Page 85 of Mage Massacres

“Are you frustrated?” my vampire whispered in my ear, his cheek touching mine. “How many times will you cum for us?”

“Seven,” Briggs answered, burying his face between my legs.

His beard tickled my thighs as he made broad strokes with his tongue. When he lost the last sliver of patience he had, he sucked at my clit as his fingers rendered me fucking speechless.

“I think we can do better than that,” Novak bartered.

A sharp point touched my neck, his lips caressing as the scent of my blood filled the room. I moaned, a slight whine in my tone as a single drop of venom flowed through my veins. But it was enough to launch me over the first edge with no time to enjoy the build-up.

They were controlling my orgasms, not letting my mind wander away from the here and now.

“Six,” Briggs commented, his voice muffled against my skin.

“You set the bar too low,” Novak informed him, moving to my right nipple.

I gasped, my entire body quivering as they started over. My wolf tucked his arms under my thighs, wrapping around them to hold me still. Novak pierced the tissue of my breast, sucking as Briggs stroked his fingers faster.

“Slow down,” I breathlessly demanded, though I wasn’t sure if I meant it or not.

My back arched, my core clamping around nothing as Briggs pulled away. A stream of, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” left my mouth, my mind unable to form any other words.

As my body settled down, I placed my hands on my cheeks, narrowing my eyes at their silent conversation. Briggs raised a brow at me, and Novak playfully frowned. The downward tilt of his lips didn’t hide the humor in his eyes.

Briggs picked me up, manhandling me as he stretched across the bed. I perched atop his abs, reaching behind me to grip his shaft. I slid down until just his tip was inside me before lifting myself up. Novak’s hands on my shoulders kept me from moving far, his chest vibrating against my back as he chuckled.

“No, Trouble. Not today.”

My wolf thrust, filling me in one swift motion that took my breath away. He leaned up, catching my left nipple between his teeth before rolling his tongue around. His abs flexed, grinding into my clit with each pass.

Novak played in my cum, spreading it along my seam as his fingers loosened my star—pucker. He grinned against my shoulder, biting into the muscle as he slowly pushed inside my ass.

I clenched around them as the venom hit my bloodstream in a thicker dose, more nonsensical words falling from my lips as I came again. They groaned, but kept going, riding my trembling body through the aftershocks.

And I needed a break. A fifteen-minute timeout. A tag-team partner… Just something before I ended up getting my wish.

My skin was fire and ice, the pleasure so forceful that it became a stinging sensation, burning where we touched. My core tightened again, much too soon, but I couldn’t attempt control until the aphrodisiac had fled my system.

As I felt myself drawing near another release, I pried Novak’s left arm away from my chest to nip at his wrist. Then I reached for Briggs’ hand, a second dose renewing his arousal.

“Barbie,” he reprimanded, his teeth grinding together as we hurtled toward orgasms.

“Godsdammit, Trouble.”

Novak slapped my thigh, and I tumbled into an inferno, gushing as I screamed.

Once we had caught our breath, I chuckled quietly to myself… Which was not the correct thing to do.

Briggs glanced over my shoulder with a barely perceptible nod of his head. Novak’s hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing to get attention.

“We weren’t done, Trouble.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

“I guess we should start over,” Briggs suggested, his gaze challenging me to deny them.

“At least she can tell the mage there was some punishment for breaking his rules,” Novak mused.

The realization that I was a canary caught between two cats had me biting my lip, but I didn’t dare stop them.

We collapsed on the bed, having worked our way across half of the surfaces in my vampire’s suite.