Paranormal Romance: Chosen By Two Vampires (New Adult Threesome Vampire Romance Short Stories MFM Menage MMF Alpha)

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Author: A.J. Lewis
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spread throughout her body.  She felt in she was in danger.  But it was danger so delicious she hurried towards it.  She knew now there was nothing she could do to prevent it and so she went on like a barrel bobbling towards the edge of the falls. 
    He pushed his forefinger and thumb into her throat, bringing a hard arrow of pleasure straight into her center.
    “What is this mad spell have you put on me?” Jenny found herself asking in a husky and low whisper. The sound reverberated beneath his hand.
    Razvan gazed deeply into her eyes. “The very same spell that you have cast on me.” His fingers moved up to her chin then her cheeks.  Then he gently massaged her eyelids, ever so delicately moving her eyeballs so that he came in and out of focus.  
    With the other hand he reached down over her neck and let it play on her chest.  He cupped her breasts, sighing in delight.
    “Your breasts are absolutely divine,” he whispered.  His joy was so real and unconfined, Jenny almost laughed.  Not once in her life had she ever considered her breasts divine.  Tom had never said as much and in that very moment Razvan had done what no man had done before and let a lifetime of concern about her body slip away as easily as he had taken her out of her clothes.   She raised her head to watch as he licked her nipples hungrily like a man consumed by a terrible hunger.
    His tongue flicking desperately over her nipples seemed to flick a switch inside her and she could feel herself warming under his touch.   His hand played upon her belly and beneath her skin another hand seemed to grip her insides with a warm hold.  Razvan lavished himself upon her body.  She breathed him in and the bittersweet scent of him flooded through her.
    And now his fingers had reached between her legs.
    “Take me how you wish,” she heard herself whisper.  His face was down near hers now and his breath bore down hot in her ear.
    “Be in me now,” she told him.  He stood back from her so that he was in front of the window and in the shadow of the moon he freed himself from clothes and stood over her taking in the image of her naked body laud out before him.
    And then he fell upon her like a pack of wolves from the mountains of his homeland.  It seemed to Jenny as if she were being devoured by lust, course and primeval.  It was red I tooth and claw and she went with it, desperately clinging onto the bed sheets as he rode her through the moonlit night.
    And they were on the pathway that was made for only them.  They were out in the wildness of the forests, far from the present, a place were no time existed, were all Jenny's memories and references were lost in the swirling pool she found herself.  She had no past behind her and no future ahead. There was nothing but him and he filled her completely.  Sensation was everything.  Wild and thrilling sensation that made her claw the sheets and twist her neck.  Sensation destroyed everything else until it was all she was and she existed in feeling alone.  The feeling swelled in her as is she were a ship tossed around on an ocean of pleasure. And she saw in that moment the very seas he had come one.  There limbs slid against each other, slickly covered with sweat and they performed the mad, involuntary dance as only as man.
    His thrusts came cautiously at first as he gauged the sensation, the effect upon her body.  Then, as she responded, he thrust again, harder and with a devilish urgency.  And then he was gone, careening off into the dark wild lands of eternity.  And she beneath him in that terrifying moment that showed her all her life and all life everywhere could be distilled down to these heart-pounding minutes in which her body responded to its deepest mechanisms.  These moment where their lives, their whole existences, bodies, minds, imaginations, DNA, crashed into each other, he like an enormous wave upon her beach. 
    He foamed and boiled in his furious passion and they lived

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