Taboo Kisses(28)

Gabriel disagreed, rather than like, he…. “Love…it.”

He couldn’t take his scrutiny off her. Goddamn, the way she moved along his shaft. Not skilled, but not afraid to apply herself either.

“Deeper.” Maximus encouraged, pushing her head down, and Gabriel’s dick bumped the back of her throat. He groaned as his long-time lover peered at him, a satisfied smile tweaking his lips.

“Release her, Maximus.” Gabriel tugged on her hair and met her curious gaze. “Stop. I’m going to blow.”

Her violet eyes lightened, and a moment later he was stuffed down her throat again. Maximus chuckled and guided the speed of her blowjob with his hand on the back of her head. Up and down her head bobbed, the head of Gabriel’s cock pulsated and couldn’t hold back any longer. No more than a dozen dips and he came with a moan, gripping her hair like it was his lifeline to earth. The first jet she swallowed, but she was flicking her tongue around the head of his cock with the second spurt of semen, some going in her mouth and some sticking to her chin.

“Fuck,” he groaned when she kept licking him.

Maximus grinned. “Eager to please, isn’t she?” He roughly yanked her up to her knees and licked Gabriel’s release off her chin before slamming his mouth over hers.

Gabriel sat up and the moment Maximus came up for air, he claimed her for a kiss, his silent way of thanking her for her willingness to please him. He snarled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back. From the corner of his eye, he spied Maximus fondling her nipples. She had fantastic breasts. Heavier than necessary for the size of her body and large areoles that appealed to him.

Eyes half-mast, she watched them, breathing shallow. Gabriel lowered his head and licked a nipple that Maximus held for him. The vampyr’s other hand slid downward across her belly, and he felt her breath hitch only because his mouth was on her breast.

“Spread your legs.” Maximus’s voice had deepened. Gabriel knew that gruff sound. The vampyr neared his limit of control. “Don’t be afraid, naleah, I intend you no harm.” Gabriel lifted his head to catch Maximus and Sameya locked in an eye-battle while Maximus slid the back of his knuckles across her cheek. “My gift is pleasure. Grant us one month.”

Gabriel palmed her lower back, catching a glance of Maximus’s finger moving back and forth against her pubic bone. “That’s nothing in the scope of our lifetime, baby. Open your legs for Maximus if you will commit thirty days of debauchery”—and trust building, but those weren’t words he’d utter for fear of scaring her off—“with us.”

A long minute of silence passed as she contemplated their request, her gaze flicking back and forth between them. Palms lying flat on the tops of her thighs, she parted them. “I’m sure to regret this.”





Chapter Twelve



Maximus wouldn’t permit her regret. This decision made her theirs, and he’d fight the gods to keep her, while he claimed her as theirs.

Gabriel sucked on her breasts as Maximus slid two fingers into her pussy, going knuckle deep. “Velvety soft and wet.”

So unlike his and Gabriel’s hardness. He wanted to be gentle with her, but the dominant vampyr demanded a hard, rough fucking.

Her eyelids fell closed, and her head tilted back as her groan teased the air.

“We’re going to make you come, over and over again.” Gabriel devoured her mouth after that promise.

Yes, Maximus agreed. Over and over and over and, well…again—beginning now. At the back of her throat, she whimpered as Gabriel pushed a finger into her pussy from between her buttocks. Three fingers thrust inside her, preparing her for Maximus’s girth.

Moving in behind her, Gabriel tossed pillows into a heaping mound against the headboard. The tiger kissed her shoulder and peered at Maximus, their fingers moving in tandem. “Fuck her while I hold her, Maximus.”

Understanding Gabriel wanted to be as much a part of claiming her as possible, Maximus reached over her shoulder and cupped the back of Gabriel’s head. “Yes.”

Gabriel reacted, capturing her by the throat with his hand. A tiny squeal emerged from her, and her eyes snapped wide open. Maximus fucked her hard with his fingers, refocusing her sudden distress to carnality as Gabriel removed his finger from her body. The tiger’s long incisors descended and he grazed them along the slim column of her throat. A flash of the white Bengal imprinted over Gabriel’s face before vanishing altogether. That quickly, he had himself under control.

“Now.” When Gabriel spoke, it sounded off, but with his tiger teeth still evident, Maximus knew how hard they were to talk around thanks to his own set of fangs.