19. Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Rissa

She couldn’t stop staring at the guys. They looked the same, but their auras were pulsing and shifting around them. Every time she tried to touch the auras; the light shifted around her hand.

“They’re so pretty,” she murmured, running a finger in the air between her and Zan.

“Thanks,” Zan said with a chuckle.

She slid her gaze to Anatoly. “Is this what you see all the time?”

“Yes,” he answered. “You’ll get used to it and soon learn what the different colors and patterns mean. Do you see the orange in Zan’s aura? That’s a common color for shifters, almost all of them have it. If the band of orange is thin, then they’re a shifter without a mate. That’s why Zan’s is extra wide, because he’s got two mates instead of one.”

“What about the yellow?” she asked.

“That’s friendliness,” Anatoly said. “I tend to see it with anyone who’s open, happy, and enthusiastic.”

“That’s interesting,” Zan said, looking between them. “I didn’t know any of that. What colors are Anatoly’s aura?”

“Shiny black near his skin, silver further away, and dark blue on the outside,” she answered.

“Most vampires are black,” he said. “The silver indicates I have a flock. The blue means I’m healthy and happy. If that blue was lighter, then I probably need blood or I’m feeling threatened. If you ever see black all the way through, don’t be scared. That’s what happens when we fight. It’s our inner magic pulsing out into our outer aura.”

“Wow, that’s so much more complex than I thought,” Zan said. “Now I’m a little jealous that I can’t see them.”

“Don’t be,” Anatoly said. “You feel auras when I can’t.”

Zan looked surprised. “I do?”

“You don’t consciously do it, but your ability to sense auras is blended in with your other senses. When you know someone’s sad, hungry, or struggling, it’s partly because you can feel it in their aura.”

“That’s cool!” Zan agreed, and Rissa felt a wave of happiness come to her through their link. She gasped and leaned over, letting the sensation flutter through her.

“Rissa, are you okay?” Zan asked, putting a hand on her back. When he touched her, she could feel his concern. The happiness was like butterflies under her skin. His concern was a gentle push, urging her to talk. No, the concern was coming from both of them.

It didn’t feel intrusive, but it was going to take time to get used to.

“You’re worried about me,” she said.

“Of course,” Zan said, and confusion swirled against her skin.

“I think she meant that she’s feeling your concern,” Anatoly said, taking her hand and gripping it in both of his. “In a few days, everything will calm down, but right now, it’s easy to get overwhelmed.”

“I like it,” she assured them. “But it’s a lot to have coming in all at once. I can feel love, joy, concern, and calculation.”

“Calculation?” Zan asked.

“From Anatoly,” she explained, then looked up to meet his eyes. “He’s doing all kinds of planning in his head about how to best keep us safe and happy. He’s even thinking about what building to donate to Equal Under the Law and who to hire to find out more about the foster dad that abused me.”

Anatoly gave her a startled look, then she felt something shift. It was as if he dropped a wall between them. She could tell he was there, but she wasn’t getting any more cohesive thoughts from him.

Tension left her shoulders and the headache that had been forming disappeared. “That’s better, thanks.”

“I didn’t think our link would be so clear this quickly,” Anatoly admitted. “It won’t be long before we’ll be able to talk through the link as easily as we’re speaking right now.”

“Wait, why can’t I do that?” Zan asked.

Anatoly shrugged. “I don’t know. Every soul bond is different.”

Curious to see what would happen, Rissa reached up and cupped Zan’s cheek. She didn’t feel the touch on her own cheek, but she could feel his pleasure at her touch.

“Kiss me, please,” she requested. Zan leaned forward and put his mouth to hers. It was the same Zan and her, but the kiss was different. She could feel his arousal from the kiss, and it made her body heat. The sexual chemistry between the three of them was already strong, but the bond made it even more explosive.

“Me too,” Anatoly murmured before leaning his head down and kissing her neck.

A punch of lust came out of Zan when Anatoly touched her. It was as if they were a three-way circuit that had connected with electricity flowing strongly between them.

Rissa ended the kiss with Zan, then turned her face to Anatoly. “Would you bite me?”

He still had a wall up between them, but even the wall couldn’t stop the strong craving that flowed from him. His pupils dilated, and he sucked in a breath.

“I very much want to bite you, but is it something you want?” he asked. His voice sounded slightly off, and she realized his fangs had dropped

Putting a hand to his mouth, she lifted his upper lip to reveal long white fangs with needle sharp ends. Releasing his lip with a shudder, she tilted her head to bare her neck. It was a clear indication, and Anatoly must’ve felt her confidence through their link.

He leaned down and put his mouth to her neck, but only whispered his fangs across her flesh. The sensation made her moan and try to press into him.

Grabbing her jaw, he held her still and did it again. His teasing made desire rage inside her.

“You’re so mean in the best way,” she whispered when he finally settled on a spot and set the tips of his fangs against her skin. She felt his anticipation and expected a sharp pain, but all she felt was pleasure coursing through her as his fangs sank into her skin.

“Oh!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut. It was almost as pleasurable as when one of the guys sucked on her clit!

She felt Zan move closer, pressing his face against hers. “I love it when he bites me,” Zan whispered in her ear. “The best is when he bites while he fucks you. It’s like his magic is entering you in two spots and filling you with heat.”

The moment Zan suggested it, she wanted it. “That!” she begged, her voice trembling. “Give me that, but I want your cock in me.”

Anatoly gently extracted his fangs from her neck, making her cry out in protest. “No!”

“Easy,” the vampire said, using his hold on her jaw to force her to meet his gaze. “Shhhh, I’ll give you more. But let Zan get you ready and then we’ll give you exactly what you want.”

She was too needy to truly understand what he was saying until Zan moved. Grabbing her by the hips, Zan lifted her up and moved them both to the center of the bed. When he set her down, she was straddling his chest.

While Zan was doing that, she was vaguely aware of Anatoly opening up the toy drawer in the nightstand. They had toy drawers in every room of the apartment now, including the kitchen. Zan and Anatoly liked to play and never wanted to be without toys, lube, or condoms, so Anatoly had made sure everything they might need was on hand everywhere.

He’d even stocked the second-floor apartment even though they hadn’t spent the night there since that first time she drank a little too much and passed out. She couldn’t fault him for his naughty version of Boy Scout preparedness, since it had allowed for some impromptu fun times.

Rissa couldn’t see what he’d gotten from the drawer because she was too busy leaning over to kiss Zan. Climbing back on the bed, Anatoly moved to straddle Zan behind her. She shivered at the thought of being bitten again, but he didn’t go for her neck. No, she felt his hand run down her back and to the crevice of her ass.

“Wha—?” she tried to ask, but Zan captured her face and pressed more kisses on her. Then Anatoly started rubbing the cool lube on her back hole.

Oh! He’d done some anal play before, and she’d worn the smallest butt plug and liked it. Was that his intention here or was he getting her ready to take Zan? Both thoughts made her clit throb, but the second one made her a little scared too. There was a big difference between the butt plug she’d worn and Zan’s massive cock!

Despite her trepidation, she didn’t protest. These men had never hurt her and, with their souls linked, she knew they never would.

When Anatoly slipped one lubed finger in, she pulled away from Zan’s mouth to moan.

“Feels so good, doesn’t it?” Zan whispered, kissing down her jaw and pushing her up a little to get to her neck. He fitted his mouth over where Anatoly had bitten her and sucked.

She jerked and would’ve toppled over, except Zan had a good hold of her. Zan’s mouth felt almost as electric as Anatoly’s original bite!

“Zan,” she moaned.

“I know, baby,” he said. “It’s always going to feel like that. For us, his body releases a shit ton of chemicals that make the bite area sensitive as hell. Wait until he bites you twice in the same spot. You’re going to go off like a rocket.”

She wasn’t sure she could hold on that long. She’d never come without direct pressure on her clit, but between Zan playing with the bite, and Anatoly’s finger sliding in and out of her lubed ass, she was close!

Then the vampire added a second finger, and Zan pressed his teeth down on Anatoly’s bite. Grinding herself down on Zan, she got enough friction on her clit to come.

The orgasm exploded through her, making her muscles clench. Tightening down on Anatoly’s fingers felt so good. She only wished there’d been something in her pussy too!

“That was naughty,” Anatoly murmured, still moving his fingers even as she panted through her climax. “I didn’t give you permission to come. You and Zan are always supposed to wait for permission.”

“Feeling everything,” she gasped. “All of it. It’s so much!”

“I’ll forgive you this once,” Anatoly agreed. “The soul link makes everything so much sharper. But you’re going to have to learn restraint next time. I think it’ll be a great deal of fun to teach you.”

“More like torture you,” Zan quipped, then moaned. She couldn’t see what Anatoly had done but could feel Zan shudder.

Anatoly scissored his fingers a few times, loosening up the tight ring of muscles to help prepare her for the plug. “There we go. I think you're ready for something a little more substantial.”

Zan nibbled on her neck as she felt something cold and hard being pressed against her back hole.

“Don’t tighten,” Anatoly murmured, petting her back as he pushed the tip of the plug harder. It pierced her hole, making her suck in a breath, not because it hurt, but because it felt so good.

Then it got bigger as he pressed the thicker part into her. This had to be one of the medium-sized plugs, and she moaned from the excitement coming off Anatoly.

“You should see how pretty her back hole is taking the plug,” he said to Zan. “It won’t be long until she can take me.”

“And then we’ll train her for me, right?” Zan asked, his voice a little breathless. She could feel his hard cock pulsing where it was trapped between them. “Next time, I want to prepare and plug her. I want to slide my fingers in, then see her take the plug.”

“Next time,” Anatoly agreed. He slowly pressed the plug in until it popped into place, held firm by the flared base. She collapsed on top of Zan, whimpering. Despite the earlier orgasm, her clit was throbbing to be touched again. The plug made her feel full but also empty. She needed a dick!

“Up you go,” Anatoly said as he gently lifted Rissa into a sitting position, then patted the base of the plug, making her gasp and stand up on her knees. “Good girl,” he praised.

She felt immense excitement and gratification coming from Anatoly. He really got off on ordering her and Zan around in the bedroom, and their obedience made Anatoly’s dick hard. It made her feel sexy and desired to feel both men’s hunger.

“I need my pussy filled,” she begged. She heard Anatoly open a package, then looked down to see him with a condom as he unrolled it down Zan’s impressive length, making Zan tense and moan.

“That’s a nice present,” she murmured. “I like how you wrapped it.”

“I think you’ll get a lot of use out of it,” Anatoly said as he grabbed her hips and eased her down onto Zan’s hard cock. Once his tip was poised at her entrance, Anatoly forced her to be still.

“This is all going to happen fast,” Anatoly warned her.

“Huh?” Neediness made it hard for her to understand him. It was as if she was being bombarded with lust not only from her own body but from the men’s as well.

“Anatoly, I need her,” Zan begged, reaching up to grip the headboard instead of reaching for either of them. “Please! I can smell her slick. I felt her orgasm. I’m so hard it hurts!”

“I love it when you beg,” Anatoly murmured, but didn’t let her move. “Next time, I’m going to make you do a lot more of it.”

Wrapping his arms around Rissa, Anatoly put his mouth over his first bite. She felt his fangs lightly rest on the exact same spots, making her shiver with anticipation.

Then she felt him open to her and Zan. No walls, no holding back. Love and lust flooded her. Anatoly forced her body down onto Zan’s dick and pierced her neck at the same time.

She couldn’t remember if she actually screamed or if it was all in her head. Pleasure so strong it bordered on pain engulfed her. Between the plug, cock, and teeth, she was penetrated in three places.

They all went perfectly still for a breathless moment as their orgasms crashed between them. She even heard Anatoly groan into her neck.

Either minutes or days passed as they were all carried away by a tide of pleasure.

When the tidal wave receded, and Rissa was able to pull air back into her lungs, she tapped Anatoly’s head with a clumsy hand. He withdrew his fangs, making her twitch from the sensual sensation. Her twitch made Zan groan and let go of the headboard, his arms flopping bonelessly at his sides.

“I might never be able to walk again,” the shifter said.

Rissa wanted to laugh and say something witty, but all she could do was slump sideways and let Anatoly guide her gently to lay on the bed next to Zan.

The vampire was quick to pull the condom off Zan and clean them both up. Then he tucked them under the sheets before turning off the lights and joining them.

“Enjoy your nap,” he whispered as Rissa drifted into sleep. “I’ll wake you up soon for round two.”

***

Anatoly

Anatoly could feel the sunrise was getting close. He’d exhausted his flock by spending the night either engaging in sex or talking. After the second round of sex, Rissa had become energized. She’d asked endless questions about his past, and he’d told her as much as he could remember. His childhood and young adulthood were so long ago that many of the memories had faded.

He remembered being turned, but the year after that was only a jumble of hunger and violence. He hated telling her about those times, but then the topic turned to meeting Zan and the story was far happier.

Now it was almost dawn, and both his flock were fast asleep. Rissa was curled against him with one arm flung over his chest and a leg over his thighs. Zan was spooning her from behind and had one arm draped over her hip and resting on Anatoly’s belly.

He hated that any moment now he was going to succumb to the day and be unable to move. It was bad enough when he was alone and had no one to protect, then Zan entered his life, and he felt helpless. Not that Zan couldn’t take care of himself, and this wasn’t medieval Europe, where dangers lurked around every tree.

Now he had a human in his flock. Her fragility made him want to lock her in the building during the day. Rissa would never stand for it, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have the impulse.

So far, she’d resisted his efforts to get her armed guards during the day. Even Zan sided with her. His next step was to adopt a wolf pack, like Kimble had done. Then the pack would be eager to look after his flock. It was too bad Lobos Gris was already unofficially claimed by Tobias, or Anatoly would've pulled Mikey aside and made him an offer.

Rissa made an annoyed sound in her sleep. Looking down, he noticed a lock of hair was falling across her face and tickling her nose. Careful not to wake her, he pulled it back. She made a little snuffling noise as she adjusted her head, but never woke completely up.

Bringing his hand down to his chest, he placed it on top of hers while glancing at the nearby window. The curtains were pulled mostly closed, but he could see a sliver of the world outside.

At first, he didn’t believe what his eyes were telling him. It couldn't be true!

“It’s daylight!” he exclaimed, startling both his flock awake.

“What?” Rissa mumbled, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. “What’s wrong?”

Anatoly stumbled out of the bed and flung open the curtains. He could clearly see the sun bathing the world in the familiar early morning golden light.

“It’s daybreak!” he said, pointing to the window.

“Hey, you shouldn’t be near the window!” Rissa protested, then shook her head. “Duh, I forgot they’re treated.”

“Oh shit, this is amazing!” Zan said, wonder flowing from him. “How is this possible?”

“It’s daytime,” Rissa announced with equal awe. She was finally waking up enough to understand the gravity of the situation. “You’re up and walking! How did that happen? Did you buy some fancy magic spell or something?”

“It’s you!” Anatoly said, returning to the bed and kneeling at her side.

“Yeah, sure,” she said with a smirk. “Me and my magic pussy made you more resistant to the sun.”

Zan laughed and grabbed them both in a hug. “You joining his flock did this,” the shifter explained. “You’ve made him stronger!”

“No kidding?” Rissa said, nestling into the hug. “That’s great! I’m glad I’m giving you guys something. Otherwise it’s like I’m getting all the advantages from this soul bond thing.”

Anatoly flooded the link with his happiness and love. “No gift you could ever give me will ever equal having both of you in my flock.”

Together they watched the sun rise over top of the nearby buildings, falling asleep sitting up and holding each other tightly.