Eternal Hearts (5 page)

Michael looked up at her then stood.
He walked slowly over to their woman, and Nathaniel’s blood throbbed with
longing. He knew that look. He recognised the hunter in Michael’s prowl.

“We have looked for you for five
hundred years, Margaret. We know you are ours. You smell better than any human
or vampire ever has to us. Your heart beats harder when we are close, I can
hear it. You can feel the recognition, can’t you?
The
excitement, the contentment?”

Michael was standing directly in
front of her now, and Margaret hadn’t moved. Nathaniel gasped as his heart
began to race, fear and excitement mingling. Michael was playing with fire, and
Nathaniel could do nothing but sit by and watch.

“You will also have the sweetest
blood we have ever drunk, until we turn you.”

Margaret’s lips parted as she began
to pant. Michael walked around behind her and brushed her hair to one side,
exposing her neck.

“Don’t hurt me, Michael.”

Her plea got Nathaniel’s attention,
and he stood. He walked closer, fear and desire warring within him. He didn’t
want Margaret resisting them, so he didn’t want to push her too hard. However,
he wanted her as much as Michael did, maybe more.

Michael dropped a kiss on Margaret’s
bare shoulder, and she moaned, leaning back into him.

“I won’t, lover.”

She jerked against him, and Michael
wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into him.

“Be still. I won’t hurt you.”

She blushed, and Nathaniel saw her
look at him then turn her head to look at Michael. Recognition and fear raced
across her face.

“You will expect me to lie with you
both?”

Nathaniel glanced at Michael, his
caution radiating towards his mate. This might be the one relationship-breaking
point for her. What lady wanted two men?

****

Michael knew how careful he needed
to be, but also how passionate Margaret was. She needed more than words, and he
had always been better with actions.

He kissed the soft spot beneath her
ear and inhaled her scent, his cock extending to a full erection.

“We will never ask anything of you,
you do not wish to give Margaret. But, yes, we both wish to pleasure you.”

She shivered in his arms, her fear
obvious.

“I do not find
pleasure
in bedding.”

Michael laughed in her ear and ran
his tongue down the side of her neck. She gasped and pressed herself back into
him. His cock throbbed to be released from the confines of his breeches, but he
restrained the urge to grind into her.

“We have lived ten life times,
Margaret, and we know how to pleasure you if you would let us.”

He slid his hands up to her breasts,
gently squeezing them through the bodice whilst he kissed her shoulder again.
It had been a long time since he had thought of how to bring a woman pleasure,
but the feelings came as naturally as did his need for her.

Margaret gasped when her nipples
hardened under his palms, and Nathaniel stepped closer.
 
Michael felt his heart sing as both of his
mates stood within his grasp. His fangs extended, but he forced them inside. He
would feed from her when she was ready.

Thank God Nathaniel had forced him
to feed already tonight. He would never have been able to control himself so
well without that blood.

Nathaniel stepped closer and began
to speak.

“Would you let us pleasure you,
Margaret? We won’t take any for ourselves. We just want to show you how good it
could be with us.”

Michael felt her reluctance in the
stiffness of her body, but she finally nodded. Relief swept through Michael
hard and fast.

“If I say stop…”

Nathaniel nodded, stepping closer so
that he was almost touching her.

“We will stop, I promise.”

Michael watched with envy as
Nathaniel leant forward slowly, gauging Margaret’s reaction before he slowly
kissed her soft pink lips.

Margaret moaned and moved to pull
Nathaniel closer to her. Michael ached to bite into her bare shoulder. Her
blood thrummed beneath his lips that were pressed to her skin. But he couldn’t,
and he needed a distraction.

He set his hands to the back of her
laces and began loosening her dress. She squeaked a little, and Nathaniel
pulled back.

Michael loosened her dress
completely and began pulling it up. He was desperate to see the rest of her.
Was she as perfect as he imagined her to be?

Nathaniel kissed her quickly once
and helped Michael remove the dress entirely.

She stood only in her chemise,
shivering despite the heat in the room. Michael felt her fear and began to
wonder if they could really do this.

“Margaret, if you
say stop, we stop.”
                                                                    

Nathaniel reassured her once again,
and Michael growled in response. He couldn’t speak now. Her skin was so
beautiful, her arousal beginning to overpower the fear. Michael was afraid he
would not give her the same option as his considerate mate. He wanted her too
much. He put his arms around her, picked her up, and laid her down on one of
the chaise lounges.

She lay there trembling, but so
brave. Michael moved to the end of the chaise, pulled her legs apart and knelt
down.

“What the hell are you doing?”
Margaret’s shocked voice broke through the passion daze.

“I’m going to kiss, lick, and love
you.”

Margaret moved her hands down to
cover her pussy.

“Not there...?”

Michael smiled at her and stroked
her knees.

“Yes, there.”

Margaret shook her head and closed
her eyes.

Michael reached up and removed her
hands.

“I know you’re scared. Give us two
minutes to show you what it feels like, and you scream stop, I stop.”

Michael released Margaret’s wrists
and hoped to God she wouldn’t call him on that. He
knew
once he started, there would be no stopping.

 
He looked down at her pussy and licked his
lips. He needed this more than anything.

“Michael.”

Nathaniel’s voice stopped him, and
the tone was clear. Michael looked up at him, his jaw set hard.

“You can have first blood. I want
this.”

Nathaniel nodded slowly. It was a
fair trade. In truth, Michael wanted it all.
First taste of
her pussy, first fuck, and definitely first drink of her blood.
But this
was the first offering, and he would take it.

Nathaniel dropped to his knees
beside Margaret and stroked her nipples through the silk chemise.

“That feels so good. I had no idea.”
Margaret was rosy cheeked and panting already. Yet, they had barely touched
her. Michael’s hunger for her grew as he realized just how much they affected
her.

Michael watched as Nathaniel
chuckled happily and bent to suckle her nipple through the material. She
gasped,
then
moaned. Her sounds of pleasure skewered
him.

Michael couldn’t wait a moment
longer. He held her thighs open and set his lips over the place he knew her
clit was and began licking it through her drawers.

“Michael!”

Margaret shrieked, and Michael
grabbed a hold of the material, looking at her shocked face.

“Are these favourites?”

Margaret shook her head, and Michael
ripped them asunder. Margaret screeched again and squirmed, but did nothing to
cover herself.

Satisfaction swept through Michael
hard and fast. She hadn’t asked him to stop despite the passion he was showing
her, and she was more beautiful than he had imagined. Fleshy pale inner thighs
opened up to dark red curls that covered her pussy.
Entry to
paradise.

Michael bent his head and set his
lips to her swollen flesh, unable to hold back any longer. She tasted of
heaven. He could feast on her nectar all day and never ask for her blood.

He traced the lips of her sex with
his tongue, diving into her core. Groaning, he nibbled on her flesh before
moving back up to her juicy clit and suckling it hard.

Margaret screamed out, but he didn’t
stop, the beat of his lust battering him hard. He looked up and watched
Nathaniel rip her chemise in half and set his lips to her naked breasts.
Michael groaned. He had never seen anything more arousing.

Nathaniel and he had shared a female
before, often in their past. Human and vampire, but nothing had ever felt as
right or as good as this moment.

Margaret began to shake, her legs
lifting, as she clearly did not know what to do with them. Michael picked up
each of her feet and set them on his shoulders, opening her further to him. He
moaned, her slit opening, exposing her pink, slick entrance.

She arched her back as their dual
assault pushed her close to orgasm.

Michael licked her pussy opening,
moved up to suck her clit then thrust two long fingers into her. He moaned when
one of her hands grabbed at his head, her nails digging into his scalp.

He raised his head, and looked at
her writhing on the chaise. Nathaniel was kissing her throat and stroking her
nipples.

Nothing felt as good to him as
knowing how much she wanted them, how much pleasure they were giving her.

He spoke, his voice confident and
slightly goading.

“Do you wish for us to stop now,
Margaret?”

She shook her head from side to side
as Michael fucked her with his fingers harder. Her pussy was so
tight,
his fingers were squeezed almost painfully. The
thought of how she would feel around his cock almost distracted him from his
question.

“Answer me, Margaret.”

Michael knew he was being cruel to
her, a woman inexperienced in pleasure. She didn’t know what he wanted from
her, and he barely did. But part of him needed to hear the words, the
confirmation that she wanted them as much as they wanted her.

Margaret opened her eyes and looked
down at him, the blue irises glazed and pleading.

“Please don’t stop. I don’t know
what you are doing, but I am so close to something.”

Michael laughed without humour.
Stupid humans never knew how to pleasure their females.

“You are going to come for us,
Margaret. Find your bliss, your pleasure. We will show you.”

He set his lips back to her clit and
moved his fingers in and out of her faster. Her body gripped him tight, and she
bowed up and screamed. Her pussy
spasmed
around his
fingers, and her whole body convulsed. He put his hand on her belly and held
her down, licking her gently as she came down from her orgasm peak.

Michael removed his fingers and
licked her clean. She convulsed a few more times before going limp.

He groaned, his cock about to split
his breeches. He needed her; he needed release.
Now.
Nothing else mattered.

Blind with need he ripped open his
breeches and exposed his cock to her.

She gasped but didn’t protest. Still
on his knees, between her thighs, Michael moved closer. Then he found himself
half way across the room, pressed against the wall.

“Stop.”
Nathaniel hissed at him.

Michael blinked, using all of his
strength to regain some control. He needed Margaret so badly.

He looked up at Nathaniel. Surely
his mate would understand? “I
need
her.”

Nathaniel pressed his own fully
erect cock into Michael’s hip. Yes, he understood.

“So do I, but we promised. Not tonight.”

Michael watched Margaret stand up
across the room, fully naked now. She was shaking, and her face was pale.

“If you need to find release, I
understand.”

He saw the tears in her eyes, and
his passion was immediately dampened. She wasn’t ready for them. He had been
extremely selfish to do what he had done, and he only hoped she didn’t hold it
against them.

Michael brought his breeches back
together and stepped away from Nathaniel.
He bowed deeply,
truly contrite.

“I apologise, Margaret. I was not
thinking about anything other than how beautiful you are and how much I want
you.”

She wrapped her arms around herself,
and Michael could not stand it any longer. She looked vulnerable and alone. He
had done that to her, and it hurt. He flew to a blanket and moved back to her,
wrapping it around her nakedness.

He begged now, his stomach in knots.

“Please forgive me.”

Margaret nodded, but two tears
slipped down her cheeks, breaking his heart. The softness that was hidden so
close to the surface was now exposed. He had assumed her tough exterior was
thicker than skin deep.