Taboo Kisses(41)

He refocused on Sameya, and a moment later, Gabriel placed the bowl of fruit on the table near Sameya’s hip. Maximus slid his palms down her arms before selecting a plump strawberry from the dishware, as Gabriel ratcheted up the shirt in tiny increments. Only an inch of flesh exposed at a time. Giving her no forewarning, Maximus flicked the stubbly fruit through the folds of her pussy.

A sharp inhale kissed the air. Back and forth he moved the fruit, coating it in her and Gabriel’s juices, as the tiger continued the slow upward drag of the garment.

The fabric caught on her right nipple, but gave free with a pop, exposing the pebbled nub. Gabriel crooned his appreciation with “Mmm,” as he swiped a strawberry from the bowl. He bit off one end and soaked her nipple with the juice. A moment later, Gabriel sucked on her breast, repeating the process with the other mound.

Maximus pushed the fruit into her pussy and grew harder watching it disappear within her. He added a second and then a third and rotated his thumb against her opening. The fourth one he used against her clit as he tongued at the fruit buried inside her.

Sameya rocked against his mouth, her moans and whimpers making him harder. Gabriel purred as he suckled at her breasts, using the strawberry to heighten her experience. With her hands clamped on the tiger’s head, she was in a constant state of movement…arching her back to thrust her breasts into Gabriel’s mouth, while rocking her hips into Maximus’s tongue.

Maximus spread her vaginal lips with his fingers and buried his tongue deep into her, retrieving one of the strawberries. She sighed as the fruit slid out of her. Using only his teeth and mouth, he captured it between his fangs. Around the nectar, he said, “Gabriel.”

The tiger lifted his head with a soft growl of dissatisfaction at being interrupted, his eyes glowing tiger-bright. Gabriel and Maximus met in the middle, kissing as they shared the strawberry. The sweet taste of fruit and Sameya’s arousal burst on his tongue as they kissed. Gabriel tangled his fingers in Maximus’s hair, and the tiger’s purr grew louder. When they broke apart, Maximus dragged his fangs across Gabriel’s bottom lip.

Sameya’s, “I envy that strawberry,” snapped them out of their lull. Gabriel chuckled as Maximus settled into a chair and buried his face between her legs.





Chapter Sixteen



Sameya was certain she would fragment into a billion pieces any moment. These men were intense, more than she could’ve ever hoped to anticipate. This much ecstacy couldn’t be possible. Couldn’t be realistic in a normal setting. At least none of the mated female sirens she knew seemed happy.

The vampyr’s tongue flicked inside her, coaxing another strawberry out of her, while Gabriel alternated between laving and suckling her breasts. The tiger’s hands were all over her, cupping one breast and caressing her body with the other .

She cried out as the fruit dragged along her clit. So slow, with just enough pressure to make her entire body quiver, but not enough to force her climax. In a bad, bad way, she wanted to come. She loved and hated those orgasms.

She was not the after-sex snack she’d envisioned Maximus imbibing on. With his tongue swirling on her clit and his fingers extracting the fruit from her body, she inched closer to shattering. Another flick and her insides vibrated for the climax, only to have Maximus pull back at the critical moment. Orgasm dying, her tears of frustration shocked her. She never cried. Ever. But she needed what he was denying her.

“Maximus, please,” she whispered, rolling her head from side-to-side.

“Be patient.” She could hear Maximus shuffling, but couldn’t determine what action he performed.

Gabriel removed her hands from his head and abruptly stood. Confused by his sudden departure, she reached for him, but he stepped out of her grasp.

“Gab—”

Maximus captured her hips and tugged. Feeling as gooey as melted butter, she slid off the table and straight into the vampyr’s arms. His cock impaled her so deep they were pelvis to pelvis in a second. Sameya cried out at the rapid penetration. Maximus groaned.

The exquisite bliss of having him inside her turned her world foggy and she struggled to pull herself back from the chasm of carnality. But the effort was useless.

Gooseflesh scattered across her body as Gabriel yanked the T-shirt over her head. The tiger palmed the back of her head and cupped her chin with his other hand. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

“I’ll be right back,” he said against her lips and then released her. She collapsed against Maximus, praying he’d begin to thrust forthwith. Praying he’d give her one of those dreaded orgasms very, very soon.