Vampire Food 08: He Smelled Like Peach Pie (16 page)

Em tried to distract herself by pleasuring his cock, but having it in her mouth only seemed to make matters worse. She was losing all self-control, her hips rocking into his face as his unrelenting caresses continued. Her back arched, her head coming off his dick as she howled with pleasure. Shanagar kept the pressure on her outer lips, his tongue still stroking her in tune with his fingers until she whimpered and went slack against his chest. “Excellent, now turn around and wrap that delicious little pussy around my cock. Russell, you said something about getting involved?”

Em turned around, but before she could even get herself positioned, Shanagar shifted over on the bed, taking her with him and throwing her a bit off balance.

Russell stepped up onto the mattress, straddling Shanagar’s legs. His finger ran upward over her anus and she realized that he had already coated it with oil. His touch was silky and slippery as he parted her anus and began to gently soften her tight muscles with his fingers. Em enjoyed the sensation for a brief time and then moved to settle herself over Shanagar’s cock. He put a hand between her and his dick, shaking his head no. “Wait until Russell has entered you.”

She knew what he was doing. With Russell in her ass, the feel of his large dick would be even more filling. Taking into consideration that her inner muscles were still flaring hot in the aftermath of climax, it was going to be even tighter.

Russell wasted no time, his cock sinking deeply into the depths of her ass. The flare of warm felt was intoxicating, her body clamping around the intrusion. Before she could calm it down, Shanagar removed his hand and breached her pussy with his cock. It felt enormous, stretching her tightly around his girth. Em panted, whimpers of sound where they had once been exhalations of air. “Oh shit.”

Russell massaged her shoulders. “What’s a matter, Em? Got more than you bargained for?”

She giggled. “You are always such a pleasure, Russell.”

Pushing back her hair, he ran his tongue up the side of her throat. “So are you. You feel so good.”

The rock of his hips was slow and easy, but with each completion of his withdrawal, Shanagar slipped farther and farther into her pussy. It was overpowering in a way that she had forgotten about. Her body had adjusted to her men and now Shanagar’s cock was thicker and so much hotter. As she had imagined, the heat of them penetrated through her pussy and anus, warming her, melting her nerve endings into a puddle of shivering flesh.

With a thrust of his ass, Shanagar sank deeply into her. Russell did the same, her body so stuffed that the growing flickers of orgasm didn’t have room to move. It was glorious torture, her cunt struggling to flex and grab against the girth within her.

“Russell, can you sit back on my legs?”

Em felt him shift, his hard cock remaining planted solidly. The simple wiggle of movement left her shivering as billowing cries escaped her throat. “Are we hurting you, Em?”

She looked at Shanagar through desire-lidded eyes and shook her head. They were torturing her, but it didn’t hurt in a painful way. It was more of a mix of amazing and irritating, her pussy struggling to complete its task of rising orgasm. The inner muscles simply didn’t have any give. They were too tautly stretched. Every tiny shift of their dicks was too evident and too noticeable. “No,” she whispered softly. “Feels so good.”

Em sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and Shanagar surprised her by sitting up. The sudden change of his position shifted his cock and shot through her like a lightning bolt. Shanagar softly stroked her face with his palms. “Your expressions are absolutely captivating. Is she always like this, Russell?”

“Exactly like this. The queen is also a glutton for sex.”

Em laughed and then regretted the jarring movement. Her cunt grabbed at Shanagar’s cock, her anus flashing with hot spasms. Em wanted the end, wanted the climax that she feared would leave her thrashing and screaming. To have the inner muscles fighting to move as they desired would be a beautiful insanity of sensation. Shifting her legs a bit to get better leverage, she lifted her body higher and lower, faster and faster. The hot resistance within her was overwhelming, heat in its purest form, rising, boiling nerves like a volcano of sensation. Neither man made any attempt to stop her, both of them sitting back to enjoy the fruits of her labor. Time seemed to stand still as she was stopped dead, her cunt slamming shut around Shanagar. As she had thought, it was the impossible task, her climax fighting for completion against the lava flow of his shaft. Em screamed, the sound flowing from her open mouth to echo through the room.

Russell came, the feel of his dick pumping within her too hot to bear. Em tried to pull away from them, but Russell held her down by her shoulders as he growled. Shanagar waited, his hips thrusting slowly until Russell slid back. Then he grabbed her waist, controlling her, rocking in and out of her screaming cunt until he barred his teeth, his fangs snapping into place as the lava from his cock drove her deeper in the most amazing orgasm she had ever had.

Em felt herself falling back into Russell’s arms, her body feeling like dead weight. He caught her, laying her down in his lap with a smile. “Feels good to be with two shifters, doesn’t it?”

Em giggled. “You can say that again.”

“Later, sweets. The night is young.” Since when had Russell grown so comfortable with Shanagar’s presence?

Shanagar slid out from beneath them and reversed his body so he was half laying on top of her, he stroked her cheek and frowned. “That was absolutely heathenish of me. I have a great appreciation for kissing and other forms of foreplay. We seem to have skipped all that. Forgive me.”

I have a climax of epic proportions and he asks me to forgive him for the lack of foreplay. What an amazingly gallant comment.
“I’m usually quite fond of it myself, but on this one occasion I suppose I can overlook the oversight.”

He chuckled and leaned forward, kissing her ever so tenderly. His tongue was a soft presence in her mouth, his lips pressed firmly against hers without crushing her. It was a nice kiss in the afterglow and as with the entire experience, Em enjoyed it immensely.

Rory scowled. “What the hell do you mean that her blood is unknown?”

Jacob sighed. “Okay. I will put it this way. Human blood has red and white cells. Vampire blood has singular pink cells with what we call the X-cell. That X-cell is slightly different in each vampire, depending on the origin of their maker. You have two different X-cells because you were created by two nonrelated women. We believe that the X-cell is the factor that morphs human blood into life fluid. It is a constantly shifting entity that makes corrections and keeps you alive. It is like the brain of your life fluid.

“A shifter has human blood with a blue chromosome that we presume is directly related to shifting. At the current time, Em’s blood looks like a kaleidoscope. She has a variety of different shade pink cells and five different X-cells that we can identify. There may be more because we may not be seeing all of them in the samples we captured. She also has blue chromosomes, but they are abnormally shaped. There is also something else going on, we believe it to be a cell that is combination vampire and shifter, it is purple and oblong like a virus. That may be the problem and what is creating the odor, but we can’t be sure.”

“So how do we kill this virus cell?”

“First of all we don’t know. Then if we do kill it, we have to worry about also killing Em because we don’t know exactly what the purple cell is. It could also be a chromosome that she now needs to survive. We tried to remove it and all the other cells around reacted very badly. They sort of went crazy, which in itself is unheard of.”

“How the hell does blood go crazy?”

“In the original slides, the parts of her blood kind of drifted lazily around one another. They interacted and then went on their merry way. When we removed the purple strand, that changed. The molecules began to move faster. It was like watching a dust storm as they began to race around the sample slide. They smashed into one another, often damaging themselves or their counterparts. We believe that in a vampire, a damaged chromosome is instantly disposed of and a new one forms to take its place. That is why a vampire becomes ravenous when badly injured. You need fresh blood to form those new cells. We tried to introduce fresh blood on the test slide, but the results were inconclusive because the cells in the sample were already too damaged to recreate more. It is very likely that the purple cell is like a referee to keep the other parts of her blood in line.”

“So four nights of waiting through tests and this was a total waste of time.”

“I hate to say yes, but it was worth a try. I have smelled her and it is really obnoxious.”

Rory glared at him. He was a good friend and had devoted much of the time to checking on Em’s blood, but…“Smelling her means that you want to fuck her.”

Jacob shrugged. “Should I say sorry? I know who she belongs to, Rory, and I would never do anything that would harm our friendship. You have to admit though that she is one of the most beautiful women here. She is intelligent and has a regal way about her. That makes men want her.”

“I know. I want her and I can’t have her either. It really sucks.” It was worse because he had spoken to Russell and found out that Shanagar had a bigger dick. His dick was also warm and Em was quite enjoying it. He knew that he was wrong to be jealous. It wasn’t like he and Salt had been ignoring Mia. Mia, however, was not Em, and although the sex was fantastic, he wanted his mate back. “Can you let me know if you think of anything?”

“Of course I will. I should warn you though. There is talk that if something isn’t done about Em’s odor…well, they may ask her to leave the caves.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? She rarely even comes out of her room at night because of the reactions she has been getting.”

Jacob held out his hands defensively. “I know. I’m not saying that I agree with them. You also have to be realistic, Rory. Every time she does come out, she clears out the hall. She can’t hide in her room forever.”

Rory nodded. He was well aware of that fact. Em had taken to going running with Shanagar and Russell during the night. It meant that to get outside, she had to pass through the main gathering area. Even those who didn’t smell her were being affected by her presence. Games were interrupted and women were suddenly all too aware of what their men were dreaming of. It wasn’t hard to figure out when they became nauseated every time Em entered the room. Her presence was no longer valued as it had been a week before and Russell said it was really bothering her to be shunned. Rory could completely understand that.

“Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind. If you don’t need me for anything else, I’m going to head upstairs.”

“Sure.”

* * * *

Mia sat in the recliner gazing out the window in a corner of the main hall. Salt had gone outside to run, but she hadn’t felt much like going with him. The feeling that she needed to tell them about Em’s journey was nagging at her, and she had almost told them earlier while in the middle of sex.

She smiled at the warm shiver that ran through her body at the simple memory of being with them. Salt was incredible with his gentle hands and wonderful cock that seemed to know how to perfectly stroke her inner muscles. They had tried anal sex, the gentle patience of Salt accented by Rory’s attentiveness. Rory had kissed her and fondled her breasts, helping take the nervousness from her mind as Salt slowly entered her with his finger. Only when she was ready had he actually filled her tight, timid anus with his dick, and it hadn’t been nearly as painful as she imagined. As Salt had stroked her inside, Rory had remained as a somewhat neutral party, until she had asked for more.

The idea of having his large cock within her had been too much, but he had used his fingers. Mia giggled to herself. The climax had been far more wonderful that she imagined.

Now the truths in her mind were speaking louder, the premonition that Em needed to go to Florida demanding her attention. It was Florida, Mia knew this with complete conviction now, yet she didn’t want to give up the gift that had been given to her. She enjoyed Salt and Rory in her bed. She didn’t want to sleep alone, and they had mentioned finding a new room for her. If Em’s journey was meant to cure her…Mia didn’t know that for sure. Maybe if she had been given a more complete image of what the trip was for, she would be more willing to reveal it. Maybe it was only to hunt down the fucked four. Rumor said that the fucked four were in the south and Florida was south.

A hand softly stroked her hair and she knew that it was Rory. Mia gazed around and made note that many of the other women in the open hall were giving her envious glances. Rory was amazing to look at. Mia loved his black hair that was so perfectly styled to frame his sky blue eyes. Leaning her head back, she gave him a smile. “So did you get the results of the lab tests?”

Nodding, Rory walked around to sit on the empty table before her. “Yes. Her blood has many elements that can be distinguished as vampire or shifter, plus one that is unknown. Unfortunately that information is not particularly helpful.”

Mia took his hands, holding them softly in her own. “I’m so sorry. I know you were hopeful that it would be something that could be fixed.”

“Tell him!”
the voice in her mind demanded. Mia didn’t want to tell him. Just one more night, she wanted to be with the two of them together.
“Time is running out. Even one more night is too many.”

Rory looked so sad. “Have you heard anything about Em being asked to leave the caves?”

“No, why?” Of course, she was rarely confided in with gossip about Em or her men. She was too closely associated with them. “Rory, if I didn’t look so much like Em, would you still be with me?”