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 “Oh.” The answer surprised her and she wondered if it was okay with him. She had secretly always wanted two men and two of them, seemed to be even better. Cara glanced at the man in the hallway and beckoned him forward. There was a surprise in Mark’s eyes, mixed with something akin to jealousy, yet he did not stop her. Jeffrey looked at Mark and then saw the nod.

“Well who am I to break tradition.” He stopped in front of her and she pulled him down to her face to kiss. Their lips met and though it wasn’t as much electricity as it was with Mark, she realized then that it was because he was her true mate. But Jeff tasted good and he almost shook with excitement. She sat up and looked up at his blue eyes when their lips broke away.

Her hands went to his camouflage pants and undid the button and zipper while he stared at her in silence. Mark was beginning to touch her thigh, his hand running up the inside of her leg. She shivered and almost closed them, but he held one knee open as his fingers started to touch her quim through her white panties. Before long she was soaking wet and her panties were see-through and gave the man a view of her tightness.

Jeffrey was vibrating with need and his eyes watched her lips as she moved toward his erect cock. It pointed towards her and she bent down to lick him slowly up his shaft. The young man groaned and thrust his hips forward. He whimpered when she moved back and made her own sound of pleasure as Mark’s finger had wormed its way underneath her wet panties. His digits moved against her, testing the engorged clit.

She turned her attention back to the man in front of her and instead of putting either of them through any more waiting, Cara engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth. Jeffrey jerked and growled, his hips moving slowly forward. She accepted all he had to offer and then choked as he ground deeper down the back of her throat.  “Oh fuck my queen. You honor me.”

The last part of his sentence was cut off with a groan and a ripping sound. Mark was becoming turned on watching her take in Jeffrey. His fingers started to play and rub on her. Then he just ripped her panties off in a flurry. A thick finger sunk inside of her and then two, her insides tightening around his digit. She was unable to suck on Jeffrey, when Mark’s fingers played while his mouth kissed the inside of her thigh. He was so close to her core, yet refused to actually touch her.

Jeffrey was rutting into her mouth and by the pace and noises coming out of him, he was ready to explode. Cara moved back and took several deep gasps of air. She patted the bed next to her and moved over so that he could lie down. Mark merely moved with her, unable stop touching her. Every time she would tense up and squeeze his fingers, he would stop and let the feeling die down. She was becoming frustrated and she straddled Jeffrey soon after he was beside her on the bed.

Mark moved back and watched her grab the long length. She stroked it several times in her hand and then positioned herself above him. Cara started to move down slowly and then cried out as Mark pushed her down hard. Jeffrey stretched her wide and it was just too much all of a sudden.

“Ah fuck Mark.”

Mark pulled her face to him and kissed her lips gently at first. Jeff had found his mojo and was thrusting up into her, his hands gripping her hips. Mark’s tongue moved into her mouth, while his free hand played with her nipples. He was beside them on the bed and when his hand moved lower to her clit, she whimpered. Her hips moved faster, matching the thrusts from Jeff.

A bite to her neck as Mark moved behind her was enough to push her over the edge she had been teetering on for what seemed like hours. Cara cried out and moved down to kiss Jeff. Her movement pulled him deeper and he continued his assault from below. Strong arms moved around her, holding her close. Her breast pushed against his hard chest, his cock pulsing inside of her.

Cara had momentarily forgotten about her mate, her mind and body full of Jeffrey. It was only when he started to push her ass apart did her memory come back to her. She pulled away from Jeffrey. “Mmm Mark, put it in my tight pussy first.”

Her hips stalled as they held her still. Mark lined up and then started to push into her quim. It was suddenly too much and she cried out. She had never been stretched so far in her life. There was a pain to the feeling of such fullness, yet the expansive moving rods inside of her pushed against new places. She held her breath until Mark was fully inside of her. He was larger than his companion, yet Jeffrey was the one to start moving first. Mark soon added to the rutting, slow at first and then faster.

Cara tried to move between them, her ass jiggling with every hard push from behind. The two were working in tandem and she felt a hot ball of heat start to form inside of her. The faster they went, the more she needed. As her nipples dragged back and forth across Jeff’s hairy chest, Cara cried out, her mouth searching out the man below her. He too, was starting to shake beneath her and she started to clamp onto their movement. Mark growled and pulled out fully, leaving Jeff to slam in deeper with nothing holding him back.

She felt pressure on her ass and even as she tried to relax, her instincts tightened both holes as Mark pushed harder. Slipping in she gasped and then tried to move away. It was too much, too soon. “Mark, ahhh.”

He slammed home and she could feel the two men throbbing inside of her. Cara gasped, trying to take in both long cocks. Then they were moving inside of her and she was desperate to once again reach the peak. Jeff moved faster, fucking her hard from below. His strokes were deep and then he was blasting her insides with his boiling hot seed. Her moans and cries were muffled by a kiss and then she was pulled off of the man. Her knees slid further apart and pushed her face into the soft fur blanket. Her ass was full of cock and even in the movement, his long length never left her heavenly divide.

Mark grunted behind her with each push forward of his hips. Her whole body jerked ahead with each pump. Cara’s hand wiggled underneath her body as he fucked her. She touched the top of her slit and started to rub as he slammed in and out of her. The stimulation to her clit made her forget about the devastating friction in her ass. She begged him for his cum, but he refused until he came for her one last time.

Cara was more than happy to comply. The dual pleasure was too much and then she was screaming into the mattress. Her insides collapsed around his surging member and then he too was pushing forth and spraying deep into her bowels. Cara stayed just like she was for several minutes. He finally pulled out and off of her. Her ass fell to the bed and she moved onto her side. Cara panted, her green eyes holding Mark’s. Jeffrey had already left and she found herself eagerly anticipating another round with the two men.

“So is that the only time you will share me love? When you have to?”

Mark chuckled and held her against him. “My love. You can have them all, but tonight I think you need some sleep. Tomorrow is another day and you can decide how you want to spend it. We are all yours now. You are the queen to us all.”

Cara was speechless, still not sure what it all meant. She did know that she was in charge of even Mark it seemed and she liked the idea of it. She also had to admit she really liked the idea of so many choices. Snuggling up against the man, she closed her eyes and was quickly off with him in a dream. Many men surrounded her and Cara knew that they would all please her soon.

The End

Bitten By Brothers

Vampire Shifter Romance

By: Lisa Cartwright

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Nicole sighed as she put down her glass of wine and made sure that her bathing suit was on right under her dress. She didn’t know why she was going, but there was a part of her that just wanted to get away tonight. Not in some packed bar or club, but in a place where she thought it might be quiet. Everyday life was starting to get to her, and she just couldn’t handle it anymore.

She didn’t bother to do any makeup. Not even the waterproof makeup that she had.
It’s dark, and it’s the beach. I think I’ll be fine.
She reasoned, but in truth she was tired of dressing up for no one in particular, and for once she just wanted to simply go to the beach. That’s why she got in her car, making sure to keep the top up of the old convertible, and smiled a little. She had nearly packed her sunglasses before laughing as she watched the sun start to go down.

Nicole figured that the beach should be empty about now, and that was more than enough for her. The streets were already emptying of traffic, and less and less people seemed to be out at night. When she got to the beach, she couldn’t help but to frown, seeing that there were some people actually parked there. Nicole sighed.
Well I’m already here.
She thought.

With that, she got out of the car, deciding to leave her things in the car. She started down the beach, and for a moment as she got to the top steps before descending onto the sand, she saw nothing but the waves crashing against the beach. Then, she heard them.
A party.
She thought bitterly, and there were fire jugglers, people dancing, and it seemed nearly primal. Nicole decided against her better judgement that she needed to go, and so she did.

She started to walk down the beach barefoot, feeling the cool sand beneath her feet. The music met her ears, and she could nearly feel it in her chest. She smiled, shaking her head.
Maybe this is what I needed after all.
She thought. As soon as she was there a woman handed her a drink, and she shook her head with a smile. Before she could even thank the person, she found they had already left.

Instead, she looked down at her cup, seeing a reddish brown liquid and dared to try it. It was delicious. Flavor exploded in her mouth, and it was heavy. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought that she had just drank a very fruity ale. Nicole couldn’t help but to smile. She took another sip, and started to sway to the music.

She could hear the waves crashing, and the smell of the salt water and sweat seemed to be enough to take her mind away. She didn’t want to think of anything else, and that’s why Nicole didn’t let herself. Nicole could feel someone was looking at her, and she shivered, looking around. For a moment, Nicole didn’t see anyone. She couldn’t help but to look again, and still no one seemed to be looking at her. That’s when someone came up.

“Boo.” The man whispered in her ear, and she couldn’t help but to jump. He chuckled, and when she turned around it was one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen. He was handsome, tall, dark, and had eyes that seemed to capture her.

“Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” Nicole said, but for some reason she couldn’t seem to be mad. Not when looking into those eyes, and the liquid she drank already seemed to be warming her stomach.

“No, but you seemed to be looking for something so intently. I just had to snap you out of it.” He said, and it was almost a purr.

“Did you now?” Nicole said, shaking her head before downing the rest of the cup. He handed her another, and she gave him a suspicious look to which he just smiled.

“My name is Dean.” He said, and she nodded for a moment.

“Nicole.” She replied, and Dean smiled.

“A fitting name for a beautiful young lady. So what are you looking for tonight? You seem to be looking for something.” Dean said, and Nicole just looked at him. There was something about his words that resonated with her, and for a moment she wanted to actually tell him, but she bit her tongue.

“Nothing. I’m not looking for anything at all. Just a quiet night.” Nicole answered.

“I don’t think I believe that. You’re not looking for quiet. You’re just looking for something to quiet your mind.” He teased her, taking a sip of his own drink. It was a little redder than hers, but she shook her head.

“You seem to think you know me.” Nicole said, and everything seemed to blur a little. For a moment, she just took a moment to enjoy her buzz.

“No. I just know that look.” He said, and she smiled at him.

“I see. You seem to know a lot.” She replied, and he looked even more handsome with the bonfire finally lit and the fire light seemed to illuminate him. Dean just smiled, but Nicole noticed he didn’t reply.

“So what is this anyways?” She decided to ask. She knew that she hadn’t been in town more than a year, but she had never heard of a party like this going on.

“Just a gathering every few months.” He said, and she nodded a little, but her brow furrowed.

“Gathering? Wiccans or something?” She said, and Dean chuckled.

“No, but something like that.” He said, and he didn’t seem willing to elaborate. Nicole looked at him curiously, but she knew it wasn’t the best to question it. She was more than sure that she’d find out one way or another. Even if it took a while. Right now she just enjoyed the music. Out of the corner of her eye she could see people kissing. Again, she couldn’t help but to think that it seemed primal.

“Do you want to get your mind off of something?” He said, and there was something in his tone and in the question that she couldn’t understand.

For some reason it seemed loaded, and Dean seemed to look at her with such an intensity she wasn’t sure she should answer. Nicole took a moment, trying to think, but her mind was fuzzy and she seemed taken away by the atmosphere around her. Before she even knew it, she nodded, and Dean couldn’t help but to grin.

“I thought so.” Was all he said before he put another drink in her hand, but this time it was a half a cup of water, which Nicole gladly took.