Chapter 14 #2
“We could distract her with fucking. I bet you could get a few sips in then,” Santiago says, lifting his lips from mine. Embarrassingly, I whine at the loss of the touch and he runs his hands soothingly over my arms.
“I’m not sure I can share her and keep my own jealousy under control,” Rafael mutters. “It would be the first time after…”
“You two haven’t…” Santiago sounds shocked.
“No, we haven’t.”
“Maybe it would be a good thing to set the sharing as a precedent,” I huff, since they have both stopped kissing me.
“Sweetheart,” Rafael groans.
“Little fangs, have some mercy on the man,” Santiago says.
“I’m not feeling merciful. I’m feeling needy and ignored. Not a good combination, considering I was turned against my will,” I grumble.
Really, you would think they would get it by now. Neither of them has been surprised by my sex drive, so I assume it’s normal for new vampires to be horny. What I don’t understand is why they aren’t doing anything about it.
“I forgot about that,” Santiago says and drops a kiss to my temple. “Why did you do it, Rafael?”
“She was dying. I made a choice.”
“I was willing to die,” I say, ice clear in my tone.
“Fine, I’ll share.” Rafael quickly changes the subject and grabs hold of my jaw. “You won’t bite either of us, understood?” His command presses on me, but I don’t fight it.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure this is what you want, Samantha?”
“Yes.”
“Right then. I need to drink from Santiago. Do you think you can stay under control then?”
“You keep asking the same question. I don’t know.”
“Well, we are going to find out.” Santiago chuckles and pulls his shirt over his head. I was right about the state of his muscles; they are delicious.
Rafael gets rid of his clothes altogether and I can’t help the sigh that escapes at the sight. He’s just so hot. Santiago keeps his pants on and I quirk a brow at him after I manage to tear my eyes from Rafael.
“I’m just the meal this time around, darling. I wouldn’t dream of butting in between.”
“Yes, you would.” Rafael chuckles.
“Well, true. But I won’t. Not this time around.”
“The night is still young,” I say, winking at Santiago, and he smirks.
“It’s almost morning, darling. We need to tuck you in soon.”
“I don’t wanna,” I whine and Rafael interrupts me with a kiss.
“It’s all right, sweetheart. We are going to make sure you are too tired to fight the sleep,” he whispers against my lips and then pushes the shirt off my shoulders. His hands explore my body at a leisurely pace and Santiago joins in.
Together, they settle me reclining between his legs and Rafael leans over me. Santiago whispers dirty things he would like to do to me into my ear and Rafael slowly kisses his way down my stomach. I hook my legs over Santiago’s to give Rafael better access.
He obliges and I moan at the feel of his tongue teasing my clit. Santiago adds to the sensation by kissing my neck. I can feel his fangs against my throat and arch against them. Instead of biting down, he pulls back and makes his way up to my ear with tiny flicks.
Between their tongues teasing me, I lose focus. Santiago cups my breasts and rolls my nipples between his fingers, and Rafael gently pushes a finger into me. The first orgasm hits me out of nowhere and leaves me floating.
“Again,” Santiago whispers in my ear. Rafael slides a second finger inside me and all I can do is moan. I burrow my fingers into his hair and guide his head back to my pussy.
Santiago never ceases to tease my nipples and then they start timing things. Rafael flicks my clit and Santiago pinches my nipples. Santiago nips my ear or throat and Rafael thrusts his fingers inside me. Slowly, the second orgasm creeps closer.
I’m so, so close when Rafael lifts his head and locks eyes with me. “You taste so good, Samantha,” he says and licks his lips.
“No! Don’t stop,” I wail.
“He will, again and again, until you don’t know up from down,” Santiago rumbles behind me. I try to twist free, but Rafael dives down and suckles my clit hard and I scream. He throws me back to the edge so fast, my head spins.
And true to Santiago’s threat, they keep me hovering on that sharp edge, not letting me fall over, not letting me cool down. Their hands and mouths are everywhere, causing sparks of pleasure. I think I’m begging by the time Rafael crawls up my body.
He takes his time, stopping to kiss my breasts and lick my nipples. Every swipe of his tongue corresponds to my throbbing clit and once again, I try to twist free. Santiago is having none of it and this time it’s his finger torturing my clit.
“Please, please, please,” I moan and lift my hips. Finally, Rafael gives in and moves up. His cock sinks into my pussy slowly, stretching me. It feels so good, I sob.
“Hell,” Santiago murmurs. He feels like a rock against my back.
“Heaven,” Rafael counters and takes my lips with a sweet kiss. Every thrust is slow enough to make me feel everything and it all overwhelms me. Once again, an orgasm teases me, but they keep it just out of reach. Rafael slows his movement even more and Santiago gentles his touch.
I twist and turn, but Santiago holds me in place without much effort. Rafael picks up the pace and starts pounding into my pussy and every thrust moves me against Santiago’s cock. All of us groan and moan at that.
The orgasms they denied me for so long start to build with force and my senses kick into overdrive. Every pant and harsh breath wheezes in my ears, every scent intensifies, and the yearning to bite down on anything blurs my mind.
“I… I can’t.” I pant and push harder against Santiago’s hold. “I’m going to bite something soon.”
“I’ve got you, little fangs,” Santiago purrs and changes his hold, so he’s bracketing my throat. Rafael growls and moves his hand in between us, brushing over my clit with every thrust.
Santiago’s hold around my throat tightens and I’m hurled over the edge, screaming my release. I smell blood but can’t turn my head, and Rafael keeps torturing my clit and pushing my orgasm higher and higher.
It’s only when he pulls back, licking his lips, that he lets me relax. I can’t say if he came in the midst of all that, but his cock jerks with my aftershocks. My eyes fall closed and a heavy wave of fatigue rolls over my body, making me slump against Santiago.
“Just relax, sweetheart,” Rafael murmurs and I feel him pulling out of me. I’m too tired to open my eyes even when he cleans me up with a warm towel. They move me onto the bed and someone pulls the covers over my shivering body. Suddenly, I’m cold and aching.
For one terrifying moment, I think I’m going to have another attack, but then Rafael climbs into the bed with me and the cold fades away. He lifts his wrist to my lips and my fangs glide into him without further prompting. I think I fall asleep somewhere between the third and fourth gulp.