close attention to his reaction.
I’d long ago discovered Damon didn’t particularly enjoy seeing me with other people—not in the way I found it arousing to watch him. Yes, we had discussed Star specifically before I’d gone to her house last night—and he’d confirmed he approved—but I still wanted to check in.
“Very, very green,” he mouthed back before dropping his gaze to watch the action.
I could only handle another minute of Star’s skillful mouth before I was pulling her off my cock, eager to be inside her in other ways. Lifting her from Damon’s lap, I spun and sat her on the vanity, hooking her ankles over my shoulders, and entering her sweet little pussy with one smooth thrust.
“JESUS CHRIST, MAX!” she hollered, making me laugh as I began a forceful rhythm, determined to push my mate’s cum further inside her. “You… weren’t kidding… about the… piercing…”
She became less coherent after that, and when Damon joined us by my side a minute later, alternating his attention from my lips to hers, then sloppily kissing us together, I could no longer hold myself back.
With a sound I knew Damon would tease me for tomorrow, I thrust deep as I shattered, filling our third with everything I had to give—claiming her how I could.
For now.
It was tempting to bite her and feed her my blood to get it over with, but I wanted Star to be in the right state of mind for that decision.
Even if I have no intention of disguising my intentions.
“My mate…” I brushed my knuckles over the soft, warm skin of her cheek before glancing at Damon. “Our mate.”
He nodded. “Ours.”
“I am yours,” Star confirmed, placing her palms on each of our cheeks. “Whatever that means to vampires, I’m totally in.”
Good.
I suddenly remembered why I’d come looking for them in the first place, only to become distracted by the delicious scene I walked in on.
Oops.
“I’m glad you feel that way, baby,” I replied with a chaste kiss on her tasty lips. “Because I have some vampire business for us to attend to—up on the roof.”
Star raised a brow in question, but Damon narrowed his eyes suspiciously, knowing me all too well.
He loves it.
Deciding this business could wait a while longer, I wrapped Star’s long legs around my waist and grabbed Damon’s hand before walking us toward the bathroom.
“First—a shower!” I chuckled, and our girl grinned, knowing full well we weren’t done enjoying each other. “Then I’ll show you what the bat dragged in.”