Page 39 of Deck the Skulls
He was glad Anatoly gave Rissa a romantic evening, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little jealous. Zan knew his strengths. He excelled at good times but not at creating a fairy tale date night. All of Anatoly’s romantic inclinations were wasted on Zan, but now he had Rissa to shower all that old world charm on.
Zan got to take her to loud places where they could dance to music Anatoly said was nothing but jumbles of sounds. It all worked out, including the times they all wanted to do the same thing.
Things such as licking some of the best chilled vodka in the world off Rissa’s body!
“Anatoly!” Rissa cried out. Zan looked over to see the vampire teasing Rissa by licking and nipping gently on the insides of her thighs. Her dark curls were already damp, and her arousal perfumed the air.
He’d never get enough of that smell.
“You got to spend hours savoring an elaborate meal,” Anatoly said. “Now it’s my turn.”
“Hours?” she gasped and tried to grab his head. “You’re not teasing me for hours!”
Zan grabbed Rissa’s wrists and held them over her head with one of his hands. “Let Anatoly enjoy himself,” he said, putting his lips close to her ear. She shivered and then jerked, probably because Anatoly nipped a little harder. Over the last week and a half they’d learned that Rissa liked a little bit of pain with sex, but only a little. A nip here or there, but no spanking or anything like that.
That was fine, Zan would much rather be the one getting his ass slapped than doing the slapping.
Giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, Zan kept her hands locked together even as he moved his mouth down. He’d never thought of himself as a breast man, but Rissa changed that. He couldn’t get enough of her chest and some nights even got to use them as a pillow for a short time.
She moaned when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He played with it until it was a hard nub, then he pulled away and dribbled vodka over it.
“Cold!” Rissa cried out. The word was barely out before he sucked her nipple back into his mouth, making her gasp. He kept doing that, alternating between the cold vodka and his hot mouth until both her nipples were hard peaks, and she was arching her back trying to get him to keep sucking on her.
“I need more!” she demanded.
Her entire body was shivering now, and he knew it wasn’t from the cold. Anatoly’s entire face was buried in her sex, and he could feel the vampire's satisfaction as he sucked on her clit.
Letting her nipple pop out of his mouth, he smiled down at her. “What do you need more of, baby?”
“Use your hand and mouth,” she demanded, tugging at her hands. When he didn’t let go of her wrists, she stopped struggling and tried begging. “Please, Zan. Suck on me with your mouth and use your hand on my other breast. They ache to be touched. I’m so close. I just need—”
Zan stopped her flow of words by setting the vodka down next to her head. She licked her lips and arched her back again. Leaning over, he sucked the closer nipple into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue. At the same time, he cupped her other breast and massaged the soft mound.
It wasn’t long until her entire body went tense. She sounded a keening cry and started shuddering violently. If he and Anatoly hadn’t been holding her, she might’ve fallen off the bar top.
They kept going until she sobbed, “No more.”
Zan reluctantly pulled his mouth away and let go of her wrists. “Are you okay?”
Anatoly was sitting up between her legs, licking his lips and then fingers as if savoring the last of an exquisite meal.
Rissa’s body went mostly limp, and she lazily grinned up at him.
“I love you. Both of you.”
Zan jerked. Her words felt like a live wire touched his chest. “Do you mean it, Rissa? Or is this post-sex haze talking?”
She blinked a few times. Then her expression turned serious, and she fumbled to sit up. Zan was quick to help her, and Anatoly hopped off the bar so she could more easily swing her legs over to one side. Now they stood on either side of her.
“You’re going to need to repeat that,” Anatoly said.
Zan was surprised that Anatoly was so calm. For a human like Rissa, declaring her love was a big deal. When he felt relief coming from the vampire, he realized Anatoly was worried about acting too excited and scaring Rissa away from the words.
“I was going to say it earlier, but Anatoly told me I should wait until we were all together,” Rissa said, suddenly looking embarrassed. “It’s not a big deal.”
“But it is,” Zan argued. “We loved you from the moment we met you, but for you, it’s different. If you love us, it means you trust us. That’s huge!”
Rissa looked pleased at his logic. “I guess that’s true. I didn’t think I’d ever trust anyone as much as I trust you guys. Not even the few people I call friends, like Samatha and Joan.”