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Lucien tilts his head and smiles at me. A smile that feels like sin wrapped in desire. “Very well,” he says. Then he moves to the armchair and pulls it away from the wall.

Gesturing to it, he tells Luna to sit.

She does as he’s asked, and he steps back, slowly removing his clothes as I take my cue to kneel in front of her.

Clothes gone, completely naked, Lucien prowls around us. He lifts Luna’s legs for her and hooks them over the sides of the armchair. Then he stands behind it and tells me, “Make our kitten purr, Kim.”

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Luna

As Lucien stands over us and watches, Kim presses his face to my pussy and inhales a deep breath through the fabric of my underwear.

“Holy fucking hell, Luna, you smell incredible.” He presses his lips to the groove of my thighs, teasing the sensitive skin with his mouth and tongue as his finger strokes tantalisingly slow movements on top of the fabric.

Lucien leans over the back of the armchair and runs his hands down my body, stopping to brush my nipples then pinch and roll them between his thumb and forefinger.

I sigh and close my eyes, then open them again because I want to see the way Kim looks between my legs.

Looking up at Lucien, I ask him for his blood. But not with my words; I just open my mouth and whimper pleadingly.

Instantly, he opens up his wrist for me and lets me drink. As his strength floods my body, the sensations between my legs intensify.

Kim is kissing and nibbling at me, and the way my underwear is pressing against my clit is driving me crazy.

“Paint the inside of her pussy with my blood, Kim.” Lucien rips off my underwear and holds his bleeding wrist over my pussy.

Kim laps it up, swirling his tongue hungrily over my clit. Then he holds out his fingers so Lucien can offer him more, and eases them, slick and bloody, inside me.

The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt or imagined I could feel. Vibrations of pleasure, tiny, but one on top of the other on top of the other. In places I never knew I could feel anything at all.

Then he curls his fingers, brings his lips back to my clit, and sucks.

At the same time, Lucien plays with my nipples. “Bite me,” I whisper, pleading. “Please, Lucien, bite me.”

He doesn’t hesitate; he sinks his fangs into my neck and sucks.

They are both sucking and lapping at me, and Kim’s fingers are still inside me, and I’m making noises that don’t even sound human.

Then suddenly they stop.

“Luna, holy fuck…” Kim jolts back.

I open my eyes and realise I’m no longer in the chair; I’m floating above it, shadows swirling around me. I laugh, and they dissipate, lowering me back to the chair. Except, this time, I kneel in it and tell Kim to fuck me.

His hands are on my hips before I’ve even finished voicing my request. And then Lucien’s cock is in my mouth, and he’s playing with my clit while he fucks my throat.

“My turn,” Kim murmurs, and I think he’s asking for me to give him my mouth. But then I realise he’s asking for Lucien’s cock. And just the thought of that drives me wild.

Let alone the sight of it.

I start to climax almost the second Kim opens his mouth for Lucien. Then when Lucien kisses me, groaning onto my tongue as he comes deep in Kim’s throat, I come too.

We are both shaking, panting, quivering with our orgasms when Kim pulls out of me and stands in front of us.

“Who wants it?” he asks.

I glance at Lucien. I don’t think either of us expected Kim to be like this. If I’m honest, I thought Lucien would take the lead. And it is so fucking hot that he hasn’t.