I obey without thinking. Wolf’s blood is like drinking pure fire. I might find that ironic later. Maybe. Right now, it’s yet another sensation on the heels of so much. The lightning from Malachi isn’t completely gone and the fire dances with it, sending shivers through me. I gasp, belatedly realizing Wolf’s wound has healed. I start to look at him, but he’s already moved down to my breasts again. He pulls one nipple into his mouth as Malachi shoves his tongue inside me.
The dual sensations bow my back. “Oh gods.”
I reach for Wolf, but Rylan catches my wrists and presses them back to the bed. It causes him to loom over me, and I might be out of my mind, but I swear his gaze drops to my mouth for a long moment before he drags it back to my eyes. “I’m going to touch you now.”
It takes two tries to form words. “You’re touching me right now.”
“Not like this.”
Malachi swirls his tongue around my clit and I have to close my eyes for a long moment. When I finally drag them open again, Rylan is still bent over me. Waiting for permission, I realize. I’ve already agreed to this, to all of it, but I nod slowly. “Okay.”
I don’t know what to expect. Most of my body is covered with Wolf and Malachi right now. There isn’t much space left for Rylan. But he surprises the hell out of me when he leans down and kisses me.
Just like that, everything changes.
17
Malachi keeps licking my pussy as if he’ll never get enough, but every time I get close to the edge, he retreats. It’s agonizing. It’s glorious. Wolf lavishes my breasts with attention, but it’s as if he and Malachi can communicate without words. Every time Malachi backs off, Wolf does the same, gentling his nips and kisses to almost nothing.
And Rylan?
Rylan kisses me like he never needs to breathe. The slow slide of his tongue against mine mimics Malachi’s against my clit, almost perfectly in sync. It’s so good and nowhere near enough.
They overwhelm me, moving with such synchronization, it’s as if they’ve done this before. Maybe they have. And through it all, Malachi and Wolf’s power thrums through me, making me feel weightless and yet all too present in my body. I have the frenzied thought that I could fly, just levitate directly off this bed and shoot out the window to dance with the stars.
Malachi brings me to the edge again and lifts his head. I fight against Rylan’s hold, fight to reach for Malachi and force him back to my aching pussy. I arch back, breaking the kiss the tiniest amount. “Please.” My voice is rough and I’m damn near sobbing. “Please, no more.”
The vampires pause. Wolf drags his mouth along the underside of my breast. “Dibs on her ass.”
“What?”
But they aren’t listening. Rylan shifts back, using his grip on my wrists to pull me up from the bed. Malachi rolls onto his back, taking me with him, and I end up perched above his face with Rylan kneeling in front of me. I blink at them. “Um.”
“Trust me.” Malachi gives my pussy one last thorough kiss and then retreats.
The mattress dips as Wolf moves to my back and Rylan releases one hand to press it between my shoulder blades, easing me down until my face presses against the mattress. The new position leaves my ass in the air, leaves me completely vulnerable, but I can’t bring myself to care. My body pulses in time with my heartbeat. I’m so wound up, it won’t take much to shove me over the edge. I’ve never been denied like this, never been played with like this.
I think I love it.
Something cool and wet spreads down my ass, and I barely have a chance to understand what’s happening when a hard cock presses to that tight entrance. I tense. I can’t help it. “Wait.”
Wolf—because it is Wolf at my back—hesitates. “Relax, love.”
Yeah, not likely. I start to lift my head, but Rylan shifts his hand to my hair. I tense further, expecting… I’m not sure what I expect. It’s not for him to run his fingers through my hair. It feels good, almost like comfort, but surely I’m misunderstanding. He keeps doing it and gentles his grip on my wrist. “Breathe, Mina. Relax. Let him in.”
I take a breath, and then another. Slowly, oh so slowly, my muscles relax one by one. Wolf strokes my hips, my ass, the small of my back. “That’s it, love. Let me in.” He eases a little more into me.
I’m not sure if I expect pain, but it’s more of a strange fullness. Nothing like when he and Malachi fucked my pussy. But not unpleasant. I take another breath and relax completely, giving myself over to this.