Cian suddenly pulled his teeth from my throat, licking over the bite. “Look at you,” he murmured silkily. “Coming apart on my lap just from them touching you.” He gripped my hips tightly. “Should you be allowed to cum for us, George?”
Akiva pulled away, though he kept me turned towards him so that he could instead kiss and bite at my neck and collarbones.
I didn’t answer. I wasn’t able to.
Cian gripped my chin, meeting my gaze with harsh red eyes and my blood on his lips.
“I asked you a question. Should you be allowed to cum for us?” he asked very plainly.
I nodded, biting my lower lip.
“Then ask my permission.” My eyes widened; Indra’s fingers slowed down and I whined again. “Do you want him to stop?” This time I shook my head hard. “Then ask me for permission.”
“Please!” I gasped out. “Please–Cian–can I please cum.”
“Say it again.” His face glowed from the pleasure of my words, pleasure curling over his full lips. He was enjoying making me ask.
“Please–“ I wanted to so badly. I wanted Indra’s fingers to start moving again. “Please, Cian.”
“Will you be a good girl for me the rest of the night if I let you cum now?” I nodded my head. “Say it, please.”
“I‘ll be a good girl for you.” I’d be damned if the words themselves didn’t set me right back on the edge. “I promise.”
“I bet you will. You can start now, then.” He tangled his fingers in my hair and Indra’s fingers were thrusting into me again, his thumb rubbing hard over my clit. “Come on. Let me hear you, George.” I gasped, hand gripping his wrist as my hips rocked hard into Indra’s hand.
“Cian-“ His hand tightened in my hair and that was it. A tidal wave of pleasure crashed over my body, making me collapse into Cian’s body as I shook with the feeling of so much pleasure. Indra didn’t stop what he was doing, drawing his touches out until I was squirming.
Only then did he pull his fingers back and appeared at my side to push Akiva back into the sofa, his fingers at the lich’s lips and the latter licking at them eagerly while Indra murmured encouragement. My breath hitched in my throat and I curled a hand into Cian’s hair. My eyes stayed fixed on the way Akiva licked and sucked at Indra’s fingers, like he couldn’t get enough of how I tasted on his skin.
They didn’t stop even after I was sure Indra’s fingers were clean. At some point both of them had lost their shirts, and as they kissed, their pants and underwear followed until the two men were both naked on the sofa beside us.
“Are you doing okay?” Cian tipped my chin up, eyes sparkling.
“Yes,” I told him, pulling myself more comfortably into his lap, pressing my body firmly against his so I could feel his arousal between my thighs.
“Good. Because you did just promise to stay all night.” His grin was wicked, and I was certainly not put out by his words.
“Is that a challenge?” I breathed, voice raspy. Did I want it to be a challenge?
“Don’t make it one,” he warned, hands sliding to my lower back. “You might bite off more than you can chew, if you do.” That sounded like the best kind of threat.
“Oh, that was definitely a challenge.”
“Darling girl.” His voice was a low, amused chuckle.The vampire gripped my hips, my hands going to his shirt and pushing it up and off. Finally. Now I could appreciate more of him, and I wasted no time in doing so.
My hands slid up his chest, over smooth, pale skin and lean muscle.
“Remember when you gave me your blood?” I asked, hands pressed to his shoulders.
Looking bemused, he answered, “I do.”
“When you did, I couldn’t get this image out of my mind,” I admitted. “Of me in your lap, my teeth at your throat instead of your wrist.”
“Didn’t think you enjoyed my blood that much,” Cian teased.
“I didn’t, but I enjoy being in your lap just as much as I’d imagined.” I reached down to unbutton his jeans, pulling out his length and running my fingers along him.
The vampire let out a sharp breath, hands tightening on my hips.
“I couldn’t tell.” I forward to kiss him while his hands ran up my spine. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled just enough to hurt, sending sharp tingles through my scalp and heat straight to my core.
I moaned into his mouth, tongue darting out to lick at his bottom lip before letting him coax my tongue against his.
Indra’s mouth skimmed my arm, nipping teasingly at my shoulder before the hellhound was pulled away with a low growl from Akiva and murmured words I couldn’t understand.
“He said he wants to watch you ride me,” Cian breathed against my lips.
I sat back slightly, my hand joining his on his cock. “Did he?” I looked to Akiva, who grinned and bit down lightly on Indra’s shoulder. “I might have, azizati.”
“Don’t look so puzzled,” Cian reached up to smooth out the confusion of my face, drawing me back for another kiss. “He called you ‘my darling.’”
“Oh,” I breathed, lips brushing his. “That’s all right then.” Of course it was all right. It was more than all right. Everything about this had me wanting more, and I’d do almost anything they asked of me, if it meant having at least one pair of hands on my skin.
I looked to Akiva and smirked. “So you want to watch?” I asked teasingly. Slowly, aware of his eyes, I ran my hands down Cian’s waist, stroking over the vampire’s growing arousal. He didn’t answer, but he didn’t look away from me, either. Akiva kept watching while I lined my hips over Cian’s, lowering myself onto him with a soft gasp.
The vampire drank in my expression, hands back on my hips. “Good girl,” he breathed,
