“Don't be so impatient, my love.” Arys released the clasp on my bra so that my br**sts spilled free. “We have all night.”
“I can't wait much longer. The energy … it's too much.” I moaned when Shaz bent to draw one of my ni**les into his mouth. The sensation of his massive fangs against my skin was heavenly as he licked and sucked the sensitive point.
Arys' fingers played in my hair as he watched Shaz worship my br**sts. I squirmed on the couch between them. It didn't take much for either of these men to get me hot and bothered. Together, they turned me into a wanton vixen.
The touch of Shaz' tongue on my ni**les was driving me crazy. The throb between my thighs built steadily. I was more than ready, and yet, they weren't ready to fulfill my need. It was almost enough to drive me into a frenzy. I wasn't ready to beg, yet.
I was just beginning to wonder about the couch being sturdy enough when Shaz stood up. Grasping my hands, he pulled me up with him. Arys reached for my leggings, gently pushing them down over my hips until they pooled on the floor at my feet. My thong panties were next. When I stood naked before them, I began to feel vulnerable.
Before I could tell them to hurry up and get those clothes off, Shaz picked me up in his strong arms.
“Bedroom,” he said, as if that one word explained everything. Perhaps it did.
Arys followed us, ambling slowly down the stairs to my room. I looked back at him over Shaz' shoulder.
“Get those pants off, mister. I won't be denied.”
He raised a dark eyebrow and smirked. “You're hardly in any position to be giving orders. In fact, I think you will be in whatever position we choose for you.”
“Do you promise?” I asked playfully.
We entered the bedroom, and Shaz set me in the middle of the bed. “I can guarantee it,” he replied. He stepped back out of reach and slowly began to peel his shirt off. I watched as he revealed smooth, hard abs and a chest that beckoned for my touch.
Arys came to stand at the end of the bed. He stared down at me for a long moment, flames of desire burning in his blue eyes. My breath caught when he crawled onto the bed. Nudging my legs apart, he ran his tongue around my navel in a way that was absolutely delightful. I had to concentrate on breathing to avoid holding my breath in anticipation.
My eyes were on Shaz as Arys licked a warm, moist path down my abdomen to the trim narrow patch of dark hair. From there he bit at my inner thighs, and I trembled. Shaz was gloriously nude when he approached the bed. I reached for him, and he stretched out alongside me.
I ran my hands over his hard chest, reveling in the feel of him pressed close. He nuzzled me, pressing his face to my neck. I flinched when Arys bit my thigh. His tongue soothed the sting of pain. Shaz' hands were all over me as he nipped my neck. I got the feeling that he wanted to taste my blood, which wasn't the usual for him. Likely, Arys'
bloodlust was swaying his desires.
Bringing his face to mine, Shaz plunged his tongue into my mouth at the same moment that Arys tasted me. My body jerked, and I clung to Shaz with desperation. I sucked on his tongue, fighting the urge to bite it. Arys delved deep inside me, licking me slowly from top to bottom and back up again. I cried out when he sucked at my clit.
Shaz stroked my hair with one hand and gently rubbed my ni**les with the other.
My brain was on overload at the flurry of sensations. Their hands and mouths sought to consume me, and I wanted them to. I writhed beneath their dedicated attentions, and Arys held my hips to limit my movement. He attacked my sensitive nub until I was ending each cry with a small howl or snarl.
I trailed a hand down Shaz' body until I felt his hard shaft. It lay against him, reaching his bellybutton. Encircling it with my hand, I began to stroke him in a slow, steady rhythm. He sucked in his breath and threw his head back. I loved the effect that I had on him.
His soft caresses over my upper body sent shivers down my spine. Paired with Arys'
hungry attention, I lost my grip on self-control. The power that Arys and I commanded built into a raging storm. Adding Shaz' raw wolf energy was like throwing fresh meat to a starving lion. The power drew it in so that we all fed on one another, taking as much as we were giving.
The metaphysical pleasure was as intense as any joy, transcending the physical until it was nothing less than a spiritual experience. Their supernatural power rolled over and around me, each so very different. The high was like no other, and when Arys'
magnificent tongue pushed me over the edge, my climax was mind shattering.