Page 22 of Blood Claims (Garnet Dagger Mafia #2)

BEER AND BLOOD

A fter this dark promise to break any vows that I had made about not doing this again, Tal started kissing me.

And with Victor at my neck, both men were determined to drive me wild, consuming my every thought with their attention.

Their hands were everywhere and I felt mindless because of it.

The feeling took me to places I had never known, telling me how tame they had been with me that first night.

But as for now, well they were on a clear mission to burn me whole.

To take every last piece of me for themselves.

Because I had never felt so owned, so possessed before.

Every inch of me was theirs to do with whatever they pleased.

Both of them moved as if this was some aged-old dance performed with ease and muscle memory.

As if all that guided them was raw desire and burning need.

Tal pulled back from kissing me, giving me only a chance for a momentary breath before Victor took his place.

He turned my head to the side so his brother had room to lower to his knees.

Tal’s lips soon took their new place at my inner thigh, kissing upward toward my core.

But then Victor pulled back and looked down at his brother, who nodded to him.

“Time for us to feast,” was Victor’s reply to this silent agreement.

His grin was unnerving as he suddenly tore my top up and over my head.

My sleeves getting tangled at my wrists turned out to be intentionally done to keep me shackled, so he could keep my hands fisted in the air above my head.

This effectively kept me restrained so he could start to lower my torso back against the soaked island, the beer casting an amber hue over the white marble.

My back arched at the cool liquid when it touched my skin, making me gasp.

Victor saw this and grinned down at me, enjoying watching my body squirm. I was close enough to the edge of the island that Victor had no problem reaching me from the side, and he soon arched his body over mine. This was so he could lick his way up my body while still pinning my arms above me.

Meanwhile, I glanced down to watch as Tal ripped his T-shirt over his head, my mouth going dry at the sight of his incredible body.

All those hard muscles and delicious tensed lines I wanted to trace with my tongue.

But the sight of him lowering before me was like another dream.

A dream that shot straight into reality the second he tore my panties off, as if they were made from paper, and had his first taste of me.

A long, leisurely lick up from my entrance had my back arching the second he reached my aching clit.

“Fucking ambrosia,” he growled after lifting his head enough to do so.

Victor grinned down at him, his eyes taking in the sight of his brother feasting on me, and clearly enjoying the erotic show.

But then his head turned slowly to face me, his eyes homing in on what he wanted, as he tore the cup of my bra down.

The action made me gasp again as he freed my breast in an almost violent way.

Adding to this was the way his hand remained gripped at my top, still keeping my arms shackled together.

“Time for my own taste,” he told me before he lunged. His fangs flashing in the light overhead were my only warning before they plunged into my breast.

“AHH!” I screamed out at the first spark of pain when his bite latched on.

As for Tal, he chose that moment to bite around my clit, rolling the bud between his teeth without breaking the skin.

The pain of both soon rolled into pleasure the second Tal soothed the hurt.

Doing so by sucking my clit in deeply before licking the flushed bud in a way that had my back bowing.

Something that ended up pushing my breast further into Victor’s mouth, prompting him to suck harder.

My nipple fully in his mouth, with his fangs latched on around it.

I couldn’t help but see stars as I came, screaming.

My first orgasm was so powerful, I swear I nearly passed out from it!

But this was when Tal wanted to pull his own from me, thrusting two digits up inside of me, at the same time biting the inside of my thigh.

This time penetrating deep with his fangs as well as his thick fingers.

Fingers he pumped in and out of me, doing so in time with each pull of blood he took from.

My head fell back against the counter and my neck arched as I felt it building once more.

An uncontrollable force I couldn’t hope to withstand.

Not that I didn’t want it, but instead I craved the fear of it.

A fear that was only adding to the depravity of it all.

The sinful, carnal act as they feasted on me, making me feel so consumed.

So dirty, so corrupted. This wickedness they brought out in me…

It was fucking addictive!

I wanted to feel owned.

Wanted them to keep me as their sexual pet. It was a living fantasy I couldn’t even find in myself to feel ashamed of anymore. Not with what they could do to me. How they could play with me, tying me up in emotional knots and keeping me glued to their every touch.

I was lost.

And I never wanted to be found.

“Oh god… oh god… fuck yes… yes… yes… YEESSS!” I screamed as Tal made me come even harder.

The second he knew my orgasm was at the pinnacle, he let his fangs slip free of me, only to find my clit once more. I swear, my body nearly flew off the damn counter! That was if Victor hadn’t placed a large hand flat to my stomach to keep me down, as if anticipating my reaction.

Because they were far from done with me…

Tal turned his head and bit into my other thigh. This made me cry out once more as it received the same wicked treatment.

“God! Fuck!” I shouted, making Victor chuckle around my nipple before letting it go.

I looked down at the blood running down my breast in little streams from the twin holes his fangs had made.

He followed my gaze and smirked before running his palm over the mess so he could make more of one.

He rubbed my blood and coating the whole breast, before leaning down to start licking it off.

As for his brother, Tal finished feeding on my inner thigh, as well as feasting on me down there… but just like his brother, he was far from done with me.

I knew this the moment he stood up to look down at me, watching as Victor lapped at my blood.

Those green eyes now a thing of the past as silver depths narrowed in on my other breast. Once again, I felt like prey as Tal’s intense focus homed in on what he wanted.

His hand snaked up my body before palming my other breast. In fact, I would have questioned why he stopped but I didn’t have time.

Not when he lifted his hand to show me… it so he could also feed from my fear.

He drank in the sight of my frightened eyes that widened in sight of him bringing forth his talons.

Thick, sharp claws that pushed past the blunt nails that had been there.

My gasp of shock was one he grinned at, as well as my frantic movements in trying to avoid them as he brought them closer. However, Victor pinned me down, and Tal was free to do as he pleased.

“Time to help out a brother,” he said with a wink, before cutting up the center of my bra, making it jerk open.

“Mmm… that’s better,” Tal told me, before leaning over me to take my nipple in his mouth. At the same time, I could hear him undoing his belt buckle, before he snapped the leather through the hoops. A strip of leather he pulled up between our bodies, making it snake against my belly.

“Here, you might find this more affective, brother,” he said, passing the belt to Victor, who pulled back with my blood now coating his lips and chin.

He grinned in return, taking the offering and reaching up to my hands.

This was so he could now rid me of the last of my clothes.

Before I could protest, he had my wrists cuffed together in the loop he made with the leather, and he held the end in his fist.

“What a beautiful mess we made,” Tal said, looking down at the beer I was lying in.

“Mmm… a fucking stunning mess,” Victor agreed as he too pulled back to look at me.

“But you know, brother, I think she looks thirsty,” Tal commented, giving Victor reason to grin before leaning down and asking over my lips,

“You thirsty, baby?”

I nodded, making him nip at my bottom lip before ordering,

“Words, sweetheart.”

“Yes,” I whispered, making him pull back before leaning down to the counter.

Then to my astonishment, I watched as he licked up the beer and kept it there in his mouth to drip it over my body, letting it trickle down his chin.

The taste of beer mixing with my blood was one I soon experienced as he kissed me.

Now letting the last of it drip into my mouth for me to swallow down.

As for Tal, he grabbed one of the bottles that hadn’t spilled and took a long swig, gulping it down. Then he let part of it tip from the head, so it splashed on my body, before he licked his way up my belly and over my breasts.

“Mmm, my beverage of choice… every… fucking… time,” he hummed before running his tongue up through the beer that had gathered in the valley of my breasts.

Now dragging it up to my neck until he too reached my lips.

I eagerly sucked the drops from his tongue that he had practically started to fuck my mouth with.

All of it made me feel dizzy from the whole experience.

“Fuck, but I cannot wait any longer… gotta fuck you now, baby,” he told me after groaning over my lips as I felt him yank his jeans open.

“Gotta feel this tight pussy of yours before I go fucking mad,” he growled, pulling back and taking a tight hold of my hips.

“You going to take all of me?” he asked as he looked down to where we were about to become connected.

This after first freeing his impressive cock, making my eyes widen at the size.

The sexual fear made me moan the second I felt the head nudge at my entrance.

My pussy was soaked and more than ready for him.

But then I gasped in shock when Victor’s hand collared my throat and he snarled against my cheek,

“My brother asked you another question, baby girl.”

I sucked in a quick breath and told him shyly,

“I will try.”

Tal smirked down at me and said,

“Yes, you will.” Then he thrust forward, making me scream at the intrusion, his size stealing my breath from me on a cry. Something that made Victor coo down at me as he stroked back my hair.

“That’s a good girl, take my brother’s cock as well as you took mine… our sweet little Vanessa.”

“Fucked by the Goddess, this is… fuck, but this is heaven, brother,” Tal said, his voice strained and his face the picture of lustful pleasure. As if he would soon burst from it, unravel at the seams, never to find his way back together again. He looked like a man come undone.

And then he started to move, and I became lost right alongside him.

“Oh god!” I cried out as he gripped my hips and started to pound into me, at the same time Victor held the leather taut, keeping my arms raised above my head. He then leaned down over me and ordered on his own lustful growl,

“Bare yourself to me.”

But my mind was too far gone to fully compute what he meant, which was when he snarled in a dark tone,

“Now, Vanessa, give me what I want!”

“What… oh… ahh … do you… want?” I stammered out as Tal’s thrusts were driving me higher and higher to what felt like the unachievable. And once again, it was an orgasm I feared, for it felt like it could rip me in two.

“Your sweet, addictive blood, whilst my brother fucks your sweet, addictive pussy. Now. Bare. Your. Fucking. Neck. To. Me.”

At this deep, dark voice of his, I let my head fall to one side and braced as he sank his fangs into my neck. The bite was far deeper than before and made me cry out in pain.

“Yes… come for us, baby. Come whilst my brother feeds from you, whilst I fill up your tight little pussy with my hot cum … I want you to feel it gush out of you with my cock still buried deep inside you,” Tal growled down at me as his fingers bit into my hips, his bruising hold only adding to the extreme pleasure.

As for Victor, he was lost to the taste of me, letting go of the leather as he held himself over me.

His hand fisted in my hair at the top of my head, as if afraid I would try and pull away.

His deep swallows tugged at my neck as he drank deeper than he had done at my breast. Just like he had done the first night, making me wonder if he would find restraint this time.

But Tal seemed to be keeping an eye on this, as if his mind went back to that night also.

However, before either of us could speak a word of this, Victor pulled back, giving Tal the go ahead to bring me to his own brand of Heaven.

Victor’s fingers reached down so he could strum on my clit.

One slick with my own release and blood that had dripped from my thighs.

Which meant that, in no time at all, I was quickly crying out,

“Oh god, I am going to… going to… again…”

But it was Victor who became a demonic presence over me, the lower half of his face painted crimson, dripping from his fangs.

“Come, baby… come now!” he ordered, and just as I opened my mouth to scream, he consumed it instead as he kissed me.

My own blood coated my tongue as if this was his intention.

He swallowed my screams down, as if my pleasure tasted as sweet as my blood.

And Tal, he threw his head back and roared out his release like some wild beast. His thrusts burying him even deeper and making his cum spill out around his cock just like he said it would.

As for me, I was floating on a shuddering cloud that kept my sex jolting with aftershocks.

I felt like I had no control over my own body as it spasmed against them both.

My pussy fluttered around him, making him moan as if he felt every single one and craved more.

And as if Victor knew he needed this moment with me, he pulled back from the bloody kiss.

Doing so just as Tal let himself fall over me.

His hands slapping in the beer on the island so he could lower slowly to my lips.

“Damn, baby, you’re goddamn perfection.”

Before I could speak, he kissed me again, and this time it was the most tender kiss he had ever given me. A kiss that made my head spin for another reason. Because this one didn’t make me just feel owned.

It made me feel treasured.

It made me feel…

Loved.