Authors: Brittanee Farrow
He laughed a little and touched her flushed cheek “Are you ready to join us in the bedroom, Maria?”
She knew she should have said no. She should have said no from the very beginning when Carol was trying to set her up. This was going too perfectly to end well.
But like so many other times that night, she smiled and said yes.
Maria had to all but be carried to the bed. She slouched against Dorian, glad that she had gone home with such a strong man. She could feel how carefully she was being lowered onto the sheets and her toes curled a little when the smooth satin brushed against her bare, wet skin. Oh, this was heavenly. She had no idea why but she was so hypersensitive to everything. She could smell Isabel and Dorian's scents mingling. Strangely enough it was that same mix of woodsy and floral that she'd smelled in the bathroom when Isabel emptied those beautiful bottles into the water.
She sighed happily and looked between them. Isabel was kneeling to her right and Dorian was laid out on the left. She laughed a little and touched his face and the Isabel's “So? Now what?” She asked, her voice still breathy.
He smiled and glanced over at Isabel “How do you feel, Maria? Do you still want to do this?” He asked softly.
She smiled and nodded quickly, without hesitation “Oh yes. Oh god yes, I want this.” She moaned.
They weren't even touching her and she could feel the heat in her belly starting to build already. He sat up slowly and grinned a little “Good. Because we are going to just eat you up.”
He and Isabel laughed softly at the inside joke and Maria found herself laughing just to laugh. Isabel moved to the head of the bed, lifting Maria's head and shoulders so that the woman could rest against her soft breasts. “Don't worry, Maria. We're going to take good care of you. You don't have anything to be afraid of.” She hummed, stroking the woman's cheek softly, finger dropping to run along the artery that lay just beneath her skin.
Maria smiled and settled into her position easily, looking up at Isabel and smiling “I'm not worried at all.” She promised, “I'm excited.” She giggled.
Dorian grinned a little “Good...We need you excited” He said softly, pulling a bottle from the bedside table. It was a clear vial with a purple colored liquid. He uncorked it and drew back a moment, letting a few drops drip onto the smooth expanse of skin Maria had so carefully shaved. They rolled down and slid into the deepest parts of her. After it settled on her skin a few moments her legs began to tremble as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm start to wash over her “Oh, God!” She cried out, arching her hips and enjoying the way Isabel wrapped her arms around her and held her close.
“Does it feel good?” The redhead asked softly.
Maria whimpered and nodded quickly, lips shaking “Yes. Yes. Oh my God yes!” She cried out.
Dorian smiled and settled between her legs slowly, putting a hand on each one of her knees, spreading her legs slowly to get a better look at her most intimate area “Oh, you're dripping wet, Maria. Are you ready for me, already?” He asked with a soft, warm laugh.
She whimpered and chewed her lip, toes curling “God, yes...What...What was that?” She whispered softly.
He settled between her legs and leaned over her, the tip of his cock teasing her lips. He smiled before he spoke “A special mixture of Isabel's saliva and my...fluids.”
She was so far gone she hardly even flinched at that but she did managed a soft “W-What?” Before she was completely silenced as he slid into her slowly.
As she took each inch of him he spoke “You're a smart girl. I'm surprised you haven't figured it out yet.” He smiled and touched her cheek, running his tongue along her bottom lip as he filled her completely. “We are not normal people, Maria.” He whispered softly as she took his thumb between her lips obediently “We are vampires.”
The word existed in a void for Maria. Vampires. Vampires weren't real, right? They were just storybook characters and bad movie plots. As she was trying to rationalize this in her head she let out a long moan as he slid back in, hitting just the right spot every time. Isabel smiled and continued Dorian's explanation as he thrusted into her and jolted her body with pleasure. “We want to feed off of you, Maria. You're so sweet and kind. You will be delicious. You were chosen for a reason.” She purred “But don't worry. I promised we wouldn't hurt you, and we won't. We want you here with us so that we can feed from you and care for you.” Her smile was motherly and tenderly.
Dorian let out a happy grunt and Maria moaned again, writhing under him and somehow, unconcerned with what she was being told. This had to be a dream. There was no way she could be this calm while one vampire filled her to the brim with warm, unmatched pleasure and the other explained it in a voice so sweet and tender that it made her want to fall apart in the best way. There was no way all of those things could happen independently and certainly not all at once. So she'd decided this was a dream. She'd dozed off with Isabel in that perfectly sized bathtub and now she was dreaming about vampires.
Another deep thrust and another audible cry, following be a desperate arching of her back. Oh god this was good. She whimpered and her arms shot out, grabbing Isabel's hands to keep her from floating away. “I...O-Okay! Just...leave me some blood? I have work on-OH! Monday!” She squealed.
Dorian laughed and so did Isabel “Of course, princess.” He hummed, picking up the pace a little. Each thrust matched her panting moans and she was surprised out how quickly their bodies were moving in time with each other’s.
She whimpered and turned her head to the side, staring up at Isabel eagerly “K-Kiss me?” She pleaded, stretching her neck up to meet Isabel. The other woman smiled and tilted Maria's head back, catching her lips in a long, slow kiss. She ran her tongue along Maria's bottom lip, pleading to let her in. When the taller woman finally parted her lips, Isabel thrust her tongue inside, tasting Maria eagerly. It masked her long moan as Dorian's pace became fevered and desperate.
Maria was trapped in that kiss happily and was a little lost when Isabel pulled away, licking her lips “Are you close, Maria?” She whispered, pressing another tender kiss on her lips “Blood is the sweetest when your body is overcome with pleasure. It flows from you into me.”
“YES!” The answer was desperate and sure as Maria shook desperately, legs wrapping around Dorian's waist so that he could bury deeper into her.
Isabel's head dropped and Maria expected a bit of pain. She'd expected something akin to a needle stick or a bee sting. Instead, she was overwhelmed with pleasure. The world fell into darkness and all she could see was the vast and infinite space. Stars were created and worlds were born in those moments. Her body shook and she was sure she'd let out some terrible noise but she could care less.
In this strange world she could hear nothing and everything. There were no sounds of the city. There were no electrical hums of lights. All the existed was this warm void. All she could hear were hearts beating erratically from the act of lovemaking. All she could feel was his warm seed filling her. It over flowed, literally and figuratively. For a moment she worried about Isabel having to clean the mess from the sheets but the she remembered this was all just a dream.
She was just starting to come back to earth when a second set of teeth sank into her soft skin and she was sent spiraling down the rabbit hole once more.
She was vaguely aware of a shifting movement as Isabel moved from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed and settled between her legs. Maria's body was incredibly sensitive to every touch and every movement. So when Isabel's tongue darted out and brushed along her clit, Maria arched into the touch and let out a soft, pleading sob.
Isabel had barely started, but her legs were already shaking while Dorian fed from her. Maria reached out desperately and pressed her hands to the back of Isabel's head, gasping with each lap of the woman's tongue.
She found herself back in that empty space where only she and these two wonderful people existed. Her body shook a second time and she let out another sob, head spinning and finger's digging into Isabel's scalp.
Then the world went black again.
She was only out of it for a few minutes. It had only been long enough for Isabel to collect a few towels from the bathroom. Maria had been pulled into Dorian's arms and was resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She always thought vampires didn't have heartbeats. Or reflections. It seemed like a strange thing to think about at a time like this but she couldn't really help it.
Maria looked up at Dorian he was covered in the finest layer of sweat. He looked absolutely glorious if they were being honest. He smiled down at her “Have enough blood to make it to work?”
Maria laughed shakily “I...I think so...” She whispered as Isabel placed a warm washcloth along her forehead.
“See? I told you we wouldn't hurt you.” She hummed playfully, stealing another kiss. Isabel retreated back to the foot of the bed with another cloth, starting to gently clean between Maria's thighs and anywhere else that might need attention.
Maria smiled and watched them closely “I always thought...Meeting Vampires would be a lot scarier she murmured, nuzzling into Dorian's chest.
“I always figured they would use up humans and then just, you know. Toss them away. Like...Why would you want anything to do with us? We're dumb and weak and sometimes we break our toes by tripping over cats.” She murmured, speaking from personal experience.
“Well, that's the thing.” Dorian started “We appreciate the fragility of human existence. It's a beautiful thing. I think humans understand how delicately their lives hang in the balance. Humans understand that they have a short amount of time on this planet and so they do everything they can to change it. Humans spend so much of their lives trying to preserve their legacy that they often do wonderful things in the process. Vampires...We live for ever. We simply sit on the sidelines and watch these busy humans change the world. It gives you a new view on dumb, weak humans.” He said with a soft laugh and a smile.
Maria snorted a little but didn't pull away. She was glad to let Isabel clean her up. The warm water was comforting and it was doing a good job of bringing her back down to earth. Plus she wasn't sure she could get up if she wanted to “Well...I suppose I could understand that. I used to have those colonies of ants that I liked to watch. I guess it's kind of the same thing.”
Dorian laughed and shook his head “I don't think so but...If that's how you feel about it, I'm not going to argue.”
Maria grinned at him “Good. You won't win, Remember?” She asked with a soft laugh.
Isabel came to settle beside them, cuddling up to Maria “Dorian learned many, many years ago that you don't argue with a woman.” She chimed in, taking Maria's hand and tangling their fingers.
Maria stared down at their joined hands and she brought Isabel's finger's to her lips and stared at her and then turned to look up at Dorian, her heart suddenly sinking a little “I'm afraid.” She whispered softly.
Isabel's eyes grew concerned “What are you afraid of, darling?”
Maria swallowed “I'm afraid I'll wake up and be alone.” She whispered.
Isabel smiled that gentle, nurturing smile again and kissed Maria tenderly “Don't worry, darling girl. You don't ever have to wake up. You'll never be alone again.”
If you liked these stories then be sure to check out another one of my stories, “Taken by the Texan.”
Here’s a short excerpt from this steamy drama:
The sun had finally started to set and we had all the cows gathered up and were heading back to his little farm house. When we got in he decided he would go for a shower so I searched the fridge for something to cook up for supper. I didn’t really know how to cook much but how hard could it be?
Spaghetti seemed easy enough and it was pretty well ready by the time he got done in the shower. I turned off the burners on the stove and covered the noodles and the sauce. I turned around to find Conner standing behind me in just a towel. As he dried his blonde hair with a hand towel, water slowly dripped down his ripped chest and rock-hard torso. My jaw dropped. The man really was perfect.
He looked back and forth between me and the makeshift supper that I had put together. The look in his eyes was kind and gentle and there was something gleaming in his green eyes. He slowly walked toward me and stood so close that I could feel the heat from the hot shower projecting from his body. He just stood there looking into my eyes. He didn’t move. I watched him swallow and he opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out, just closed his lips and scanned my face, his eyes stopping at my lips.
He reached out and took one of my hands and placed it on his hard stomach. I ran my fingers over his abs. My heart was beating so fast that I was scared if he moved I would faint. I finally got the courage to look up at his face. He was watching me calm as could be. I reached up with my other hand and gently touched his face. He moved a little bit closer so his body was against mine and leaned his head into my hand and closed his eyes.
I ran my fingers across his strong jaw and then ran my thumb slowly across his bottom lip. Without opening his eyes he softly kissed the tip of my thumb and wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to mine. Too soon they were gone and his lips were by my ear. I moved my hands across his broad muscular shoulders and around his neck.
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