Page 67 of Accidental Blood Lust
“So beautiful,” Roman rumbles, and I look down to find him between Loch’s legs, not just looking at his fated mate, but looking at where I’m teasing him, at Loch’s hands clumsily trying to get me undressed, his expression full of lust and awe.
Then he lifts Loch’s hips up a few inches and buries his face in his ass, letting out muffled moans in between wet lickingsounds. Loch wails and precum drools from his cock to pool on the porcelain skin of his belly. I kiss my way down to lap up the salty drips, and then I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and tease him by only sucking and licking the crown.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck. I need it. Fuck me. Ride me. Please, please, please.”
“Patience, love.” Roman licks his way up to Loch’s balls, and I see them jerk under Roman’s tongue.
Loch bucks his hips and I let his cock slide deeper into my mouth, drooling more precum onto my tongue. Roman keeps licking, dragging his tongue up to the base of Loch’s cock where my lips haven’t reached yet, chasing me all the way back to his tip as I let him slide out of my mouth. We meet in a wet, tongue-heavy kiss around Lochlan’s cockhead, and he moans both our names in a raw, desperate voice.
It hits me all over again that this is real. I’ve spent most of my life wishing Roman could be mine, that I could know what it would feel like to have his hands on me without waiting for him to pull away and put a stop to things. Lochlan’s cock slips from between our mouths and the kiss becomes just about the two of us for a minute. I can still hear Loch’s encouraging moans, hear him panting our names, but I let myself get lost in the way Roman growls quietly as he licks into my mouth, and the feeling of us tearing wildly at each other’s clothes.
“You want what he asked for, baby?” Roman asks, breaking the kiss so we can both pull our shirts off and toss them aside. “You want to ride him while I fill him with my cock?”
I nod, panting against his lips before diving back in for another hungry kiss. I know what he’s going to ask next without him having to say a word. And I have it covered. I quietly murmur an incantation into the kiss as we both shimmy our pants off. My magic warms the surface of my skin and sparks onmy lips as slickness blooms inside my hole. The sensation takes some getting used to, but it’s definitely a handy spell.
Roman kneads my ass cheeks with his big, strong hands, and then slides his fingers into my crease. He moans around my tongue when his fingertips meet my slippery rim, magically lubed and ready to be fingered and fucked.
“I’m going to fuck you and knot you one day, fill you up with my cum until it’s dripping out of your sweet little hole,” he growls.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan, and Lochlan whimpers, bringing our attention back to our feral, horny vampire. “Don’t worry, Lochy, you’re about to get your turn. You think you can handle the beast Roman’s packing?” I tease, looking at him as I wrap my hand around Roman’s impressive girth and give it a slow tug.
Roman makes a needy sound from deep in his chest and bucks into my grasp, his cock getting even stiffer as he eases two fingers into my hole. “Fuck, baby, you’re so goddamn tight.”
He kisses down my throat and sucks on my collarbone, careful with his teeth so they don’t break my skin. I wonder what would happen if he bit me, if he marked me. I’m not his fated mate, so would the mate bite even work? I shake my head to clear the useless thought.
“I bet you love how he feels when he rides you, don’t you, love?” Roman growls.
Loch whimpers and nods, clawing at the sheets, his eyes fixed on Roman’s fingers sliding slowly in and out of my hole.
“You want a better look?” Roman smirks, pulling his fingers out quick enough to make me gasp, then manhandling me into a different position. I’m not sure exactly how he manages it, but in a blink, he’s pulled Lochlan towards the foot of the bed so his legs are hanging off and set me straddling him while Roman stands between Loch’s legs.
He grabs my ass cheeks again and parts them so Loch can see my tight, glistening hole.
“So perfect,” Loch murmurs. “Put your fingers back in him, get him ready for my cock.”
“That what you want too, baby?” Roman nuzzles my ear, nipping gently at the lobe as I tremble and cant my hips, grinding my throbbing cock against the hard planes of his stomach.
He sinks two fingers back inside me, stretching me, making me ache for more.
“What about Loch? You going to get him ready to take my big cock?” Roman rumbles, nudging Loch’s legs wider.
I whisper a slightly altered version of the spell and then reach down between us to slide my fingers between Loch’s legs. He’s already wet and soft from Roman’s tongue, and so fucking eager for me as I ease my fingers inside of him. He grips my hips from behind, parting my ass cheeks again while Roman’s fingers continue to slide in and out, his knuckles tugging at my rim, his fingertips teasing my prostate.
“Fuck, I need it. Please,” Loch cries again, and I nod.
I don’t want to wait anymore either. I need them. I ease my fingers out of his hole and Roman does the same to me, making me gasp and clench from the sudden emptiness. Loch doesn’t leave me waiting for long though before his crown nudges my tender, ready hole.
“Let me feel,” Roman growls, running his fingertips along my rim as Loch slowly thrusts inside, stretching my hole, filling me up just the way I need.
“You’re so good for me, Jare, you feel amazing. I love you so much, I never want to lose you again. Promise me. Promise I’ll never lose you.”
“I promise,” I gasp, even though part of me knows that there are still a hundred things that could go wrong and tear us apart.We don’t need to think about any of that right now. “I love you.” I groan, clenching around his cock and digging my fingers into Roman’s chest as Loch bottoms out inside me.
Roman’s hands cover Loch’s on my hips, and he stares into my eyes with the same look of awe and devotion I saw earlier, like he can’t believe that we’re really his any more than I can.
“Are you ready for my cock, mate? Do you still want me to fill you?”
“Yes,” Loch whines. “Hurry. I need it so bad.”
