Crimson Heat: 4 (Vampira) (7 page)

“Besides, we’re already her slaves,
amore,
remember
?
” Luca whispered. “As you are
our
beautiful slave. We have been searching for you for years, while we do the Queen’s bidding and wait for word if you have been seen anywhere. It hasn’t been easy for us without you to fuck.”

Disappointment rocked her. “So that is all I am to you? A fuck?”

The three males growled angrily and in unison. Fangs dropped and eyes glared at her with such a ferocity she wanted to curl up with fear.

“You belong to us, female. We won’t give you up,” Jaymes said.

“You’ll have to when you return me to the Queen. She will lock me up and throw away the key. She will ensure you cannot sneak into my cell and fuck me at your will. If she frees you, which she won’t, she’ll banish you from the Crimson Clan. You won’t be able to see me or fuck me then either.” There, that should knock some sense into their hard heads. They must know she spoke the truth. The Queen could never be trusted. Should never be trusted.

“You sound as if you still care for us,
amore
,” Luca said in a whisper that melted like velvet over her senses.

Of course she still cared for them. She blinked in surprise at that thought. But she couldn’t admit it to them. They were in so much danger just being in love with her.

“Does the Queen suspect?” she asked. “About us, I mean. About what we shared?”

Had they forgotten that love and joinings between slaves were strictly forbidden? After their sexual encounters, the four of them had to cleanse themselves ritualistically so the Queen or any others wouldn’t catch their mating scents. It was another reason Lisbeth had escaped. To protect her males.

“If the Queen suspected, she would never have instructed us to come after you, now would she?” Tristan growled.

His blue eyes darkened with anger.

“Why did you leave the way you did? Why not let us know you had a way out? You could fuck us, but you couldn’t trust us?”

His fangs were gleaming as they slid past his lips. She ached to have them pierce her flesh. To experience erotic pain as she climaxed.

Lisbeth ripped her thoughts away from the need for sex. She forced aloofness into her voice. It was a coldness that she didn’t feel.

“I trust no one,” she lied. She had trusted the person who’d gotten her out. Someone she had least expected to help her. “That is how I was able to get out of the Clan without anyone knowing I was about to escape.”

Tristan moved closer. He squatted and then leaned over her, his face coming to within a few inches of hers. She shivered with anticipation as she got a close-up view of his pointed fangs. His lust scent wrapped around her, enticed her to part her lips with anticipation for a kiss from him. But he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he grinned.

“The attraction for us is still there, isn’t it, Satin. The need to have three males fucking you is as intense as ever.”

Her breathing increased as he reached out. Using both his hands, he grabbed the collar of the blouse she wore and tugged harshly. The buttons popped away like candies and her top and bra were torn open, exposing her heaving breasts to them. Before she knew what was happening, Jaymes and Luca moved in a lightning flash. They settled on the bed on either side of her. Their heads lowered and their mouths latched onto her nipples while Tristan studied her for a reaction.

Bastard vamps
!

She tried hard not to respond to their hot mouths melting over her pebbled nipples, but the delicate scrape of sharp fangs teasing her sensitive flesh and their callused hands cupping her breasts destroyed any walls of denial before she could erect them.

“The males still relish you, Lisbeth. From the look of it, they enjoy you more than in the past,” Tristan alleged.

When they were aroused they sometimes moved faster than she could visually perceive. Their quickness was why they’d been given the bounty hunter positions. It was why they always had their way with her, just as they were having their way now.

Ignoring Tristan’s knowing grin, she arched her back and moaned as both males pulled on her tender nipples with their teeth, then they let go and quickly lapped her areoles with their moist, hot tongues.

“We found out you are with Vampira. That you aren’t allowed sex with males. It must have been torture for you, Satin. Torture for such a sensual vamp as yourself,” Tristian teased.

“Go to hell,” Lisbeth said between gritted teeth. But she loved the fierce tugs on her nipples. The possessive way they held her breasts.

Anger flared in Tristan’s eyes and she fought back a moan as he stepped further down alongside the bed. He reached out his hands again and grabbed the hem of her skirt. In one quick motion he ripped the skirt right up the middle, opening the material to the sides. Warm air breathed against her thin panties. His hot fingers slipped beneath the waist elastic.

“Let’s see how long it’s been for you without a male,” he said softly.

“Don’t,” she breathed, not really meaning it. She should be fighting him, but they were her weakness.

Being a member of Vampira, she was not allowed to have sex with males. Giving into them would doom her safety within the walls of this organization. The females of Vampira had taken her under their wing. They had helped her make her fortune. She should be strong and fight her former lovers. But she couldn’t resist them, couldn’t tell them to stop. She’d been without sex and them for so long. Too long.

She cried out in anguish as Tristan hesitated. It was as if he awaited another protest from her. But he paused for only a second more. He must have sensed the vibrant hunger raging thought her, for he tore her panties off her body. It happened so quickly and so powerfully she barely noticed the tug. She sucked in a tense breath as he dipped his finger into her wet vagina.

“This is were we belong, Satin. With you. Inside you,” Tristan whispered.

She whimpered as he thrust slowly and erotically, gathering her juices on his finger. Possessive hands massaged her breasts with erotic speed and mouths slurped on her nipples. The finger thrusting into her vagina was like a miniature cock. Within a split second, all the layers of her defenses crumbled like dust, laying her emotions bare.

Her eyelids grew heavy. Her breaths became raspy and she undulated her hips, wanting more.

Tristan growled and slipped his finger out of her, and then slid two fingers over her clit. He rubbed her clitoris with an incredible erotic caress and at a maddening speed. Within seconds, a fabulous volley of carnal sensations whipped over her. Lisbeth exploded on a strangled moan.

It all happened so fast, she couldn’t stop it. Didn’t want to stop it.

The vibrant tremors rocked her unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She yanked on her bindings as tidal waves of pleasure embraced her. The tie around her left ankle loosened, but she couldn’t form a thought as to how to escape, so she closed her eyes and cried out, gyrating her hips uncontrollably beneath the wicked convulsions. She loved the ambiences. Embraced them. Lived within them.

As she climaxed, Tristan sank three fingers into her vagina and began a mad thrust. He took his time with her. He kept her wrapped inside the gorgeous orgasm. It went on forever and sweet ever.

She shuddered, cried out and breathed her way through the exquisite torture.

The other males’ hands left her breasts and smoothed over her skin. She trembled with excitement as they touched her belly, her inner legs and her arms. Their strokes caressed her senses until she was a mindless vampire, growling and moaning like a wanton, her fangs unleashing in a fury, desperate to feed on them.

“That’s our female,” Tristan cooed as Lisbeth’s shudders slowly ebbed. He removed his fingers from her vagina. The other two males let go of her nipples and moved away.

She lay there gasping, unashamed at being naked and fully exposed to them as all three of them peered down at her, their perceptive gazes heated with lust. She closed her eyes and cursed herself for being so weak.

She desired their mouths all over her. She wanted them kissing her. Craved their fangs slicing through her skin, feeding on her. She needed their cocks sliding into her. Penetrating her. Just like the old days.

Oh sweet vampires
! How could she allow herself to climax so easily? She should have been strong and defiant like the females of Vampira always vowed to be. Yet these males’ touches turned her into a mindless vessel of yearning.

These males meant to return her to slavery. Her behavior, her reaction to them, was so inappropriate. Resentment, at herself, at them, shred through her.

“Let me go,” she hissed, her fangs lengthening more in warning and with wanting.

The males’ eyes widened and instead of being frightened at the lethal size of her fangs, their daggers stretched out in response. Their gazes were appreciative at her reaction, their eyelids heavy and their eyes lusty.

Damn them!
She’d been away from them far too long, forgetting that her fury turned them on.

“You will stay with us, until the Crimson Moon has passed,” Jaymes said softly.

Staying with them during the Crimson Moon would be her downfall. Already she ached to have him thrusting his thick cock into her while he sank those sharp fangs deep into her veins. She fought the need to beg them to fuck her. She had to stay calm. Hard to do with three intense males ogling her naked body.

When she’d climaxed, she’d realized the left leg restraint was a bit slack. Maybe, if she got lucky, she could keep them distracted with questions and figure out a way to escape.

“How were you able to stand the sunlight?” she asked as she pulled gently on the loose restraint. If she could just get one leg free…

A strong hand clamped over her ankle. Luca glared down at her, shaking his head slowly.

Shoot
!

“You appear to be trying to free yourself,
amore
.” His fangs sheathed as disappointment slipped across his features.

Jaymes frowned. “She didn’t appreciate her orgasm, Tristan.”

Tristan’s blue gaze sparkled with humor.

“She’s just being naughty so she can have another one, aren’t you, our flower?”

He reached out and caressed her right nipple. It beaded immediately.

Damn him!
Damn
her
for reacting so easily.

“You haven’t answered my question,” she breathed.

“Which is?” Luca asked as he tightened the restraint.

“How are you able to exist in the sunshine? Our breed burns in it. Why don’t you?”

“Same reason as why you don’t. We took something,” Jaymes replied.

“Exactly what did you take?” She needed to find out if the Queen now had access to her clan walking in daylight. Having such a drug in her hands would make it twice as dangerous for the members of Vampira. Technology like that was best kept away from an evil, powerful queen’s hands.

“Why do you scrunch up your beautiful brows with such worry?” Tristan asked as he soothed a fingertip over her forehead. His touch made her flesh tingle and yearn for more touches from him.

“Does the Queen now have this capability?” she prodded.

Luca shook his head, his frown deepening. “This is what troubles you? That the Queen would now have such power?”

“She’s already too powerful.”

“If you must know, we were able to mesmerize a friend of yours…Zeena, I believe her name is?” Tristan said.

Lisbeth tensed at the mention of her young friend’s name.

“If you’ve hurt her, I will kill each of you.”

Surprise at her outburst crashed over their faces.

“Ah, yes, she was very protective of you too,” Tristan replied. “But before she got her mind shield in place we managed to retrieve a bit of information such as to how the females of Vampira can stand the sunlight. We were able to get a couple of members of Vampira’s names out of her mind before she shut us out. After discreetly visiting their homes, some bottles of those pills were acquired.”

Damn it!

“Don’t be alarmed.” Tristan grinned. “We won’t let the pills fall into the wrong hands. Of course, we will keep them so Luca can analyze them and come up with his own brand. It should prove to be very lucrative to other clans, that is, if the Queen kicks us out.”

“No, you cannot duplicate them. It can’t happen.”

“And who is going to stop us? You, luscious slave? You’re sweetly tied up and at our mercy.” He nodded to the other two males, who moved so quickly yet again. Their hot hands cupped her breasts and two mouths melted over her tender nipples. Such fast vamps!

“Oh,” she gasped as wicked shivers of pleasure cascaded through her.

“You still seem too tense, Satin. We’ll take care of that for you,” Tristan said.

Lisbeth moaned as Tristan climbed between her widespread legs. She twisted against her bonds as his hands held her thighs apart and his head lowered to the juncture at her thighs.

His tongue playfully lapped against her tender clit until erotic pleasures wrapped around her, making her breathe heavily and gasp with delight. Then his mouth sucked at her drenched pussy, making her cry out at the shocking shudders twisting through her. His sharp fangs whispered teasingly over her outer labia and then his tongue thrust into her vagina.

Convulsive shudders rocked her and she fought the restraints as he mouth-fucked her like a male obsessed. The other two males were just as out of control. Their tongues lapped her sensitive nipples, and then they sucked on them like lollipops before erotically scraping their fangs over her breasts.

She bucked beneath the erotic attack. Her hips gyrated beneath the wrenching sensations. Her body tightened so hard it hurt, yet she cried out for more.

Wanted more. Needed it. Couldn’t understand how she’d lived without sex for so long.

She keened as he slipped a couple of fingers into her vagina and began a fast-paced plunging rhythm. At the same time, his tongue teased and caressed her clit until she screamed and exploded, her pussy clenching tightly around his fingers. Instantaneously pleasure-pain shot through her as three sets of fangs pierced her skin. Her breasts were on fire as Jaymes and Luca furiously sucked her blood. Her pussy throbbed with agony and ecstasy as Tristan’s fangs sank into her flesh and he fed.

As eager mouths sucked, shivers and spasms crashed over her in tumultuous waves. Her thoughts spiraled into pure bliss and she continued to shudder as they drank from her. Her self-protective shields were gone. She lay beneath them exposed. Ruined and tattered. Just like her chances with Vampira.

Vampira’s rules of no sex with males meant absolutely no sex. No males touching. No males loving her. Here she was enjoying pleasure from three of them! Three she still loved!

But she didn’t care anymore as she vanished within the incredible desires. She loved the mind-numbing release and enjoyed the pleasure after enduring too many years of sexual solitude.

She was wonderfully and lovingly lost.

* * * * *

“Release her,” Luca ordered as he moved away from Satin’s swollen breast and gazed down at the female trembling softly in the afterglow of her orgasm. He wanted to take her so bad his cock hurt. He was as hard as a spike, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her, but he also noticed she was confused regarding her reaction to what had just happened. Nourishment would help her to assimilate her thoughts.

The other two males quickly untied her binds and watched as she slowly climbed out of bed. Her torn clothes fell off her body, dropping to the floor. She didn’t say a word as she grabbed a nearby robe and slipped it on.

It had always been like this. After sex, she would be weak and starved. From the little he was able to read into Satin’s friend Zeena’s mind, he knew Satin would most likely not feed from them right now. Vampira didn’t allow it. She needed to get her thoughts around what had just happened. She needed to accept that she belonged to the three of them once again.

Now that she’d had sex, she would come to grips with reality. She would no longer be welcome in Vampira. She would no longer need to nourish herself on synthetic blood. They would feed off each other.

“We saw synthetic blood in your fridge,” Luca said as he followed her out of the bedroom. “That won’t get you far. Not with the Crimson Moon approaching tonight.”

“There won’t be any more sex, Luca,” she said coldly as she descended the stairs. She was upset. That was understandable. He and the other males hadn’t been sympathetic to her predicament.

It was the Crimson Moon that made them crazy and needy. The pull of the moon had been ingrained in their genes for many centuries. The Crimson Moon affected their hormones, made them think with their cocks and not their brains. That is, at that time of the month, more than at other times.

Jaymes and Tristan followed close behind them, but he nodded to them to remain behind, which they did with questioning expressions.

There would be sex and plenty of it, if he and the males got their way. They would have her fully and soon. Her reactions to their touches proved she wanted them.

He didn’t say anything as he shadowed her into the luxurious kitchen. Everything a human would want was presented in the room. A huge stainless steel refrigerator, matching microwave and oven lined one wall amidst an array of honey-colored wood cabinets and a mellow yellow granite counter.

She pulled open the fridge door and grabbed a large bottle of synthetic blood. He noted her hands were trembling as she unscrewed the cap. The sex had weakened her and the approaching Crimson Moon tonight was having an effect on her as well.

For a split second he gave in to his urge to allow her to feed on him, knowing full well she would reject him. He offered her his wrist. As he expected she shook her head.

“I can’t.”

“Why not? You’ve just had sex with males. You won’t be welcome in Vampira anymore.”

She glared at him. “And you knew it too, didn’t you? You knew you would blow my world apart and you didn’t care what would happen to me.”