Claim Me (Body Scenes 4)

So much for keeping the upper hand for more than a minute. She could knock him off the mountain with her mouth on his cock, but he could retaliate with animal magnetism.

He knew the game she played, apparently. He said, “I want you on all fours.”

“And what about what I want?” she countered.

His grin was downright wicked. “Oh I’ll give you what you want. Anything and everything. Starting now.”

Oh.

Exhilaration burst deep in her cunt. Anticipation teased her nipples tight. And good old-fashioned lust made her do exactly as he instructed. She crawled onto the sofa on all fours. He moved behind her, one knee on the cushion, the other foot on the floor to brace himself. He palmed an ass cheek with a large hand while the fingers of the other one caressed her labia, then rubbed her clit.

Jane had to admit, if a girl was going to give up some of her sexual power, this was certainly a pleasurable way in which to do it.

Jude’s touch was much more forceful than Cray’s. It had an edgy quality to it. A dark intensity as powerful and evocative as his fierce passion. He pushed two fingers into her wet pussy and stroked her inner walls with confidence and the same possessiveness Cray had demonstrated with his post-coital hug.

They’d have to work on the semantics a bit to ease some of this territorial behavior. Not that she minded how they each claimed her. But in this unexpected and unusual threesome, they all belonged to one another now.

When Jude worked a third finger into her narrow cunt, she moaned. His other hand left her ass and moved around to the front of her. He fingered her clit in time with the quick stroking of her pussy.

Jane gripped the armrest of the sofa to steady herself against his aggressive ministrations and the vibrating of her body. She responded vehemently to his assertive, alpha nature. It was thrilling and a tiny bit dangerous to allow him to have so much control over her. But…the thrill factor definitely reigned supreme.

Sharp breaths of air pushed from lungs that hadn’t functioned at full capacity since she’d become a vampire. Her fingernails ripped the cushioned armrest of the sofa as she clawed at it. Throaty moans and strangled cries of pleasure filled the quiet room. It was soundproofed, luckily, though there were speakers to bring in the club’s house music when wanted.

Just as Jude took her right to the edge, he withdrew his fingers.

“Oh no fair,” Jane whined in a breathless voice. “I was so close.”

She glanced at him over her shoulder to find a very interesting look on his devilishly handsome face. A cross between arousal and amusement.

He was good at this power game.

“Fine,” she murmured. “Have your way with me.”

Triumphant, he said, “I don’t think you’ll complain.”

“I know I won’t complain.” She shivered with an eagerness that gripped her very soul. “Do it,” she told him. “Take me.”

She didn’t have to ask him twice. His visage changed to that dark, edgy expression she found so dynamic and titillating. He clasped her waist, his large hands nearly encircling it. The fleeting seconds between the tip of his cock pressing against her anus and his shaft thrusting deep into her were excruciatingly long.

Jane cried out as a wave of all new and explosive sensations rocked her.

Jude stilled.

She hissed.

He chuckled. “Just making sure I didn’t hurt you.”

“Stop checking,” she said through the haze of erotic feelings coursing through her.

He did as he was told. He pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust back in, again and again.

Jane shredded the armrest with her nails. At one point, her fangs sank into the cushion as she lifted her ass high in the air for Jude to fill. As he moved inside her, both of his hands slid to the front of her. Two long fingers penetrated her pussy, stroking quickly and forcefully. The pads of two other fingers worked her clit.

Jane’s back arched and her ass ground against his pelvis. There was absolutely no way to process all the mind-blowing sensations racing through her at once. So she literally held onto the damaged sofa for dear life and let him take her to all new heights of desire.

“That’s it,” she told him. “Oh God, fuck me hard.”

He did, and within seconds, she was coming again, screaming his name.