Holier Than Thou

[Soran Nightblade]

Atul reached under Tenele's hips with his other hand and wrapped his fingers firmly around Vlad's organ. The vampire was already full and erect, but the small extra attention brought him fully hard in Atul's hand. Without removing his stroking fingers, Atul put his hand on her hip and guided her downward onto Vlad's erection. The vampire moved his fingers out of the way and slid his hands to her hips, holding her a few inches above him and moving slowly inside her. He let out a soft groan.

[Emora Deen]

Tenele's breath quickened, her hands tightened in the sheets on either side of Vlad's head. She felt that nervousness flutter through her again, because she knew what would be coming soon. Tenele pressed her lips to Vlad's neck, nibbling on the skin. "I love you," she murmured into his ear, nibbling there as well before kissing along his jaw to his lips. *Are you sure your okay with this?* asked him in the solitude of their link.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad wasn't about to deny her anything, especially with her wet heat sliding around him. *I am okay with it. But the moment you are not okay, I will stop this. We can try again at another time. There is no need to go all the way in one try, and all of this is for your pleasure, so be honest if you need a break,* he purred in her mind. *I love you.*

As he spoke the last words, he pushed to his full length inside her and went uncharacteristically still. Behind her, Atul slid his fingers slowly away. His steaming-hot body pressed over her back, and he kissed her shoulderblade. He pressed warm and slick against her opening and pushed in very, very slowly. Vlad didn't move, but his presence there made all the less room for Atul. Both men were impressively sized, and the undertaking was nothing to sniff at. Only about a quarter of the way in, Atul slid gently back and forth, knowing this first part would burn the most.

[Emora Deen]

"Ah!" Tenele burrowed down against Vlad, her hands tightening in the sheets until her knuckles went white. She winced, and took a deep breath. She reached back behind her with one hand, fisting it in Atul's long hair. For a moment all she could think about was how tight and painful it felt, but at the same time the knowledge that she was taking both, that they were truly sharing her, made her excited enough to want to press on.

"More," she murmured hoarsely into Vlad's skin, not sure if the king could hear her.

[Soran Nightblade]

Atul made eye contact with Vlad over her shoulder. The vampire took the unspoke cue and moved very slightly inside her, pressing against her deepest place with short, firm bursts of pressure. While the movement kept her attention split, Atul gradually slid further until he was all the way inside her. He moaned softly against her back and receded in a gentle movement, only to press back in harder. Vlad's short, stroking thrusts accompanied his movements.

[Emora Deen]

Tenele winced, whimpering under the pressure of Atul's thrusts, her hand tightened in his hair. She almost asked him to stop, or pause, but she was afraid it would just feel worst if she took a break. There was a strange combination of extreme pleasure, and pain, and the knowledge of what they were doing added another twist for her. She clenched her teeth together, making tight sounds with every thrust she took. Despite the pain, Atul's moans were pleasing to her.

Tenele lifted her head enough to meet Vlad's gaze. Her eyes were watery from clenching them tight, and her expression was a mixture of pain and pleasure. She pressed her lips to his before sucking in a gasp. She wanted to ask for a break, for a moment of stillness. The need travelled through their link, but also her hesitation to ask for it.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad fought his own rapture to keep enough of his mind open to study her reactions. She was on the cusp. She could really go either way. He knew if they paused now, before it felt good, it would not be enjoyable to continue. With a little incentive, however, the game could change. He was almost positive, based on her reactions, that she was ready to be swept away if they did things properly. He leaned up and kissed her, then slid his lips along the underside of her chin, to her neck. Still moving inside him and reeling with the sense of Atul's hardness rubbing against his, he slid his fangs into her neck. The sensation gave him a rush of pleasure and allowed him to send waves of lust into her mind, carrying her as high as he could. He groaned against her neck.

Atul felt the change in Vlad's movements, and he suddenly needed to be deeper, to have her completely. He thrust into her, in time with Vlad, no longer holding back or slowing himself down. He moaned tightly at the fierce pressure on his body, and Vlad was having similar difficulty staying still or quiet. From a viewer's perspective, the three of them made a remarkable sight, and the sound of them together was enough to make a pair of maids blush fiercely as they passed in the hall outside.

[Emora Deen]

Tenele felt the pain melt away into bliss. A pleased moan left her lips as she rocked between them. It was overwhelming, now that the pain was gone. Both of them, each driving deeper, driving her high. She'd never felt so full, so devoured or wanted.

"Gods, yes!" She went over the edge, not sure if they were close, and just as soon as she'd fallen she was carried high again on the cusp of another climax. Too soon, it rippled through her harder than the first and left her screaming and shuddering between them.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad's breath hitched with ecstasy as he ground deeply into her welcoming body. He'd never felt her have multiple orgasms in a row before, and the very thought of it drove him crazy with passion. Her body constricted tightly each time, bringing both men's control to its knees. It brought Atul rock hard and larger than ever. Vlad shuddered at the incredible feeling of having the king's organ rub against his through the small space between them, while Tenele's body seemed to swallow him whole with excruciating tightness. Her experience of Atul's unmerciful thrusts left Vlad groaning helplessly close to oblivion.

Atul, however, seemed to have a bit more control left. He was sweating and gasping with the feel of her around him, but her orgasms left him ambitious and curious how far he could take her. "Once more," he moaned, his voice thick with insatiable lust, while he hammered at a nerve-bundled spot deep inside her. "Let me bring you once more."

Just the thought of Atul's words sent the vampire's thick length pulsing deeper inside her. The two men drove with alternating thrusts, escalating faster and losing their control by the second.

[Emora Deen]

His words sent shivers through her, and their thrusts drover her nearer to a high she'd never reached before. Her body still shook from the aftermath of the second one, and now another? She felt it building, climbing, climbing, climbing. "Ah!" She cried, nearing it, so close. "Atul... Vlad.... I... I'm..." Her hands knotted in the sheets, pushing against the bed, arching back to press against Atul's chest. She ground her hips back against them. Their bodies sent electric currents of pleasure rippling through her that built and built and finally...

One of them, maybe both of them, struck the right spot, and brought her to the tipping point of her rapture. Tenele fell over that blissful edge again, shuddering and screaming and rocking against them, calling their names as the world went white. It didn't seem to end, just rolled through her over and over until she collapsed hard against Vlad, trembling and gasping ragged breaths to cool the fire.

The insane part of her wanted to say, "Again, again, again." The more practical part of her wanted to beg for mercy, afraid to even touch that high again so soon.

[Soran Nightblade]

Vlad finished with a tight, uncontrollable groan. He felt like he was coming over and over again, like the feeling wouldn't stop. It was insanely good, and also sent panicked convulsions aching through his lower body as it spent more that it was really meant to. Just as he thought he might be done, Atul's own composure broke.

"Ah!" Atul cried out. Vlad could feel the other man's member grow still and spasm thickly with his climax. The vampire went very still, taking in the incredible sensations and sounds of his lovers at their peaks.

[Emora Deen]

Tenele pressed her cheek against Vlad's skin. Her flesh was slick with sweat, her hair tangled and spilling over her husband's shoulders and arms. She heaved against him, her hands drawing out of the silk sheets to cup his shoulders. The feel of them finishing filled her with warmth and contentment. She reached behind her and stroked fingers through Atul's hair tenderly while his breath fanned across her back and his weight pressed in.

Tenele trailed light appreciative kisses across Vlad's skin between breaths, smiling blissfully. She felt so pleased that she could inspire such insatiable passion in them.

"Will it hurt when you leave me?" Tenele asked Atul softly, her voice heavy with satisfaction. She didn't want him to leave, either of them, at the same time her body felt lethargic and heavy and she wanted to be curled between them.

[Soran Nightblade]

Atul smiled apologetically. "It's likely to sting, when the pleasure winds down. I'm afraid you'll be in no mood to walk for a while after this," he explained. His blue eyes glowed with fascination as he drew her ruffled hair gently away from her face. "I was rather thorough."

[Emora Deen]

Tenele smiled sheepishly, her already flushed cheeks darkening. "I see," she murmured. "Does this mean I get breakfast in bed?"

[Soran Nightblade]

"I think we can manage that," Atul chuckled, kissing her back as he drew carefully out of her. Vlad murmured a half-hearted complaint at the decrease in contact, shifting his still-large member deeper inside his wife stubbornly. He wanted to be part of her as long as possible. His arms locked affectionately around her lower back while Atul lay down next to them and stroked her arm gently with his fingers.