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consensual.”
    Dan licked his lips. “What’s the word
I’m supposed to listen out for?”
    My nether regions flexed in
anticipation. My sexy Marlboro Man was in. “Sharkbait.”
    “All right then.”
    Dan stepped close to me. Grabbing a
handful of my hair, he pulled my head back, putting me in the
perfect position for his kiss. His mouth closed over mine and
worked my lips apart. His warm tongue plunged into my mouth,
tasting me as deeply as he could. The force of his lips was
bruising and I moaned at the possession.
    Tristan went back to my breasts, his
mouth mauling me as his fingers found my secret flesh once more. He
investigated the petals of my sex, tracing delicately over the
folds. I couldn’t help but respond to his educated touch. My hips
jerked as I instinctively rubbed against the delightful
contact.
    With a sharp crack, stinging pain
warmed my backside, radiating to heat my inner regions. “Stay
still,” Tristan warned.
    Dan jerked away from our kiss at the
sound of the slap. He stared into my face, waiting to see how I
would react to the discipline.
    “I’m sorry, Sir,” I whispered,
softening even more as the smart made my insides tumble. Tristan
was very powerful indeed. It made me feel safe.

    At the husky excitement in my voice,
Dan’s wariness disappeared, and his eyes darkened. His mouth
descended on mine again with greater force than before.
    Tristan’s fingers teased at the opening
to my womanhood while his thumb traced lazy circles around my clit.
A deep, wonderful throbbing joined the jolts of desire pulsing
through my core. I trembled, but kept still for my masters’
pleasure. It wasn’t easy. I ached to run eager hands all over the
strong bodies before me, to rub myself against Tristan’s
knowledgeable hands and make him touch me where it felt best. Need
grew by leaps and bounds, suffusing every molecule of my
being.
    When Dan’s kiss ended, leaving my lips
swollen and throbbing, Tristan commanded, “Lie on your
back.”
    I did so, feeling the table’s hard
wooden surface beneath my body. Both men were now naked, and my
gaze raked over their very delightful topographies. Tristan’s
smooth body boasted lean muscle, as gorgeous as any Chippendale
dancer who ever graced a stage. Dan looked just as yummy; slightly
bulkier with a sprinkling of dark chest hair. And below the
equators, each man sported all a girl could want. Much more than a
mouthful, thick and ready for pleasure. I couldn’t wait to be
filled by both.
    “I’d like to continue to explore her
here,” Tristan told Dan, bending my knees up and out. “Hold
yourself open for me,” he ordered me.
    I gripped my legs below the knees,
exposing myself for their inspection. I whimpered as the vampire
leader spread the lips of my slit.
    “She’s so wet.” Dan licked his lips.
“You’re gorgeous, Brandilynn.”
    “Thank you, Sir.”
    “I think I want to feel that mouth on
me.”
    “Oh yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
    They arranged me to their satisfaction,
with my head dipped backwards off the edge of the table so Dan
could take advantage of my mouth. Tristan leaned over the opposite
edge, easily able to bend his face to my mound, should he so
choose.
    “Let’s see what you can do, baby girl,”
Dan whispered as he brought his groin near my face.
    Tristan’s hands were already busy on my
sex again, bringing all my senses alive as I whirled my tongue over
the purpled head of Dan’s cock. He rewarded me with a bead of salty
fluid, which I promptly accepted. I rolled the salty sweetness over
my tongue before swallowing it with a sigh of pleasure.
    Tristan ran a finger up and down one
side of my clit, teasing it unmercifully with the lightest of
touches. I couldn’t stop the lower half of my body from shuddering
in reaction.
    I mouthed the head of Dan’s cock,
whipping my tongue back and forth across and over the opening,
trying to coax more of his honey out. I sucked hard on his flesh,
my cheeks caving in with the effort.