Page 104 of Dhampira

“Yes, my queen,” he rasped. Then he slid down Lorcan’s body.

The title barely registered. What did I need with a crown when I had this? Blood rushed in my ears as Vander pulled Dark Dream from its scabbard and tossed it aside. Then he ripped open Lorcan’s trousers and freed his shaft. Long and thick, it bobbed above Lorcan’s stomach, the slit in the crown dotted with moisture. Vander yanked the leather down to Lorcan’s knees.

He should have looked ridiculous with his legs pinned and his groin bared to the Everless. But he didn’t. He was beautiful, his sleek muscles rippling as he thrust his hips. His erection slapped his stomach as he used his free hand to claw at Vander’s hair.

“Please,” he gasped, his fangs stabbing at his bottom lip. Another thick bead of clear fluid welled from his tip and dribbled down his shaft. He tightened his grip on my skirts. “Fuck, Vander, I can’t wait.”

“You don’t have to,” Vander said. His eyes on me, he grasped Lorcan’s cock by the base and sucked the shaft down his throat.

Lorcan’s choked cry echoed around the Everless. The scent of grass filled my lungs as his thrashing and thrusting disturbed the ground beneath us. He tugged at my skirts as Vander bobbed on his shaft, sucking him from tip to root over and over.

Through it all, Vander looked at me. He sucked Lorcan like he didn’t need to watch to know what he was doing. And he didn’t, I realized. Because he’d done this before, his long, thick fingers curled around Lorcan’s cock in a possessive way.

A proprietary way.

Vander served him, but somehow, there was no question that Vander controlled the give-and-take between them. As if he meant to prove it, he pulled off abruptly, letting Lorcan’s glistening dick land heavily on his stomach.

Lorcan’s eyes flew open. They were normal once more, the stolen power hidden. But his dark irises were glassy with lust, his pupils blown wide.

“Please,” he croaked, lifting his head. His fingers in Vander’s hair tightened as he struggled to guide Vander’s mouth back to his shaft. “Please…”

Vander tugged his head free of Lorcan’s grip. Then he sucked a finger into his mouth before slipping it under Lorcan’s sack. “What do you want?”

“Fuck,” Lorcan gasped, letting his head flop back. He squeezed his eyes shut as he panted, fangs showing between his lips. He spread his legs wider. “Th-There…That.”

Vander pressed deeper. I couldn’t see much from my position, but I didn’t need to. My cheeks burned, and my breath caught as I watched Vander tease and stroke the entrance to Lorcan’s body. Fluid leaked from Lorcan’s tip. His fist tightened in my skirts again, and his breath came in plaintive whimpers. Veins bulged in his shaft, which had turned a deep red at the crown.

“Tight,” Vander rasped, pulling his hand from Lorcan’s body. In a flurry of movement, he yanked off Lorcan’s boots and stripped away his pants. Both men grunted as Vander pushed Lorcan’s knees to his shoulders.

And now I saw everything. Lorcan’s swollen sack with the seam running down the center of the delicate skin. The cleft between his cheeks. The puckered entrance to his body, the pink whorl opening and closing like a gasping mouth.

Vander ducked his head and spit on the quivering ring of muscle.

Heat blistered through me. Arousal pooled between my legs as Vander replaced his finger, slowly pushing saliva into Lorcan’s body. He used his other hand to pump Lorcan’s shaft.

“Yes!” Lorcan cried, bowing his spine. He gripped his knees, his jaw taut as he thrust in time with Vander’s fist. “Fuck, just like that.”

“You going to come for me?” Vander growled, sinking his finger deeper. Lorcan’s cock shuttled through his fist, the shaft still gleaming from Vander’s mouth.

“Yes,” Lorcan gasped. “Gods, yes.”

“I know you are. You’re squeezing me tight enough to snap my finger off.” He pushed even deeper, his finger disappearing inside Lorcan to the second knuckle.

Lorcan moaned like he was dying. “Oh…Oh, fuck.”

“There you go,” Vander said, his voice low and satisfied. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Yeah,” Lorcan gasped, writhing in the grass. “Right there.”

A hundred little fires burned under my skin. I’d wondered what they looked like when they kissed. I never could have imagined they were utterly filthy together. They were always so careful, so restrained, especially in their interactions with each other.

None of that was present now. Their grunts mingled. The scent of leather and clean sweat lifted around us. My skirts rustled as Lorcan moved restlessly, his skin pink and taut around Vander’s thick finger.

Vander’s eyes were brighter than ever, his features suddenly sharper…and familiar. He looked as he had for that brief flash of time in his study, when he’d stepped into my head and stopped me from draining him.

Changeling. Power hummed around us, the edges licking at my skin. His silver eyes held mine captive as he dabbled his tongue around Lorcan’s crown before sucking him down whole.

“Yes!” Lorcan cried, pumping his hips. His jacket rode up, baring his rippling abs. With his hand working between Lorcan’s legs, Vander sucked him fast and hard.