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Laying himself over my back, he licks across the bites he’s left on my skin. He touches all over my body, everywhere he’s grabbed and fondled, as if checking I am still in one piece. As if he’s not sure.
He lets my gag down and unties my hands. Welts have risen on my wrists and he licks and kisses them, staring into my eyes to see if I’m still with him.
I don’t know what to do. I’m shell shocked.
“Stay with me, Kitten. Don’t disappear into your mind.” He looks at me again, his voice sharp and insistent. “Evie, with me, baby. With me.”
I nod at him, not totally sure what’s just transpired. My mind vacillates between sanity and madness. He’s sorted out my clothing, and as I come out of my trance, he holds me close, caressing and whispering to me. I can’t focus on a word he’s saying, he could be saying anything. I hear ‘so beautiful.’ I hear ‘good girl.’ I hear ‘Evie.’ Other than that, nothing.
Chapter
Thirty-Four
Kellen
Fuck my life.
She’s blown my fucking mind.
I probably need to get us out of here, to make sure she’s alright. She looks shocked by what’s happened between us. I’ve never had such an intense fuck in my life. I’m stroking and talking to her, murmuring words of praise and tenderness, but I’m not sure she’s taking any of it in.
Her face is almost blank, her eyes not really focused. I need to get her back to focus on me, so I can help her. She’s obviously never been in this situation before. I know I have, but it was never like that. I’ve actually been up on a stage as entertainment in the past when I was at my worst. Impromptu, but still did it.
They’ll be moving people out into the white tents now, places where people can carry on together, or as threesomes or more if desired. I’m getting hard thinking about carrying on, about how beautiful she looks.
What would Xander think if he had seen that? I don’t think he would have survived it either. It fleetingly goes through my mind to see if she’s game. I know I said no one else, but that was before she let me do that. And fucking loved it. Her body did not lie.
I would love to show her off. I’m stroking her with more intent now as my mind wanders to others watching us. Watching, but not touching her. Would I let Xander touch her? Would she let him? My cock is impossibly hard again and she looks down to see it grow as I have not yet done up my trousers. Her senses returning to her more rapidly now, she shakes her head at me. Not in a no, in a really?
I smirk at her. She has no idea what she does to me, what those thoughts of her do to me.
I see the signal for us to move, fasten my trousers, and say, “Come with me, Kitten.”
Am I really going to do this? What a selfish bastard I am.
Sorting herself out, she looks better, more put together. A bit bedraggled, but still too good for the bride of Dracula. Especially this one.
We move into a foyer of the tents, and I take in the flushed faces of people looking spent but excited at the same time. Spotting Xander and Gabe up ahead, about to move into a tent, I tug on Evie to come with me to catch up with them.
Xander sees us and waits, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “All good, my beauties?” He’s talking to both of us, but staring intently at Evie, into her eyes. Leaning in to kiss her.
She half turns her face to give him her cheek, but he stops her and kisses her full on the mouth. I see her eyes go wide and flick towards me. I laugh and shake my head. Evie looks at me in confusion as she removes Xander, and I don’t help.
“Xander, what are you doing?” she asks, her voice sexy as fuck.
He smiles down at her and pulls her into him again, kissing her even deeper this time.
She struggles, but I touch her neck to settle her down, whispering in her ear, “Let him, Kitten. He loves you.”
As I lick up her neck, I hear her strangled cry as she pushes Xander away. “Get the fuck off, Xander,” she pants out and takes a step back.
The model accompanying Xan steps towards me and kisses me, grabbing my cock and squeezing it hard. I grip her neck and pull her hair, biting at her. Jesus, I want to fuck Evie so hard. I reach for Evie trying to pull her in while the other girl’s still squeezing the fuck out of my cock.
Evie tries to pull away as Gabe moves behind her, hemming her in between us.
I want to bellow at the top of my voice, the urge to rut the fuck out of her is still so intense. I’ve never felt anything like it. I push the model away, grabbing at Kitten, begging, “Come with us. Please, Kitten. I want to fuck you so hard in front of this lot. Do it, E. Let me. I fucking want you. I want them to see how fucking amazing we are.”
I’m grabbing at her tits and trying to get her dress off, when the sting stops me in my tracks.
