Page 52 of A Bond Beyond Blood (The Butcher’s Daughter Trilogy #1)

Vinny’s chest was bare as he pressed against my back, but through his sweatpants, the outline of his hard cock nestled firmly between my cheeks. “Wrap your arms around my neck.”

I did as he suggested, reaching up to circle his neck behind me, spreading my body for Gannon’s view.

“That’s good. Perfect.” Vinny tucked his head into the crook of my neck, licking at my skin as he reached for both breasts and began to massage them.

I had no doubt that both vampires could smell my arousal now. Gannon could surely see the wetness soaking through my cotton thong. My thighs were slick with it.

There was something so intense about Vinny touching me like this while Gannon watched. I dropped my head and looked at my ex-boyfriend, from the sexy mop of dark brown curls to those eyes I’d looked into throughout my entire life. They were crimson now, but still eyes I knew deeper than any others.

And I was the reason for that hunger, that desire, and in that knowledge was a rush of power I’d never before experienced.

“What do you want him to do, Jacqueline?” Vinny sucked my earlobe into his mouth, dragging his teeth over the sensitive flesh, and I whimpered. “Tell him, sweet girl. You’re in charge.”

I shivered at those words and Vinny chuckled, then pinched both nipples until I arched and pressed my breasts into his hands. “Vinny,” I panted.

“Not me, Jacqueline; I’m just here for support. This is the kid working for your forgiveness. Tell him what you need.”

A wave of pleasure trembled through me and Vinny wrapped an arm around me to keep me upright, just beneath my breasts.

He dropped a hand between my legs and my hips rocked forward, seeking pressure.

“Why don’t we let him taste your sweet cunt,” Vinny murmured, and I nearly combusted at the suggestion. “Does that sound good?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Tell him.” Vinny’s words were a deep growl and I shuddered again.

Fuck, he was hot.

This was hot.

I looked down and met Gannon’s gaze. Gannon was hot.

“Please, G,” I begged him. “ Please .”

“Don’t make her beg,” Vinny warned, and Gannon lurched forward, slamming his hands against my hips as he buried his face between my thighs.

At the first lick of his tongue, I shook , so close to the edge it wouldn’t take long to send me catapulting through space and time.

He lifted one of my legs and propped it onto his shoulder, then looked up at me.

His eyes held mine for a moment, searching, then, satisfied with what he saw, he smiled a wicked, dirty grin, his fangs retracted.

I shivered again at the promise in those eyes, that filthy smile.

He began to feast on me with firm, forceful strokes of his tongue and a deep growl that vibrated against my flesh. He jerked his head back and forth like an animal, the motion teasing my swollen clit into a frenzy of need.

Vinny murmured against my flesh as he continued to massage my breasts, rocking into me, his cock driving against my ass and pushing me into Gannon’s face with every forward thrust.

I moaned, turning my head to catch Vinny’s eyes, searching his expression for any signs of distress.

“I’m good,” he murmured. “So fucking good.” He leaned forward, claiming my mouth in the kind of kiss that left a girl senseless and boneless, claiming my mouth with a fervor that matched Gannon’s.

They’d tear me apart, feasting like this, taking as much as they gave—

And I’d come back begging for more.

“Fuck, baby, that’s it,” Vinny said when he pulled back, watching my mouth as I whimpered, riding Gannon’s face like I’d lost control of my body.

“Look at you. Such a good girl for us.” I dropped one hand to tangle my fingers through Gannon’s hair and Vinny grunted.

“Such a good girl. Look at you taking what’s yours. ”

He claimed my mouth again, licking into me wildly as Gannon continued to tongue-fuck me, and as the pleasure built, tingling through my body until my limbs became numb and the two men feasting on me were the only things keeping me upright, I came in an explosion of screams and moans—and sounds so carnal.

.. the likes of which I’d never before heard slip past my lips.

Vinny stopped kissing me to watch intently as I unraveled, his eyes flaring with heat and hunger, then, as the tremors began to subside, my body spasming less and less, he looked down at Gannon and growled out a sharp, “Sorry, kid.”

In a blink, I was lifted into Vinny’s arms and pressed against the wall, my legs wrapped around his shoulders and my head just a foot or so away from the ceiling.

He opened his mouth, fangs extended, then buried his face between my thighs, sinking his teeth into that fleshy mound just above my pussy.

I screamed, but the sound was garbled as his bite set off an entirely new—entirely different —wave of euphoria. I twisted my fingers into his hair to hold him to me as he drank my blood while flicking his tongue over my clit.

My body jerked and trembled as I came. Blinded by what he was doing to me, I couldn’t see past the barrage of stars exploding behind my eyelids.

He sucked and licked at my skin, prolonging my orgasm until tears began to pour from my eyes, and then, when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he tightened his hands and sucked harder.

I jerked again and screamed as he sucked my soul from my body, my limbs jerking even as they went limp, and my pussy throbbing and clenching with each violent wave of my release.

When Vinny finally relented, lapping at me with slower, gentler strokes of his tongue as he eased me slowly back to earth, I was vaguely aware of the slap of skin on skin as Gannon jerked off somewhere nearby, then his cursing moan as he came sent one last shiver through my body.

I was running late , but it really wasn’t my fault. I’d remained in the shower too long, trying to get my thoughts in order, but I still hadn’t sorted through the mess of questions and emotions in my mind.

As I hurried to get ready, I still couldn’t wrap my mind around what we’d done.

The three of us crossed a line this afternoon, and though it was incredible, and both men seemed to be pleased with the turn of events, I couldn’t help thinking that it was a fluke, a one-time thing.

I couldn’t imagine Vinny just accepting Gannon like that and allowing things to proceed like. .. like...

I swallowed hard.

Like a permanent threesome? A throuple ?

I closed my eyes and braced my hands against Vinny’s dresser.

With a snort, I shook my head. Vinny would never . He’d been trying to get rid of Gannon since the day Eli dropped him into our laps. He was always kicking Gannon’s ass in the ring, teasing him about one thing or another...

Which made me an asshole for even entertaining the idea.

But having both of them like that? Touching me, loving me, making me come...

It was incredible. Beautiful.

Life changing.

And now that I’d had a taste, oh god , how I wanted more.

I ran my fingers through my wet hair and took a long, hard look at my reflection.

“Who are you?” I mouthed. I couldn’t risk a whisper in an apartment full of vampires.

But seriously, who was that girl looking back at me, her eyes vibrant with wild abandon and her head a mess of torrid ideas that would make a normal person blush?

We left normal a few days ago, didn’t we?

Shaking my head, I left Vinny’s room and strode through the empty apartment above the gym—

Until the couch squeaked and I jumped.

“Hey,” Vinny said, stopping me as I reached the front door. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay, I just thought I was alone.” When I turned toward him, he frowned.

Running his thumb over the crease between my brows, he asked, “What’s on your mind, gorgeous?”

My heart thundered against my ribs. He could obviously hear the cadence, the way his brows furrowed.

“Jacqueline?”

“Did that...” I swallowed hard. “Are you upset? About earlier, I mean?”

“Upset?” He frowned. “No, baby, why... I instigated that, remember?”

“Yeah, but...” I dropped my gaze. I couldn’t look at him. If my selfishness had destroyed what I’d been building with Vinny... “Were you jealous?”

“Jealous?” He chuckled as he hauled me against his body.

“Baby, you misread me.” Sliding one hand into the butt pocket of my jeans, he cupped my cheek with the other and lifted my face so he could look into my eyes.

“Protective and possessive, maybe, but never jealous.” He dipped down to kiss the corner of my mouth, squeezing my ass as he did so.

“I didn’t know how I’d feel, honestly, until we started.

..” He chuckled dryly. “And for a minute there, I thought I might stop us before we really got started.” He rubbed my jaw absently.

“But then... you.” He shook his head, his gaze loving and worshipful as he held me.

“Me?” I squeaked.

“Yeah. You. The way your body reacted to him. To us . The way you came alive... What a fucking gift you are, Jacqueline.”

My eyes widened.

“That was hot as hell for me, okay? I promise.”

I nodded and he squeezed my ass again, hard enough for me to yelp.

“I’d tell you if I wasn’t okay with something going on between us. Would you do the same?”

I nodded again.

“Good girl.” His gaze flicked back and forth between my eyes, concern knitting his brow. “Anything else on your mind?”

I exhaled in a rush. “What if...” I winced.

“Out with it.”

“What if I want to, I don’t know, do that again?” My mouth slammed shut hard and I closed my eyes.

Vinny’s chuckle had me opening them again immediately. “I wouldn’t believe you if you said you didn’t want to do that again.” He paused for a moment, then added, “I’m yours, remember? You have me.”

God, I loved hearing those words. “Say it again.”

“Yours, Jacqueline.” With a deviant glint in his eyes, his grip on my chin turned hard and he growled, “Now, open up, I don’t think I’m quite done with you.”

I melted against his body, tilting my head back to allow him to claim my mouth. He kissed me like each stroke of his tongue was a brand, each brush of his lips a whispered word: mine .

I could have continued to dwell, spin out until the questions and worries overwhelmed me, but he was right.

I did open up to them, and I had felt myself come alive under their hands and mouths.

In fact, if I was honest with myself, I’d never felt more alive than in that moment, pressed between Gannon and Vinny and their incredible love for me.

How could that possibly be bad?

I belonged to both of them... and they belonged to me.

But I did need to get going, so I pulled back. Reluctantly.

“I know, little Fiorino,” he said, “you have to get going. Are you sure you don’t want me to tag along?”

I snorted. “I’m sure two vampires would go over really well with Antonella.”