Nine

Keiji woke to the aroma of fried bacon and fresh coffee being brewed. In his mind, there was no better breakfast food scent to wake to. The scent of bacon mixed with the musky scent of sex caused his morning erection to bob under the sheet covering him.

Reaching down, he palmed his dick, giving it a hearty squeeze to help ease the ache he felt deep into his balls. After last night, fucking should be the last thing he should be focused on, but it appeared he was ready for round three ... or was it four? His stomach growled, reminding him of what woke him. He was hungry for both food and sex, and his dhampir lover was nowhere to be found.

Beside him, Taichi slept sprawled out. His dick tented the sheet covering his hips and a small wet spot formed. Whatever he dreamed about, Taichi was happy. He glanced to where Maël lay and blinked. Maël laid a protective arm across Taichi’s midsection. It shocked Keiji, because the vampire had never shown any interest in them in a sexual way. But hey, he guessed one’s outlooks could change, especially after the horny demon licked Maël balls last night while bringing their bonded to climax.

It’d be interesting to see how all of it would play out in their future. Keiji didn’t care, he’d welcome the vampire to play with all of them, instead of just Natasha.

Speaking of Natasha, Keiji shoved off the covers and stood. He headed to the bathroom to relieve his bladder, but found the longer he stood there, the more he stroked his dick. Fuck. He chuckled to himself, flushing the toilet. He had it bad for the little dhampir. After washing his hands and tugging on a pair of running shorts, Keiji made his way to the kitchen.

Natasha stood in front of the stove, frying bacon, wearing nothing but one of his older well-worn, well-loved shirts. White earbuds were in her ears, and her pretty red painted toes tapped to the beat of whatever song she was listening to.

 

He drooled taking in how the hem of his shirt flirted around the skin of her thighs.

Keiji’s one regret from last night was he didn’t get to taste her pussy and suddenly the urge to eat food dissipated, replaced with a deep seeded hunger for her.

Now he understood the ache in his balls. His demon knew their mate was awake, willing and waiting for him. Keiji was going to take advantage of the fact he had her all to himself while the other two slept. He didn’t mind sharing Natasha with Taichi or Maël. He knew having her alone, to himself, would be rare a rare occurrence. Keiji planned to benefit from those moments when they happened. First, however, he needed to focus and find out how she felt about everything she did and saw last night. It had been an intense experience for him, so he could only imagine it from her point of view.

Not wanting to scare her, he cleared his throat a couple of times before she turned to look at him. Finally, she pulled the buds from her ears, giving him a heart-stopping smile. “Hey. Hope you’re hungry. I made us breakfast.”

“Not for food, hachidori.” He growled, leaning down to nip at her exposed neck. Keiji knew she’d be able to feel his dick through the thin fabric of his shorts and her shirt, pressing hard into her lower back. “I’d much prefer to feast on your pussy for breakfast. If that is an option.”

“Oh!” Her fingers trembling so much, the spatula she held clattered to the floor. Grease splattered on the stove, floor and the tips of her feet. She hissed. “Shit.”

Keiji crouched down. He should have realized his words would catch her off guard. She was still trying to acclimate herself to their desires and her position as their bonded. He rubbed the grease off her foot and examining it for burns before glancing back up at her. “Are you hurt?”

Natasha gave a husky, sexy laugh that made his dick jump. “I’m fine, other than my pride being bruised by my clumsiness.”

Keiji kissed the top of her abused foot before standing and taking her back into his arms. He took a moment to enjoy the feeling of her pressed into his body. She was the perfect fit. Her head rested on his chest, above his pounding heart.

She cleared her throat, bring him out of his daze. “If … ah … you want … I’m … happy to offer up whatever you’d like for your morning meal.”

Her stuttering was cute.

“I believe I wanted to know if your pussy was one of the menu items,” he said, loving the flush of pink on her cheeks at his bluntness. He wondered if the pretty color extended to the tops of her breasts.

“Are you always this blunt?” she tilted her head up to stare at him.

“Yes. I’ve found it causes less confusion.” He rubbed his thumb across her cheek. She sighed, and her eyelids got heavy, effectively hiding her pretty eyes from him. “Can I eat your pussy, hachidori. Can I lick your tight little hole until you cream all over my lips?” Keiji smiled when she gulped. “I want to find out if it’s as sweet as I suspect it to be.”

She blinked, her cheeks getting redder. Fuck, he loved her ability to blush. It made his dick rock hard.

“How can a girl say no,” she said, the edge of bashfulness left her tone.

“You always have that option, hachidori,” he assured her. Yes, they were all her mates, but it sure as hell didn’t mean she was their fuck toy.

“What’s it going to be? Eggs and bacon or pussy?” She took a step out of his embrace and waited.

“I’m going to be honest. For me, pussy wins every single time.”

Natasha’s tinkling laugh and the scent of her arousal clung to him. She went up on her tippy toes, pressing her full lips against his then whispered, “Yes.”

“Thank fuck.” Keiji growled, slipping his hands under her shirt. Naked. He closed his eyes to gather his tattered control. If he didn’t do so now, he’d end up coming before he got inside her. Keiji gathered her in his arms before placing her on the kitchen table. He shoved the offending material of her shirt off of her, exposing her pert, round breasts. “I’d wake up happy every morning if this was always offered as an option.”

Natasha pushed herself to the edge of the table and braced her hands and feet along the lip of it. She didn’t wait for him to tell her what to do, instead allowing her body to comply with her bonded’s needs. Her legs parted giving him the first glimpse of her wet, gleaming sex. His mouth watered. She was bare except for a small strip of black curls. Her clit peeked out from its hood, tempting him. Her folds were slightly swollen, thanks in part to the fact that at some point yesterday all of them had been inside her. Maël being the lucky bastard to get his dick in her twice in one day.

“Do you hurt?” He wouldn’t do anything to her if she was in pain. They weren’t exactly gentle with her the night before.

She shook her head. “No. Achy.”

Keiji ran his thumb along her slit. The juices coated his appendage, and a ragged groan filled his throat. “To be fucked?”

“Yes.” She arched to him. A trickle of her arousal seeped from her.

The muscles in her stomach quivered and her breath came in a shuddering pant. “Easy.” He eased a finger between the lips, opening her to his gaze. The sexy flash of her flesh, had been the exact same color of her nipples. Yet another thing he craved to taste.

“Soaked.” He bent his head and inhaled. “Sweet.” The musky scent of her need had been heady, going straight to his balls. Later he would spread her like this and gorge himself on her flesh, making her cum over and over on his tongue until he had his fill. For now, however, he gave her clit a quick flick of his tongue. He knew if he made her climax, he too would lose it. He’d rather be inside her when he found his release, than spilling it in his shorts.

Her hips jerked, and she pleaded with him. “Keiji … please.”

“I didn’t mean for this to happen so quickly,” he admitted after removing his finger from her. “I wanted to make sure you were okay with last night and how everything went down.”

 

Natasha covered her breast and sex before she sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the table. Keiji couldn’t stop the groan of disappointment from escaping his lips. “You mean getting fucked senseless by three different guys?”

“Well … it was slightly more than that, hachidori. Taichi fucked you in demon form and I fucked him.” He waited for her reaction to his bluntness. “It’s a lot to take in.”

“That’s what she said,” Natasha teased.

He chuckled. If she was cracking jokes, his concerns about her might be completely unwarranted. “You have doubts?”

“Yes, and each of you eased them in some way.” She sighed. “I was more worried about what others would think and worried people would consider me a whore—” Keiji’s face twisted in disgust at the term she used, and Natasha noticed. “It’s true. I’m fucking three guys. Believe it or not, women can be quite brutal with their judgements.”

“We’re bonded,” he growled.

“Yes … we are. Or we will be after you get done reassuring yourself I’m good with last night and our future,” she grumbled, shifting back and forth on the table.

It was then the sweet scent of her desire reached his nose.

“Patience, hachidori, all good things come to good girls who wait,” he cooed, willing to make her anticipate the pleasure he’d bring her.

“Yeah, well unlike you three, I’ve been up over an hour, patiently waiting for you to wake. I finally figured the smell of breakfast might encourage one or all of you.”

“Are you sore, hachidori? I know Taichi’s demon was less than,” he coughed, “gentle in his mating.”

“I liked it.” But she didn’t answer his question. “A lot. Will, uh ...”

Keiji smiled, watching her gaze dart around the room and her cheeks flush red at her embarrassment. Having enough of it, he captured her jaw, forcing her eyes to his.

 

“Will what?” He already knew what she’d been too bashful to ask. He wanted to hear her voice it.

“The demons … your demons, will they participate … often?”

“They will participate as much as you or they want. It’s not uncommon for our demons to show themselves during sex. Especially with a bonded, since you are just as much the demons’ as you are ours. They will want their turns also.”

She nodded, her legs kicking back and forth.

“Are you okay with that?”

“Yes,” she mumbled.

“They can sometimes be more amorous, but they will never hurt you,” he assured you.

“I know. I felt, I mean, I feel safe with them,” she replied.

“Good, as you should.”

Silence filled the room and Natasha looked at him expectantly. When he didn’t make a move she huffed. “Have I assured you properly?”

He laughed. “Yes, hachidori, you have.”

“Good,” she said before her fingers floated across his bare chest. “Can we continue now?”

“Fuck or bond?” he inquired.

“Both,” she replied, her body vibrating with desire.

“Lay back, hachidori.” Keiji knelt in front of her and inhaled her distinctive scent. His tongue ached for another taste of her sex. As he speared her pussy with his tongue, gathering the first samples of her incredible taste, his demon rushed forward. The long-nose demon groaned, burying his face in her crotch, wanting to remember the smell and taste of his bonded. 

His tongue was longer, thicker and he used it to his advantage. Keiji used his thumb to rubbed at the swollen bundle of nerves at the top of her sex while his mouth sought out her entrance and pushed forward. His demon growled at the first sip of their bonded. He savored it, wanting more. He lapped at the silky fluid dripping from her pussy, starved for her. The demon hummed in pleasure and pushed forward using his tongue to fuck her. She clenched around his intrusion. Her muscles rippled and sucked at him, just as they would around his dick when she came.

“Keiji!” Natasha’s fingers dug into his scalp as he used his whole mouth to pleasure her.

Fuck, Natasha was a beautiful woman in the throes of her passion. Her back was arched, her firm, pink-tipped breasts jutted upward, her hips bucked up and off the table as she chanted his name, coming on his tongue.

“Son of a bitch!” He growled against her swollen flesh, taking one, long last taste before working his way up her lithe body.  Having already paid homage to her pussy, Keiji focused his attention on his favorite part of a female’s body, her breasts.

Natasha’s were spectacular in shape and form. Situating himself between her still trembling thighs, he pushed the plump flesh together, lapping, licking and nipping at her nipples.

“Oh!” she cried out, rubbing her sopping wet pussy against his stomach, marking the man and his demon with her cum.

Keiji spent a long time on her tits, loving and playing with them. When he was done, the pink little buds were a dark cherry red. He then traced Taichi’s brand with his tongue. She shivering and groaned. The brand was still fresh and ultra-sensitive. Soon his brand would also mark her as his.

Natasha rolled her hips. The head of his erection bumped the wet heat of her pussy, teasing him to distraction. He hissed in pleasure when her pussy, slick and hot, brushed across him again. He needed inside of her. Needed to feel the walls of her sex flutter and suck him into her body. He yearned to feel the spill of her juices rain down on him as she climaxed in his arms and he wanted to put his cum inside her, so she carried his marking scent.

“Please … Keiji,” Natasha pleaded. “I need you.”

He knew then and there that he’d never be able to deny this woman … his woman, anything. Keiji lined himself up with her entrance and shoved forward. It was better than he remembered. He gave over to the sensation of her rippling and tugging around him. The way she pulled him in while a million whispered kisses assailed his tip. He groaned, fighting the release building in his balls. He’d wasted too much time.

“Ah, fuck.” He groaned against her neck. “You’ve got me ready to cum, and I haven’t even moved.” He retreated, hissing at the sensual drag of his cock along her sensitive walls. It was pleasure and torture all balled together. His sac grew heavy, drawing closer to his body. He closed his eyes trying to concentrate on something else, anything else, so he had the strength to make this good for both of them.

“Please,” she whimpered, shifting her hips and trying to take him back inside her.

Instead, he took the heavy stalk of his cock and slapped the spongey head against her swollen clit. Her reaction was immediate.

“Ohmigod …” she cried out. Keiji smiled when he felt her nails dig deep into his shoulders and she mewled. “Again.”

Keiji did it several more until his balls ached and he craved to feel the warm, tight clench of her pussy around him. Unable to deny them further, he guided his cock to the well of her sex and pushed through the tightness of her clenching sex. He didn’t wait for her to adjust to his size, because he couldn’t wait any longer, either. He’d spent so much time talking and teasing her, he’d pushed himself into a corner. Now, the orgasm building deep within his groin couldn’t be staved off. He pulled out to the tip, only to surge back into her wet, quivering pussy.

“Fuck me, Keiji,” she urged, her hips rolling, pulling him deeper inside of her.

“Fuck,” he snarled, knowing if he kept being so loud he’d wake the others and they’d join in. Right now, he just wanted to have this time with her to himself.

The pleasure was majestic. Something he’d only ever experienced with Taichi. He was powerless to stop himself, he fucked her with short, hard thrusts. So hard his balls ached from slapping against her ass. Leaning down, he captured the hard-tipped point of her nipple, drawing into his mouth and suckling on it.

Natasha groaned, lifting her hips to take even more of him and his demon, whom he had kept back, surged forward, wanting to claim its bonded.

“Shit…fuck…,” He groaned against her breast as he felt his dick get even bigger and harder. Natasha moaned, thankfully, with pleasure.

Some warning, for both of us, would’ve been nice, asshole. Keiji swore he heard his demon chuckle in his head. His gaze found hers. Keiji saw his demon reflected in the depths of her eyes, but he also saw love, pleasure, and acceptance. A part of him relaxed, knowing she wanted both halves of him.

His demon took over, rutting into Natasha so hard he worried she’d be hurt. The table she laid on screeched as it moved across the tile floor, thanks to the forceful thrusts. It hit the other wall with a bang.

Dammit, that was going to leave a mark and give Taichi something to bitch about when he woke up. The demon didn’t give a shit though, and it didn’t stop him from pounding into her even harder.

“Cum on my cock, hachidori,” he demanded, needing to feel what he knew Taichi experienced last night inside of their mate.

“Keiji,” she cried. “Oh … I’m—”

The demon reared back, impatient his demand wasn’t met quick enough. He gripped her hip with one hand on her hip while he spread the lips of her sex and using his thumb and forefinger of his other hand and began to milk her swollen clit.

Natasha screamed, her pussy fluttering around his thrusting cock and then he felt her release wash over his cock.

Keiji moaned.

At first it was like a million rain drops fell on him, then her cream coated him. It seared his cock while the muscles flexed and rippled milking him for everything she had. His breath left him on a rush. The demon didn’t stop though. He fucked her through the release, as he throat chanted. The air around them snapped with electricity. Fire licked at his spine. He physically hurt from the sheer will of him not emptying himself in his bonded.

“Fuck, that’s good.” His gaze dropping to where his dick moved in and out of her. It was wet, and shiny with her sticky release.

Because Taichi branded her last night, she was better prepared this time. She hissed, bucked her hips, and came all over his dick again as his mark began to appear over her left breast. The demon was fascinated by it, watching as it was etched permanently on her skin.

It was sexy as fuck

The release he had been struggling to hold back, broke through. Pleasure rolled down his back, his balls drew up against his body and he swore his toes curled into the floor. “Hachidori.” He grunted with each spurt of cum exploding from his dick. It hurt so good to unload. His body jerked and his ass clenched as he filled her.

He didn’t know how long he stood there, but it felt like forever as he continued to throb. His knees weakened, and Keiji toppled forward careful not to hurt his bonded. Their breaths came in heaving pants as they tried to recover the intense session.

Natasha’s fingers burying into his hair brought him out of his post-coitus haze. Keiji lifted his upper body while keeping his still hard dick inside of her, and his gaze searched her face.

“Wow,” she whispered. “I’m going to need to start taking my vitamins to keep up with you guys.”

He chuckled.

“Wait … do dhampirs even take them?”

“No, hachidori, you get them when you feed.” He pushed a wayward strand of hair off her face. Both their bodies were covered in a fine shine of sweat, and soon he suspected Natasha would start to get uncomfortable on the hard-wooden table. “Which you should’ve done while we were bonding.”

Natasha shrugged. “It’s still all new to me. The last thing I’m thinking about is sticking my teeth into your neck to suck your blood.”

“I’m just as guilty. I should’ve reminded you. Next time.” He shifted his hips and pulled out. His dick jerked again and another pearl of clear fluid leaked from his tip. “When Maël wakes, you must feed though,”

She nodded. “You really think they’re both still sleeping?”

“Doubt it. They’re more than likely in bed with raging hard-ons,” he joked.

“Um.” She wiggled her brows. “That could be fun.”

“Yes, it could be.” He winked. A warm feeling of love rush over him at her laughter. “And possible.” Keiji gestured till his still hard dick.

“You have more stamina than the energizer bunny. Is that normal?” She wrapped her dainty hand around his engorged flesh and squeezed.

Keiji’s ass clenched and he flexed his hips, shoving his cock deeper into her grasp. He palmed his balls and tugged, trying to gain some control back from the beast within him. “Paranormal beings don’t have the same issues as humans, the poor bastards. We often can stay hard after a release.” He closed his eyes. “Right now, the demon is pissed I pulled out. I guess he wasn’t done coming inside you.”

She gasped. The smell of her simmering arousal intensified. “Interesting.”

“Since I haven’t heard them moving in there, how about we finish up breakfast, wake them up, feed them and then you can feed from Maël.”

“It’ll be easier when I learn more control and am able to do so from you and Taichi,’ she said.

“Yes. Especially during our bonding. It is my understanding that you feeding from us while finding our climaxes together is fucking amazing.”

“We’ll work on that,” she said before hopping off the table.

Keiji fought back a groan as he noticed a trail of his cum and her juices trailing down her inner thigh. “If you want to set Taichi off, I’d suggest not showering right away. His demon will love the fact that you smell of the both of us.”

“Kinky,” she said softly.

“Oh, you have no idea, hachidori.”

“You two done in the kitchen?” Maël called from the hallway.

Natasha broke out into a fit of giggles at them being caught.

“Yes,” Keiji grumbled. “You could have come in.”

 

Both Taichi and Maël appeared in the doorway. Keiji didn’t miss the look in Taichi’s eyes; it was filled with desire and good old fashion lust.

“Truth be told, we’ve been up since the moment you went down on her,” Maël admitted. He moved his thumb between him and Taichi. “We watched you brand her. It was fucking hot.”

Keiji’s gaze dropped to his lover’s groin, seeing his erection tenting the silky basketball shorts.

Maël reached out, pulling Natasha into his arms unceremoniously. “She needs to feed. And it’s more comfortable to do it laying down,” he said calling over his shoulder as he took their mate back down the hallway toward the bedroom.

“Breakfast can wait,” Taichi growled, before capturing Keiji’s hand and all but dragging him down the same path Maël just took.

When they entered the room, Natasha and Maël were already on the chaise lounge, and she was eagerly feeding from the male vampire.

Taichi stared down at him. Desire and lust burned in his gaze as he straddled Keiji’s lap. He sought relief, both of them knew it. Taichi wrapped his hand around both of their dicks and began to stroke them with long, hard pulls. The way his tip leaked all over Keiji had him ready to fuck.

Dinner sounded much better than breakfast or lunch, anyway.