Page 29 of Deck the Skulls

When she leaned into Anatoly’s kiss, Zan released her from the hug and went back to admiring her ass. Grabbing a cheek in each hand, he squeezed, loving how she felt. She moaned, and Anatoly ended the kiss.

“Where were we?” he asked, scooting back and grabbing the base of his cock. “I think you were going to go gentle on me, yes?”

Rissa moved her shoulders down and her ass up. With a moan of pleasure, she sucked the tip of Anatoly’s cock into her mouth. Zan went up on his knees and fitted his tip at her opening. She’d produced so much slick that it was dripping down the inside of her thighs.

She was so perfectly dirty.

“I don’t know if we’ll even need to use lube on her ass,” Zan said as he slowly slid his tip inside of her tight, hot channel.

“Oh?” Anatoly asked, his breath coming in pants as Rissa sucked on him.

“If we get her hot enough, we can use her own juices to lube the toys before sliding them inside of her,” Zan said. It was hard, but he entered her slowly. Her feminine muscles flexed around him, making him gasp and tighten his grip on her hips.

“Wait until you fuck her pussy,” Zan said. “She’s gripping me like a fist.”

“I’m not sure I’ll ever give up her mouth,” Anatoly growled. He was gripping her hair again, but it wasn’t to push her further on his dick, it was to limit how much she pulled into her mouth. “Don’t choke yourself, love.”

She pulled off long enough to speak. “I do what I want.” Then she put her mouth back on Anatoly’s dick and swallowed him down. The vampire hissed with pleasure, and his head dropped back.

While this was going on, Zan pressed himself in until he bottomed out. He stayed there, savoring her heat surrounding him, before pulling out and pushing back in. Without letting go of Anatoly, Rissa made an impatient sound and tried to slam her hips back against him.

“This is my hole to fill at the speed I want to,” Zan admonished her even as he increased the pace. God, she felt good, and it wasn’t long until he was sweating and panting. Tension built in his body, but he didn’t want to release until she did.

Without breaking the rhythm, he leaned over so he could reach around her thighs and sunk his fingers into her curls. He could feel her flesh pulled tight around his cock, and he found the little bundle of nerves he’d enjoyed sucking on earlier. She’d liked it when he used a lot of pressure with his mouth, so he tried to match that with his fingers.

It took all his concentration to keep pounding into her while also playing with her clit, but soon she was tensing up so he knew she was close.

“Soon,” he warned Anatoly, and the vampire nodded.

“I’m going to come,” Anatoly warned her. “I’m going to fill your mouth, and you're going to let it all slide down your throat and into your belly.”

Rissa whimpered and sucked harder. Zan watched Anatoly orgasm. The vampire was especially beautiful when he came. His eyes glowed red, and his entire body flashed with light as he poured enough power into his aura for even Zan to see it.

“There,” Anatoly cried out, jerking a little as he came. Rissa made an eager sound and swallowed everything he gave her except for a little trickle that escaped the corner of her mouth.

Zan was barely holding on when Rissa cried out, her voice muffled by Anatoly’s cock in her mouth. Her body tightened around Zan’s dick almost to the point of pain. Zan started thrusting faster, chasing his own orgasm as Rissa shuddered under him.

Pleasure nailed him in the spine, making him shout as he let go of Rissa’s clit. He grabbed her hips, his spine bowed back, and he released into the condom. His vision whited out a little around the edges and he gasped, trying to pull air into his lungs.

The three of them went perfectly quiet for a moment, their orgasms stunning all of them into stillness.

Then Rissa collapsed to the floor, rolling onto her back and letting out a long breath.

“That was intense,” she muttered, her eyes falling closed. “Are we all still alive?”

“Barely,” Zan said, stretching out next to her and wishing the bathmat was a lot bigger. Anatoly stayed where he was and petted both their heads. He would probably get up in a moment to wet a washcloth with warm water and wipe them down. It was something the vampire liked to do after sex, a kind of aftercare that made Anatoly happy and made Zan feel loved.

“Next time, we’re doing this in a bed,” Zan grumbled.

Rissa huffed out a laugh and snuggled closer.

***

Rissa

She wasn’t sure of the time, but knew they needed to get downstairs and open the bar. She’d been lying there in a daze as Anatoly carefully bathed her with a warm washcloth. She’d never had a lover do that before. After he’d finished, she decided she liked it and hoped he’d do it again.

Now she was lying on the bathmat with Zan spooning her from behind, and Anatoly sitting above her head gently running his fingers through her hair. She felt relaxed and sleepy but worry about Sanguine and upset customers kept her from falling asleep.