CHAPTER 4

 

There was a silent moment within Damon’s bedchamber as the tension approached its bursting point. He could sense how nervous Vel was, and Lilian, too. He could sense the collective maelstrom of emotions, the sensitivities exposed by two close friends suddenly being thrust into a situation where they were sharing both the man they loved and each other’s intimacy.

“Come here.” He took Vel’s hand and pulled her to him.

She was blinking a lot, looking as though she wanted to say something, do something, but couldn’t decide what. He kissed her twice, a soft peck followed by a more passionate locking of lips.

“I fed off Vel the night before last,” said Lilian, clearing her throat. “So, if you don’t mind, Damon…”

“Not at all.” He held out his other arm, pulling Lilian into a matching embrace on the other side. “Let’s do it on the bed.”

Vel kissed him again, greedy for his attention. Damon slid his hand down to grope her butt, turning to make out with Lilian for a few hot seconds before taking small steps back toward his bed. He was still exploring the moment and felt as though he was treating them like wild animals, liable to be scared off by the quick or the unexpected.

He sat down on the bed, pulling them both to stretch out along with him. His bed wasn’t so huge, and the sensation of Vel and Lilian inching over to get comfortable on either side of him, pressing their bodies against his atop the quilt, was incredible.

They were both still only wearing their towels, a problem easily solved. Damon took hold of Vel’s, watching as she blushed and rolled her eyes as though she wasn’t as eager for what came next as he was. Lilian pulled at his clothing as he turned his attention toward her, getting his shirt up and over his head.

“Should we take his pants off, too, Vel?” she asked.

“It seems as though it would only be fair.” Vel ran her finger along Damon’s bulge. “We’re both already naked.”

“Naked and incredibly sexy,” said Damon. “True Divine. I’m so glad I found you both tonight.”

“You didn’t just find us,” whispered Lilian. “You found us and saved us.”

“And got us drunk,” said Vel, giggling.

“And fed us.” Lilian nuzzled her lips against his neck.

Damon gripped the inside of her thigh. Vel pulled his pants down, and he felt her soft hand close around his cock as it came loose.

He nodded to Lilian, letting her begin the process of licking him and lining up her fangs. He looked at Vel, feeling oddly self-conscious as she played with his tool and watched his expression shift into the depths of pleasure.

Lilian’s fangs sank in. Damon’s eyes fluttered, and his toes curled. Vel kissed him on the cheek and the side of the mouth, letting her hand pump faster. Dangerously fast. He tapped a hand on her wrist, urging her to slow down. He didn’t doubt he could muster the stamina for multiple performances that night, but it felt like a waste of his seed to come so early.

Lilian let out a soft mewling noise, still licking up the last few drops of Damon’s blood. The edge of his vision pulsed and pounded with pleasure. He slid his hand further up Lilian’s thigh, intent on going on the attack. She let out a small moan as he pushed a finger into her sticky womanhood.

Vel started nibbling on his earlobe in a fashion that reminded him of how a little girl might flick a similar spot with her finger to get someone’s attention. He found her with his other hand and soon enough, he was a knuckle deep in each of their tight channels.

“Oh…” moaned Vel.

“Ah… ah…” Lilian’s noises were low and rhythmic.

Damon curled his fingers, marveling at how their hips seemed to flex upward in unison. He went slow, patiently heating them both up and ignoring his own needs for the moment. Lilian and Vel were both rubbing his stomach, hands occasionally slipping lower to briefly caress his manhood.

He was curious as to which of them would come first. The answer surprised him, though perhaps shouldn’t have. Lilian’s breathing went wild, and she dug the tips of her claws into Damon’s thigh, whimpering as the pleasure overwhelmed her, still primed by the high of his blood.

“Lil?” whispered Vel, in a strangely surprised voice. “Did you just…?”

Damon cut her off with a series of kisses, rolling to give her his complete focus while Lilian was still recovering. Her blonde hair was spread out across the quilt, either sweaty or still damp from her earlier bath. Her breasts were as petite as her body, but perfectly kissable, perfectly suckable. He lavished attention on one of them with his mouth as he spread her thighs and began to take her completely.

“What was it the two of you were saying about me struggling to handle you both?” he whispered.

“Don’t get cocky,” she replied. “You’re only halfway toward handling… Oh!”

She let out a sudden gasp as Damon began thrusting hard enough to make the bed rattle beneath them. Vel thrust her legs outward, holding them open at odd angles as though she wasn’t quite sure what to do with them in the crowded bed. It felt like plundering sweets from one plate while eyeing another. Lilian, sweaty and breathing hard, bit her lower lip and met his gaze.

“Damon,” she whispered. “Lord Damon.”

She leaned closer in, whispering the same words over, so absurdly hot in the moment. She kissed him on the cheek and carefully slid in next to Vel, kissing her too.

“Your face looks so hot right now, Vel,” whispered Lilian.

“Oh!” cried Vel. “Lil!”

Damon slowed for a thrust as Vel and Lilian shared a passionate kiss, tongues dancing together. He shifted, kissing Lilian and feeling her tugging on his shoulders. She was so lusty, and tunnel vision took over as he took in the fullness of her breasts and her thick hips.

“Vel, I, uh…” He pulled out of Vel and plunged into Lilian, feeling the comparatively cold air briefly kissing his manhood before he stuffed it into a new home.

Lilian gasped. Vel let out a slightly annoyed huff, but he caressed her cheek, letting his eyes linger on her even as he began pumping into another woman.

It went on like that for a while, like a continuous, swapping dance, the sounds of their bodies and moans forming the melody of the music. Vel and Lilian kissed and fondled one another, but in a measured, somewhat limited capacity. Damon didn’t mind, as it left his cock at the center of the action.

He had to pace himself, and he felt the moment the shift came, like seeing the finish of a race in the distance. He’d already gotten Vel and Lilian off multiple times, and it now seemed as though they were conspiring, scheming, to make him come.

“Right here,” whispered Lilian. She planted a kiss on Damon’s cock and gestured to Vel. “Both of us. Let’s show Damon how much we appreciate him.”

Vel grinned and fell into place on the other side. She flicked her eyes up to Damon, seeming to delight in the obvious pleasure etched into his expression. She stuck her tongue out, licking the tip of his member and then sucking, and then kissing Lilian, whose lips were mere inches away.

He reached down, cupping the left side of Vel’s face and the right side of Lilian’s, watching them do incredible things with their tongues and wondering if they had any idea how lewd they looked. He felt a flutter of premonition and pulled them both in closer. Lilian was quicker with her mouth, locking her lips down over the tip of his cock just as he began to burst.

It was a full body orgasm, legs kicking, shoulders bunching, head thrown back in ecstasy. He heard Vel giggling and whispering something to Lilian, and then felt a new mouth takeover for the cleanup.

Lilian slid forward, resting her head on Damon’s chest. He ran his hand through her hair, watching as Vel slowly finished her own licking and sucking and moved into a spot that mirrored Lilian’s on the other side.

“How was that?” whispered Vel.

“Not bad, for round one,” he said. He reached his hand down, hearing her sigh softly with pleasure as he began teasing her womanhood.