The Hunters - Declan And Tori Part 16

He dropped to his knees in front of her instead, staring up at her with adoring eyes. "My life, my soul is yours," he murmured, catching her hips in his hands and diving for her dripping pa.s.sage, laving the plump outer lips before spreading her and thrusting into her with his tongue, drinking down the creamy moisture like a man dying of thirst.

Declan stared at them with wide eyes that swirled and shifted. His c.o.c.k bobbed in his fist insistently, demanding he go and take his place. He stayed seated, watching as Tori's hands fisted in Eli's hair. Along the path of their bond, he could feel her rising pleasure, feel phantoms of the pleasure Eli was giving her as he ate at her p.u.s.s.y.

Her misty dazed eyes met his across the room and he shook his head, and mouthed, "Eli," while he stroked his c.o.c.k quicker and harder.

Inside her, along that odd bond the three now shared, she had known how badly Eli hurt and how badly he needed this. She couldn't deny him now, any more than Declan could.

And oh, the pleasure. His teeth closed over her c.l.i.t and tugged lightly, and Tori lifted her hips pleadingly for more.

Her lids drifted closed and she climaxed with a scream, the pleasure that ripped through her echoing in Declan's body and causing a tiny stream of come to jet from his shaft to land on his belly. Never breaking rhythm, he watched as Eli rose and ripped his pants away. But Tori evaded the hands that reached for her and fell to her knees in front of him, licking a trail from the base of his p.e.n.i.s to the head, before she opened wide and took his c.o.c.k inside her mouth.

"f.u.c.k me," Eli gasped, falling back against the wall and catching her head in his hands. He rocked his hips against her mouth, pulling back instinctively when he felt the muscles of her throat close around the head of his c.o.c.k.

But she slid further down, the muscles loosening, until he was buried inside her silken mouth and throat all the way to his b.a.l.l.s. "d.a.m.n it, she's sweet," he muttered as she fell into a rhythm that took his fat c.o.c.k completely inside her. She would hold him close and tight for long seconds and Eli went half mad, grasping her head and pounding into her mouth.

He dimly felt the echoes of sensation that raced through her, through the bond they shared and knew he was forcing too much of his c.o.c.k inside her. He started to pull back when he felt the burning of her lungs but she growled and closed her teeth around him in threat, urging him back into the rhythm.

"She doesn't have to breathe much, Eli," Declan said gutturally, aware of the mental tug of war. "Let her have it."

Eli felt his control break and he dug his c.o.c.k in, burying it down her throat and rocking in hard, tiny feverish movements until his come blasted from him to pulse down her throat. He held tight, letting her swallow every last drop before he pulled away.

She fell back, her lips red and swollen, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Eli grabbed her and lifted her, bracing her back against the wall and drove his still hard shaft deep inside her body. She was wet and tight, her body resisting the abrupt invasion. "Take it," he rasped. "Please...take it." He felt the echo of the burning sensation in her belly and thrust again, driving his fat c.o.c.k into her a little deeper each time. "You took it already in your mouth, in your sweet little a.s.s. Take it here again."

Her resistant tissues slowly relaxed to cling and caress his length. She stared up at him with gla.s.sy eyes as he drove in a little deeper. She could feel him deep inside, parting her, stretching her, bruising her. With a subtle flexing of her inner muscles, she clenched around him as he started to pull out and push back into her slowly.

He stilled and whispered, "Don't."

She did it again and smiled a smug cat's smile as he bellowed and pulled out, ramming back into her repeatedly. Hot streaks of pleasurable pain coursed through her, tightening her muscles and her belly until she was twisting on the c.o.c.k that impaled her and begging for release.

His fangs nicked her nipple as he swooped low to take her stiff peak in his mouth, suckling and nipping as he drove his c.o.c.k inside her wet depths. Sweet, sweet Tori, he crooned inside her mind. Come for me, let me feel it.

Let him watch it.

Her eyes went blank and she screamed when he drove in at the same time he smacked her a.s.s with the flat of his hand. She went in spasms around him and cried out as he flooded her body with cool, soothing jets of seed.

Moments later she felt him pull out and she tried to drop to the ground, utterly weary.

But Declan's hands gripped her waist as he forced her face down over a chair, exposing her wet folds, dripping with sperm and cream, and the tightly puckered hole of her a.n.u.s. "My turn," he growled, smearing the natural wetness around her hole, his c.o.c.k already gleaming from the lubricant he had brought with him.

Tori struggled to rise, but another set of hands held her down as Eli rounded the table and dropped to his knees beside her. Covering her mouth, he took her into a drugging deep kiss, sliding one hand down to flick her c.l.i.t as Declan started to press against her hole.

"Not yet," she whispered, thrashing against their restraining hands, even while she relaxed her muscles, letting Declan ease his finger inside her. He hissed as she closed over him, tight and hot.

Eli slid inside her mind, wrapping her in a web of seduction, stroking away until she relaxed and forgot her weariness, while he made love to her mind. He ended it with a kiss as she screamed in climax and then Declan buried his pulsating, ruddy c.o.c.k in her tight a.s.s.

"A vampire is a psychic creature," Eli purred inside her mind, using gentle bonds to hold her body still, bonds she could easily break if she chose. She whimpered under the touch of his mind on hers while Declan shuttled his length in and out of her a.s.s. "I can f.u.c.k you with just my mind touching yours. Feel him, Tori. Feel how hot and hungry he is for you, how much he loves you. Adores you."

His mouth took hers again and he added, "I adore you.

So sweet, so hot, so female and soft."

Tori felt a strangled gasp in her throat as Declan raked her shoulder with his teeth, urging her to straighten from the table. Doing so left her body unsupported and forced him even deeper inside. He whispered in her ear, "Tell Eli to f.u.c.k you with his body, not just his mind."

Her head whipped back and forth before he caught her hair in his hand, holding her still. "Do it. Or I'll stop. I can let him feed from me. And he knows how to f.u.c.k a man with his mind just as well as a woman. I'll come all over you and let you die a little inside from the hunger." He felt her hesitation as she eyed Eli, who was waiting and watching with hungry eyes.

"You want it, Tori." She felt him murmuring against her hair as his hands came around and cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, pinching and rolling her nipples. "He's bound to us, to you. You feel it, how badly he wants you? His needs eat at me- and you. Tell him."

"Your body," she whispered on a sigh, reaching for him, feeling Declan's approval. "Not just your mind."

h.e.l.l yes, she felt it. It was what woke her from a sound nap a few evenings ago. He had risen from his slumber and scented her, wanted her, and Tori had awoken hungry and needy...for Eli. All because he had awoken thinking of her, and Tori realized she was the completion of the circle.

Eli grasped her legs and lifted her hips just a little higher before he steadied his c.o.c.k and let her weight fall, taking both of them deep inside with one tight caress. At the same time, he slid inside her mind, battering down the defenses she had tried to throw up, knocking them down until he held her mind with his, controlling her body, her dripping v.a.g.i.n.a, her quivering a.s.s, controlling her o.r.g.a.s.m, holding it just out of reach.

He waited until he felt Declan start to pull out and then he thrust in, her body wet from his previous climax, taking his c.o.c.k more easily this time. He felt the movement through the tissues as Declan shuttled back inside her. Falling into an opposing rhythm, they rode her hard, Eli catching one pebbled nipple in his mouth while Declan pinched and tweaked the other. Eli felt her arch and cry out, twisting in frustration before she snarled, "d.a.m.n you, let me come."

He wrapped his web of seduction just a little tighter, until she couldn't speak. He also took her mouth, driving his tongue half way down her throat, tasting peaches and s.e.x, the taste and scent that had driven Declan half insane, tasting his own recent climax as he ate from her mouth.

Declan grunted and growled against her neck, his hips pounding against her a.s.s as he took her in short brutal digs. He could feel the quaking in her body that she couldn't control and he relished it. Declan reveled in controlling her body while Eli controlled her mind, knowing that she was willing to do anything they asked, if they would just keep f.u.c.king her. The walls of her a.n.a.l sheath quivered and caressed his c.o.c.k like a silken fist and he had to throttle down the need to come. Eli slid inside his mind, just a little, to help hold off the climax that would trigger all three. "A good f.u.c.k, she is, eh, mate?" Declan growled as he reached around and pinched one nipple roughly.

"d.a.m.nation, yes," Eli purred, rolling against her in a slow penetrating rhythm at odds with Declan's furious pounding digs in her a.s.s. Tori gasped for air and pleaded silently for release, d.a.m.ning Eli for the bonds he had placed, and herself for not simply snapping them. She flushed and heated as they spoke around her like she was a rag doll, her breath hitching as they compared what it felt like to pierce her body.

"Sweet, hot little piece of a.s.s," Declan crooned against her neck. "Like digging my c.o.c.k into electrified silk."

He slowed his strokes to slow and gentle, shallow and easy, feeling Eli do the same.

"Tight wet sheath," Eli added, as he drove his length into said sheath. "Soft, wet and sweet. Your cream is addictive."

Her head fell back against Declan's shoulder, lifting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s while she blasted them both with heated curses through their shared bond. Her arched back lifted her b.r.e.a.s.t.s prominently and Eli cupped one, flicking his thumb over her nipple repeatedly while he said in a conversational tone, "Such pretty t.i.ts, as well, round and white and firm. If only I could take what I needed from them forever, I could die happy."

Tori was going to die, or she was going to kill them. Eli still held control of her mind and both men limited her control of her own body. Declan laughed roughly when he slipped one finger inside her mouth, only to have her bite down and lick at the bleeding marks she left.

"Let her go," Declan said gruffly, feeling the enormous pressure of his own release building behind the wall of Eli's mental webs.

Eli released her and started to pound into her v.a.g.i.n.a roughly, hungrily, while Declan reamed her a.s.s with his c.o.c.k. They sought purchase on her body and Tori cried out when they ended up linking their arms for leverage and driving into her body with brutal, uncontrolled force. She cried out in delicious pain and felt her body break open, cream saturating her as wave after wave of pleasure swamped her, as climax after climax took her helpless body, still held under their faultless control.

Declan came in a hot pulsing jet in her backside just as Eli pumped the last of his seed inside Tori's receptive p.u.s.s.y while another climax, longer and slower, wracked her body from head to toe.

Moments later they slid her to the floor and they all three collapsed, the men sliding from her body with soft, wet, sucking sounds. Eli rolled over just as Declan did until they cupped her body between them.

Weakly, Tori whispered, "A very pleasant way to keep a promise."

Eli took her mouth gently, kissing her softly and deeply before pulling away to buss her cheek.

Over her body, he agreeably said, "Indeed. And as long as we can have this from time to time, I think I can easily die a happy man."

Tori laughed weakly and cuddled against Declan, feeling the solid warm strength of him surround her as she said, "We need to find your match Eli, and soon. Otherwise, I may start to crave this always."

Tori stood in the full summer sunshine the next afternoon, basking in it while Eli slept a deep silent sleep. He was aware of her though, and he caressed her mind gently and whispered "Good-bye for now, Tori McAdams."

Declan led her to the car, eyeing her cautiously. "Are you certain we shouldn't wait any longer? We have hours of sunlight left." Her face lifted to the sun, drinking it in, delighting in the gentle caress of air over her body. "I've nothing to fear from the light, Declan. Not now."