Only Vampires Cry Blood (28 page)

I looked back and forth between them, unable to keep the shock off my face. Arys was bold, and I expected that from him, but to proposition Shaz like that was something he did not do. As if to make his meaning unmistakably clear, Arys let his eyes wander to the pulse that throbbed in Shaz’ neck. I held my breath, fearing an angry retort from my white wolf.

Surprising me further, Shaz laughed it off. “Well, let’s just see how much champagne I have and how impressionable I become.”

“By all means,” Arys replied. “Drink up.”

It wasn’t lost on me that I was the only one in the room feeling uncomfortable. I shouldn’t have been because they were clearly at ease. It was just so unexpected. I was pretty sure they communicated without me more than I was aware though I didn’t get the feeling they’d call themselves friends.

“So uh, shall we move this little party to the living room?” Shaz asked with a playful smile.

I swallowed hard and nodded. Excitement thrilled through me, anticipation guiding me as I followed Shaz down the stairs into the living room. Arys was right behind me, so close a shiver raced down my spine.

A fire was blazing in the hearth, filling the room with a warm glow. A faux fur throw rug was on the floor in front of the fireplace. Combined with the champagne Shaz held, it was a very inviting scenario.

The TV played quietly, little more than background noise. Arys shed his leather jacket and draped it over the back of the sofa. He didn’t stop there, peeling his shirt off in a swift, smooth motion. Grabbing my hand, he pulled me against him, hard. The glass I held sloshed pale golden liquid onto my hand. I automatically licked the spilled drops from the back of my hand. Arys watched me, his pupils dilating in response to his reaction.

He guided me down to the floor so that we sat in the center of the fur throw. Shaz set the bottle on a nearby coffee table and joined us, sitting on the other side of me. My nervousness gave way to intrigue and expectation.

Arys kissed me, a quick but soft press of his lips to mine. “I know I’ve already said this, but … I’m sorry. For everything. I should have trusted you all along. I feared that Harley would corrupt you, and I ran blindly back down that path myself.”

“Don’t.” I shook my head and caressed his face. I hated the self-loathing in his enchanting eyes. It wasn’t right. “Don’t beat yourself up over it. Harley’s dead. You are here now. It’s over.”

With a nod, he leaned his forehead against mine. As much as I hated that Arys was in such emotional turmoil, it was a relief, too. He was so much the killer, seeking the thrill of the hunt, guided by unashamed bloodlust. I appreciated the deeper part of him.

Shaz said nothing, though as the one who had really taken Harley down, I imagined he was still overjoyed about the whole thing. He traced a finger lightly along the back of my neck, sweeping my damp hair aside. While Arys and I loosely held one another, Shaz leaned in to press his lips to my sensitive flesh.

It tickled even as it sent a shot of heat to my groin. I squirmed and giggled against my will. Shaz slipped his arms around me from behind, and I relaxed into his embrace. I pulled Arys closer for another kiss, this time slipping my tongue into his mouth swiftly. I longed to taste him, needing to make up for the last two weeks he’d been absent.

I wanted to tell him never to leave me like that again, that I needed him and couldn’t bear to be without him. Instead, I kissed him with all I had, letting my actions speak for me. With one hand, I reached back for Shaz, grasping his hand and holding it tightly.

Touching each of them like this, it was hard not to notice the strong current of energy that flowed through the three of us.

Arys deepened our kiss, devouring me in his sudden urgency. Running his hands up inside my robe, he pushed it down my arms in an attempt to free me of it. Shaz caught on quickly, tugging the robe off the rest of the way. I sat between them naked and feeling exposed. My response was to tug at Shaz’ towel. It came loose easily, and I tossed it aside.

“What about you?” I grinned at Arys, indicating the blue jeans he still wore.

“In a hurry, are you?” In no time, Arys was as nude as Shaz and I. The sensation of their naked bodies pressed to either side of me was glorious, and I reveled in it.

I turned to Shaz, nuzzling him as I would in wolf form. His musky wolf scent teased me, stirring my lust for him. I bit playfully at his lips before targeting the pulse in the side of his neck. I nipped at it lightly until a soft moan came from him. At the same time, Arys was kissing his way up my arm, pausing in the hollow of my elbow to lick the soft spot that always drove me wild.

He continued to make his way up my arm, pausing to nip at various places along the way. Arys pressed closer so that I was sandwiched between them. Slipping his arms around me from behind, he cupped my breasts, kneading them firmly. Shaz ran a hand over my cheek and up into my hair, entwining his fingers tightly in my long locks.

Arys rubbed my nipples until they stood firm. I trembled at the pleasure that steadily grew within me. I kissed Shaz with a passion that swept me with fire. As our tongues danced together, Arys’ lips left a moist trail along my upper back and shoulders.

With one hand, I felt my way down Shaz’ body. His hard abs and flat stomach drew my appreciation. I followed the path of my hand with my lips. Arys modified his position so that I could lay on the fur throw in front of Shaz. I settled myself between his legs, grinning up at him before taking his hard cock into my mouth.

I allowed Arys to roll me onto my side so that he could stretch out alongside me. As I ran my tongue around the tip of Shaz’ shaft, sucking the head into my mouth, Arys pressed his face against my stomach and breathed deeply of my scent. A hand slipped between my legs, and he lightly stroked my slit. A rush of moisture gathered between my thighs.

I moaned with Shaz inside my mouth. The subtle vibration was enough to coax a groan from him. I glanced up to find his head thrown back and his eyes closed. As I licked and sucked him, I worked him with my hand as well. I tried to maintain a slow and steady motion, but Arys’ persistent touch encouraged me to devour Shaz like a lollipop.

Arys’ lips were soft as he kissed his way down my abdomen to my mound. He voraciously sucked my clit into his mouth with a hunger and aggression that had me squirming. He slipped two fingers deep inside me, and I gave a small cry. I held Shaz’

swollen cock tightly as he thrust into my mouth. When I glanced up at him again, he was watching Arys pleasure me.

The raw desire burning in Shaz’ vibrant green eyes spoke to me. It stirred my wolf into a frenzy. I loved witnessing on his face how much he enjoyed what he was seeing.

I spread my legs wider to give Arys better access. He grabbed my outside leg and placed it on his shoulder so that I wasn’t awkwardly holding it aside. The position allowed him to hook a hand under my ass so that he could hold me close while he devoured me.

The heat from his mouth combined with the tantalizing flick of his tongue over my throbbing clit was almost more than I could take. I licked and sucked at Shaz, noting how his breathing changed. He was close to orgasm. I could sense it coming.

I worked him harder with my hand as I used my tongue to toy with him. At the same time, Arys stroked my G spot, and I shuddered. It didn’t take long for me to reach the point of climax. It came on strong and fast, the intensity of the moment driving it.

I moaned, my inner muscles clenching on Arys’ fingers. The spasms that racked me were extreme, yet it wasn’t enough. I wanted him inside me.

It was as if Arys read my mind. The sensations had barely subsided when he sat up, grabbed my hips and pulled me onto my knees. I continued to slide my hand up and down Shaz’ erection but risked a quick glance back at the vampire.

I was surprised to see he and Shaz locked in eye contact. Their unspoken communication puzzled me because I wasn’t part of it. Neither of them said a word as Arys gripped my ass and thrust into me from behind. That was all it took to drive Shaz over the edge. He came hard, spurting hot cream in my mouth and over my hand.

His release increased my own pleasure. The power behind Arys’ thrusts threw me forward so that I fell on top of Shaz. He grabbed a hold of my upper arms and held me while my dark vampire had his way with me.

In that position, I was forced to stare into Shaz’ eyes. There was a glint of mischief and delight in his jade gaze. Several months ago, I never would have believed this moment would arrive. I kept expecting to feel awkward or unnatural, but that didn’t happen.

Shaz kissed me with a tenderness that contrasted with Arys’ animal-like possession of my body. I couldn’t help the moans that spilled from me. Shaz didn’t seem to mind.

With one hand, he held me while, with the other, he caressed my hair lovingly.

I braced myself as Arys plunged deep into me repeatedly. My body pulsated with the energy that coursed through the three of us. It grew steadily with each slick stroke of Arys’ cock.

I was momentarily surprised when Arys suddenly pulled out of me and rolled me so that I was flat on my back staring up at the ceiling. He gestured for Shaz to take his place between my legs, which the white wolf was quick to do. He knelt between my legs, spreading them wider so he could watch as he entered me.

Arys moved so that he sat near my head, and I quickly realized where he was going with this. His shaft glistened with my juices. I watched, wide eyed, as he brought it to my lips. I reached for it, holding it steady and meeting Arys’ eyes. They were wolfish, the blue obliterating the whites. I was really starting to enjoy the wolf eyes on him.

The sensation of Shaz sliding inside me was heavenly. My heart raced, and my breath quickened. My tongue darted out, and I tasted myself on Arys. Having one of them at my head and the other between my legs was beyond exciting. I was almost giddy with glee.

My breasts bounced in time with Shaz’ thrusts. I raised my hips so I could move in time with his rhythm. I encouraged Arys to pump slowly into my mouth so that I could lick and suck him while lying on my back.

My brain struggled to make sense of the swarm of mental and physical affections.

My two lovers were commanding my body, and my mind responded in full. It was overwhelming but so intimate and demanding of me in every way.

A low growl rumbled through the room. Shaz’ wolf was rising to the surface of his being, calling mine to join him. I reached for him with a clawed hand, grasping his forearm and drawing blood. I softened my grip on Arys’ manhood, careful not to injure him with a claw. My beast was pacing inside me, restless and eager.

The three of us kept up a steady motion, each of us receiving pleasure in some way.

The energy flowing between us continued to grow. I was caught up in it, like being in the eye of the storm as the calm gave way and the massive thunder crashed over me.

I felt detached from my body, able to feel the onslaught of pleasure but having no control. I writhed on the floor between them, helplessly caught in the throes of both physical and metaphysical joy. The mental aspect of our play was no less effective, driving me over the edge again and again.

When at last I came back to myself, the earth seemed to be spinning. There was a high-pitched squeal in my ears, the sound of too much energy built up too quickly. Shaz reached for my hand to pull me to a sitting position, but I waved him away, needing an additional moment to catch my breath.

I knew when Arys pulled away that he was purposely holding himself back from orgasm. Perhaps he was waiting for the big bang I felt was yet to come. He seemed to be enjoying the climactic highs Shaz and I were hitting. My dark vampire … such a giver.

Shaz reached for the champagne bottle that I’d completely forgotten about. He drained the last of the contents in one large swallow. I lay there watching him, loving the way the fur rug felt against my skin. Arys was looking at me with a new kind of hunger.

Bloodlust.

I held my wrist out to him. His gaze flicked from my offered arm to Shaz, and I knew what he was angling for. Arys wanted a taste of my wolf mate.

He grabbed my wrist in a blur of motion. His action was aggressive and hungry, but he held me carefully. He stroked a finger along the soft spot where my veins were visible.

Looking up at him, I studied the contours of his beautiful face while he bared his fangs.

Shaz stretched out beside me on the fur, and though his arm went across my middle, his gaze was glued to the vampire.

I held my breath when Arys’ fangs punctured my flesh. It was a shallow bite, just enough for him to get a mouthful. The pain was instant, but it didn’t last long. His warm tongue snaked out to lick the wound delicately, and a shock of heat coursed through me.

Arys had pure sex in his bite.

When he looked at Shaz and me, there was blood on his bottom lip. He stared steadily at Shaz. “Are you impressionable enough yet, wolf?”

Shaz didn’t visibly move, but I felt him stiffen beside me. I was more than a little surprised to hear him reply, “Possibly. But only on my terms.”

“Of course,” Arys said with a nod and a badass smile. “Name them.”

I sat in stunned silence, afraid to move or speak lest I destroy the moment. Shaz was going to allow Arys to bite him, and this was something I wanted to see.