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banded around me,
driving deeper, receding, wild, free. My nails bit into his forearm
hard enough to draw blood. He growled as he forced my body into a
rhythm of his choosing.
     
    “ That’s it baby, take all of him.” Gene bent his head with his
blessed tongue over my sensitive flesh.
    This time there wasn’t any hesitation for either of us.
Beings of blinding, capitulating need. His lips taunt, he sucked me
into his mouth, inducing a mind-blowing orgasm that descended in
paralyzing waves.
    No one else existed, not even Carl. Nothing
against him, not really. Just a rare, glimmering moment of hope for
a future I’d thought died off. A pile of sand in my hands trickling
through my fingers, no matter how desperate I sought to keep the
grains. Gene had what he wanted. I did crave him .
    They groaned as I bucked over them, the ecstatic jolts
forcing cries from my throat, while the men worked my body into
oblivion. My hips rocked back and forth while Carl arched my neck
and kissed me, ringing out the pleasure they procured in equal
measure.
    He broke
away with a growl, shuddering deeply. “Please, feed from
me.”
    The request sent a shiver of anticipation through me,
shattering my tunnel vision. My personal demon raised its head in
anticipated triumph. The darkest, most primal part of me—separate,
yet merged with me—cared little for the pleasure of sex. Only that
of the blood. I’d been told that until a vampire truly mated, it
wouldn’t.
    I felt particularly theatrical when Carl bared his throat for
me so willingly. His jumping pulse held me entranced, the steadily
strong beat hammering through every vein of his body. The fact that
he was turned on by the danger of it, the possibility of not coming
out the other end intact, was insanely attractive to me in a very
weird way.
    “ Please, Sara while I’m inside of you. You feel so good, too
good,” Carl pleaded, his eyes fever-bright with anticipation. “I’ll
beg, if you’re into that.”
    My
pupils dilated, and Gene chuckled from between my
thighs.
    “ You want to. I can see it in your eyes,”
Carl dared. He approached timid now that I had shifted from me , to something far
more predatory. But it wasn’t what a “normal” human being would
feel under such up close and personal attention from a
vampire.
    I yearned to close the distance, struggled to maintain a
shred of humanity. I kissed him. His tongue rolled around my
semi-extended fangs, the pressure and infatuation of the contact
spiralling out of control. Carl was mine right then, his mind
static electricity of tempting, brilliant images, a testament to
how much he reached out to me on a cellular level.
    Gene kissed his way up to my belly button. His tongue
deliciously swirled over my skin, his face softer, far less angry
than normal.
    I love you, he
mumbled in his mind.
    I startled. So much that the standard response he expected
froze in my mind. His eyes never left my face, while he headed back
down my thigh, grinning to reveal his all too sharp canines. I
stared in fascination as he buried those sharp teeth inside of the
most prominent vein.
    My eyes shuttered closed, content to have him
here.
    I
reached down to run my fingers through his hair as gently as I
could manage with Carl manipulating my body so
perfectly.
    Feed from him .
Gene sighed.
    I turned my mouth to Carl’s neck, the angle awkward, but
workable. His breathing staggered spectacularly. His cock beat with
his pulse, heart rate slamming into my back like an insane
beckoning I couldn’t resist any longer.
    I bit into him like an apple and impossible as it may be,
Carl swelled even bigger to fill me up until I couldn’t take
anymore. His hands gripped my hips and ground up into me as he came
in a rough release of animalistic pleasure.
    He tasted spicy and exotic in his ecstasy. During sex, blood
tasted different, fuller when the recipient was experiencing
intense pleasure, just as it did when they felt fear.
    The rush
was