10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Zan

Rissa was very mistaken if she thought they’d simply fuck her. Sex between mates was always explosive. In fact, it was common for shifters to have almost no sex life until they found their mates because other people didn’t turn them on.

Sex with Anatoly was always good, but adding Rissa to the mix made it fantastic. Her pussy tasted like heaven, and her body was perfect. He knew he’d never get enough of her.

“I’m going to fuck you,” he warned her, pulling up her hips and urging her up on her knees.

She mumbled something, but with her face buried in Anatoly’s crotch, he couldn’t understand her words. He looked up at Anatoly and the vampire reached out to open a nearby vanity drawer.

“Condom,” the vampire explained as he pulled out a foil-wrapped package.

“But we can’t get, uh, I mean, we don’t have any STIs,” Zan objected even as he accepted the condom. Supernatural creatures couldn’t carry human disease, and he didn’t want anything between his cock and Rissa’s sweet pussy.

Anatoly gave him a severe look, and Zan ducked his head, feeling bad for objecting. If Rissa wanted him to glove up, then he shouldn’t argue. Anatoly sent him a clear picture of a baby, and Zan realized STIs probably weren’t the only issues on Rissa’s mind. Thank the goddess of the hunt for Anatoly or Zan would’ve acted like an idiot. Or more of an idiot anyway.

“No problem!” Zan said quickly, opening the packet and pulling out the condom. He rolled it onto his dick as Rissa got her arms under her and lifted her head up.

“I could suck you off instead,” she offered.

“No, baby girl,” Zan said, feeling like an asshole. “I don’t mind wearing this, and I’m desperate to bury myself inside you. Besides, Anatoly should get to feel how good your mouth is.”

Anatoly cupped her jaw, pulling her attention to him. “Can I fuck your mouth?” he asked.

Rissa’s answer was to pull away from the vampire’s grip and dip her head down. Zan massaged the globes of her ass while he watched her swallow down Anatoly’s dick. The other man hissed and gently pulled away from her. “Easy!”

“Sorry!” she said. Zan couldn’t see her face, but he could hear how upset she was.

“No reason to be sorry,” he said, hunching over so he could kiss her lips. “I only want this to last longer. If you keep going like that, I’ll come much too quickly. I usually have better self-control, but you’re so sexy it’s hard to hold back.”

Zan felt her quiver at Anatoly’s words. Their human definitely hadn’t been told how beautiful and desirable she was enough in her life.

Leaning over her body, he slid his dick against her pussy lips and reached under to cup one of her breasts. “Smart, fierce, and gorgeous all in one body,” he said as he massaged her flesh.

“Zan,” she moaned.

“Tell me you agree,” he demanded.

“I’m fierce,” she agreed.

“All of it,” he growled. “Let me hear all of it. Gorgeous and smart too.”

Anatoly fisted her hair and urged her to look up. “Zan’s right. You need to say those things until you believe them. You need to see yourself as you are.”

“But I’m not,” she whispered with a shudder. “I’m fierce and strong, but I’m not smart or gorgeous.”

“Honey,” Zan said, feeling his heart break. “You’re fucking stunning! You’ve got two guys here with raging hard-ons because of how pretty you are.”

“Dicks like pussy; it doesn’t have to be pretty,” she snapped.

“If you really think that, then I don’t want to do this anymore,” Zan said, feeling hurt by her callous words. Letting go of her, he sat back and reached down to pull off his condom. Before he could take it off, she sat up and reached back to touch his thigh.

“You really mean that?” she asked, looking surprised. “You’d really stop having sex with me if I don’t say I'm pretty?”

“And smart,” he added. Leaning forward, he wrapped his arms around her. “You’re more to me than a quick fuck. I want to make you come, but I want to hold you too. I want to take you shopping and eat meals with you and find out all the little things that make you laugh. I want to turn this into something real.”

“We’ve never invited anyone into our bed,” Anatoly said. Zan could feel all kinds of mixed emotions coming off the vampire, including sorrow for a woman who didn’t realize her worth. “Zan and I have been together for six years and never invited a third into our bed or lives until now. You’re special, Rissa. I hope you’ll give us time to convince you of it.”

“I want to,” she whispered, and Zan could hear the truth in her words. “I’ll try, okay? I can’t promise anything, but I’ll try.”

Hope and relief filled Zan. “That’s all we ask.”

“Does that mean we can go back to having sex now?” she asked, making them chuckle.

“Yes,” Zan agreed, and kissed her shoulder. Anatoly leaned forward to claim her mouth. Zan’s erection had been flagging, but blood poured back in, and his dick was rock hard again.

When she leaned into Anatoly’s kiss, Zan released her from the hug and went back to admiring her ass. Grabbing a cheek in each hand, he squeezed, loving how she felt. She moaned, and Anatoly ended the kiss.

“Where were we?” he asked, scooting back and grabbing the base of his cock. “I think you were going to go gentle on me, yes?”

Rissa moved her shoulders down and her ass up. With a moan of pleasure, she sucked the tip of Anatoly’s cock into her mouth. Zan went up on his knees and fitted his tip at her opening. She’d produced so much slick that it was dripping down the inside of her thighs.

She was so perfectly dirty.

“I don’t know if we’ll even need to use lube on her ass,” Zan said as he slowly slid his tip inside of her tight, hot channel.

“Oh?” Anatoly asked, his breath coming in pants as Rissa sucked on him.

“If we get her hot enough, we can use her own juices to lube the toys before sliding them inside of her,” Zan said. It was hard, but he entered her slowly. Her feminine muscles flexed around him, making him gasp and tighten his grip on her hips.

“Wait until you fuck her pussy,” Zan said. “She’s gripping me like a fist.”

“I’m not sure I’ll ever give up her mouth,” Anatoly growled. He was gripping her hair again, but it wasn’t to push her further on his dick, it was to limit how much she pulled into her mouth. “Don’t choke yourself, love.”

She pulled off long enough to speak. “I do what I want.” Then she put her mouth back on Anatoly’s dick and swallowed him down. The vampire hissed with pleasure, and his head dropped back.

While this was going on, Zan pressed himself in until he bottomed out. He stayed there, savoring her heat surrounding him, before pulling out and pushing back in. Without letting go of Anatoly, Rissa made an impatient sound and tried to slam her hips back against him.

“This is my hole to fill at the speed I want to,” Zan admonished her even as he increased the pace. God, she felt good, and it wasn’t long until he was sweating and panting. Tension built in his body, but he didn’t want to release until she did.

Without breaking the rhythm, he leaned over so he could reach around her thighs and sunk his fingers into her curls. He could feel her flesh pulled tight around his cock, and he found the little bundle of nerves he’d enjoyed sucking on earlier. She’d liked it when he used a lot of pressure with his mouth, so he tried to match that with his fingers.

It took all his concentration to keep pounding into her while also playing with her clit, but soon she was tensing up so he knew she was close.

“Soon,” he warned Anatoly, and the vampire nodded.

“I’m going to come,” Anatoly warned her. “I’m going to fill your mouth, and you're going to let it all slide down your throat and into your belly.”

Rissa whimpered and sucked harder. Zan watched Anatoly orgasm. The vampire was especially beautiful when he came. His eyes glowed red, and his entire body flashed with light as he poured enough power into his aura for even Zan to see it.

“There,” Anatoly cried out, jerking a little as he came. Rissa made an eager sound and swallowed everything he gave her except for a little trickle that escaped the corner of her mouth.

Zan was barely holding on when Rissa cried out, her voice muffled by Anatoly’s cock in her mouth. Her body tightened around Zan’s dick almost to the point of pain. Zan started thrusting faster, chasing his own orgasm as Rissa shuddered under him.

Pleasure nailed him in the spine, making him shout as he let go of Rissa’s clit. He grabbed her hips, his spine bowed back, and he released into the condom. His vision whited out a little around the edges and he gasped, trying to pull air into his lungs.

The three of them went perfectly quiet for a moment, their orgasms stunning all of them into stillness.

Then Rissa collapsed to the floor, rolling onto her back and letting out a long breath.

“That was intense,” she muttered, her eyes falling closed. “Are we all still alive?”

“Barely,” Zan said, stretching out next to her and wishing the bathmat was a lot bigger. Anatoly stayed where he was and petted both their heads. He would probably get up in a moment to wet a washcloth with warm water and wipe them down. It was something the vampire liked to do after sex, a kind of aftercare that made Anatoly happy and made Zan feel loved.

“Next time, we’re doing this in a bed,” Zan grumbled.

Rissa huffed out a laugh and snuggled closer.

***

Rissa

She wasn’t sure of the time, but knew they needed to get downstairs and open the bar. She’d been lying there in a daze as Anatoly carefully bathed her with a warm washcloth. She’d never had a lover do that before. After he’d finished, she decided she liked it and hoped he’d do it again.

Now she was lying on the bathmat with Zan spooning her from behind, and Anatoly sitting above her head gently running his fingers through her hair. She felt relaxed and sleepy but worry about Sanguine and upset customers kept her from falling asleep.

“We need to get up,” Rissa said and tried to sit up. Zan made a grumpy sound and held her tighter.

“No,” he mumbled. “My cuddle bunny.”

Anatoly snickered. “Zan, wake up. Rissa doesn’t want to lay on a bathmat anymore.”

With a yawn, Zan sat up. “Sorry, Rissa,” he mumbled and gathered her in his arms. “Let’s go to bed.”

“We can’t,” she protested even as Zan stood up with her cradled to his chest. The strength these guys possessed was impressive!

He stopped in the doorway to the bathroom, looking devastated. “We can’t go to bed and cuddle?”

“We can’t right now,” she amended. “We need to go downstairs and open Sanguine.”

Zan seemed to finally be waking up. “Oh, that. I guess you’re right.” He looked adorably grumpy about it.

“After you close, we can all snuggle down and sleep together,” Anatoly said, coming up behind Zan and resting his head on the man’s shoulder.

“After work?” Rissa said. “I’m not sure about that.”

Both men regarded her with surprised expressions. “Where else would you go?” Zan asked.

“Um, home? It’s where my stuff is, and I pay rent.” Or at least she planned to pay rent.

“You don’t want to stay here with us?” Zan asked, sounding hurt.

“I guess I can stay tonight, but I should go home tomorrow,” she agreed.

“Stay every night,” Zan argued. “We have plenty of room, and your apartment is a shithole.”

“Both of those things are true,” she agreed, “but I like having my own space.”

If she moved in here and gave up her apartment, she wouldn’t have an easy place to run to when things between the three of them went south. No relationship lasted, and having an escape plan was a necessity for Rissa.

“That’s easy to fix,” Anatoly said with a big smile. Was it just her, or did his canine teeth seem a little longer than before they had sex?

“It is?” she asked, confused by his answer.

“You can have the whole second-floor apartment,” he said. “If you ever need to get away from us, you’ll have an entire place to retreat to. I’ll see about ordering furniture, so you’ll have everything you need. Tomorrow, you and Zan can move all your stuff here. I’m surprised Zan didn’t suggest it earlier.”

“I did, but we didn’t agree on anything,” Zan said, then looked at her. “Come on, Rissa. If you stay where you’re at, we’ll both be up all night worrying about you. That place probably has cockroaches the size of my hand and black mold.”

The offer was tempting. The second-floor apartment was much nicer and bigger than her current place. The question was if she and guys stopped sleeping together, could she handle living downstairs and not getting to touch them?

“How much is rent?” she asked to stall and give her swirling thoughts more time to settle.

Anatoly named a figure that was the same as she was paying now. “That’s not enough,” she argued. “You could rent that apartment out for triple that price.”

“But I won’t,” Anatoly argued. “I wouldn’t let just anyone live there. That space is only for friends and family.”

“I’m friends or family?” she questioned, feeling an unfamiliar warmth build in her chest. It’s only sex, she reminded herself. Sex had filled her with all kinds of feel-good hormones, and she needed to keep a level head despite being high on orgasms.

“You most definitely are,” Anatoly said.

“I think you’re being way too trusting, but yeah, I’ll take the place,” she agreed.

“Excellent!” With a happy expression, Anatoly slapped Zan on the ass, making the bigger man gasp and jump forward with her still in his arms. “Get moving you two. We all have lots to get done!”

Wow, the best sex of her life and a new, nicer place to live. All this good fortune made her a little worried about what might happen next.