Winning Virgin Love Part 14

"Sweet slippery honey..." He was definitely going to finger f.u.c.k her now and she expected it the second he called out to her.

His palm cupped under her center as Richart approached the bed. Tabitha tried to blink or wink or something foolish enough to let him know she was glad to see him. Her eyes fell to his c.o.c.k and her p.u.s.s.y began to press down on Darian's hand. Spotting Richart's size made her walls pulse with newfound desire.

Her legs fell to the side and both men watched as his fingers slid in and out and in once again. As a reward, she kissed the tip of Darian's c.o.c.k and then licked the tip of Richart's too.

"Let me have a taste." He dropped between her legs and Darian continued to slide his fingers in systematically as Richart's mouth covered the opening and licked around her slit.

Tabitha rolled back on her elbows. "Mmm...guys, don't stop." Her hips rose higher and higher. She reached behind her back and pulled Almonzo's hand over her shoulder. His mouth went to her ear. "All right lover, I know you want to tell us all what to do here but I've done this a few times." His mouth went to her neck and his fingers went straight for her nipples. He rolled them into perky points of ready pleasure and three men would find plenty in them.

Richart moved to the bed and Tabitha's hands settled behind her a.s.s as she continued to watch Darian. She crossed her legs in front of her sitting Indian-style. Bracing herself against her palms, she rose and fell with his manual attention. Her head rolled to the left and then the right as Almonzo's kisses cascaded over her neck and shoulders.

Darian's hand began to move faster and faster as his fingers twirled inside her walls. Her hips rose and fell and right when she was ready to ask him to taste her, Almonzo grabbed her waist and pulled her up on all fours. "No! Not yet!" She whined. "I was about there!"

Almonzo grinned. "And I'll take you 'about' there again."

His palms began to ma.s.sage her skin and he pushed her toward the edge of the bed. "Now, I want to f.u.c.k this pretty little a.s.s of yours while I watch the three of you think of something creative." He growled into her lower back as he began to kiss his way up her spine. By the time his hot mouth covered her ear, he was truly famished because she heard it in his voice.

"Tell me where you want me."

"I want you everywhere." She hummed.

His mouth was moist as he bit playfully at her earlobe and he whispered all sorts of sweet nothings, carnal encouragements. "Tell them what you want to see, Tabitha. Anything you desire, they'll do it." He promised.

Darian was still on his knees ma.s.saging Tabitha's thighs and Richart stood as if he expected an unusual request and he didn't wait to hear it. Before her lips formed the words, Richart yanked Darian up with force and claimed him with a bruising kiss.

"Oh my G.o.d." Her mouth hung open as Almonzo's tongue sc.r.a.ped by her ear.

"What did I tell you?" His spicy breath was laced with peppermint and his pupils trimmed in l.u.s.t. "Like that, don't you?"

She liked it enough to partic.i.p.ate.

The men faced one another as if they felt she warranted a show. Her hands divided them and she struggled to pull at one c.o.c.k and then the other. Each time she tugged at Darian, he growled with his unstoppable pleasure. She kissed his thigh and stroked Richart's c.o.c.k before Almonzo grabbed her hips and pulled her back again.

Richart kissed Darian with as much pa.s.sion as he sipped at any woman-particularly her. He tore his lips away from Darian and asked her simply. "Name it and it's yours."

Darian's expression made her believe he was willing to play them all like a sport. He'd also spent enough time with her to know what turned her on and this definitely whet her appet.i.te.

Tabitha c.o.c.ked her head. If Darian was game, then he was a player who went onto the field with all the right equipment.

He read her mind or her expression because he brought his solid c.o.c.k to her mouth and greedily pushed it right into her parted lips. She sucked him in as she watched him give Richart a knowing look. With a saucy pop she released him. "I want to see you ...you know..."

Almonzo slapped her a.s.s with a hard smack. "Behave, Tabitha." His finger ran down the seam of her a.s.s and she licked the prec.u.m from Darian's tip once more.

She batted her eyes playfully. "Turns you on, doesn't it. You know what I'm going to ask and you can't wait to see what he'll say."

Richart bent down and tugged her forward. He slanted his lips over hers and then kissed her into the h.e.l.l she was raising.

As if she'd already voiced her request, he wrapped Darian's neck in a strong grip and brought him crashing against his lips again. This time, he fisted Darian's c.o.c.k and began pumping it slowly. He held him in a snug grip and every yank inspired a new gleam of pre-c.u.m as well as a vocal grunt.

"Oh, G.o.d!" Tabitha's mouth fell open and Almonzo chuckled as he moved his mouth over her back in a chilling oral ma.s.sage. His kisses stroked the innocence right out of her then and she was ready to guide them with her requests.

"Hold his c.o.c.k in your hand."

Darian's smirk turned evil. "Baby, you think this is the first time I've had another man offer to play with my b.a.l.l.s?"

Richart bit down on his lower lip. "Prison was too kind to a pretty boy like Darian, back in the day."

Almonzo whispered at her ear. "Darian served a year in a mortal state prison for punishment the elders didn't want him to avoid. He probably loves c.o.c.k as much as I love this tight little s.n.a.t.c.h. His fingers plunged into her p.u.s.s.y then. Her center collapsed around him as he completely circled her walls with the intrusion. She clenched around his fingers. "Oh, Almonzo! Don't stop, right now, I can't stand it if you stop!"

Richart kissed Darian again and moved his c.o.c.k to her lips. With the finger f.u.c.k Almonzo orchestrated and Richart's ma.s.sive d.i.c.k filling her cheeks, she couldn't imagine anything better..

Darian dropped to the bed breaking the kiss Richart claimed on his lips. He cupped her neck and pulled her in for an easy reminder of where he enjoyed his tongue best. The way he thrust it in and out and in and out, there was no question about it, he planned on giving a few favors during their time together. "Now, watch and learn, beautiful." He glanced over his shoulder at Almonzo who seemed just as anxious to enjoy the show.

Darian splayed his legs open and grabbed Richart's hips forcing him to balance between his legs. He moved him parallel to his mouth but before he latched on, he placed Tabitha's fingers around his stiff erection and covered her hand with his. Almonzo caught her around the middle and moved her tighter against his body.

"Ah yeah, this is worth every drip you're giving her here." Almonzo moved three fingers beyond her folds and with a slow and easy pace, he began to stir more of his woman's desires. Tabitha's hips bucked against his c.o.c.k and wildly implied she was a worthy ride. "Please, Almonzo, you're going to have to f.u.c.k me while I watch this."

Darian kissed her once and then dropped his head closer to Richart's c.o.c.k. "Yeah, Almonzo. I'll trade spots if you aren't man enough for the job." He snickered and then he pulled Richart all the way into his mouth. His jaws swelled the more he moaned against Richart's stiff shaft.

"Oh jeez, man." Richart rolled his eyes up as his hips began to grind forward.

Tabitha's eyes remained wide as she watched the men next to her. Darian greedily sucked in Richart's c.o.c.k while he kept one hand striking at his own while guiding her to provoke the right rhythm.

His other arm braced against Richart's lower back drawing him only closer. His fingers stayed laced between hers as his head bobbed with Richart's movements.

"G.o.d, I can't believe how good he is at this." Richart's head rolled over to the side as he began to f.u.c.k the mouth of one of the world's most powerful men.

When he began a ruthless grind, Darian dropped his hand from his own erection and slapped his palms against Richart's a.s.s. He swallowed whole as he clawed and clutched Richart's b.u.t.t cheeks and d.a.m.n near made him scream.

Tabitha felt her breath hitch in her chest. "Holy h.e.l.l. That is the s.e.xiest thing I've ever witnessed in my life."

Almonzo brought down a slap against her bottom. "Sweet mercy, woman. Shame on you for provoking them." She barely felt the sting because she refused to vacate the erotic act unfolding before her.

She called out to her mate as her body pressed into his hand again. "Almonzo, please f.u.c.k me." It was a quiet call as her mouth watered and she longed to share something with someone involved in all of the sensual pleasures in front of her.

Darian read her mind and with a pop, released Richart. "Here baby. Suck his c.o.c.k for me."

"Oh s.h.i.t! You did not just stop right then." Richart's face was flushed and beads of sweat formed over his brow. He looked down at the shape of his erection and then glared back at Darian. "If I give head, I finish what I start."

She smiled. "Me too. Come here. Now."

Richart gripped his c.o.c.k as he moved it to her mouth and Almonzo paddled her backside much harder than before. Darian slid under her body and his long, delicious tongue reached her center with a newfound interest. His kisses warmed her belly but when his tongue slid past her folds, she rode out an oral pleasure like most women f.u.c.k a ready d.i.c.k.

"So good. Darian, don't you quit on me!" Tabitha opened up to accommodate the mouth her body quickly consumed with a welcome stance.

Almonzo's hands pushed against her b.u.t.t and then gently pulled her up. The act itself only tormented her more as Darian's tongue slid in and out of her folds ready to achieve all goals.

"Not a chance." His fingers traced the outline of her slit and his tongue lapped with the true purpose to please. Sharp teeth nibbled on the little b.u.t.ton and guaranteed to set her off. She writhed under each swipe.

Her body held his tongue captive as he slipped deeper inside. The way he moaned against her instantly sent her body into spasms as he pulsated against her walls.

"Oh Darian, Suck...please lick. Harder, deeper." Her knees were going to fold and if she fell now, she would definitely be on top of his face. Her feet pressed into the soft covering of the bed and she rode out the forced tempo of a new erotic beat. There was nothing better than an insatiable man hungry to finish her with a lick here or a swipe there, except maybe the one behind her.

Almonzo was there and he was ready to f.u.c.k her, running the strength of his c.o.c.k down her a.s.s one minute and a palm ready to strike a slap, the next. She devoured Richart with a slurping sound, sucked him harder and harder until she felt him sliding halfway down her throat.

"I'm going to come sweetie." She clenched his hips in her hands and dug her fingernails into his thighs holding him tightly in place as he shot spurts of his hot fluid down her throat.

"That's it Tabitha. Suck my c.o.c.k, darling. Oh G.o.d...it feels so good. Too good....take it all...ah yeah, baby."

She felt his a.s.s tighten under her touch as he screamed out his release.

"That's it. Much better. Swallow. Take it all now. You've got me. You've always got me." She continued to suck until he stumbled away from her and then slid across the bed where his head fell into the lap of one very willing recipient.

Darian seemed to freeze under her the minute Richart started sucking his c.o.c.k. Tabitha smiled over her shoulder as she stretched her neck and watched Richart curl around Darian's body. She never realized sucking c.o.c.k looked so downright s.e.xy.

With Darian's tongue still probing Tabitha's center, Almonzo moved in front of her and fisted his d.i.c.k. "Let me f.u.c.k that pretty little mouth, sweetheart." He kissed her lips lightly before he moved inside with three fast strokes.

She mumbled against him as she tried to move him to the side. She wanted to watch Richart finish Darian. As hard as he'd been, and she'd watched as he'd grown thicker by the inch, he was going to detonate in Richart's mouth if he allowed it and oh how she hoped he let him. Almonzo seemed to give them a signal then with just a little shake from his head.

Darian moved to her a.s.s and Richart was right behind him only he laughed loudly when Almonzo warned him. "I can't have this image of my cousin. It's not happening here. This is Tabitha's show." He touched her cheek as if to apologize to her too.

"Almonzo, please let them f.u.c.k. I want to watch and ..."

His lips claimed hers and then he pushed her gently to the bed. He placed her on her side and slid in front of her to shower her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with kisses of his affection. Richart moved in behind her with a hard c.o.c.k just waiting for entry and Darian was at her head brushing her hair from her brow.

"Please?" She was still interested in the Richart and Darian finish.

"Please what?" Darian taunted.

"Let me watch."

Richart leaned over her side and brought Darian in for another mind-blowing kiss. She watched their tongues sc.r.a.pe at the tips as two of the world's s.e.xiest men fought for control and the most sensual lead. Darian wrapped his c.o.c.k tighter and began to move it up and down, faster and faster. Her mouth moved under him. "Darian please...come..." She tried to reach him with her lips as the urgency slammed into her chest. She wanted to taste the excitement of a well provoked man.

"Come for me, Darian." Richart whispered into his lips and Darian's hand stopped jerking and quickly wrapped Tabitha's palm around him. "There, sweet honey. Finish me."

Her lips slipped over Darian's c.o.c.k. Richart moved his swollen d.i.c.k over the seam of her b.u.t.t and that's when she decided he was most definitely an a.s.s-man. Almonzo still fingered her p.u.s.s.y until she was lapping at his nipples and begging to be f.u.c.ked.

"Tell him baby. Tell him what you want." Darian called out to her.

"I just want someone to kiss me, someone to f.u.c.k me, and someone to love me-now!"

And she found all of the above from the man she most loved-thank heavens Almonzo knew just how to love her with his tongue, c.o.c.k and heart.

Chapter 16

Once they were dressed, Samuel Spenser joined them along with Tate and Orlando. No one mentioned the trilogy ceremony but the reason it was dubbed a trilogy was because of the three segments involved. The first, was the independent bonding of the life mates. The second served as the ridiculous ceremony which was nothing more than group s.e.x and the third was the acceptance of her by the other family members which was basically a few insignificant verbal exchanges right before the final s.e.x act. Something they'd already completed, more or less.

"Tabitha, I want you to know that our family will always be your family." Samuel kissed her on the cheek.

Orlando followed suit. "Yes, we will always protect you."

"And keep you safe." Tate stepped forward with a gift. A small box was placed in her hand and when she opened it up, she gasped. "It's beautiful."

"It is yours." Almonzo whispered.

A pearl choker like nothing she'd ever seen before was placed around her neck. She went to the mirror to look at it. A peculiar shade of pink seemed to stand out more than the white pearls. They were lined against a st.u.r.dier silver collar.

Samuel began talking to her then. "It's for you to wear out whenever you leave the property. Others like us will recognize you as a woman who has a mate and a secondary so it will keep you safer than even..."

"Natasha?" She questioned.

"Yes." Orlando said without any level of uncertainty.

"You won't let her have a secondary feeder. Why?"

Almonzo smacked him on the back. "He refuses."

"Shut up, Almonzo. If you were given choices, you would've refused."

"I don't know. It's pretty kinky." He watched Tabitha with a new l.u.s.t in his eyes, one she hadn't failed to notice since the experience.

Samuel seemed ready to move them on to a more appropriate topic. "Young lady, this situation with the Sabbats won't just go away and we know we still have a lot to overcome even though I'm under the impression the ceremonies have been successful. We have plenty of time to discuss it but right now, I want you to rest. You look like h.e.l.l visited your doorstep and I'm worried about you." He turned back to Tate. "I sense she may need some testing."

"Testing? Oh, certainly," Tate agreed. "Yes, I'm sure you are correct. It just hit me. Yes, I think so. She is certainly pale and..." He stopped abruptly when Samuel's hand went up.

Almonzo and Orlando shared a dumbfounded look. Marion joined the others in the room right as Samuel made the observance. She locked gazes with her husband. He nodded slightly and the corners of Marion's lips tilted up in a smile.

"Tate, please handle this at once," Samuel said. "Boys, plan on spending tomorrow evening with me. We'll work out a plan and stick to it until we are all safe once more."

The family and Tate left, pulling the door closed behind them. Almonzo and Tabitha collided with one another by stares alone. A brewing pa.s.sion was left to linger there. Almonzo paced the floor as Tabitha prepared for bed.

"I don't really feel well, Almonzo." She didn't know why she felt the urge to complain now after all her body endured earlier. When Tate reappeared at the door, she didn't have to wait to a.n.a.lyze it. She immediately noticed he seemed overly confident in his step and his chosen words. He walked into their suite like he'd been invited. He turned to Almonzo. "You're father wants me to take her blood and type it as well as test her for deficiencies."

Almonzo nodded and began to pull the shades on the suite's windows. "Go ahead."

"I've been instructed by your father to ask you to join him while these tests are conducted."

"I'm not leaving her." He glanced over at Tabitha.