Page 40 of Bonded Through Bite

“We could distract her with fucking. I bet you could get a few sips in then,” Santiago says, lifting his lips from mine. Embarrassingly, I whine at the loss of the touch and he runs his hands soothingly over my arms.

“I’m not sure I can share her and keep my own jealousy under control,” Rafael mutters. “It would be the first time after…”

“You two haven’t…” Santiago sounds shocked.

“No, we haven’t.”

“Maybe it would be a good thing to set the sharing as a precedent,” I huff, since they have both stopped kissing me.

“Sweetheart,” Rafael groans.

“Little fangs, have some mercy on the man,” Santiago says.

“I’m not feeling merciful. I’m feeling needy and ignored. Not a good combination, considering I was turned against my will,” I grumble.

Really, you would think they would get it by now. Neither of them has been surprised by my sex drive, so I assume it’s normal for new vampires to be horny. What I don’t understand is why they aren’t doing anything about it.

“I forgot about that,” Santiago says and drops a kiss to my temple. “Why did you do it, Rafael?”

“She was dying. I made a choice.”

“I was willing to die,” I say, ice clear in my tone.

“Fine, I’ll share.” Rafael quickly changes the subject and grabs hold of my jaw. “You won’t bite either of us, understood?” His command presses on me, but I don’t fight it.

“Yes.”

“Are you sure this is what you want, Samantha?”

“Yes.”

“Right then. I need to drink from Santiago. Do you think you can stay under control then?”

“You keep asking the same question. I don’t know.”

“Well, we are going to find out.” Santiago chuckles and pulls his shirt over his head. I was right about the state of his muscles; they are delicious.

Rafael gets rid of his clothes altogether and I can’t help the sigh that escapes at the sight. He’s just so hot. Santiago keeps his pants on and I quirk a brow at him after I manage to tear my eyes from Rafael.

“I’m just the meal this time around, darling. I wouldn’t dream of butting in between.”

“Yes, you would.” Rafael chuckles.

“Well, true. But I won’t. Not this time around.”

“The night is still young,” I say, winking at Santiago, and he smirks.

“It’s almost morning, darling. We need to tuck you in soon.”

“I don’t wanna,” I whine and Rafael interrupts me with a kiss.

“It’s all right, sweetheart. We are going to make sure you are too tired to fight the sleep,” he whispers against my lips and then pushes the shirt off my shoulders. His hands explore my body at a leisurely pace and Santiago joins in.

Together, they settle me reclining between his legs and Rafael leans over me. Santiago whispers dirty things he would like to do to me into my ear and Rafael slowly kisses his way down my stomach. I hook my legs over Santiago’s to give Rafael better access.

He obliges and I moan at the feel of his tongue teasing my clit. Santiago adds to the sensation by kissing my neck. I can feel his fangs against my throat and arch against them. Instead of biting down, he pulls back and makes his way up to my ear with tiny flicks.

Between their tongues teasing me, I lose focus. Santiago cups my breasts and rolls my nipples between his fingers, and Rafael gently pushes a finger into me. The first orgasm hits me out of nowhere and leaves me floating.