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Jean-Claude&039;s hands onthe head of the bed The pillows had all been thrown to the floor, so there was nothing but the silk sheets and the three of us "Trade places," Richard had said It had see about Richard was ever simple

He put his hands on my ar hands around an to slide his hands downmy arms, such an innocent place to touch, but he ernail like the tiny press of soainst my skin His hands reached under gle Half because it tickled, and half because of the slow, sure otten what it was like to have all of Richard&039;s attention in a bed When you think you&039;ll never be able to touch soet

I waited for him to curve his hands over my breasts, but he didn&039;t He moved his hands just a little lower on es ofdown es of ht my breath in my throat, and closed my eyes, to shudder under his hands

His hands, so large they cuppedover o lower, and just as he had above, he moved his hands to the sides of lide of skin and nails away fro of hs, but nothingdoard, but he&039;d skipped the parts Is, but from what he hadn&039;t done From what I wanted him to do

It made me raise my arms, or try to, but Jean-Claude&039;s hands were there He kept my hands pressed to the bed I put more effort into it, and found that I could raise my hands off the bed an inch or so, but Jean-Claude pressed e he needed I&039;d e positions, made him work a little harder, but that was all I putmy arms I don&039;t knohy,able to get away Being trapped in theory is one thing, knowing it for a fact, is different Or different for le?" Richard asked, in a voice that held a tone I&039;d never heard fro bad happen" His big hands finished their glide downaround my ankles He didn&039;t press them to the bed, just held theet away fros Tell me I can&039;t, or showas hard as I could, but I was trying Trying enough to feel the strength in his hands, a strength that could bend steel I couldn&039;t get away

He spread s, wide and wider, while I tried to stop hireed to this I wanted hi about the way he spread th in his hands, while Jean-Claude pinned o from halfhearted to not so halfhearted It was stupid, but I couldn&039;t help s, fro me, and the fact that I couldn&039;t both scared s should have been mutually exclusive, but they weren&039;t

"Tell rown deeper

I shook ?" he asked, and there was a look in his face, eager, dark, happy, all at once He pushedUntil the an to ache with the stretch "Why are you struggling, if you don&039;t wantI could think of, "I don&039;t know" My voice was breathier than I thought it would be, as ifI realized then, that he&039;d spread le, not unless I wanted it to hurt It ainst Jean-Claude&039;s hands I raised up a few inches, so that he actually had to co to his knees meant that suddenly his body was exposed just aboveloose and soft just above me, and until he fed he would stay soft I loved the sensation of him in my mouth when he was like this, because it didn&039;t last, except when he had not fed Now, I could explore the softness of hie I strained back for hiling just above et to hi to do, but he kept his weight on my wrists, and his body arched above me, out of reach

My voice came out strained, breathless, "Please"

"Please, what?" Richard&039;s voice from the other end of the bed

"Ma petite has a penchant for e this desire"

"And you&039;re keeping it just out of her reach," Richard said, his voice dropped an octave lower so that it was alrowl

"Oui"

"Why?" he asked

"Is that not the garowl trickled from Richard&039;s throat "Yes, yes, it is" He was up on all fours, too, but unlike Jean-Claude he was thick and heavy against the front of his body "But I don&039;t want it to be you she&039;s begging for, I want it to be me"

"Why can it not be both of us?" Jean-Claude asked

The two men stared at each other, and I had a moment to feel their, not power, but almost as if their wills were suddenly power I could feel the strength of their wills aimed at each other "You chose not to let ht she would not have a use for me until I could be erect" He smiled "You underestimate ma petite&039;s love of the male body She loves us in all our many forms" That last held some note, some jab, that I didn&039;t understand I should have, but the feel of their hands on my body, and the view of both of them nude had me distracted I never seemed to think as clearly around the, but true

Richard&039;s face darkened with anger, and the first trickle of his power slipped past his so tight shielding It danced along s like a breeze off the plains of hell Hot, so hot It raised goosebuht their attention back toRichard looked down at er was still there, but underneath that was so darker So safe and sane A s he probably didn&039;t want to see in any mirror, before he turned away, so I couldn&039;t see his face As if he knehat I&039;d seen

"If you&039;re going to fight, get off of h to put much authority inain, not breathy, not sexy, just mine

"That is not up to ht, Richard?"

That hot, hot wind eased out fro solid and reaching acrossupplaces Richard had very deliberately avoided When that seeking heat caressed between ed to say, "Stop it, whatever it is, stop it" The heat cli my body like a fleshy ladder

"Does it hurt?" Richard asked, but he was looking at Jean-Claude, not me

"No," and the power caressed reat monster had breathed their breath hot across the

I openedup into Jean-Claude&039;s face His face was still pleasant, unreadable, hidden "Are you well,else, but Richard&039;s power caressed my throat, flowed over my lips, so that ue I looked up into Jean-Claude&039;s ht blue eyes, and whispered, "Richard"

Jean-Claude lowered his face over ainst htly I opened my mouth for him, but he paused just short of a kiss He licked the air above ht at first he&039;d h to look down ame is this?"

"You and she aren&039;t the only ones who gained pohen she bound herself to Damian and Nathaniel" His voice wasn&039;t happy when he said it, in fact the anger was back The anger fed directly into his power so that a line of scalding heat flashed up my body and tore a scream from my throat

Jean-Claude put his mouth to lide over h my body and quiet all that heat And as if Richard&039;s power had been waiting for that very thing, it surged forward, and I was suddenly covered in their power It was as if my body was the wick for Richard&039;s candle and the spout for Jean-Claude&039;s cool water to flon But you can&039;t be both flame and water You can&039;t burn and drown, not at the same time My body tried, it tried to be cold and hot, flame and water, life and death But wait, that last, that last we understood, my power and me Life and death, especially death

My power didn&039;t simply rise, it burst my shields, like a da contained, poured over us all It swept us not away, but together We were on our knees on the bed with Richard pressed to the front of ht without dark, no good without evil, nocan exist if its direct opposite does not also exist I don&039;t know if that&039;s true, but in that h each opposite needs the other, they also can&039;t exist simultaneously They are two sides to a coin, but what of the coin? What is the coin that separates good froether, yet keeps theht and dark, I don&039;t know, but with Richard and Jean-Claude, it was me

I was the ether I was their coin, and they were ether, different, but all of one piece Richard pressed to the front of my body, and it was as if he burned, as if his body was so hot, it should have burst into flames, as if the sun itself lay within his skin Jean-Claude pressed at my back like water, cool, cold water, that had risen from the very depths of the sea, where it runs cold and black, and slow, and strange things glide there If you look at the sun too long you go blind; if you swim too deep into the sea you drown

I screamed, screamed because I didn&039;t knohat to do with the power I was their coin, but I didn&039;t kno to forge us into one piece It was like trying to fit three people into one body How do you start? Who gets shoved in where?

But I wasn&039;t master here, it wasn&039;t e pieces into one Jean-Claude&039;s cool power flowed over e of Richard&039;s power, and brought us all back up to the surface of our , "I can only hold it back for a ht it We must embrace it, and each other"

"Define embrace," Richard said, and his voice was thick with effort, as if he were holding back his side of soht, and maybe he was

"You into Anita&039;s body, and I will feed upon yours"

We didn&039;t have ti The poas just suddenly back, as if we&039;d opened a door and found the building falling down around us We were out of time We either rode the power, or it would bury us Bury us along with everyone we loved, everyone we&039;d vowed to protect Distantly, I had the thought, if ould but take the fourth ht vanished under the press of Richard&039;s body His body was ripe and thick and ready, and he&039;d made certain that Jean-Claude&039;s wouldn&039;t be There ht have been other ways to bind us, but Richard had taken some of Jean-Claude&039;s choices, andthe other man to feed Funny how you try to avoid one evil, and fall headlong into another

Richard pushed hiht, and he was thick, but the ht of power eased It was as if Richard&039;s body broke the plane of some barrier, as if my body were a door, and we&039;d pushed inside

Richard&039;s voice caht I don&039;t want to hurt you" He was above me in a sort of push-up, and the vieeen our bodies was perfect Perfect for watching hirabbed his arms, and said, "Don&039;t stop, God, don&039;t stop"

"You&039;re too tight"

"Not for long," I said

"Is she wet?" Jean-Claude asked

Richard gave him a look, and it wasn&039;t friendly "Yes"

"Then you will not hurt her"

"You said it yourself, Jean-Claude, you aren&039;t this well-endowed, you don&039;t kno you can hurt a wo to"

I slapped Richard&039;s shoulder, because I couldn&039;t reach his face He looked down at er so ready in his eyes "I am not Clair I want you, Richard I want you inside me, please, Richard, please Don&039;t stop, please, don&039;t stop"

He looked down at me, and the look on his face was very male, and very Richard all at the same time I watched him, felt how much he wanted to shove himself inside me, but that part of hi so hard, was afraid Not afraid that he&039;d hurt me, but afraid to see the same look on my face he&039;d seen on Clair&039;s I tasted the fear of that on ue Felt the pulse in my neck speed, not with lust, but fear Fear that Clair was right That he was an aniht have The last thing Richard needed was more emotional shit to shovel

"If you will not do it, mon ami, then let me feed, so that we may finish this"

"I aer spread like hot oil on my skin It didn&039;t hurt like earlier, and I knew that was Jean-Claude&039;s doing He was dulling the edge of Richard&039;s power, or rather turning it fro down ue?

"Be my enemy then," Jean-Claude said, "but one of us must do this If you will not, then you must help h in for it, so that he slipped back out That pressure carabbed a handful of ue searching ave my mouth to his, my face to his hand, my head to the hand still wrapped in my hair His other hand slid from my face down my neck, my shoulder, to caress the front of ainst his body, and I understood As we&039;d discussed, his power lay in seduction He was literally building a deeper binding on the foundation of sex Each touch, each caress, each penetration, another stone to keep us safe I&039;d have argued with his choice of building ame, not mine Of course, there was more than one way to play ball

Jean-Claude&039;s hands slid over the front of my body, until he held my breasts He squeezed them between his hands, squeezed theasp, and a sound low in my throat "You will not hurt her, Richard"

Richard hadn&039;twhere h that he could have joined Jean-Claude in the foreplay, but he just knelt there

I stroked my hand over him, found him not as hard as he had been I wrapped ht a sain, watched his eyes lose focus, "this inside me"

I could feel that he wanted to, but his fears held hio of him and turned with a cry to Jean-Claude I felt suddenly half-crazed with need A need to have someone inside me Jean-Claude hadn&039;t fed yet, but there was still so I could do for ht kiss on Jean-Claude&039;s mouth, but that wasn&039;t what I wanted He rose up on his knees as if he knehere I was headed

I licked uided me to him I drew him into my mouth, and the texture of him so small, so loose, onderful I sucked hiue Sht for it I sucked him as hard and fast as I could, in and out, in and out, until he cried out above me I used my hand to lift the loose tenderness of his balls up, so I could draw the all of him in my mouth at once, even this small, there was barely room I had to be so careful of him, so careful, not to hurt hi some precious priceless work of art between your teeth When I didn&039;t trust myself not to bite down on those tender bits, I spilled theivable, forgivable bit to roll and coax, until he cried out above me, and his body thrust forward, but he couldn&039;t coht, and he couldn&039;t have finished it I was ready to offer to open a vein myself, when I felt hands on ainst my body He wasn&039;t soft now, he was oh, so hard He kept one hand on ainst the opening in my body

I started to raise up, but Jean-Claude&039;s hand pushed on my head, kepthim deep into my mouth, as Richard pushed his way into my body I etter now, more open, but Richard still had to work his way in, push, and shove, for each tight, wet, inch The feel of him inside me forced small sounds from my throat, made me whimper and moan, all of it with Jean-Claude still in my mouth

Richard pushed his way in, until there was no o but to draw himself back out of me, slowly, so slowly I didn&039;t want slowly I wanted fast I wanted hard I wanted Richard at his best, not this careful dance

I raised my head up off of Jean-Claude, and this tiainst aze back overhim with his body inside of me, rolled my eyes shut for aso carefully used, made me want to scream at him

"Fuck me, Richard"

He looked at me, and the control on his face in his body, stopped for a moment He looked at me, and said, "Anita"

"Fuck me," I said, "fuck me, God, fuck me, just fuck me Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please, please, please just fuck me"

"I ah to sendaround h for me to do it "No, no, no, no!" Freed of Jean-Claude&039;s hands I could move I shoved myself onto him I shoved myself down hard and fast until the sound of our bodies hitting slapped together Having him shoved that hard, fast, deep, inside me, made me cry out, but not in pain

I leaned led my hips, and I fucked hiood as he could have done on his own, but it was still good Still so good

Richard caught the rhyth himself inside me, as hard and fast as he could Harder and faster than I&039;d been able tothat spot deep, deep inside my body, until I cried out around him

Jean-Claude&039;s hand pushed ain Helped me feed on his soft, soft flesh while Richard pounded hih on his knees, and his hand helped me stay where he wanted me

It wasn&039;t until I heard Richard&039;s voice, "Jean-Claude," and felt Richard&039;s rhyth up there, behind my back

Jean-Claude was suddenly not soft, or li sweet and tender that had waited a very long tirow thick and heavy He filled my mouth I drew back to breathe, and he forced my head farther down, forced himself deeper into my throat

I suddenly had both of them as deep inside me as s, and Jean-Claude thrust hiether, so that they h, to keep teeth out of the hile Jean-Claude mouth-fucked me I&039;d never let anyone do that before, not like this, not so that as happening at s

Richard had taken me at my word He pounded into me so fast and so hard, until the sound of it was like a continuous thud of flesh on flesh, and though it felt wonderful, if Jean-Claude hadn&039;t been in o It was almost too much, almost pain Jean-Claude was more careful up front, because he had to be, but he still forcedalmost continuously, barely time to breathe between one thrust and the next One ing, the next, orgas, but it wouldn&039;t stop I screaasm around Jean-Claude&039;s body still shoved deep in my mouth I screamed, and my body spasmed around them both I sucked hard and harder, I drove my hips into Richard A moment before I&039;d been ready to stop, and now I helped them fuck me I drove my body into them both, as hard and fast as I could, while rew until it wasn&039;t enough to just screahs

I felt their bodies tighten at the sa himself so deep inside me that I screamed for real this time, but Jean-Claude drove himself down at the same mo insideas Richard, but he was far enough down, that it wasn&039;t ait back up Of letting that hot thickness go down ainst it I let them have my body in that instant I let their pleasure fill h me

It was at that s as intimate as blood, that it clicked into place That we&039;d done enough to bind us without bleeding Jean-Claude Maybe it hat it needed to work, or h to stop fighting

We collapsed in a breathless, panting heap Jean-Claude drew hiently, and lay on his back with s Richard was still on top of ht, and I was short enough, and he was tall enough, that he was lying partially on Jean-Claude I was just pinned between theh to pull hiJean-Claude In a voice that was still breathless, he asked, "Did I hurt you?"

I couldn&039;t help it, I laughed I laughed, even though hed, as I began to feel the ache of hihed, not because it hurt, but because it felt so good

Jean-Claude started to laugh, too

"What?" Richard said

Jean-Claude and I lay on top of each other, too tired to hed It took Richard a few minutes, but finally, a deep chuckle escaped hih to throw an arhed The three of us lay unable or unwilling to hed until we could , warm, naked, puppy pile Me in the middle, but when Jean-Claude&039;s head touched Richard&039;s arm, neither of them moved away It wasn&039;t perfect, but damn, it was close

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I&039;d tried to call hborhood vampire hunter in New Orleans to see what I could learn about the vamps ere after, but Denis-Luc St John, vamp hunter and federal marshal, was in the hospital, still in intensive care They&039;d damn near killed him before they left town Worse and worse

The sun was a bloody strip of red against the western sky when Zerbrowski and I got out of his car to question the first witness I always felt like I should have to wash ot out of his car The backseat was so full of paper and old fast food bags that it looked like a landfill The front seat wasn&039;t actually dirty, but the rest of the car was so messy that it just felt like the entire car was icky

"Do Katie and the kids ever ride in this thing?" I asked as we started up the steps to the first apartment on the list

"Naw, she and the kids take the minivan"

I shook my head "Has she seen the inside of it recently?"

"You&039;ve seen our house, it&039;s perfect, everything in its place Even our bedroom is iets to be as ely, it o I understood the fine art of compromise between a couple in a way that I never had before I&039;ood at it, just that I understood it more

Zerbrowski read off the number of the apartment, and it was on the second floor, in a line of concrete ay andThe doors were all identical I wondered if the neighbors knew that they had a va next door You&039;d be aure it out Vampires hit my radar hard, so they don&039;t pass unnoticed for et fooled I don&039;t know if it&039;s because they want to be fooled, or if it really is harder for them to spot a vamp I don&039;t knohich would bother methat I am even more outside the norm, or that people want to be fooled that badly

Since ere looking for vampires that had killed at least two people, I stretched out that part of me that sensed the dead It wasn&039;t the sa the difference was like explaining the difference between sky blue and turquoise They were both blue, but they weren&039;t the same color

Zerbrowski reached for the doorbell, and I touched his hand "Not yet"

"Why not?" he asked His hand swept back his wrinkled trench coat and suit jacket, to touch the butt of his gun on his hip "You hear so?"

"Ease down, it&039;s okay He&039;s just not awake yet"

Zerbrowski looked puzzled at me "What does that mean?"

"I can feel va so he would be, he&039;s supposed to be the oldest one of the three, longest dead Longest dead usually wakes up first, unless one of them is a master Masters wake up first"

"I knew the part about longest dead," he said "So a master vampire that is two years dead can wake up before a vampire that is five years dead, but not a h soh power in five hundred years to rival masters I&039;ve met that were under five years"

"That&039;d be a bummer A flunkie for all eternity"

I nodded "Yeah" I felt that instant spark inside the room It hit me almost like a punch to the stomach, or lower Once I could only sense varee, and once it was just a sone up a power level or two

"You okay?" Zerbrowski asked

"Yeah, just, yeah Now you can use the doorbell"