SeduceMe (11 page)

Drake’s mouth returned to Shana’s blazing skin. He left soft
kisses down the exposed line of her spine until he reached the material still
covering her midsection. When his large hands skimmed over the folded-down
bodice of her dress, Shana faltered. She froze in place as alarm skittered
through her.

Jane groaned. “Please don’t stop. I’m so close. It feels so
wonderful. Make me come, Shana. Please.”

Shana couldn’t refuse her. She found she couldn’t refuse
Drake either, because she let him whisk the thin material over her hips and
down her legs. As Shana’s attention returned to Jane, Drake’s hand grazed a
bare ass cheek before his fingers ran along the crevice. She wanted to spread
her legs wider for him, but was confined by the dress pooled around her knees.

Drake’s other hand palmed one of Shana’s breasts and
squeezed it as his fingers on the lower part of her body stroked her slowly
from her swollen clit, along the opening to her pussy, up to the rim of her
anus and back to her clit. He repeated the motion until she almost lost her
focus on Jane. Her body was on fire again and Drake’s touch made her crazed for
more.

When a ripple of excitement ran through Jane’s body,
however, Shana put extra effort into getting her off. She sensed Jane was
close. She finger-fucked her pussy and suckled her clit while Drake stroked
her.

The mental stimulation was as arousing as the physical, she
found. The idea of pleasuring Jane while Drake pleasured her was enough to have
Shana racing toward another powerful orgasm. She quickened her own stroking,
pushing her finger a bit deeper into Jane’s cunt.

“Oh, yes,” Jane muttered. “Fuck me. Fuck me good.” One of
her hands moved to the back of Shana’s head and her fingers tangled in the long
strands as she held Shana to her and pressed herself more firmly against
Shana’s mouth.

Beside her, Drake’s hand on her breast also moved. It slid
over her belly to the apex of her legs, his fingers massaging her clit as his
other hand shifted and two strong fingers plunged into her pussy.

She let out a sharp cry against Jane’s lips as the fiery
sensations ignited inside her. Drake pushed her right to the edge and she
worked another finger into Jane’s pussy to mimic what Drake did to her.

Jane’s soft moans grew louder. Her body trembled and her
fingers tightened around strands of Shana’s hair. Shana gave her all she had
while Drake sent her barreling toward her own release. The intensity of
sensation mounted quickly, seemingly matching Jane’s excitement. She worked
Jane a bit more forcefully until Jane’s breathing was ragged.

“Oh, that’s good,” she murmured. “I’m going to come. Keep
doing that,” she said. “I’m so, so close.”

So was Shana. She suckled Jane’s clit and her hips bucked
and her inner muscles clenched and released Shana’s fingers as she climaxed.

“Oh, yes!” she cried out.

A heartbeat later, Shana’s own release hit her hard.

“Drake!” she said. “Oh God!” She squeezed his fingers and
rode the wave of ecstasy as it washed over her.

She’d barely caught her breath before Drake’s hands moved to
her waist and he hoisted her up and forward until she was on the sofa,
awkwardly straddling Jane’s lap. He swiftly whisked away the dress that had
slid further down to dangle around her ankles. Freed of the material, she
widened her stance, her knees sinking into the plush cushions on either side of
Jane. She braced herself with one hand on the top of the sofa and the other on
a pillow piled in the corner behind Jane.

“You’re not going to crush me,” Jane said as her hands
cupped Shana’s breasts and her tongue brushed a nipple, pebbling it tight.
“Vampire, remember?”

Shana had almost forgotten. She was now used to Jane’s cool
skin and Drake’s aggressive touch.

He remained kneeling on the floor, but positioned himself
behind her. She watched him over her shoulder as he leaned toward her and
licked her swollen folds, making her body jolt. He spread her flesh with his
fingers and stroked her opening with his tongue, the tip of which delved inside
her.

“Oh that’s unbelievable,” she whispered.

Drake stroked her with his tongue while Jane suckled first
one nipple and then the other. Shana’s back arched, thrusting her ass further
in the air and pushing her breasts forward, giving both her partners better
access to the intimate parts of her they tended to.

She’d just about resolved herself to believing there was
nothing more erotic than Jane caressing her breasts and Drake assertively
eating her pussy when Jane shifted beneath her. Releasing Shana’s breasts, Jane
shimmied down the cushion a bit until her head was between Shana’s parted legs.
Drake widened his kneeling stance to accommodate Jane. He spread Shana’s cheeks
wide and licked her pussy from behind as Jane’s tongue flicked her clit, then
gently sucked it.

“Good Lord!” The words flew from her mouth as a volcano
seemed to erupt deep inside her. “Holy Christ!”

Nothing else registered in her mind. Not the vulnerability
the position she was in posed. Not the tact and decorum she’d always practiced.
And certainly not the fact that it was two vampires feasting upon her body.

All Shana felt was the most intense, entrancing and
mind-blowing pleasure Drake and Jane brought her.

Her fingers tightened around the sofa back and the pillow
and her eyes squeezed shut as she gave herself over completely to the
sensations coursing through every inch of her. Her nerve endings were sensitive
and prickly. Her heart thundered and her pulse raced. Breathy little moans fell
from her parted lips and her nipples puckered even tighter.

Jane gripped her waist, holding her steady as Drake massaged
her cheeks. The contrast of Jane’s butterfly-wing motion against Shana’s clit
and Drake’s strong tongue around her opening, occasionally dipping inside, made
her positively insane with desire.

As she watched her two lovers over her shoulder, a shiver of
delirium chased through her. Exhilaration mixed with her overwhelming
excitement. A strange combination of wanting so much more, but never wanting
them to stop what they were doing swirled together to make her restless, yet oh
so hot and bothered.

The desire for more won out. When Drake lifted his head, as
though sensing her gaze on him, their eyes locked. His dark irises glowed
seductively, as though he enjoyed making her come and wanted to do it over and
over again.

The thought made her shiver.

She said, “I want to feel you inside me. Please,” she
begged. “I want it more than anything. I need it. I need you to fuck me.”

His jaw clenched for a moment. Jane stopped what she was
doing and shifted on the sofa, returning to the corner, resting her back
against the pillow with Shana straddling her lap again.

“Hold onto me,” the other woman said.

Shana had no delusions about how monumentally Drake would
rock her world. She wasn’t entirely certain she could take everything this
vampire had to give, but desperately wanted to feel him thrusting deep into her
pussy, filling and stretching her in a way she’d never before experienced.

It occurred to her that, for the first time in her life, she
was glad she wasn’t Jane’s size. No way could a human built like the waif
beneath her handle a man like Drake Halston, with his dark passion and
aggressive touch.

Just thinking about how thoroughly he’d fuck her was enough
to keep her juices flowing—and no one was even touching her at the moment!

Drake seemed to contemplate her plea and Jane said, “He
knows he’ll hurt you and that makes him hesitant. It’s not that he doesn’t want
you,” she was quick to add. “But there’s no getting around the pain you’ll feel
at first.”

“Because I’m a virgin.”

“And he’s well-endowed,” Jane said with admiration in her
voice.

Shana swallowed down the moan that bubbled up in her throat.
She was in for one hell of a ride, she was sure of it. And she might have
balked at the notion before they’d traveled so far down this erotic path. But
now… Oh, no. She had no intention of backing down.

Her gaze still locked with Drake’s, she boldly said, “I’m
not afraid. And I understand about the pain. It won’t last long and you’re
technically not the one inflicting it. It’s human nature…a part of my body.
Inescapable. So, please. Don’t say no.”

“I couldn’t say no,” he told her, something dark and
slightly tormented swirling in his near-black irises. “Not after I’ve tasted
you.” His jaw tightened again, as though the thought of tasting her pussy made
him wild with passion. His fists even balled at his sides.

“Then do it,” she begged again. “Please. I can’t wait any
longer. I want you. More than I’ve ever wanted anything.”

He moved away from her and her heart sank. But then he
yanked open the drawer on the end table, flipped the lid on a small wooden box
and extracted a condom. Relief washed over her, as well as that amazing flash
of exhilaration she’d felt earlier.

“I’m on the pill,” she felt compelled to tell him. “Wishful
thinking, I guess.”

One corner of his mouth lifted. A half smile of relief, she
assumed.

“He’s mostly been with me,” Jane said. “We don’t contract
diseases, so he can’t give you anything, and you’re a virgin… But we’ve never
discerned whether a vampire can get a human pregnant.”

“Were you anticipating making love to a human?” she asked
him as her gaze dropped to the foil wrapper in his hand. After all, if he and
Jane couldn’t give each other a sexually transmitted disease and he couldn’t
get her pregnant, why on earth would they bother with condoms?

He said, “As a matter of fact, I was doing a little wishful
thinking myself. The supply is new.”

Her eyes lifted to his face and he stared intently at her,
his scorching-hot gaze telling her everything she wanted to know. He’d been
hoping to make love to her. Long before he’d even met her.

The realization knocked the wind from her chest. Her mouth
gaped and her inner walls clenched, as though in anticipation of feeling him
inside her.

Jane whispered, “You’re the fantasy he can’t let go of. He’s
wanted you since the first time he saw your photo online. The image has haunted
him all this time and he’s been tormented with the fear he could never have
you.”

“Is that true?” she asked Drake.

He nodded, still looking a bit tortured. As if he’d agonized
endlessly over his desire for her.

“But what about Jane?” Her attention shifted to the other
woman as she posed the question.

Jane was the one to answer, with a smile. “It’s not like
that between us. We have more than just a professional relationship, true. But
it runs no deeper than mutual respect and adoration. We’re friends, Shana.
That’s all.” Her fingertip brushed over Shana’s cheekbone. “Friends with
benefits…until tonight. After this…”

A hint of sadness crept into her pale-green eyes, prompting
Shana to say, “You’ll miss him.”

“Just the fact that I can occasionally relieve some sexual
tension with him. We don’t associate with other vampires and I don’t trust
myself with a human lover. But the way Drake feels about you… Well, once he
makes love to you, he won’t want me again, nor will he let me lay a finger on
you ever again.”

The territorial nature of that sentiment made Shana’s heart
soar and her nipples tingle. She glanced back at Drake.

Again, she asked, “True?”

“I don’t intend to share you again. So be sure you know what
you want.”

His voice was tight, almost ominous. But it wasn’t dark with
a warning that she might be getting herself into something she couldn’t handle.
Rather, it was tinged with a deep-seated need that matched her own. He was
telling her he wanted her for keeps. And he was giving her the opportunity to
decide whether or not she felt the same way.

Without a second thought, she said, “You won’t need the
condom.”

Drake dropped it back in the box and shut the drawer.

Once again summoning bravado from somewhere deep inside her,
she continued. “I want to feel you with no barriers. I want to feel all of you.
And please don’t hold back.”

The thought of him thrusting into her in his assertive way
made her practically melt off the sofa. Thank God she had Jane for support.
Shana’s arms wrapped around the other woman’s neck and, in turn, Jane’s hands
clasped her hips, holding her steady.

Drake was out of the rest of his clothes in a nanosecond. As
Shana watched him over her shoulder, her breath caught in her throat at how
magnificent he was. From head to toe, he was a powerhouse of a vampire. A
chiseled-to-perfection man who left her breathless.

Her gaze roved his body, taking in every inch of him. He had
sculpted pecs and washboard abs. His biceps were rock-hard, she already knew.
His legs were long and strong-looking and his cock…

She moaned. “If I’m dreaming, don’t you dare wake me up.”
She didn’t say this to anyone in particular. Just muttered it absently,
thinking she’d rather die a slow, painful death than be roused from sleep if
she actually was fantasizing about this beautiful man standing poised behind
her, ready to enter her.

His cock was long and hard and thick. She fought the urge to
lick her lips—or him. Though the desire to touch and taste him rose within her
so fast, she almost relinquished her hold on Jane so she could reach for Drake.

But the need to have him inside her—
now
!—was too
great. She couldn’t bring herself to allow another minute to pass without
feeling him deep in her cunt.

She said, “Don’t think about anything but being inside me.
Please.” She feared he might not take that one step forward that would put them
in contact with each other.

Jane’s hands slid down to Shana’s cheeks and she pulled them
apart, opening Shana fully to Drake. Lust flashed in his eyes, along with an
obvious strain that told her it was hell to go slow, rather than plunge into
her.