Captivated

ChapterEight

Angelina

When I reached the top of the stairs, I wasn’t certain which way to go. I decided on the right. I opened the first door and was surprised to see another huge living space. This was decked out in modern but comfortable seating, complete with the latest sound systems, and a huge wall-mounted TV screen. The furnishings were in creams and magnolias. A bright and airy room, but cosy too.

The next room was impressive, and I staggered back slightly on entry. It was dominated by the biggest bed I’d ever seen. It must have been the size of two king-sized beds joined together. It was a four-poster. The covers and soft furnishings were all varying shades of green. There were window seats in the two large windows. I imagined being curled up on one in between Luca and Salvatore. How romantic.

There were two big walk-in wardrobes. I was certain some women would’ve squealed and got excited about them. Not me, though. I couldn’t understand why, it was only a place to hang clothes, right? There was a door through to a completely over-the-top luxurious bathroom. There was a big sunken marble jacuzzi bath at its centre, almost large enough to swim in, two sinks, and a shower with enough room to hold a small party in.

I wandered around the rest of the floor to discover a study-cum-library. But it was the last room which really stole my breath. It was an artist’s studio, complete with everything an artist would require for painting. Paints, brushes, easels, frames, and so much more. There was a very large glass window in the ceiling, giving maximum light. The walls were all white, which helped even more with the light.

I felt a trail of tears trickle down my cheeks. The boys must have completed this for me. I understood they had many powers, including speed, but this just blew my mind. This was going to be our private annexe, and they’d done everything to make me feel at home there. Such devotion. Such love. How could I ever doubt the way I felt for them after viewing all of this? Once I walked out of the studio, I headed back to the bedroom. With nervous anticipation, I sat at the bottom of the bed.

“I’m ready,” I called out to them via the intimate route of telepathy.

Warmth touched my mind from them. And so I waited for Luca and Salvatore to claim my innocence.

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Salvatore

As soon as Angelina said the two words we’d been desperate to hear since we first saw her, we went with lightning speed to our bedroom. We knew her exact location by the strong scent of her pheromones. Her anticipation beat at us like a physical force.

“Are you ready, brother?” I asked Luca as we hovered outside the bedroom.

“Never been more eager than I am in this moment.”

I opened the door and my heart burned in my chest. Angelina sat on the bottom of the bed. A vision of utter beauty in her blue negligee. Her stunning auburn hair hung in waves of burnished flames down her back. Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes darkened with extreme longing. She stood up as we walked slowly towards her. Her clothing shimmered in the muted light of the room, the only indication that her body was trembling.

Luca’s intake of breath by my side distracted me. “I’ll put on some music. I have an idea to ensure she is relaxed.”

He headed over to the small speaker in the room and put on some slow, sexy music. We moved towards Angelina, each extending a hand to her. Once in our arms, we held her close. Me at her front, Luca at her back. We swayed in time to the sexy slow beat of the music. I laid gentle kisses over her face, ending on her lips. I claimed them with eagerness. Luca’s hands roamed up and down her arms as he nuzzled her neck with his lips. My hands cupped her silk-covered ass, squeezing her fleshy cheeks alternately. All the while, I swallowed up her moans in my kiss.

“My turn,” Luca growled in my mind.

We switched, our touches and kisses igniting flames amongst the three of us. Angelina had yet to learn how to keep her thoughts from us. We’d teach her later, but it was so arousing to sense exactly what she was experiencing. Revelling in her sensations of lust and want. My cock went ramrod stiff when she let loose her need for us to touch her breasts… and lower still.

“Let’s get her to the bed now, or I’ll take her where we stand.” The yearning in Luca’s voice almost set me off too.

We broke from our embrace and walked Angelina to the bed. She stood at the end, looking from me to Luca, and back again. Her lips were engorged from our kisses. We sensed her nervousness as she looked down at her feet.

“I don’t know how to…” Her words faltered.

“Let us take the lead. We will love you gently, bella.”

I smiled at Luca’s declaration. And yes, that was exactly what we’d do. We stood at either side of her and bent our mouths to her neck. We kissed her and lengthened our fangs, but only so we could graze her skin. We’d taken enough blood until we completed the bonding. We rested one hand on each of her ass cheeks, caressing them with teasing touches. Our free hands covered her breasts. She whimpered softly as we pulled on her already distended nipples. Over the centuries, we’d perfected the art of seducing women and knew each other’s moves intimately.

From then on, though, this woman would be the only one we’d ever touch. All our past experiences had led us to this beautiful human female. Each and every conquest had been a precursor to finding our mate. The love of our lives. Three of us bound together for eternity. Our hands left her breasts, covering her belly with possession. We teased the waistband of her matching silky shorts with our fingers.

“More. Please, more. I’m burning,” she pleaded, the sound so sexy it made us both groan with our collective longing.

Reluctantly, we moved away from her, allowing her to scoot up the bed. She lay down, her hair spilling over the pillow like gleaming copper. We took our shirts and jeans off, leaving our boxers on. A whimper slipped from Angelina as her eyes bulged at the sight of our erections. We crawled up the bed like predatory animals about to eat their prey. She squirmed on the bed in anticipation of our touch.

“Let us hear all your thoughts and desires, bella. We will do the same for you. So you can know how much you turn us on.”

Luca was much more of a sweet talker than I was. “About time you learned from the master.”

I grinned inwardly. We lay beside her, both side on, and rested our heads on one hand, elbows resting on the bed as her breasts heaved up and down inside her nightie. Even though the shorts were loose and floaty, they now clung to her saturated sex. The outline of her swollen clit tormented us.

“Take off your nightie,” I requested in a hoarse whisper.

She sat up and undid the ties at the front. Four little bows. All that kept her breasts hidden from us. Angelina shrugged out of the garment, displaying her creamy globes of flesh to us. Her deep pink nipples were hard, beckoning us to touch them.

“Lie back down and take off your shorts.” Luca’s words were gruff.

She shimmied out of them. I took them from her and inhaled her musk. “Oh, fuck. You smell so good. Here, Luca.” I handed the wet, sticky garment to my brother.

He went one step beyond, which I knew he would. After inhaling her scent, he ran his tongue over the wetness and sucked on the silk. He growled like a hungry animal. Angelina’s eyes flitted from me to Luca. She squirmed and clamped her thighs together.

“Too late to hide how good you taste from us, bella. You are going to drive us both insane,” I warned her.

I wanted this to go fast, but at the same time, I enjoyed the slow burn of the build-up to what I knew would be totally mind-blowing sex.

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