Eternal Hearts (8 page)

“I won’t hurt you, my love.” He
whispered as he lifted her, wrapped her legs around his waist, and positioned
her over the head of his cock.

Michael reached around her body,
under her arms and cupped both breasts. Nathaniel couldn’t help the groan that
was tipped from him as all three of them connected, heart, body, and soul. This
is what they had been designed for.

He looked deep into Margaret’s green
eyes and smiled.

“Just trust us. Rest into Michael.”

He felt some of the tension leave her
as she fell back against Michael’s chest.

Nathaniel clenched his teeth against
the need to impale her quickly, but he knew how long it had been for her.
Too long to hurry.

He set the head of his cock against
her wet entrance and pulled her down onto him slowly. Her eyes widened, and her
mouth fell open.

Margaret began panting again, the
further he moved in. She gripped him tighter than any lover ever
had,
her natural lubrication a blessing and a curse as she
pulled him in. Sweat beaded on his forehead, the control needed to go slowly
almost more than he could bear.

“Nathaniel, please.”

He stilled, halfway imbedded. She
couldn’t ask him to stop now, could she? Fear wrapped around his heart. He
wasn’t sure he
could
stop now.

“Is it hurting, my love?”

She shook her head and trembled
against him.

“More.”

A sense of triumph filled him, and
he thrust hard, burying himself to the balls in her body.

“Oh ... God...” Margaret groaned and
threw her head back against Michael’s shoulder.

Michael leaned forward and bit into
her neck.

Her pussy tightened around
Nathaniel’s cock, and she gasped and reached up to hold Michael’s head to her.

Sweat rolled down Nathaniel’s
forehead, and he couldn’t hold back a moment longer.

He began to ride her, slow at first,
then
built to harder and faster strokes.

She gripped him tighter and tighter,
her impending orgasm making her moan and thrash.

“I’m ... going ... to...”

Nathaniel moved his thumb across her
belly and flicked her clit. “Come, my love.”

She screamed, bowing up and sucking
him into her farther.

Nathaniel moaned and fucked her
harder and harder, riding through the intense waves of clenching until he could
hold back no longer, and his own orgasm picked him up. His balls tightened to
breaking point, and his seed exploded through his cock, pulsing into her. He
moaned, threw his head back, gripped her hips hard, and held her down onto his
shaft.

When he came back to reality he
heard kissing noises and moans. He opened his eyes and saw Michael kissing
Margaret’s neck and pinching her nipples gently.

Nathaniel took one more moment to
enjoy the hot clasp of her body around him before withdrawing and grabbing her
by the waist.

Margaret reached out for him,
wrapped her arms around his neck, and brought her full breasts into contact with
his chest. He moaned and kissed her long and deep.

“Thank you.”

He heard her whisper as he broke off
their kiss and wanted to laugh. She was thanking
him
?

They fell onto the bed, and
Nathaniel felt Michael’s hands stroking his back.

“My turn, lover.”

Nathaniel gave Margaret a quick kiss
and rolled off her, sitting up so that he could watch properly.

Michael stepped close and flipped
Margaret over so she was on her belly.

“Michael ... what are you doing?”
She shrieked.

He laughed, confident as ever as he pulled
her back onto her knees.

“You’ll love it.” Michael promised
as he lined his cock up with her pussy and dove straight in.

She gasped and dug her nails into
the mattress.

Michael was moving fast, his fangs
still extended.

“She’s so tight, so perfect.” He
panted.

Nathaniel wanted to laugh again.
Michael had developed into such a communicator. He had never talked during
making love before and had rarely used flattering words.

Nathaniel nodded and reached out to
stroke Margaret’s back, which was hot and sweaty.

She was moaning and arching her back
in bliss. Her eyes were open, yet she seemed as though in a daze. Obviously the
position did suit her well.

Nathaniel leaned forward to whisper
into her ear.

“Does that feel good, Margaret? You
know you are our third, don’t you? The one being that completes us, makes us
whole.”

She turned her head to look at him,
her green eyes burning with arousal and love.

“This feels...” She stopped, and he
waited for her to finish. “Unbelievable.”

She moaned again and dropped her
head down to the mattress.

Michael was speeding up, his thrusts
hard and fast.

“I’m going to come, Margaret.”

Nathaniel stared at Michael’s
strained face. He wouldn’t be able to wait, Nathaniel could see it.

He reached under Margaret and rubbed
her engorged clit in circular motions, leaning close again.

“Come on Michael’s cock, Margaret.
Let him feel the way your pussy tightens.”

She blushed redder and closed her
eyes.

“Almost, I’m so close…”

Michael let out an animalistic grunt
and thrust hard once more before letting go. Margaret screamed and began
convulsing.

“
Fuuuck
...”
She shook so hard Nathaniel reached out with his other hand and held her back
down. He stroked down her spine as the shaking lessened, and Michael joined him
in petting her.

She collapsed forward, and Michael
rolled so that he could collapse beside her. Nathaniel smiled at his exhausted
mates and picked up one of the blankets, pulling it up and over them as he lay
down on Margaret’s other side.

The happiness winging through his
heart was indescribable. They had always known that they would feel complete
and content when they found their third, but he had not known it would feel
this good. If he had, he didn’t know if he would have survived so many
centuries without her.

Nathaniel snuggled in and kissed
Margaret on her sweaty brow. She looked asleep, but her heart was still beating
fast. Perhaps she had merely passed out?

He
smiled again at that thought. He planned to keep her so satisfied that she
would never regret her choice to join them.

Chapter Six

Michael lay down on his side cuddled
into the back of their lover. Margaret had been even more incredible than he
had imagined.
Responsive, giving, and felt like a flame that
would consume them if they let it.

He stroked over her plump arse and
groaned as his cock stirred once again. One day he would get inside this part
of her, but that would be many years away, he was sure. Her fear had been a
thick and heavy when Nathaniel had first taken her. That had dissipated quickly
when the pleasure had taken over, but he had no wish to feel her fear like that
again.

She gave them everything they asked
of her, and he had never felt anything like it. His heart was whole, his soul
complete. It would make him cry from the pure joy of it if he wasn’t so horny
still.

“I think she’s asleep.” Nathaniel
whispered to him as they both sensed Margaret’s heart slow and her breathing
deepen.

“Pretty
incredible.”
Michael smiled at his mate.

Nathaniel looked down on her with a
look of pure love.

“Her blood is the most amazing thing
I have ever tasted.”

Michael slid his finger between her
legs and groaned.

“Her pussy is better.”

Nathaniel’s eyes widened in shock
until Michael winked at him. The soppy soul needed to relax a little. He was
just joking.

Nathaniel laughed, and Margaret
turned in her sleep so that she was now facing him.

Michael gazed down on her luscious
body.
Dark pink nipples, full breasts.
He reached out
and cupped one, unable to resist.

She smiled and sighed. “Michael.”

He fell in love with her at that
exact moment. He could never do without her now.

“I’m sorry I woke you,” he whispered,
and dropped his head to kiss her lips.

She smiled but barely responded.

“I’m a bit sore...”

Michael swallowed against his lust.
He was being selfish.

“You rest, our third. Thank you for
everything you gave us tonight.”

She giggled and opened her eyes.

“You will come back tomorrow night?”

Michael kissed her and lay down to
cuddle her once again.

“Of course,
Margaret.
Sleep.”

Nathaniel leaned close and kissed
her shoulder.

“Nothing will keep us from you, ever
again.” Nathaniel whispered to her, and Michael wanted to roll his eyes.

Instead he reached down and slid his
finger very gently over her clit.

She gasped and moved away from him.

“I can’t wait to be inside you again,
Margaret.”

She smiled and reached up a hand to
stroke his face.

“My Michael.
Tomorrow.”

And with that final statement she
fell asleep.

Michael looked over her shoulder at
him, and he couldn’t hide the two tears sliding down his cheek. She undid him.

Nathaniel chuckled and pulled the
blanket over them all higher.

“Another hour, Michael,
then
we’ll head home.”

Michael nodded and kept his eyes
wide open so that he could stare at her sleeping face, reluctant even to blink
for a second in case he missed something.

****

Margaret woke alone, sore and
replete. She had never been so physically or emotionally sated. But there was
one thing gnawing at her and that was that she didn’t want to be turned into a
vampire yet.

She felt complete now. Becoming a
vampire surely wouldn’t increase the feeling? She stretched languidly and took
a deep breath through her nose. She could smell Michael and Nathaniel.
Her men.
Her vampires.

Today
she would stay home and think about the best way to explain it to them. Surely
they would understand that she needed a bit more time.

She needed to know that they trusted
her and cared for her enough to respect her choice. She had never had that. Her
life had been ruled, first by her parents and then by her horrible husband. The
last thing she needed was two more men taking all of her choices away.

Yes, of course they would understand
if she explained it properly. Her mind was certain that a logical argument
would win the day, but her heart knew better. She would need to call on their
passions to get what she wanted. Only tonight would tell.

****

At 9 PM that evening, her gentlemen
arrived. She directed the butler to show them straight to her bedroom. It had
taken a lot of her courage to make that request, but she had done it. Her body
was one of her greatest weapons when it came to her men.

They entered and saw her in her
dressing gown. Their identical expressions of shock that soon turned into
hunger had an instant affect on
her own
body. Her
nipples tightened, and her lower belly heated with anticipation.

“I need to speak to you both before
we make love again.”

They began to strip off their
clothes and laid them carefully in a pile.

Michael grinned at her.

“Well, get straight to the point,
beautiful Margaret. We can smell how much you want us.”

She blushed and took a deep breath.
The moment had come.

 
“I don’t want you to turn me into a vampire.”

Michael and Nathaniel stopped
undressing, both clad only in their breeches. Her mouth ran dry at the
beautiful expanse of smooth skin exposed. She closed her eyes and focused on
her goal.

“I know you both want me to, but I
love my life exactly how it is now. I have you, and I have my freedom. Can’t we
continue like this? Spend every night together and then you can leave me to
continue my life during the day?”

Michael, her passionate, arrogant,
blond angel was next to her, pulling her into his arms before she could gasp.

“We need you, Margaret. Not by
halves.”

He began kissing down her neck, and
Margaret pushed against his chest in fear. If either of them were going to turn
her into a vampire against her will, it would be Michael.