The second she was free, she grabbed my cock, positioned herself above me, and slammed herself down on my cock. A hiss slipped between my lips. The impact knocked a sharp breath from my lungs, my head tipping back for a split-second before I looked up again.
Her eyes, bright, burning, wild, locked onto mine. There was no hesitation in them. No confusion. Just need and hunger.
She moved again, lifting and dropping with a force that made my jaw tighten, a low sound slipping out of me as I tried to keep pace with her rhythm.
Slamming down on me again, she made me bite my own lip, and blood ran free down my mouth. She surged forward, capturing my freshly bloodied lip between hers, sucking at the wound until her tongue went from frantic to languish.
“More,” she breathed, that first word breaking out of her like it had been trapped there too long. “More.”
My hands found her hips, gripping tight, grounding both of us as I pushed up to meet her. Her body reacted instantly, trembling, tightening around me in a way that made it harder to think, harder to do anything but follow her lead.
“Is that what you need?” I whispered against her skin as I fucked her tight, wet pussy. “This the kind ofmoreyou want?”
She didn’t answer with words.
Her head snapped back, a sound tearing out of her as her whole body arched, and then her fangs sank in. The bite came sudden and deep, pulling something sharp and electric through me that threw my hips off rhythm entirely.
Everything blurred after that.
I couldn’t get enough of her. Her scent, her blood, her body, her hunger. It consumed me, seeped into me, merging with everything I was. I could feel it happening between us, our hearts finding the same rhythm at last, beating together in perfect sync.
Then she broke away from my neck. Her body sagged forward, collapsing against me, a sound catching in her throat that wasn’t just need anymore. It was something rawer, strained.
“More,” she whispered again before a sob broke from her. Her eyes screwed up tight as she pleaded with me.
My hands stilled.
Panic snuck in, cutting through the haze. I didn’t know what she needed, what would fix this, what would steady her, but I knew this wasn’t enough.
Just as my hips began to slow down, my concern for her outweighing the animalistic need, I felt something thick and warm run along my cock and I jerked up.
“What the—” My head snapped up just as Rack moved in, his focus locked entirely on her. There was no hesitation in his movements, no second-guessing as his fingers moved deeper inside of her. Adjusting, grounding, steadying in a way I hadn’t managed yet.
Her reaction was immediate.
A breath left her, softer this time, almost relieved, as the tension in her body shifted. Her movements changed, becoming less frantic.
“More,” she murmured again, but it wasn’t the same anymore. There was direction in it now. Need, but with purpose.
Rack’s controlled, steady voice answered, guiding her through it.
“Relax. You’ll have all the more you want, my flame.”
Her whole body softened at his voice, and she began kissing along my chest as she purred like a fucking kitten. My handsadjusted, lifting her ass cheeks to give him a better view as I slowly pumped in and out of her alongside his fingers.
“Oh fuck,” he whispered, his fingers circling inside her, dragging them down along my cock. “You getting fucked is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.”
His breath hitched, and dark eyes looked at me over her shoulder. I didn't realize it at the time, but that was my warning.
The removal of his hand had her making a small, high-pitched sound in protest until he slowly worked the head of his cock alongside mine, inch by agonizing inch.
Her eyes flew open, her mouth parting wider and wider until she was caught in a silent cry of pleasure as he sank fully into her.
It wasn’t until he began to move that both Via and I lost control, our breathing turning ragged as sensation overwhelmed us, intense, consuming, heightened by how tightly she held him, how completely she drew him in.
My hands slid up her sides and settled over her chest, thumbs brushing over her nipples just to feel the way her body reacted. They hardened instantly, her back arching in response, a soft sound slipping from her lips as her body gave more.
I watched her closely as I started to move again because every reaction mattered.
