Rough hands fall on my arms, gripping me tight, and my eyes bulge—
As Vallan spins me away from Garro and my hand leaves his throat. I’m twirled into the crushing body of my largest mate, swaddled in his warmth and sheer size. Even though I’m a tall woman equal to Garroway’s height, Vallan towers over us both and makes me feel small and quaint by comparison. His hold on me feels dominant and fires my arousal.
“Lot of pent-up energy in those veins, silverblood?” he croons in my ear.
Goosebumps break out along my neck as his words burrow into me, all bass and guttural want. “I want to show you two whatelsethe Grimsons do in the dark here.”
He lets out a small huff. “Fighting and fucking? My two favorite things.” His hand slides down, groping past my middle to the front of my pants. I’m still sweaty and not in a particularly sexy state, but none of that stops my mates, or me. If anything, my dirtiness entices their desires.
Typically, I’m astounded and embarrassed when my mates tell me they canscentme. After the sparring I’ve just finished, working off the rust of my own skills, evenIcan smell me. It’s not a disarming or particularly bad aroma—it’s heady and makes my head spin when it melds with the masculine signatures of Vallan and Garroway.
Vall’s bear paw of a hand glides down my front, dips beneath my pants, and hooks between my legs. He clutches my pussy and runs his fingers roughly across my seam, making me squeeze his wrist against my wobbling thighs. I let out a small whimper as his fingers plumb my cunt and grow sticky from my wetness.
Garroway peels my pants down from the back, taking up his subservient role as Vallan readies me for them both. My heart stutters in my chest when Garro brings my pants down past the swell of my wide hips, low enough to reveal my wide, pale ass.
My cub goes to his knees. I inhale sharply when his hands join Vallan’s, reaching between my legs to my front so he cangingerly rub my clit and ignite a firestorm of blessed sensations jolting through me.
“Fuck,” I breathe heavily. My forehead falls on Vallan’s chest. I’m standing but not on my own volition, with his sturdy frame taking up my weight and keeping me upright.
Looking for leverage elsewhere, I handle his cock through his pants before reaching in to get the prize. It takes agonizing seconds for me to haul out his massive dick from the confines of his leathers, and once it’s firmly in my grip the shock of it startles me.
Gripping Vallan at the base, his length stretches past my closed fist, easily able to fit two, maybe three more hands on the ladder of his shaft to wield the whole thing. He and Skar have always shocked me with their size, and Vall looks even more swollen than usual.
His voice is a low murmur in my ear, wordless and needful as I stroke him slowly, lazily. My free hand finds his heavy balls, so full of the seed I find myself begging for anytime we get like this.
Warmth slides over my asshole and my body goes rigid when I realize it’s Garroway’s tongue. My submissive mate is on his knees behind me, fingering my front and tonguing my rear.
My eyes roll and my mouth falls open, my chin trembling. My body shakes from their joint ministrations, and then Vallan lifts my shirt to bare my other large assets.
When my tits bounce down weightily, Vallan hums again, says nothing, and dips his head to lave my nipples with his tongue. He fondles and brings my flesh together, slowly forcing me back until I’m essentially sitting on Garroway’s face.
The dhampir loves it. I can hear the sloppiness of his licking and prodding. He finds pleasure in the filthiest things, and now I’m stuck here on my tiptoes, stiff and upright as my two delectable mates take what they want from me—one of them onhis knees behind me, the other bent forward in front of me while I stroke him feverishly.
It seems my promise of motivation has inspired them to wicked ends. All inhibitions are thrown out inside this dark, cold room without any torchlight nearby. I can’t even see more than a hint of pale cheek or a red eye—we operate on sound and touch alone.
The wetness of Garroway’s tongue. The squelching of their massaging fingers slipping in and out of my sopping cunt. I’m about to come undone and they haven’t even penetrated me yet.
As if feeling my needs inflate, Vallan presses forward, curving his fist-sized cockhead against the bare swell of my belly. His arousal smears across my flesh, white-hot.
“Take me, my big brute,” I beg the vampire, “and don’t be gentle.”
“I’m afraid I can never be gentle with you, silverblood, when you’re so strong.”
I croak, pushing my chin against his shoulder. He hugs me against him and his cock angles between my thighs. The friction of his shaft runs raw against my pussy lips and wets his cock while sending more shockwaves of lust skittering through my body.
A hand wraps around Vallan’s cock, but both of his arms are draped around me and digging into my hair as we kiss and slobber all over each other.
It’s Garroway fisting Vallan’s cock, guiding him where neither of us can see between my thighs. I hear him give a quick lick of Vallan’s cockhead, smack his lips approvingly, and murmur, “Mm, you taste ready, brute.”
Vallan grunts appreciatively in my ear. I pull at his beard, forcing his lips against mine, and melt into him—
As Garroway pushes the vampire’s huge cock into my cunt. As my lips spread to take in Vallan’s tongue, my pussy spreadsto take in his cock, and all thoughts leave my body. I’m being attacked in the most delectable way at every angle.
He seats himself inside me, pressing precious inches deep inside, spreading my walls until I feel full and bloated from his size.
My jaw drops and I bite his shoulder through his clothes, unable to stop myself. Vallan’s hands fall on my wide hips, then circle around my ass cheeks and push them together.
Garroway’s tongue flutters beneath us. I’m spilling sticky juices all over his upturned face while he licks Vallan’s balls and my asshole and the nerve-filled space where his cock and my cunt meet.