His dirty words send a surge of wetness straight to my panties, and I whimper around Ethan’s cock.
“Holy fuck. I’m going to come.” Ethan reaches for my head instinctively, but Grayson slaps his hands away.
“No,” my vampire growls. “You’ll take what I give you.”
Ethan’s cock twitches in my mouth, and I know that he likes this little game we’re playing. He likes it a lot.
Grayson’s fist tightens in my hair, and he yanks my head back, pulling me off Ethan’s shaft. I suck in a harrowed breath as tears stream down my face.
“Have you fucked this perfect pussy yet?” Grayson asks, his husky tone almost casual as he helps me up and smooths a hand down my ass cheek.
He absently fingers the lace there before giving it a hard tug. The panties snap in half, and he tosses them aside.
“N-no,” Ethan stutters, his eyes roaming over me with stark desire.
“Do you want to?” One of Grayson’s fingers teases my slit, the softest of caresses, and I moan, my eyelashes fluttering.
“Yessss.” I push myself against him, and his low chuckle fills the room.
“Look at how responsive she is. She’s such a good little whore,” he praises as he continues to gently trace the seam of my pussy lips. “What about you, Ethan? Are you a good whore?”
Grayson’s question has wetness dripping down my thighs. I’ve never heard him like this before. The first and only time we had sex, it was slow and romantic, a merging of souls. But this…
Ethan whimpers and stares at me hungrily, desire evident in his eyes.
“Yes,” he whispers.
“Yes?” Grayson asks.
“Yes, I’m a good whore.” He swallows, a muscle in his throat bobbing.
Grayson leans close until his lips are directly beside my ear. “Is this okay, baby? Do you want him to fuck your sweet pussy while I fuck your mouth?”
Holy fuck.
“Yes.” I wiggle my ass, wanting his finger to finally slide inside of me. “God, yes.”
“And you?” Grayson directs this at Ethan. “Is that what you want?”
Ethan licks his lips. “Yes. Fuck yes. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
Grayson plants a tender kiss to my neck, directly over my rapidly pounding pulse, and I can feel his smile stretch against my skin.
“Such good little whores,” he praises, and I practically preen.
Grayson releases me and grabs my hand. At first, I’m confused by what he’s doing, but when he leads me to the bed, I understand. He doesn’t want my first time with Ethan to be on the floor in an unfamiliar room.
He claims my lips in a hungry kiss as he gently pushes me onto the bed. When he pulls away, I’m gasping for air, desperate for more. For everything.
“Ethan, come here,” Grayson instructs as he climbs onto the bed beside me, and Ethan hesitantly steps up to the foot of the bed, his hard cock brushing his stomach. “Get on your knees.”
“My knees?” Ethan slowly drops down until he’s on the floor at the foot of the bed.
“You need to get our girl warmed up,” Grayson explains as he grabs one of my tits, squeezing it. “Why don’t you lick her sweet pussy?”
Ethan swallows, and his gaze automatically dips to the space between my legs.
“Put her thighs over your shoulders,” Grayson continues, his fingers tweaking my over-sensitive nipple. When Ethan does as instructed, Grayson purrs, “Good boy.”
