As Shaz alternately stroked and clawed his way to the lacy string of my thong underwear, Arys boldly slid a hand inside my robe and deftly parted it completely. His cool hands on my naked flesh fed the growing desire, and I arched my back with a sigh when he cupped my br**sts.
A sexy, low growl rumbled in Shaz’ throat, increasing my need as the sound touched me in intimate ways. With each one of them kissing, licking and touching me, I grew weaker willed by the second.
The first shock of anxiety resurfaced when my dark vampire moved so that he could take one of my ni**les into his mouth. I tensed, waiting for Shaz’ reaction to such a private act. I was astonished when Arys disrobed me with an aggression that defied my halfhearted attempt to resist. My robe hit the floor, leaving me thoroughly naked.
My blood rushed, and I felt lightheaded. It was surreal, like a dream. I almost doubted this was really happening. Those doubts were banished when Shaz gently turned my head so that he could kiss me while the vampire feasted on my br**sts. The musky taste of wolf was heavenly. He was my mate, and I longed for him desperately.
I moaned into Shaz’ mouth when Arys plunged a hand between my legs. He rubbed his fingers back and forth over my wet opening before forcing two of them inside me with the roughness I’d come to know and love from him.
The power that commanded Arys and I once again expanded to include Shaz as his Were energy enticed it to take note of him. As the physical pleasures grew, so did the blinding rush of power that had never taken no for an answer.
I kissed my wolf with a passion that knew no limits. Our tongues seemed to dance together. No sooner had Arys abandoned my br**sts than Shaz had his hands full of them, kneading and pinching. Small noises of contentment came from him. His energy was wild and delicious, and I savored it.
Arys continued to work me with his hand; his intense gaze rested heavy upon me.
The hunger in his eyes was raw, frightening. The rush of power in the room was near deafening.
I moaned as the waves of an approaching orgasm began to stir inside me. Arys’ slick fingers slid in and out of my body, pausing to rub the little sensitive nub that had me writhing between them on the bed.
The combination of their hands and mouths upon me was more than I could take without my sanity collapsing into fragments. The orgasmic sensations built until I reached the breaking point.
I cried out in ecstasy as I exploded with climax. The intensity nearly brought tears to my eyes as my body spasmed uncontrollably. Shaz showered my face with kisses as I clung to him. I could feel the vibration as he shuddered under the pull of so much high-strung power.
His arms went around me in a tight embrace. Arys curled up on the other side of me so that I was locked between their bodies. It felt so perfectly right. I clutched Shaz’ hand, entwining our fingers together.
The afterglow was sensational. I snuggled into the feeling as if it were a warm blanket on a cold night. Despite the power humming all around us, I was calm and peaceful.
I was overdosed on everything they’d each given me, most all, love. I sunk into blissful slumber with a smile on my lips. My vampire’s cool body conformed to mine as if it had been made to do so. And, though I was drunk on the two of them, I wasn’t so far gone that I didn’t notice the desperate need in Arys’ touch as his arm wrapped firmly around my waist.
I lay between them, listening to Shaz’ even breathing, as sleep claimed me. Even with the uncertainty and danger that had become a regular part of my life, there was nothing better than being a werewolf in love.
Chapter Twenty
“I think you were right to do it. It’s obvious that you had to do what's necessary in order to protect yourself and those you love.” Jez absently stirred her gourmet coffee with a stir stick, but her serious, green eyes were fixed on me.
Kylarai sat across from me, her eyes downcast as she picked at the apple pie on her plate. She didn’t agree with Jez or Shaz as far as the blood bond issue was concerned.
She thought it was a huge mistake.
It had been four days since I'd entered into the blood bond with Arys. Honestly, I had felt incredibly out of sorts since then. I'd learned quickly that I couldn't handle the mid-afternoon sun any longer. It burned both my skin and my eyes. The bloodlust had been my constant companion every night since. Without Arys to ease me through, I never would have succeeded without going on a murderous rampage.
He promised that the worst of it would wane and I would gain control of the many vampire tendencies that now ruled me. If I thought experiencing Arys' weaknesses before was bad, this was a whole new ball game. They were my very own vices now.
I had asked my two best friends out for dinner, wanting to share with them the decision I had made. I wanted their opinion, knowing they would each be completely honest with me about what they thought. I valued what they had to say.
“I just don’t think you should have rushed into anything, Lex,” Ky’s voice was soft, and she beamed a shy smile at me. “You altered your own death.”