Taken by a Vampire (Vampire Queen) - By Joey W. Hill Page 0,126

the orgasm. Her heart was literally going to explode. Then Evan’s expression became more intent, facial muscles tightening, and she knew the spasming of her pussy would bring him to climax again.

“Please, yes . . .”

As he pistoned up inside of her, letting the second climax go, Niall turned to his Master. Threading his hand through Evan’s hair, he set his mouth to the vampire’s neck and bit. He bit hard, such that Evan growled, clamped a hand down on Niall’s thigh with bruising force. Finding the opening of Niall’s jeans, he gripped his cock in a pumping fist. Niall bit even harder, his hand skating across Evan’s chest, pulling open his shirt to scrape strong fingers across his chest, the flat nipple. She gasped as Evan released, his seed a hot stream bathing her channel. When Niall came in his Master’s grip, the milky fluid fountained, bathing Evan’s fingers, Niall’s bare abdomen, splattering across her spread thighs. Her aftershocks intensified.

With trembling fingers, she collected some of the seed and brought it to her pussy, smearing it over the base of Evan’s cock, her still sensitive clit, and then brought those same fingers to her mouth. Both men watched her with hot, demanding expressions that made her want to start it all over again, even the punishment.

Especially the punishment. It had made her feel more . . . at peace, than she’d felt in quite a while.

Evan’s gaze softened, and he cupped her face, running a thumb over her lips. “Motek,” he murmured. “Such sweetness. You’re a treasure.”

Alanna shuddered under his touch. They were all done, staring at one another, breathing hard. Niall had eased his bite, given Evan a nuzzle, then a lick to deal with the mark he’d left. Evan didn’t appear ready to let her go, and Alanna wasn’t sure what to do. This was when she’d normally climb off Stephen, attend to cleaning him. Instead, Evan eased her forward, guiding her to put her head on his shoulder. Niall stretched his arm behind Evan, so she was cradled between them. Particularly when Evan shifted her so she straddled his thigh and Niall’s adjacent one, her knees pressed between the splay of each man’s legs. Evan’s arm was back around her waist, Niall’s overlapping it again, both keeping her close.

She never wanted to disappoint him, wanted to make them both happy. She wanted to say she was sorry again, but she understood she’d done that, and been punished. Then her Master’s words rendered her speechless.

“I’ve never cared that I’m not the biggest dog in the yard, Alanna. That wasn’t what being a vampire was about to me. But feeling him in your mind, hurting you, knowing my mark wasn’t strong enough to override his . . . I’ve never in my life wanted power the way I wanted it then, to crush him for causing you a moment’s pain.”

For hurting what’s mine.

Niall was obviously startled by the thought his Master had shared with them both. Evan touched his knuckles to Niall’s jaw, linking the three of them. Alanna felt a desire to reach up and touch Niall there herself, increasing the bond. However, before she could, the Scot gave Evan a short nod. Adjusting Alanna so Evan had her cradled in his lap, Niall rose and left them. She watched him stride toward the cabin, refastening his jeans as he went, the muscles across his wide shoulders tense.

“Why does he do that, Master?” she whispered. “Why does he draw away from you when it’s obvious how much he loves you?”

Evan stilled against her. When she glanced up, she caught a brief tightness in his expression. Had she acknowledged something about the men’s relationship that Niall never did?

Evan brought her face back down to his shoulder. She was content to be there, just listening to the sounds of the night, his fingers stroking the bare curve of her spine, the other hand idly kneading her sore buttock, but at length, she thought she could ask another question.

“What was he like . . . back then?”

Evan toyed with her hair, following the line of it over her breast, down her abdomen. She loosened her thighs and he slipped between, playing with her pussy. The tissues there were still very sensitive, so she quivered under his touch, but she loved the feel of his long, sensitive fingers stroking her.

When Evan let her into his mind, he took her back to that first meeting, giving her a longer, more thorough look