Free Nightlord Lover by Kathy Kulig Page B

about how seductive these two were. The curve of breasts rose above
the neckline of her sweater. Each breath brought them closer to his body. She
felt his arousal hard against her sex and ached to pull him inside her.
    “Still think it’s a magician’s trick?” Garrick asked.
    “No.”
    Garrick felt so good, so hot. Whatever he had in mind she
wanted. Was it the power he had over her that was driving her desire? She didn’t
care. She desperately wanted him, wanted both of them. And she had never craved
anyone that desperately before. Groaning, she wrapped her arms around him,
feeling his weight ease over her like a warm blanket.
    “Mmm. Much better,” Garrick murmured.
    Ramon reclined on his side next to them. “Need more proof?”
Ramon asked. “I hope not because I’m drained.”
    “What are you?” She knew what he would say but didn’t want
to hear the word.
    “This town and many towns like it have coexisted with
mortals and vampires for centuries.” Garrick’s mouth nibbled at her ear, making
her shiver. At the same time Ramon’s fingers did a teasing dance along her rib cage
close to her breast. She so wanted him to touch her there, everywhere.
    She sucked in a breath to steady her words. It didn’t help. “Th-the
obvious question is, are you going to take my blood or fuck me?”
    “Both,” Garrick and Ramon answered together.
    “If you permit it,” Garrick amended. “Unlike the others in
the Guild, we prefer our crimson swans to agree and not be forced into this
commitment.”
    “What if I agree, then what?”
    On his knees, Ramon slid her sweater up to her bra and
kissed and licked her stomach. Somehow the clasp of her bra opened and both bra
and sweater disappeared. Hands and mouths found her breasts and nipples, both
men attending her. “You’ll be protected and your business will thrive.”
    “How can you guarantee that?”
    “You’ll see, babe,” Ramon said as his hand slid inside her
jeans, fingering her clit.
    “With both of us claiming you, the protection will be
greater,” Garrick explained. “But you and this property are wanted by many.
There’s still a risk until you’re marked.”
    “Then why don’t you mark me? Whatever that is.”
    “We’ll talk more about that later,” Garrick said. “It
requires a permanent commitment, one not all mortals are able to give. And you’ll
have to choose one of us.”
    She nodded. Noting all that was said would take time to
adjust. “Have you used your powers on me to make me accept this?”
    “Only enough to allow you to understand our world, not to
influence your decision,” Ramon said. He eased his hand out of her jeans and
she groaned because it felt so good. “You always have free will with us.”
    Curiosity and libido were overriding her common sense at the
moment. She was going to have sex with two men, something she had never done
before. Actually, sex with two vampires, and then they’d what? Take a blood
offering? Or would they do it first? She tried not to think about that too much
and remembered what Jordan had raved about crimson swans experiencing exquisite
rapture and intense sensual fire. Jordan better be right. “Okay, I agree for
now.”
    Garrick leaned back and allowed Ramon to ease closer to
Larissa. He brushed a kiss to her lips then slid his mouth to her neck. A giddy
sense of anticipation coiled in her chest. No fear. Why wasn’t she afraid? His
tongue moistened her skin and she shivered. “Good to hear, babe, because my
encounter with those bitches took the life out of me. I need sustenance. I need
you.”
    “What did they—” The pain in her neck was sharp and intense,
followed by another sharp sting on the other side. Her vision blurred.
Instantly the pain turned to a throbbing pleasure more powerful than any orgasm
she ever had. Leg muscles tightened, her womb clenched at air as if attempting
to tighten around a cock that wasn’t there. Hands squeezed her breasts. Her
body quivered as if a