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“But. . .will it make you happy, Xander?”
“If my queen is happy, then I am overjoyed.”
Ian spoke, “It is the power of a queen, Camille.”
I groaned. “Turn around.”
She blinked.
“Now, Queen.”
She trembled and then turned around, putting her back to me.
“What will you have us do, Queen?” Slipping her red hair to the side, I nibbled at the arc of her neck. Next, I brushed my fangs along her shoulder.
She shuddered.
I walked my fingers down the delicate path of her spine and then caressed the lush curve of her ass. “We’re at your command tonight.”
She gasped as I dipped my fingers between her ass.
My cock jumped in my pants. I had to free it and enter her soon, so soon.
I gestured for Ian to kiss her.
He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
She trembled and glanced back at me. “Xander?”
“It’s okay.” I tenderly squeezed her ass some more.
All mine.
I longed to bite her everywhere. “We’ll stop when you tell us.”
“But—”
“Xander is correct.” Ian gently took off her robe, giving us more access to her body. “You must lead this moment. We’ll go as far as you desire.”
She whispered, “I’m still not sure this is something we should do.”
“If you could hear your blood the way we do, you would recognize that there is no need to deny this.” My skin prickled as soon as I caught the scent of her arousal. “Your pussy is hungry for the both of us. Let us feed that sweet warmth.”
Finally, she surrendered, and we began exploring her body, taking turns to experience different parts of her skin. Ian kissed and licked her neck while I ran my hands down the small of her back.
She whimpered.
What is he doing to her?
I glanced over her side. Ian had scooted down until his head rested between her legs.
Hmmm.
His tongue flickered between her pussy like a starved vampire on the brink of madness.
How long has he dreamed of licking my queen?
A sly smirk came to my face, knowing that her pussy was all mine. There would never be a need to dream or yearn about. It was all mine to take. Mine to please.
With that endearing fact, I seized her full breasts and circled her nipples with my fingertips. They’d been soft, but now they hardened.
She moaned.
I squeezed both nipples at the same time. My fangs ached in my gums as I slowly twisted those stiff points from side to side. “How does that feel, my queen?”
“Oh Ambi! So good.”
I yearned to get in front of her and suck on her nipples.
Grumbling exploded from Ian’s chest. He remained between her legs. His licking transformed to lapping. The sound of his tongue slapping against her clit flooded the space.
“Oh! Oh!”
Hmmm.
Even though it wasn’t me making her moan, I relished in the noise, nonetheless. My cock stretched the fabric of my pants.
“Be careful, Ian.” I grinned. “Your tongue may never desire anything else but that taste. It’ll be disgusted with wine and blood.”
He ceased and licked his lips. “I was already addicted from just one lick.”
“Then you’re more hopeless than me.” I pushed my claws out of my fingertips and let the sharp points circle her nipples some more.
Camille shivered.
Ian revisited his feast while I pondered how I could get those stiff nipples in my mouth.
Camille’s body quaked as I fondled her breasts and Ian devoured her pussy.
My desire swelled as I felt her body’s shivers. “Are you enjoying this?”
“Yes, King.”
Grinning, I nibbled at her neck and scraped it with the tip of my fangs until she shivered. “What do you want from us now?”
“Take your cocks out.” Hunger coated Camille’s voice. “Please. I have to feel them in my hands, on my skin, and inside of me now.”
Dear Ambi!
I quickly moved away, unsnapped my buttons, and wrenched down my pants at the rate of a vampire insane with blood lust. Then, I lay back down.
Rustling sounded from Ian’s direction.
I peeked over.
He sat up. His two huge cocks pointed her way.
My heartbeat faltered for a second.
Hold on. Where will everything go?
Camille cleared her throat, no doubt wondering the same thing. “I’ve never done anything like this before. How will I...manage with so many cocks? I’m only one queen.”
“It is your decision.” Ian stroked both of his cocks with his hands. Each time he reached the swollen tips, he paused for a few seconds and squeezed.
Shivering, Camille twisted my way, lying on her back. “And where do you want to put your cock?”
A growl emitted from my mouth, not one that signaled fear, but a noise that told her I’d be happy to enter her any way possible.
She smirked. “That’s not an answer.”
“You’re a naughty one.”
“Yes, I am.” Her gaze fell to my cock.
Ian spied my length and chuckled. “By Ambi, you’re more like Nai than I thought.”
I frowned. “What?”
“He was hung like a wild horse, too.”
