Taken by a Vampire (Vampire Queen) - By Joey W. Hill Page 0,91

he recaptured her mouth. It was at least a three-page kiss, because by the time he was done with it, she was making quiet pleas in the back of her throat from his relentless plundering of her lips, mouth, tongue. When he laid her back on the bed, straddled her waist and opened his trousers, she was already parting her lips, wetting them, her eyes avid for what he was offering.

His long, thick cock was as pale and beautiful as the rest of him. She wanted to close her hands around it, but he’d adjusted his knees over her arms, holding them pinned as he slid closer. When he teased her mouth with the head, making her reach for it, she felt a curious joy at the playfulness. Then that playfulness disappeared, eyes darkening as she cried out, a guttural, yearning noise. Niall had plunged his tongue deep into her pussy, holding her thighs down and open with his powerful hands as he swirled and suckled, then teased her clit. He was going right for aggressive arousal, and she was catapulted up that ramp so quickly, she was almost afraid to take Evan into her mouth, for fear of biting down from the wave of passion that tumbled her in its grasp.

But her Master was demanding she service him, and she rejoiced in his want, his need. She took him deep, no choice, because he thrust hard, pushing into the back of her throat, taking control of the motion so she had to struggle to keep up. A true struggle, with what Niall was doing to her. Oh God, she couldn’t focus. It was too much, Evan’s taste, his organ stretching her lips, requiring mindless submission from her, Niall catapulting her toward orgasm.

Master . . . I can’t . . . I’m going to come . . .

Yes, you are. By our will alone. Let go and feel, Alanna. I want to see it.

She redoubled her efforts on him, trying to do what she should, but it was erratic, her lower body shuddering and jerking in Niall’s firm grip. The orgasm rolled over her, and she was screaming against Evan’s cock, no finesse, sucking him out of crazy need, lost in the pleasure of serving their desires. The dense heat of male lust in the dark room cocooned her like Niall’s coat. Something sure, solid, real.

The Scot kept licking her even after the largest wave of the orgasm had passed, keeping her struggling and moaning. Then they were turning her, lifting her onto all fours. Smoothly, the men changed places, Niall stretching out on the bed beneath her and Evan behind her, his hands firm on her hips.

Take care of him, now, my sweet. While I enjoy your wet pussy.

Yours, Master. It’s yours.

She made a sound of pure ecstasy as Evan filled her, stretching her. Putting a hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed her down toward Niall. She clawed at Niall’s shirt, tearing buttons off so she could put her mouth on the dragon tattoo. Niall’s eyes flamed with heat and he gripped her shoulders, exerting pressure. Telling her what he wanted.

Watching you suck me drove him crazy, Alanna. He demands you service him as well.

“Yes, Master.” It was a whisper as she met Niall’s tawny eyes and then lowered her lashes, intent on her goal and his demand.

Working her way down, Evan moving with her, she pulled open Niall’s jeans, pushed the boxers out of the way. Seeing the slit of his cock pearled with fluid made her salivate. Evan was driving in deep, pulling out slow, taking his time despite how hard he was. Vampires never rushed unless it suited their purpose. He’d have her insane with arousal again in no time, not that she was far from it now.

“Show this lazy servant what you can do, eh, lass?” Niall muttered.

When she nipped at his broad head, she earned that dangerous chuckle. “You’ll be under me again, InhServ. Mind those fancy manners now.” He tugged her hair, in lust and reproof.

In answer, she bit him harder, but groaned as Evan sank deep again, staying there this time, rotating his hips as he held hers fast, letting her feel the rub of him against every clenching part of her channel. “Ohhh . . .”

I gave you a command, yekirati. Take care of my servant.

Niall’s cock was thick and hard, ready for her mouth. She felt nourished by the heat and weight of him filling her mouth. He pushed