Page 83 of Guardians for the Vamp
I pound her pussy harder and lean in, my fangs dropping.
Then, I bite her.
Bunny explodes with an orgasm, her walls massaging me.
When she’s done shaking, Vara removes her tail, and I flip the vampire over my shoulder to the center of my back. She screams as I toss her around with ease and clutches my neck once she knows she’s safe, and I have a secure hold on her.
“Hang on while I fuck Vara,” I say and Layla’s arm wraps around my neck so tightly, I’m almost unable to breathe.
I bring Vara into my arms, and she takes hold of my cock to guide the tip to her cunt. I thrust up into her, and she groans.
My tail finds Layla’s pussy behind me, and it transforms to a phallic shape.
“I think Layla can take your tail too, Vara,” I say.
I can’t see it happening, but my body knows, shuddering with pleasure the moment Vara stuffs her tail inside Layla, next to mine.
This must be heaven. Fucking my two mates while between them.
Layla moans in my ear as our tails work in tandem, stretching her and pumping inside her. Vara whimpers in front of me. I kiss her to claim those wonderful noises and slide my hands over her ass, squeezing the soft mounds.
Layla gets brave and unlatches one arm from me so she can smooth her hand over one wing.
The sound I make is animalistic. Raw.
I’m about to lose it.
My mates’ pleasure swirls within me, building to boiling point. My knot expands until I can no longer move it.
When someone’s finger teases my asshole, I come.
My seed pours into Vara’s pussy, and she kisses me fiercely. Our fangs clash. Blood spills into my mouth.
Vara moans, and her walls clamp down as she reaches orgasm next.
Between being double stuffed with our tails and the shared pleasure, it’s too much for Layla to hold back, and she shakes with her second climax.
We remain mid-air, entwined like vines, for several minutes. I casually flap my wings to keep us high up. The night air cooling our heated bodies… well… except for Layla whose body is always cold.
“Okay,” Layla begins. “I think I could get over my dislike of heights as long as we get to do that again.”
I laugh and start flying us back down to Layla’s balcony.
“Remove yourself from me, gargoyle. How many times do I have to tell you not to fly me when I have wings of my own?”
I shake my head. “I can’t. One… my knot won’t go down for a few more minutes. And two… I poured a lot of cum inside you. The knot is keeping it in. Can’t have it slipping out and falling onto a human’s head below.”
She scoffs.
“That won’t happen.”
“Ithashappened before. It’s why sky sex is frowned upon for winged creatures,” I say, chuckling.
When I land, Layla dismounts my back, and she follows me inside the penthouse while I carry Vara. I smirk at her little huffs and whimpers as her pussy stretches and bounces around on my aching cock from the movement of my walking.
By the time we get to the massive bathroom, my knot has gone down enough that I’m able to lift Vara off and set her on the floor. Her eyes widen, and she looks down at her legs when my cum leaks down the inside of her thighs.
“See,” I say and kiss her on the head. “Let’s go clean you two up.”
