Page 41 of Bonded Through Bite

“Again,” Santiago whispers in my ear. Rafael slides a second finger inside me and all I can do is moan. I burrow my fingers into his hair and guide his head back to my pussy.

Santiago never ceases to tease my nipples and then they start timing things. Rafael flicks my clit and Santiago pinches my nipples. Santiago nips my ear or throat and Rafael thrusts his fingers inside me. Slowly, the second orgasm creeps closer.

I’m so, so close when Rafael lifts his head and locks eyes with me. “You taste so good, Samantha,” he says and licks his lips.

“No! Don’t stop,” I wail.

“He will, again and again, until you don’t know up from down,” Santiago rumbles behind me. I try to twist free, but Rafael dives down and suckles my clit hard and I scream. He throws me back to the edge so fast, my head spins.

And true to Santiago’s threat, they keep me hovering on that sharp edge, not letting me fall over, not letting me cool down. Their hands and mouths are everywhere, causing sparks of pleasure. I think I’m begging by the time Rafael crawls up my body.

He takes his time, stopping to kiss my breasts and lick my nipples. Every swipe of his tongue corresponds to my throbbing clit and once again, I try to twist free. Santiago is having none of it and this time it’s his finger torturing my clit.

“Please, please, please,” I moan and lift my hips. Finally, Rafael gives in and moves up. His cock sinks into my pussy slowly, stretching me. It feels so good, I sob.

“Hell,” Santiago murmurs. He feels like a rock against my back.

“Heaven,” Rafael counters and takes my lips with a sweet kiss. Every thrust is slow enough to make me feel everything and it all overwhelms me. Once again, an orgasm teases me, but they keep it just out of reach. Rafael slows his movement even more and Santiago gentles his touch.

I twist and turn, but Santiago holds me in place without much effort. Rafael picks up the pace and starts pounding into my pussy and every thrust moves me against Santiago’s cock. All of us groan and moan at that.

The orgasms they denied me for so long start to build with force and my senses kick into overdrive. Every pant and harsh breath wheezes in my ears, every scent intensifies, and the yearning to bite down on anything blurs my mind.

“I… I can’t.” I pant and push harder against Santiago’s hold. “I’m going to bite something soon.”

“I’ve got you, little fangs,” Santiago purrs and changes his hold, so he’s bracketing my throat. Rafael growls and moves his hand in between us, brushing over my clit with every thrust.

Santiago’s hold around my throat tightens and I’m hurled over the edge, screaming my release. I smell blood but can’t turn my head, and Rafael keeps torturing my clit and pushing my orgasm higher and higher.

It’s only when he pulls back, licking his lips, that he lets me relax. I can’t say if he came in the midst of all that, but his cock jerks with my aftershocks. My eyes fall closed and a heavy wave of fatigue rolls over my body, making me slump against Santiago.

“Just relax, sweetheart,” Rafael murmurs and I feel him pulling out of me. I’m too tired to open my eyes even when he cleans me up with a warm towel. They move me onto the bed and someone pulls the covers over my shivering body. Suddenly, I’m cold and aching.

For one terrifying moment, I think I’m going to have another attack, but then Rafael climbs into the bed with me and the cold fades away. He lifts his wrist to my lips and my fangs glide into him without further prompting. I think I fall asleep somewhere between the third and fourth gulp.

Chapter Fifteen

Santiago

Watching Rafael cradle Samantha while she sleeps tugs something in my chest. She feels so tiny compared to both of us. Not that she’s short, but there’s something fragile about her. I’m willing to bet that’s been driving Rafael crazy. It stirs the need to protect in me too, and I’ve just met her.

It’s the perfect illusion, really. Somehow, she smashed through an enchanted door without effort. Just stumbled through it and, according to Rafael, she smashed past all the doors in the safe level too. If that’s true, she is strong, incredibly so. And then there’s her venom.

If she had attacked me the same way, I’m not sure I could have shrugged the effects off like Rafael. I’m older and tougher, but I have my doubts that she would have floored me for days. Changelings should not be able to affect their makers at all, and yet I can still see the faint scars on Rafael’s chest.

I wonder if it would be better if I just left, but I haven’t even managed to get out of this fucking bed. I glance at Rafael and meet his eyes over Samantha’s head. He seems more settled now that she’s resting peacefully.

“So you are staying?” he asks, sounding resigned, and I can’t help but smile.

“If she doesn’t kick me out.”

“I doubt that,” Rafael says quietly and smooths his hand over Samantha’s hair.

“She’s two days young, Rafael. All of this could be the lust haze,” I force myself to point out.

Rafael chuckles under his breath. “Oh, this is tame. You should have seen her when she got in the mood as a human.”

That makes me pause and take in the creature in Rafael’s arms in a new light. She did traipse into the room with us barely dressed, and I don’t believe for a second that it was by accident. She’s pissed and she devised a plan to get back at Rafael.