Page 49 of Guardians for the Vamp
“You are so mine,” she says, echoing the words Thorne and I have said to her.
She presses two fingers inside me, and my eyes roll into the back of my head as she pumps in and out slowly. Her mouth continues to work my nipple, her fangs scratching over my furred skin enough to draw blood. She licks the welled drops immediately and groans.
“You taste fucking amazing,” she says, adding a third finger and picking up speed.
My tail moves behind Layla and presses against her wet opening. I don’t wait for orders and harden the tip to slip it inside her.
“Fuck,” she murmurs, against my breast.
We fall into a frantic rhythm, her fingers filling me and my tail pounding into her. She shakes with her orgasm first, and I remove my tail to suck her sweet juices off the tip. Her pleasure rolls through me like a wave of ecstasy… a high I’ve never reached with any drug in existence.
“Come for me, Vara,” Layla says, adding yet another finger.
She’s unrelenting with her thrusts.
“Fuck, Lollipop. That’s good.”
I vaguely hear the door to the penthouse open and Thorne calls out. The thought of him watching us, but not touching—not participating, nearly sends me over the edge.
“Thorne,” I gasp.
“I know,” Layla says, but doesn’t let up.
The air in the room seems to electrify the moment the gargoyle finds us.
“Watch.”
It’s all Layla says as she readjusts herself to cover my clit with her mouth. She’s not being gentle with her plump lips or her greedy fingers. My pussy pulses with need.
“I’m close, darling,” I groan.
Glancing over Layla’s shoulder, I spot Thorne leaned up against the wall, watching like a good boy.
Layla’s tongue thrashes perfectly against my clit and when she reaches her free hand up to pinch and pull my nipple; I erupt with my orgasm. My entire body quakes, stars crossing my vision, and I squirt all over Layla’s hand.
I don’t think I’ve ever squirted before. At least, not likethis.
Layla stares up at me, smirking and proud of herself.
“Such a good girl, V,coming so hard for me.”
She crawls off the bed and walks over to Thorne, sliding her fingers coated with my cum into his mouth. He closes his eyes, whimpering as he sucks. Once he’s done, Layla returns to the bed and holds out her hand. I take it, and she pulls me up.
“Now Thorne is going to clean us in the shower, then he’ll change the sheets so we can all cuddle and talk after.”
She doesn’t give him the option to protest, not that he would, and leads us all into the bathroom.
Chapter 13 – Layla
That was empowering. Vara letting me take control reminded me just how far I’ve come, not only in accepting my sexuality, but my body and my desires.
Thorne washed both of us clean and when I tried to reward him with a blow job, he refused, saying tonight was about us, not him. Then we dressed in sleep clothes and now all three of us are cuddled in my king-sized bed with Thorne in between me and Vara.
He’s the biggest so it’s easier for both of us to curl up against his sides.
“Tell us why you were hesitant to ask for what you wanted earlier?” Vara says after we settle underneath the covers.
I knew she was going to ask me this.
