The hellhound’s lips parted and I saw his fangs, very evident in his aroused state.
My mouth curled into a grin and Indra growled.
“I think someone is a bit possessive tonight,” Cian commented, gripping Indra’s hips harder. “Don’t start a puppy fight now, George.”
Teasingly, I licked up the side of Akiva’s shaft, then swallowed him back down.
Indra licked his lips and pressed forward once more, kissing me hard when I pulled away from Akiva. I gasped in surprise when I felt the lich’s fingers enter me, and he took that moment to push my head downward again.
I let him, my lips stretched over his cock as he rocked upward into my mouth. Indra growled and turned to nip at Akiva’s hips and inner thighs as the lich’s breath hitched.
He warned me, voice breathy, of his impending release, but I didn’t pull away. I swallowed around him, nose pressed almost to his pelvis as he rocked his hips upward into my mouth again.
Finally he did pull me away, and I lifted my face just to have Indra claim my mouth, tongue tasting every part of my tongue and teeth to taste Akiva there.
Cian was still behind him, hands rubbing Indra’s hips, though I hadn’t seen Indra find his own release.
“Maybe you aren’t so selfish,” Akiva teased as Indra continued to explore my mouth. “But I don’t think Indra is convinced, do you Cian?”
“Not at all,” the vampire agreed. “You won’t let him go without, will you?”
I didn’t get to answer. Indra got to his knees on the floor and pulled me down as well, but when I tried to press myself against him he suddenly put a hand to the middle of my back, and shoved me to the carpet face first before pulling my hips around towards him.
“Indra…“ he grabbed my hips, yanking them upward as he entered me suddenly. My body shuddered and I gasped in excitement.
It was tight and hot and felt amazing. Indra was the smallest of the three, but was by no means small. I started to raise myself to all fours but then Indra was there, using his weight to pin my chest to the floor.
“You’re so hot like this,” he growled, pulling his hips back to thrust hard into me and making me cry out. “Do you know how much I’ve wanted to do this?”
“You could’ve,” I laughed, wishing I could reach back and touch myself. He thrust into me again and I yelped. “Anytime.”
“Anytime?” He repeated in my ear. “I can just come over to your house and claim you like this? With you under me while I fuck you?” I whined and he growled approvingly, one hand wrapping around my hips so he could rub my clit.
“Don’t you dare cum,” he breathed in my ear, voice much too sweet for the words.
“Indra!“ I argued, but he cut me off with a growl.
“Not until I have. All right, George?” I nodded my head eagerly and his teeth bit into my shoulder lightly until I yelped again, tail writhing between us.
“Put your hands above your head.” He guided my hands out onto the carpet in front of me, crossed. Then the hellhound growled his encouragement. “Don’t move,” he breathed against my neck, changing so that he could grip my hips in his strong fingers.
He fucked me in earnest, hips slamming into mine as he thrust into me over and over. I very quickly lost control of my voice, though thankfully the carpet muffled quite a bit of the sounds falling from my lips.
There was no way I wasn’t going to cum. He felt so good inside me, and I was already so worked up.
As if sensing my thoughts, Indra gripped my hair suddenly, pulling me up to my knees and flush against him so he could wrap one arm around my stomach and used the other to force my head back to his shoulder.
“Don’t you dare,” he whispered. “I know you can do this for me.” He whispered nonsensically in my ear as his thrusting sped up, making me cry out and try to pull away every time he brushed that sensitive bunch of nerves inside me that pushed me closer and closer to my own orgasm.
Then he shuddered, snarling against my ear as he came inside me while holding me tightly to him.
“Such a good girl,” he breathed, arms wrapped around me and pinning mine to my sides.
“Indra–“ I was nearly crying with how much I wanted to cum. Didn’t he see that?
He stood, bringing me to my feet as well, and then dropped me on Cian’s lap, my back pressed to the vampire’s chest.
Cian’s arms trapped my arms behind me immediately and he moved his legs so that my knees were hooked over his. He forced my legs wide and when I turned away from him I found Akiva and Indra both on the floor in front of us, momentarily wrapped up in each other.
His free hand found my breasts and he ran his thumb over one nipple, twisting and teasing and making me bite my lip.
“You were so good,” Cian purred. “You didn’t cum. You’re such a good girl.” His praise made my stomach curl obscenely and I whimpered.
Akiva turned with his own grin, eyes wicked. “You absolutely deserve a reward,” he agreed, crawling forward to sit between my thighs. He leaned forward, kissing me below my navel and working his mouth downward as Cian pushed my legs wider.
He didn’t tease me this time. Instead, three fingers pressed into me and I squirmed, so very aroused by the fact that Cian had me trapped and Akiva could do whatever he wanted.
The lich curled his fingers forward, thrusting them in and out as he watched my face while I came apart. I was aware that I was begging him to let me finish, and when his thumb found my clit I came almost immediately.
But he didn’t stop.
