Heirot

Atul's hips bucked against Vlad's touched and he lost the sunk his teeth into the vampire hard enough to leave a purple mark. Tenele squirmed beneath her husband, panting, desperate for attention. She propped herself up on an elbow to watch what they were doing through a heavy lidded gaze.

Atul curled his arms around Vlad, wrapping his hands around the vampire's need and clawing his short nails against his chest.

Vlad's body jerked in Atul's grip. He was so hard, it almost hurt. "Yes," he growled, his arms wrapping around Tenele's thighs like she was a liferaft. He sucked at her center in deep sworls of pressure, and his body screamed to be inside her. There was just this equally tempting matter of the impossibly attractive demigod driving his fingers over his need and scraping wonderfully across his chest.

The things he wanted to do to them... He wondered blankly if Atul was strong enough for what he wanted, or if the exertion would hurt his body.

Tenele cried out, arching up off the table and curling her body over his. She curled her legs around his arms. It was hard to breathe with such sensations raging over her skin, and the site of them tangled together made her groan. She wanted to be tangled with them.

Atul kissed Vlad's neck, breathing heavily into the vampire's ear. "Don't fret over me," he ordered, as if sensing Vlad's hesitation. "Do as you please."

A ripple of excitement dragged through the vampire's body, fueled by Atul's invitation. "Lie on your back," he gestured to the opposite side of the table.

Atul nodded, rising to his feet. He wasn't sure how sturdy the table was, but he did as Vlad ordered and lay down alongside Tenele. He curled his fingers around hers and kissed the back of her hand, enjoying the flushed breathless look that she wore.

He stretched his naked body out, excited with anticipation and curiosity as he waited for what the vampire had planned.

Vlad cast a predatory smile upon his beautifully flushed wife. He reached for her and drew her gently up, guiding her to straddle over Atul's waist facing his knees. Then Vlad leaned down and took Atul in his mouth for several long, wet slurps, before straddling his hips facing Tenele.

He kissed Tenele deeply, drawing her chest to his and holding her tight, his need pinned between them. His other hand reached back and guided Atul's slick member up against his opening, urging.

Tenele's eyes lit with excitement as she watched her husband agile form move into position. She wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. Atul groaned with anticipation, his hands curled around Tenele's hips, and then switched to clutch Vlad's thighs. He lifted his hips in an attempt to impatiently speed up the process.

"He's impatient," Tenele murmured against Vlad's lips. "So am I."

Vlad broke his kiss with Tenele and pressed his forehead into the crevice of her shoulder as he slowly sat back over Atul's impressive form. The pain drove a lance through his spine, but it also turned his nerves to warm butter, sliding against him for more. As soon as the vampire managed to absorb the king's full length, his hands fumbled against Tenele's hips, bringing her shakily up against him. He positioned himself and slid very slowly into her, knowing full well how hard he was at the moment. Then he held still for a second, absorbing the feeling of have Atul deep inside him while his own need was buried in Tenele's tight warmth. He groaned at the thought. His hands grasped Tenele's butt gently, holding her up so that he could easily slide in and out to his full length. As he did so, it forced him to accept an equally deep thrust from Atul. Pain had never felt so sweet. He'd only gone on for less than a minute when it dawned on him that he was going to have trouble lasting in this position. He slowed nearly to a stop, willing his nerves to calm down a notch. The position gave him so much control to make love to both partners at once, and it was more than he could handle after everything they'd already done to him. He panted against Tenele's shoulder and tried to hold himself still.

Tenele bit Vlad's shoulder, wiggling her hips against him as he clutched her rear and moved inside her. "You're very creative tonight," she murmured. "But, that has to be exhausting..."

Atul thrust underneath Vlad, offer no mercy to the vampire even if he seemed to desire stillness. He groaned, closing his eyes, and desiring what Vlad seemed to be holding back.

"I like things vigorous," Vlad moaned tightly. "Bite harder," he purred. He thrust his hips mercilessly, knowing he was driving her crazy and loving every second of it. Maybe loving it a bit too much, if he wanted to last long enough for both of them. He supported Tenele with one hand and brought the other to his injured shoulder, clenching it firmly. The one kind of pain he couldn't enjoy managed to draw him back from the edge he was teetering on. He groaned desperately at the sensations of them both moving at once, and he bucked inside Tenele until he could barely think. He wanted to bite her, but he knew he would climax immediately if he did.

The waves of pleasure washed over her, and she bit down harshly as they crashed into her. She had little control in this position as his arms controlled her, but she liked it like that. She loved his dominance. Tenele cried out against his skin, dragging her nails across his flesh. She kissed his lips fiercely, not careful enough around his fangs. She drew back to reveal a small red drop of blood across the bottom curve of her flushed lips. Tenele licked the blood from her lips, but it pooled fresh again.

Beneath them Atul grew more vocal in his desires, and if the king planned to make good on any of those promises it would prove to be a long night for all of them.

Vlad returned Tenele's kiss fiercely as he caught the taste of blood on her tongue. He growled in ecstasy. His lips broke from hers and kissed along the length of her jaw, until he found the soft skin of her neck and licked it hard. His movements quickened inside her, rocking against her most tender spot with long, vigorous strokes. "I'm going to bring you until you can't take it any more," he promised in a throaty moan, as his teeth drove painlessly into her flesh.

Tenele's stomach flipped at his vow. Her nails dug into his arms, and she arched against him, unable to really go anywhere. The pleasure that flooded her was too good, too sweet. It set all of her nerves on fire. Atul's hands groped at her skin while Vlad plunged relentlessly into her. The sensation made her shiver.

"Vlad!"

Vlad felt the king's thrusts deepen under him. Oh, you are next, my friend, he thought to himself eagerly. He poured his power at full force into Tenele's veins, while her blood took his body higher and higher. He focused, and kept his movements rapid, but there was simply no way to delay himself any further. His body tightened and jerked inside her, and he cried out as wave after wave of climax rolled through him.

Tenele shuddered, crying out against his shoulder as he poured all of himself in power and force into her. She clutched at him, shivering as the aftershocks rolled through and she slumped in his arms. Still, she didn't want him to leave her. She didn't want this to end. Not yet. She nuzzled his skin tenderly while Atul kept up his pursuit.