Taken by a Vampire (Vampire Queen) - By Joey W. Hill Page 0,51

blanket where it was, riding the edge of her hip.

His hands were back on his servant, his knuckles brushing her hair as he moved down Niall’s chest. When he paused, fingers shifting, she expected he was toying with a flat nipple. Turning her head, she saw the vampire propped on one elbow, leaning over Niall’s shoulder. As he scraped his nails over the man’s nipple, Evan nudged the Scot’s loose dark brown hair out of his way. He put his other hand on Niall’s throat, collaring him as he pierced the artery.

It was mesmerizing, since Evan had been so . . . not unvampirelike, that wasn’t the right word. But this display of power, of dominance, the glow in his eyes, the flash of fangs, reminded her that he had a side she could understand. This part of things she knew. His free hand pushed beneath Niall’s arm, lingering on his hip bone. Then Evan tunneled beneath the cloth, found and gripped the cock that was fast coming to life, pushing against her soft buttocks. She started to shift to make more room for her Master.

“Stay where you are, Alanna,” Evan breathed against his servant’s skin. Niall’s eyes had opened to half slits, as if he was caught between dream and wake, but she suspected he was quite aware, or getting there very quickly. “He likes pushing himself against a soft female ass while I’m fucking him.”

She’d been in the room when a vampire was coupling with another male, but she’d never been this close and intimate with it, in this dark room where Niall’s breath was quickening against her shoulders. Her own breath was escalating, Evan’s energy cloaking them both, holding them under his dominion. Niall jerked against the hold on his throat, but Evan’s grip only tightened.

“Going to fight me tonight, my servant?” His fingers constricted elsewhere as well, and Niall let out a groan, his lips drawing back from his teeth in a near snarl as Alanna felt Evan skillfully stroking up and down the hard cock, cupping his balls, squeezing them. Evan’s arm flexed, the muscles smoothly rippling as he handled the big Scot. “You won’t fight me too hard. Not with a beautiful, fragile girl pressed up against you.”

“Cheat.”

“Yes. Like you cheated earlier. You owe me for that.”

She wasn’t sure what that meant, but she understood what Evan wanted now. She undulated her hips, rubbing herself against Niall’s engorged member. He let out a muttered curse as Evan pinched her in approval, stroked the curve of her buttocks. Though he shifted his attention back to Niall, the approbation warmed her. If she could focus on serving his needs, she wouldn’t fall apart. Not like earlier. She didn’t know what had happened then, but she knew this type of situation much better. At least she thought she did.

“Fuck . . .” Niall rumbled again. The hand he’d had on Alanna’s waist had flattened on her stomach as his arm coiled over her. Now his fingers flexed, quivering as if they wanted to turn, cup a breast. She wanted that, too, her nipples tight and eager.

“No. You don’t have my leave to touch her. She’s mine, just as you are mine. You keep your hands right where they are, or I’ll have her bind your arms to the rails of this bed.”

“You’d try.”

“Not me. Her.” Evan’s lip curled back, showing a bloodied fang. “He will fight me tooth and nail, Alanna, but in your hands he’s a tamed beast. Law of the Innocents. He’s peculiar about women and children, my old-fashioned servant.”

“Before my time. I’m not that old.”

“That’s like saying you don’t follow the Bible because you weren’t around when it was written.”

“Ye want to debate theology, now?” Niall’s breath huffed out on a half laugh, half groan again as Evan’s fingers did something else to him. “Jesus.”

As far as Niall not being willing to raise a hand to a woman, her ass begged to differ. Flashing her a feral grin, Evan bent to his meal again.

There’s hurting a woman, then there’s using pain to arouse her. My servant has more than a touch of sexual Dominant in him, and it’s my pleasure to exploit it. He loved spanking your lovely ass.

Air whistled out between Niall’s teeth as Evan’s hand left his cock, sliding over his hip and out of view, where the vampire put those same fingers to a more in-depth purpose. Niall thrust his hips against Alanna. As she made several more provocative circles against