For a long moment after, I could barely remember my own name. The glow enveloped me like a fuzzy blanket, and I blissfully sank into it. I barely noticed when Arys disappeared from his place between my legs until he filled the space beside me, opposite Shaz. He'd abandoned the last of his clothing.
His bloodlust was explosive. I could feel it, ready to consume. With his hand on my hip, he rolled me so that I lay on my siding facing Shaz. My back was to Arys who aligned his body so that it fit perfectly against mine. The impressive erection that he pressed to the curve of my behind brought a smile to my face.
Shaz lay on his side facing me, a look of pure carnal need in his eyes. He made no attempt to move slowly. Grabbing my leg, he drew it over his body so that he could press himself to my wet entrance. From behind me, Arys swept my hair back to bare my neck.
His lips fastened to my vein, and I knew what he wanted. It made me weak with need.
All I could feel on either side of my naked body was their perfect flesh. Quivering and ready, I was overcome by the sensation of being between them. With a hand on my waist, Shaz entered me with one slow, deep stroke. The sound I made was all animal. I loved that feeling of being filled by him. When he slowly withdrew just to thrust deep again, I clung to him with fingers that had at some point become razor sharp claws.
A small growl in my ear from Arys was the only warning I received. His fangs sank into my neck without haste. Rather than the quick plunge of fangs I was accustomed to with him, he eased them into my pumping vein. It was deliciously painful. I whimpered as my blood spilled into his mouth. His tongue swept the punctures, encouraging the crimson flow. My two lovers feasted upon me, and I was in heaven.
I reached a shaky hand back to touch Arys, finding his silky head of hair. He took my blood and energy into him, and I received just as much in turn from each of them.
Their pleasure was almost tangible as they had their way with me.
Instinct guided me as I met each of Shaz' thrusts. We could do this dance forever, and it would always be new and exciting. My body couldn't get enough of him, but even greater was the taste of his heady werewolf power as I drew it into me. The buzz of white noise rang inside my head as we all fed on one another.
It quickly became almost too much to bear. Shaz moaned, moving harder inside me as he filled me with hot seed. My body naturally reacted to his, muscles clenching to hold him tight. Even Arys made a small noise of pleasure as he sucked at my wounded throat.
The wave of orgasmic rapture that crashed over us left me breathless and trembling.
Shaz withdrew from me, and I instantly felt empty. He kissed me so tenderly that it didn't match the urgency of the empowered environment. The emotion that filled me grew to capacity and happy tears pricked at the back of my eyes. I blinked them away and savored the powerful moment.
Before I could even begin to gather myself, Arys released his hold on my bitten neck. Several drops of blood pumped from the punctures to course down the front of my body. He placed a smattering of small kisses on the arm that I'd curled around his neck so that I could touch his hair. I was entirely caught off guard when his erection found my opening from behind.
Arys pushed into me with a force that shoved me into Shaz. I gasped in both shock and pleasure. An arm across me, Arys held me to him as he pumped into my slick canal. I was driven by arousal, but I was suddenly afraid to meet Shaz' eyes with Arys inside me.
This had just never happened before.
My shock became confusion when I braved the gaze of my white wolf. Of all of the things that I expected to see there, I had never counted on unbridled bloodlust. Shaz eyed the scarlet trails marring my skin, and he licked his lips eagerly. Surely, my jaw dropped when he moved to place his mouth on the matching wounds that Arys had made in my throat.
When Shaz tongued the oozing bite mark, I let out a sound that was almost a sob. It was amazing. He licked at my blood, sucking at the bite. With my dark vampire dominating my body from behind, I thought surely I was dreaming. Even as I met each of Arys' forceful thrusts, I reached for Shaz, holding him close as he drew my blood into him.
I felt completely exposed and uninhibited. It was a sense of freedom that was strangely new to me. I'd never dared to dream that it could be like this.
Sweat had broken out all over me, creating a slippery layer. Arys' grip never slipped, though, as he stroked me deep inside. Each one pushed me closer to the brink of orgasm.
There was the unmistakable twitch of his c**k within me, and he came hard. The intense climactic waves seemed to last forever, drawing the last of my strength.
The sound of my own heart beating seemed to reverberate inside my head. If I didn't know better, I would have thought the sound was external. Catching my breath was near impossible. Exhausted, I clung to each of them. My clawed nails were sticky, and it dawned on me that it was blood. Bringing a hand to my lips, I tasted the red smear on my fingers. Shaz.