them possessively on her hips,
sliding her forward on the table until he rested between her spread
thighs. His cock gently brushed her wet pussy. Her heat made him
hiss in need.
Katrina no longer seemed ready to escape. The longer he kept her
there, listening, the better chance he had of convincing her to stay.
Forever. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock against her clit again
for good measure and was delighted when she moaned in response.
Her beautiful brown eyes fixed on him, softening their censure.
The glint of desire slowly returned. “Share me? How can you share
me?”
“As our lover, as our mate. You’ll rest at our sides each day.”
“In a coffin?”
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Ethan’s snorting laugh pierced the air. “We’re not dead.” He
reached for her hand and pressed it against his rigid dick. “Does that
feel dead to you, angel?”
Her head tilted as she looked at Ethan, but she didn’t pull her hand
away. No, her fingers stroked him from crown to base before tangling
in his blond pubic hair then reaching to squeeze his balls. “But I
thought you had to die to become a vampire.” The curiosity in her
voice pleased Adrian.
“A nightwalker,” Ethan corrected, lifting her hand from his groin
and kissing her palm. “We give up much to gain immortality and
strength, but we don’t die. And we sure as shit don’t sleep in coffins.”
“It’s more of a...rebirth,” Adrian added, bringing her attention
back to him with a finger on her chin. “A rebirth we want to share
with you.”
Nicholas kissed her shoulder and stroked her breast, and Adrian
smiled when a shudder raced over her and she squeezed him between
her slender thighs. She still wanted them. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so
difficult after all...
Watching her carefully, Adrian leaned in, hoping to drug her with
another tongue-dueling kiss. If they could love her into sated
contentment first, then they could explain everything she needed to
know. Right now, the passion and bloodlust he felt for Katrina was so
overpowering, all he could think of was sinking his cock into her
sweet warmth, spending his cum inside her, and sampling her blood.
Then she would taste his blood so he could claim her as his mate. “Let
us finish what we started. Let us make you come.”
She seemed to consider each of them, clearly begging with her
beautiful eyes not to betray her trust. As her gaze came back to
Adrian, he drew closer, giving her a chance to pull away before he
kissed her. Instead of resisting, she leaned closer to meet him
halfway. He sealed her mouth with his own, sinking his tongue into
her honeyed sweetness. Again and again, he plundered her mouth
until he pulled away to catch his breath. Hers came in hitches and
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gasps as if she’d run a great distance, all uphill. With a satisfied smile, he eased her to lie back on the table.
Blood pounded through his veins, the sound echoing in his ears
and drowning out everything around him. He was vaguely aware of
Nicholas and Ethan moving closer. The vision of Katrina in her black
stockings, lying on the table as Nicholas took up the pleasant chore of
kissing her while her hand reached out to grab his erection almost
made Adrian lose control. Obviously not wanting to be ignored, Ethan
led her other hand to his hard shaft. As she stroked Nicholas, she
turned her head to take the crown of Ethan’s cock into her mouth.
Adrian knew what she needed as if she’d begged him with words.
Kneeling between her thighs, he forced them farther apart with his
shoulders. Running his fingers up her slit, he separated her lips until
he bared the jewel he sought. Plump and pink and beautiful. He gave
her clitoris a long lick and savored the way she bowed off the table.
* * * *
Thinking had become too difficult for Katrina. All she could do
was feel. The heat of Nicholas in her hand as she pumped him, the
way his hips pushed into her touch.
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