Desiree Holt - Caught in the Middle

The soft, sensual dance she did against him was sweet torture, and he found himself drowning in her explosive heat. With his eyes still shut, he slid a single finger inside her at the same time he pierced her neck. The warm gush of blood flooded his mouth, and he drank deeper from her, at the same time he invaded the hollow spaces of her mind, lulling her into an erotic trance with the ancient song of the Vampese , used for centuries to mesmerize and seduce.

She rocked against Gabe, her sharp cry muffled by Roarke’s mouth, who’d deepened his kiss. Her legs buckled, and she probably would have collapsed had Gabe not tightened his grip on her. Gabe slowly retracted his fangs, and swiped his tongue across the tiny pinpricks that marred her silky skin as he gently withdrew his finger from the clenching warmth of her pussy. Still holding her against him, he gently lowered them both to the floor so that she sat with her back against his chest, and her legs spread.

Roarke, soon followed, dropping to his knees before her, and with the practiced hands of a modern day Casanova , he undid her pants and tugged them from her body within seconds, dragging her panties off in the process.

She bent her legs at the knees, and Gabe couldn’t resist stroking his hand once again through the slick heat of her sex.

“Open for Roarke,” he whispered against her ear, but he needn’t have said a word. She sat, nestled in the crook of Gabe’s body, her legs already spread, with his fingers parting the lips of her sex.

Roarke grasped her thighs with his large hands, spreading her even wider before he lowered his head to drink from her honeyed cunt.

“Roarke,” she hissed, her body arching against Gabe’s as she slid one arm behind her head, to wrap around his neck and tangle in his hair, while the other gripped Roarke’s head, clenching tight against his scalp until her knuckles reddened.

Gabe lowered his head to that small space at the base of her throat, but this time he didn’t bestow upon her the săruta d’vampese , the vampire’s kiss. With dusk just on the horizon, he could already feel her temperature climbing as she drew closer to her heat. He’d purposely awakened her arousal before the full moon, so when she entered full blown heat, she wouldn’t be quite so ravenous. But the more blood he siphoned from her before that time came, the more aggressive she would be when it happened, as her body fought to find its equilibrium.

She rocked against him, her hips thrusting upwards driving her closer and closer to Roarke’s hungry mouth.

“That’s it Collette, come for us. Come against Roarke’s mouth.”

His heated words seemed to set off a maelstrom within her, and she erupted like a geyser, her body jerking wildly as she let out a hoarse sob.

Roarke pinned her against Gabe, who held her tight, cradling her body as it shuddered violently until the waves of her orgasm eventually receded.

She slumped against Gabe, panting wildly as she sat there in a daze, and he lifted her into his arms and carried her into her bedroom with Roarke at his heels.

Pushing inside the master bedroom, he laid her atop the crisp golden comforter of her king-sized bed, resting her back against the fluffy white pillows. She was boneless and weak, and she wobbled slightly nearly tipping over, still riding the euphoria of her climax. But he steadied her, before gently coaxing her out of the rest her clothing.

From what he already knew, and the little pieces Collette had filled in about the entire process, he knew time was now of the essence. But still he took just a moment to rake his gaze over her lush body, drinking in the gentle flare of her hips, and her full breasts that openly teased him with their berry ripe nipples that jutted forward. He couldn’t resist tweaking one, and he grinned at the sound of her soft gasp.

The soft swish of clothing dropping to the floor dragged him back to the present, and he glanced out the window at the pale, silver moonlight, streaming through the parted curtains. Roarke padded across the room, stopping at the edge of the bed, the streaks of moonlight illuminating the muscled planes of his naked body.

“Hurry up, Gabe,” Roarke said.

He nodded at his friend as he quickly shrugged out of his own clothing, tossing his garments aside, before joining Collette atop the bed. He ran his hands along her smooth, brown thighs while the mattress shifted under Roarke’s weight as he lifted himself onto the bed with them.

“Get on your hands and knees, Collette,” Gabe whispered hoarsely, his voice shaking slightly with the intensity of his desire that roared through his veins.

She didn’t hesitate to obey his command as she scrambled onto all fours, her rounded backside high in the air.

A low groan rumbled in Gabe’s throat as he moved behind her, gently caressing the full globes of her ass. Roarke kneeled in front of her, tangling one hand in her hair, his gaze fixed solely on Collette, who was poised above his lengthening erection, her mouth only inches from the tip of Roarke’s dick.

While she was fixated on Roarke, Gabe speared her cunt with two fingers, coating them with her juices, before gently probing the tight ring of her anus.

She stiffened against his invasion, but she didn’t pull away as he worked his fingers deeper within her, stretching her rectum until he was sure she could take his girth without causing her any pain.

Grasping the base of his cock in his hand, he pushed the tip against her puckered hole, slowly feeding her his length until the unyielding muscles of her rectum enveloped his cock like a warm, wet fist.

Shutting his eyes, he gripped her hips, struggling to calm his racing heart as he fought the urge to spurt. Every one of his senses was overloaded with her, the smell, taste, feel of her, and he was powerless to stop the assault she unknowingly waged against his iron will of control.

When he was sure he wouldn’t embarrass himself, he opened his eyes to meet Roarke’s questioning gaze. He nodded, signalling that he was alright, and then he said the single word that would hurl them all headfirst into that shadowed abyss, where there was only the intensity of sensation, and untold pleasure.

“Now.”

In the recesses of her mind she heard Gabe’s hushed command, but it was faint as blood pumped wildly through her veins and roared in her ears, shutting out all thought.

Her body, which had been doing a slow burn was now aflame with hunger, and she was powerless to stop it. The Call hit her swiftly, powerfully, and she trembled as her sex clenched violently.

Like vampires needed to feed, she needed to fuck.

“Take him into your mouth, Collette. Satisfy the beast that lives within you.” This time she heard Gabe’s command, which was spoken both aloud and directly into her mind.

At this point, she was so mindless with need, Gabe’s words were unnecessary, but she heeded them as she curled her fingers around Roarke’s thick length and parted her lips to draw him within her mouth.

Bolts of electricity arced between all three of them with the joining of their bodies, and harsh groans erupted around her as both men were struck with a powerful jolt that heightened their arousal.

They both swelled within her, their hard lengths expanding as they pushed forward, burying their cocks deep within her at a pulsing, pounding rhythm that for now appeased the hunger that tore at her.

Gabe ploughed into her from behind, his stiff erection pushing past the tight ring of muscles within her anus, sending sharp needles of pleasure pain sizzling down her spine.

She rocked against him, matching his rhythm, but in no way did it interfere with the pace she set herself, as she bobbed her head back and forth along Roarke’s hard rod.