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looking down on Nathaniel. He grabbed his member and moved
between Nathaniel’s legs. Where was he
going to put that?
    The bottle of oil Nathaniel had
brought was poured over Michael’s hands as he caressed himself. He looked up at
Margaret, smiled, and pushed into Nathaniel’s arse.
    Both men moaned, and Margaret
gasped. Her brain was horrified. That was
unnatural.
    But as Michael began to move, thrust
and retreat within Nathaniel’s body in a perfect imitation of love-making,
Margaret’s own body gushed with wet. She watched Nathaniel’s face, the pleasure
so evident there. He set his hand to his own length, pulling quickly as he
began to groan.
    “I’m coming.”
    White fluid spurted out of
Nathaniel’s length, landing on his belly and chest. He shook and moaned, his pleasure at being fucked by his mate obvious.
    Michael began to moan, throwing his
head back and arching his back.
    “Nathaniel?”
    Margaret didn’t know what he was
asking, but Nathaniel obviously did.
    “Come inside me, my love. Show her.”
    Margaret’s mouth fell open as
Michael thrust hard and fast, groaning as though in pain as he released his
seed inside Nathaniel.
    Her cheeks flamed bright as jealousy
speared her. She would like to feel Michael’s seed flow within her.
    Michael collapsed forward, and
Nathaniel wrapped his arms around his lover. Their tenderness a beautiful thing
to watch, a thing she wanted to join.
    Margaret moved to the floor,
awkwardly crawling the two feet over to the men and laying her hands on both of
them.
    “Thank you. That was beautiful.”
    Both men looked at her, their eyes
shimmering with intense emotions as their fangs extended across their bottom
lips.
    She gasped. She had not seen that
before. It was hideous in a rather spectacular way.
    Michael turned his head away,
embarrassed.
    “I’m sorry, Margaret. You smell too
good.”
    Courage she didn’t know that she
possessed had Margaret pulling her arm out of the blanket.
    “You want my blood?”
    Michael looked back at her, his
mouth now open.
    He nodded, his eyes narrowing in on
her arm.
    Margaret looked down at Nathaniel,
watching her with just as much hunger as Michael.
    She manoeuvred the blanket around
her breasts and got both arms free. She desperately wanted to do this. To know
what such a thing would feel like.
    “You won’t hurt me?”
    Again, they moved so quickly she
didn’t know they had, until they were sitting next to her on the floor, facing
her.
    They moved slowly, picking up an arm
each. Margaret’s breath hitched, and her heart rate increased in excitement.
    “It will pinch a little.” This was
Nathaniel, his voice gentle despite the look of intense hunger on his face.
    She nodded in acceptance and lifted
her arms, waiting for the pain.
    She needed to give them this. She
needed to know if they truly were what they said.
    They bit at the same time, the pinch
painful. She gasped then groaned as they began to drink. Her nipples peaked,
and her pussy throbbed with wanting them. She had never felt anything more
erotic.
    They broke off as one, too soon for
her.
    “More?” she asked, lifting her arms
again despite their fangs retracting.
    They opened their eyes and looked at
her, their faces intoxicated. They both shook their heads.
    Nathaniel spoke as he lay back
against the chaise.
    “You have the sweetest, richest
blood I have ever tasted.”
    She looked over at Michael, and he
leaned forward, kissing her softly on the lips again.
    “Thank you.”
    Every cell in Margaret’s body was
humming, alive and happy. She was so grateful for two things. One was that they
hadn’t lied about what they were and the second was that her blood pleased them
so much.
    She was ready for more. More love
making and perhaps more blood taking, but her two vampires were beginning to
fade, almost asleep in front of her.
    She frowned, disappointed.
    “You both look like you are going to
sleep.”
    They chuckled, the sound so
beautiful to her as to bring