10. Alessandro

10

ALESSANDRO

I ’m barely holding on to my sanity, watching my blood drip down Valentina’s beautiful figure. At her back, Pietro ravages her, his hand around her neck squeezing her throat hard as her eyes roll into her head.

It’s hard for us both to move in this position, so I remain still, the pace of Pietro’s motion enough to drive me wild. With every thrust from him, her channel tightens impossibly around me. It’s enough to make me lose my mind, every inch of my body tense and tight and ready to explode a second time. I keep one hand on the headboard, the other teasing her clit as we stretch her.

It’s so right between us, despite that missing mate bond between her and me. I’ve never felt like a third wheel, like I don’t belong. And now? When Pietro locks eyes with me over her shoulder…I know I could never belong anywhere else.

He strikes, latching on to her neck, forcing her to milk me harder as I grab at the cushion beneath me and struggle not to spill too fast.

Blood drips in thick ruby rivulets down her breasts and between her thighs, coating us both. She reaches up, placing her delicate hand on Pietro’s temple. As if they planned it, they both look down, focusing on me.

“I love you,” she whispers. “So much.”

And that’s when I explode, stars colliding behind my eyelids as bliss erupts, seed spilling from me to fill her.

She clenches around me, falling forward as Pietro pounds into her from behind. They follow me moments later, screaming into the quiet of our playroom.

Bliss fades, my second eyelids retracting. My body is loose, relaxed, sated.

Valentina’s lips part, her breathing stuttered as she falls forward on my stomach. Pietro leans over her and grabs my shoulder, rolling us onto our sides with her sandwiched in the middle. I stare at how beautiful they are as he buries his face in her neck, peppering her with tender kisses.

Her beautiful eyes flutter open, and she smiles at me. “I missed you so much, Alé.”

I tuck her hair up over her shoulder, giving Pietro better access. His lips trace a bloody path along her skin, sending my cock twitching between us. Watching his tongue lap at trickles of red has my lust building again already.

“Yes, give that to me again.” She glances over her shoulder. “Both of you.”

And we do. Over and over until she’s exhausted from our exceedingly thorough attention.

Morning dawns too quickly. I’ve never been more thankful to have employees who can open Higher Grounds. Every inch of my body aches from last night’s vigorous activities.

Eventually, it’s time to extricate myself and get ready for my shift downstairs. When I pull away from Valentina, she reaches for me in her sleep, her hand chasing the spot where I lay.

I hit the bathroom for a quick shower. As the water warms, I stare in the mirror. My hair is thoroughly disheveled, my lips swollen and skin spattered with dry blood.

“It was a perfect evening, was it not?” Valentina’s throaty voice drifts into the bathroom.

When I turn, she’s in the doorway, eyes eating me up.

“Not sated yet?” I question, reaching for her throat.

She grins as I wrap my fingers around her neck and pull her into my arms. When I slant my mouth over hers, she moans into the kiss. Sharp claws come to my chest and scratch hard enough to draw blood.

Groaning at the mix of pleasure and pain, I back us into the shower, spilling water over our bodies. The kiss grows frenzied, but she breaks it with a snarl, dropping to both knees at my feet. My gaze locks onto her red lips as they part, the tip of my cock disappearing into the heat of her soft mouth.

A desperate whine leaves my lips just as Pietro appears in the doorway with a grin. “Watching you together is the ultimate pleasure,” he says with a delighted smile. “You’re beautiful, both of you.”

“Her mouth, mate,” I whine. “Fuuuuck…”

Valentina presses forward, groaning around my throbbing length, the vibration tightening my balls. Looking down, I watch hungrily as she pops on and off my cock, sharp fangs teasing my skin when she drags them lightly down my length.

My cheeks heat as Pietro joins us, standing above her as he gets hard. Stroking his cock lightly, he watches her suck me off.

“You could join her,” I tease, pointing at my dick.

His grin grows broader. “You liked that, eh? Having me at your feet?”

Valentina smiles, my cockhead brushing along her lower lip. “You know I love it when you touch each other.”

I give Pietro a teasing look. “Perhaps you’d like to be standing, and she and I can suck your thick cock while you boss us around.”

“Yes,” he grits out, jaw tightening as he fists Valentina’s hair and guides her mouth to his bobbing dick. He grunts when she closes her lips around it, hollowing her cheeks as she reaches for his sack and cups it, rubbing him.

I drop to my knees, splaying them wide and pulling her into my lap so I can support some of her weight. The shower floor isn’t the most comfortable position. But I want to turn her on and make him feel good, so I hold her steady as I lean forward and suckle my way down the side of his cock.

“Fuck, Alé,” Pietro grunts. “Take me into your mouth.”

Valentina moves to his sack, sucking and nipping as I meet his gaze and open my mouth, taking him a slow inch at a time. His second eyelid flashes over his crimson gaze, big chest heaving until my nose touches his stomach. His dick throbs and flexes in my mouth. Swirling my tongue around him, I suck hard, then swirl again.

“We should do this more often,” he commands, his voice ragged.

“I’d love to,” I admit.

And I think I know why that is. It’s time for all of us to be together, and that means a strengthening of the bond he and I share, too. Along with that will come a more physical draw than we’ve wished for in the past.

“Maybe you’d like to fuck me one day,” I tease. I swirl my tongue around his cockhead as Valentina joins me, her tongue tangling with mine as we fight over who gets to suck his cock.

Playfully, I bite the tip as she dips underneath him and sinks her fangs into my throat. Her venom tightens my muscles as I lock eyes with Pietro. And I know what I see in his intense gaze a moment before he explodes.

He’s not going to be able to give her up this time.

And neither will I.