Eight

Keiji pushed open the door to his and Taichi’s apartment then ushered Natasha and Maël inside, after removing their shoes. They’d worked themselves into a frenzy, grinding and rubbing against each other as the music pounded through their veins. The evening had gone better than he anticipated.

Natasha’s admission had caught him off guard, but it didn’t offend him. In fact, surprisingly, it turned him on. If anyone claimed their bonded first, it was best it’d been Maël. Due to her lack of knowledge when it came to dhampirs like her, popping her first fang in the middle of all three of them might have ruined the moment.

Still, he had to prepare her for what was to come. They had to lay it all out there for her and let her dictate how the evening would end. He hoped it be with her between all three of them. However if it didn’t, he completely understood. For Natasha to go from thinking she was human, to finding out in a rather short amount of time that she was a dhampir, couldn’t be easy on her.

Keiji locked the door behind him, startling Natasha. She faced him, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth and his dick jerked behind the fly of his pants. Her scent darkened, becoming sweeter by the second. Formalities first. Sex second. Keiji crossed to her and held out his hand. When she readily took it, a piece of him settled. He guided her over to the small couch and sat down beside her.

Taichi and Maël joined them.

“Tonight is all about you. What you want and don’t want,” he said, keeping his gaze on Natasha. “But you have to understand what will happen here.”

“All of it will be with your consent,” Taichi added. “If you don’t feel comfortable, everything will end. No pressure.”

Maël nodded. “Agreed.”

Natasha folded her hands together and seemingly contemplated what they said. “What if ... What if I want to watch first?”

“What do you want to watch us do first, hachidori?” Keiji scooted a bit closer to her. “Kissing? Touching? Sucking? Instruct us. We will grant you whatever your fantasy dictates.”

“Don’t be so impatient.” Her laugh had Keiji’s cock straining against the zipper. “I...” She frowned for a second, then shrugged as though she carried on some conversation none of them, besides her, could hear. “This is all so weird.” She sighed. “There, I said it.”

“What’s weird about it?” Taichi prodded.

“When I decided to come here—to TSU, I did so because my brothers were here, and I thought at least I could spend time with them, because I missed them. Instead of finding them, I found you guys and new friends. Nothing about my leaving home was planned. Now, it’s like everything already is ... planned out, I mean.” Her gaze darted from Keiji to Taichi before settling on Maël. “I want you to do what you would do whether or not I’m here. You can’t fabricate spontaneity. Show me what you like.”

 

A devilish grin tugged at Taichi’s lips. His face darkened with mischief. “Ah, whatever we like, shujin.”

Keiji grit his teeth, giving himself a second to gather a bit of threadbare control. “Maël, why don’t you put Natasha on your lap, so she gets a better view.”

“How about we go to your room,” she said. “Better than out here, right? More room for all of us.”

“I like where she’s going with this,” Taichi said, rubbing his hand up and down Keiji’s thigh.

Keiji stood. “Perfect.” Their bedroom had a large bed and a small chaise lounge, which was angled nicely for Maël and Natasha to sit on. “Follow me.”

He led then down the short hallway to his and Taichi’s room. They’d kept the decor to a minimum, never really seeing the point of putting pointless paintings or embellishments on the walls. The bed was the masterpiece after all. He stood to the side, allowing the others to enter. A part of him yearned for her approval.

Once they finished their bonding, he would turn the decorating part over to her. She could do whatever she wanted with it. Besides the bed dominating the room, he wondered if he subconsciously waited for someone like Natasha to come along to decorate it.

“Oh...” Natasha glanced around the room. “I guess you don’t need anything fancy when you have a bed like that.”

Keiji had it custom made. No matter if they were in human form or demon, he and Taichi would be comfortable. The bed measured ten feet by twelve feet, and all of their sheets and blankets were custom made in Japan. He spared no expense in its construction and it’d been worth every penny he paid. “No, but if you wish to add a few touches, you are welcome to.”

“I’ll take it under advisement,” she said, running her fingertips over the comforter. 

Maël came up behind her and wrapped his arm around her middle. “Would you like to sit on the bed to watch or would you rather sit over here?” He turned her slightly toward the chaise lounge. Like the bed, Keiji had it custom made out of the finest silks he could afford. Many nights he fucked Taichi on it, reveling in his cries of pleasure and pleading moans.

Natasha glanced between the bed and the chaise. “The chaise.”

“Excellent choice,” Taichi chimed in. “I think you’re going to enjoy sitting there.”

*

Maybe it was the two cups of punch she drank, or the druid-made candy she ate, but Natasha was on fire. Her skin tingled with anticipation. Her lower belly twisted with arousal so potent, she thought she’d go insane before someone finally touched her. Her fingers twitched, desperate to feel Keiji and Taichi’s naked flesh. She’d never felt so out of control in her life.

Maël tugged her back into his arms as if sensing the growing need within her. A soft whimper fell from her lips as she stood in awe of the two men before her, removing each other’s clothes. Their lips touched in an innocent kiss and lust crawled through her veins, turning her on more. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the men.

“You like it?” Maël murmured in her ear.

“Y-yes.” She didn’t dare try to peer back at him, afraid if she did so, she’d forget what Keiji and Taichi offered, and fuck Maël to relieve the growing ache within her.

He splayed his palm across her stomach, leaving a blistering trail of cold in its wake. Natasha shivered, burrowing herself deeper into his embrace. “Good. We’re both a little over dressed now too.” He flicked his chin in the direction of Keiji and Taichi.

She glanced over at the men and gasped. Taichi was on his knees taking Keiji’s cock to the back of his throat. She shuddered. Her focus narrowed to a point, watching each bob of Taichi’s head. The trail of precum and saliva glistened along Keiji’s length before being gobbled up again by Taichi. Each slurp was accompanied by a moan from Keiji. His head was thrown back in ecstasy. His eyes were shut, and his mouth was slightly opened.

 

Her breath came in soft pants. Her knees shook, becoming weak. Maël sat down on the chaise, taking her with him. The hard press of his erection bit into the flesh of her hip, adding to the already erotic atmosphere. Natasha rocked against him and was rewarded by a hiss from Maël. He tensed behind her.

“You’re playing with fire,” Maël grunted.

Sure, she was and she didn’t care. A red haze colored her vision. “Are we only supposed to watch?”

“No.” He released his hold on her and pushed his hands under her skirt. He caressed her inner thigh, refusing to touch the spot she needed him most. Her pussy. Up and back he went, hypnotizing her with his motions.

She fell into the rhythm, rocking her hips. Her heart pounded. Her body trembled, and her eyes closed while she burrowed her face in the crook of his neck. When he finally circled her clit with his middle finger, she climaxed hard. Maël milked the tiny bead of her release, but it wasn’t enough. She still ached for more. Natasha opened her eyes and found Keiji and Taichi staring at her. Their gazes were heavy-lidded. Taichi stroked Keiji. A fine sheen of sweat coated their bodies.

Come spewed from Keiji’s tip and Taichi was there to lick and suck it up. Keiji grunted, giving a lazy thrust of his hips, while his eyes were still glued on the spot between her thighs where Maël teased her pussy. “Naughty girl.” He pulled from Taichi’s grip and strode towards her. He was still hard. His uncut tip was covered with spit and cum. “Show me.”

Maël spread her thighs, exposing her sex to Keiji and Taichi’s perusal. “She’s wet, hot and tight. She felt so good wrapped around my dick.”

She let out a shuddered breath as Keiji closed the space between them. He loomed over her, lust swirling in his dark gaze. He bent his head to the side, exposing his neck as he did so. Natasha licked her lips. His strong pulse tempted her to take a taste. But, was it safe? Could dhampirs do that—bite a demon.

“You’re thinking too hard,” Maël whispered. “If you want him, drink.”

“But...he’s, you know...” She sighed. “I have so much to learn.”

“Drinking from me won’t harm you.” Keiji held his hand out to her, and Natasha took it without fear.

Keiji fisted his hand in her hair and placed her face in the crook of his neck. His scent. Fuck. She inhaled deep, enjoying the subtle hints of something dark, almost dangerous. It aroused her. Blinded her to anything and anyone else in the room. The pounding of his heart grew louder. His breath came in heavier pants. His cock, trapped between them, thickened even more, if that was possible. She wiggled against him, wrapping her arms around his middle. Unlike Maël, Keiji’s skin was hot. She glanced down, convinced his tattoos came to life, glowing against his skin.

What she wouldn’t give to trace each one with her tongue. Keiji chuckled, massaging her scalp. Heat filled her cheeks. Right. She pressed her lips to his neck and moaned. He tasted as good as he smelled. She ran her tongue along the tendon, trying to gather as much of the potent flavor as she could.

Keiji growled. His hand clenched in her hair, causing pinpricks of pleasure to slide along her scalp. “Wrap your legs around me.” He let go of her hair before palming her ass. When he lifted her, she did as he commanded, fitting herself flush to his big body. The tip of his erection bumped her clit. “Bite me, and I’ll give you what you want. What you crave.”

A second set of hands joined Keiji’s. “She isn’t used to drinking. You have to show her.” Maël nuzzled her neck. “Remember.” His fangs pricked her skin, and she whimpered. “You won’t hurt him.”

When he sank his fangs into her neck, she followed suit, biting down on Keiji’s neck. The second his blood spilled over her tongue, a more exquisite euphoria washed over her. It was different than Maël. Wicked with a hint of mischievous. She swallowed, drinking him down. She couldn’t get enough of her demon warrior.

 

“Hang on,” Keiji muttered, sinking deep within her. “Can’t hold him back.”

Natasha sealed the bite, confused by what Keiji said. When she opened her eyes, the long-nosed demon gathered her in his arms. His twisted visage, part surprised and part blissed out, startled her. She glanced over her shoulder and found Taichi sprawled out on the bed, lazily stroking his cock. His big blue body appeared at ease, like he’d seen this before.

Keiji bottomed out within her, drawing her attention back to the demon. She gasped his name, clinging to him. His dick stretched her to the max. Everything on this demon was bigger, including the appendage she was currently impaled on. She clung to the demon, unsure if she’d be able to survive whatever came next. He fit his hand between them and found her hard clit, begging for attention, especially after the way Maël left her hanging moments before.

“Keiji,” she whimpered. “Please.”

His thumb rolled her tight nub twice, pushing her headlong into her climax. She jerked her hips, riding him hard. The fluttering in her belly intensified until she thought she would die of suffocation. Then, she was gliding through the air, completely empty and lost as to what was going on.

She landed on Maël’s lap, his hard cock straining to get inside her as Keiji and Maël guided her over him. Inch by glorious inch filled her and she let out a satisfied sigh. A small grin tugged at her mouth. His hands slid up her sides, caressing her skin, before pulling her sweatshirt off, exposing her breasts. Her nipples puckered already hard from the stimulation provided by seeing each man now fully naked. He then removed her skirt, adding it to the pile of clothes surrounding them.

Keiji took a hard point into his mouth and sucked while fisting his hard dick. His long tongue curled around it, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her clit. Natasha fit her hand between her spread thighs and worked the hard bundle of nerves as Maël thrust into her. She cried out; it was all too much for her to process. The connection. The pleasure. The knot of bliss building inside of her expanded and, just when she thought it would consume her, it shattered. The muscles of her pussy rippled and pulsed through her orgasm. Maël’s thrusts became more insistent and the sounds he made left her riding the high of all highs. His grip tightened on her hips, his nails bit into her flesh. She sank into it, enjoying the fact she’d wear his mark tomorrow.

A masculine groan had her opening her eyes. In front of her, Keiji had Taichi bent over. The blue demon’s hand continued to pump the long, thick erection between his legs. The bulbus tip almost purple from need. Taichi’s gaze met hers. It swirled to life with intention. He braced one hand on the chaise and leaned forward, burying his face between her thighs. He inhaled and let out a shuddered moan.

“I think he likes the way you smell,” Maël murmured.

She swallowed her snippy reply when the demon’s tongue lashed at her clit. Her hand went for the back of his head, holding him in place while he continued to nip and tease her. Maël nuzzled her neck. The soft sounds he made turned her on even more. There was no way in this position, Taichi wasn’t licking Maël too. The thought sent a thrill down her spine, and she clenched around him.

“Fuck, demon,” Maël grunted. “If you’re going to tease us both with that tongue of yours, suck on my balls.”

Keiji’s chuckle caught her by surprise. She looked up at him. His features were twisted in pleasure. He curled his lip when he shifted his hips and, just as she suspected, his tattoos glowed, giving his skin a molten coloring. This is so fucking hot.

Natasha cried out. Maël’s thrusts were becoming more urgent. He hissed in her ear, mumbling something in Romanian while guiding her over his cock. Like before, she allowed the entirety of the situation to swallow her whole. She couldn’t concentrate on one particular thing or touch. All of it combined making this experience ... beautiful. Stop thinking. She couldn’t though, she wanted to remember every moment.

Maël nipped at her neck then dragged his fang across her skin. The blistering heat of his bite combined with the lash of Taichi’s tongue sent her headlong into a second orgasm. She hadn’t been expecting it, nor had she realized she’d been so close. Maël flexed his hips and let out a low groan as he drank from her. Each pulse of his release set her on fire as she rode him through the pleasure.

Keiji’s thrusts became more frantic, and seconds later, he joined them, finding his climax within Taichi, yet the blue demon gained no relief for himself. He lifted his head from between her legs. The look of pain on his face troubled her; he should have come too. Joined them. She didn’t understand why he hadn’t. A niggle of worry took up residence at the back of her mind. What if she couldn’t have him. What if he’d only made out with her to appease Maël and Keiji.

“You’re over thinking it,” Maël said.

“Wouldn’t you be?” She didn’t take her eyes off Taichi.

“We planned it this way.”

Taichi lifted her from Maël’s lap and carried her to the bed. Keiji and Maël joined them moments later. They didn’t say a word, not that they had to. The niggle of worry dissipated when Taichi’s gaze met hers. She held her hand out to him. Each of them wanted her. He’d been saving himself for her. To bind them together. The idea renewed her need. He gathered her in his arms, so they were face to face. She felt so small in his arms. Protected.

He fit the tip of his length at her entrance and sank into her. She swore her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The delicious drag of his dick across her already sensitive walls drove her insane. She clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist, so she was flush against his body. His thrusts were measured, enough to give pleasure but not make it end too soon. He palmed her ass, rocking her against him. Her breath came in soft pants. Her body melted into his. She knew it would be so good, that they’d burn hot and fast once they actually did “it.” This though ... no, this was more. She could feel it all the way down to the small molecules pinging around in her body. These men were claiming her.

Natasha cupped his cheek and brought his mouth to hers for a kiss. Their tongue met, and she could taste herself and Maël on his tongue. She whimpered, becoming more demanding. The whole situation was hedonistic, fucking a vampire and two demons at one time, but his kiss ... She went wild. She placed her hands on his shoulders and locked her ankles behind him. Her mouth never left his as she quickened their pace. She was desperate for more. Needed something only he could give her. She didn’t quite understand it, of course, but she continued.

As if realizing what she was getting at, Taichi grabbed both of her arms and placed them above her head. He held them there with his right hand as he slammed into her over and over. The growl of need he let loose sent a shiver of desire down her spine. Natasha arched to him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

 

Maël and Keiji, back in his human form, joined them. They both latched onto her nipples as Taichi continued to fill her. She was overwhelmed. Like before, she couldn’t concentrate on one stimulus, but all of them together ... She reveled in it. Allowed the passion to devour her. She cried out, pushing her breasts into Maël and Keiji’s mouths while clenching around Taichi. The guttural groans emanating from him turned her on.

“Jirai,” Taichi grunted. He tilted her hips up, letting him grind against her, and shortened his strokes.

Natasha hissed. She dug her fingernails into his hand. She swore he grew thicker inside of her, to the point she worried he might do serious damage. She whimpered, closing her eyes. It was all too much. She couldn’t take it. She was going to die.

“Don’t fight it,” Keiji whispered. “Ride his dick. He’s so close”

She did as he instructed, trying to counter Taichi’s thrusts. Natasha cried out. It was too intense. Too much. Her breath came in heaving pants. Her legs trembled. She swore she hung from a giant cliff by the thinnest of threads, hoping it would keep her from falling. “Taichi ... please.”

“Jirai,” he snarled again.

“I don’t know what that means.” She looked up at him totally confused by what he wanted from her.

“Say it,” Keiji said. “Jirai. It means, mine.”

“Yours,” she cried. “I’m all of yours.”

A satisfied smirk tugged at the demon’s lips as his thrusts became frantic. He rut within her, making wild noises as he did. She clung to him, riding the edge with him until her skin right above her right breast began to burn. Natasha tried to pull away, but Maël and Keiji held her in place. She didn’t understand. It hurt worse than a burn. She sobbed out their names and both men pressed kisses to her cheeks and foreheads.

“Kuru,” Taichi snarled. “Kuru.” He buried his face in her neck and groaned. His whole body trembled as though he held back on her.

 

“Come, hachidori,” Keiji murmured. “He needs you to come.” Keiji fit his hand between them and pinched her clit.

Natasha sucked in a breath. Her cry lodged in her throat as her release shot through her. The burning in her skin became white-hot, combining with the erotic bliss destroying her. Her vision dimmed as an unholy roar rang in her ears. Then she felt it, the hard throb of Taichi’s dick as jet after jet of his cum filled her. He nuzzled her breast where the pain had been the worst, then licked it. She didn’t understand what he was doing, but with each lap of his tongue, the pain ebbed from her.

“What the fuck just happened to me?” She lay there, cuddled to Taichi who’d let to pull out, her whole-body limp as a wet noddle, her mind quiet.

“You’ve been thoroughly fucked,” Maël teased, kissing her.

“And branded,” Keiji added.

Say what? “Branded?”

Keiji gave a soft chuckle. “Later. Right now, rest. This big oaf is pretty possessive of what’s his. I have a feeling he’s going to keep you in his arms all night.” He patted Taichi on the shoulder.

Taichi gave a lazy thrust before gathering her into his side. “Jirai.”

His.