Free Bondmate by J.J. Lore Page B

joined
hers, and he arched back slightly, opening her legs to Mateen’s view as he
crouched in front of them. Hot sizzles began to spark along her nerves, and she
surrendered, her muscles twitching as an orgasm slammed through her. She lolled
back, supported by Bynton as everything in her tightened and released bliss.
    She
disappeared into herself for a few moments, then came back to feel broad hands
stroking her trembling thighs. Mateen smiled up at
her, the most relaxed-looking she’d ever seen him. Bynton’s softening cock slid from her body, and she writhed in their hands, everything
so sensitized she could have sworn she sensed molecules of air on her skin.
    Mateen
moved against her leg, and she looked down at him nuzzling along her inner
thigh. His long hair tickled her, and she shivered as his mouth latched on just
below the juncture of her thigh and her pussy. A pinprick of pain brought her
out of her haze, and she moved her leg away to find two small holes marring her
skin.
    “What
did you do?”
    Mateen
looked up, his lips parting, and she saw two sharp fangs protruding. He ran his
tongue across them, and they slid back. She should have been frightened, should
have tensed and tried to flee such a sight, but she was merely curious,
accepting of what they needed from her.
    “We
should have warned you,” Mateen said as he stroked
his thumb across the mark he’d made on her thigh.
    “Apologies,
Avanelle. We differ from human males in this as well.” Byn spoke up from behind her and touched her neck. She realized he’d bitten her
there moments before. Why? “It’s
another way our bodies respond to bonding. Our tesak ,
ah, fangs descend to gather some of your essence.”
    “My blood?”
    “A small amount. You are welcome
to bite us in return.” Bynton’s voice held a hint of
a laugh.
    “Maybe
later,” Avanelle whispered, still too overwhelmed by
her physical reactions to care all that much. Each spot where they’d bitten
throbbed pleasantly, tingling like a tiny orgasm had bloomed there.
    With
gentle movements, Mateen helped her stand, then positioned her on the bed next to a clearly sated Bynton, who curled a strong
arm over her belly. Mateen went to the bathroom and returned with a warm, wet
cloth. He spread her legs again, cleaning her with slow, soft strokes. By then
Bynton was moving, urging her further up on the bed where he pulled her to his
side, pushing the wet hair out of her face and off her shoulders.
    He
whispered her name and kissed her for the first time. Just as she relaxed into
him, Mateen rolled in to press against her back, his skin hot over hard
muscles. They breathed together for a moment. She wondered if they were
savoring the experience as much as she was. It had gone beyond sex, beyond
kink, into something primal, like some code in her DNA suddenly activated. She
felt like she might be levitating.
    Mateen
kissed her shoulder, and she twisted her head to look at him. He stroked his
fingertips along her arm. “That was not too uncomfortable for you, was it? When Byn and I looked over the possible configurations, it
seemed that was best suited to our desires.”
    “You
have a catalog of sex positions?”
    “We
do. We’ve studied it, and human female physiology, in preparation for this
moment. I hope we pleased you this first time. I’m sure with practice we will
become much more skilled.”
    Avanelle’s
mind whirled as Mateen again kissed her shoulder, then her neck where Bynton had bitten her. Bynton stroked her breasts, then pressed a fingertip to her punctured thigh. “Was this
your first time?”
    “Of
course,” Mateen rumbled, his hand now measuring her
hip.
    “And
it was better than any fantasy I’d had.” Bynton grinned at her.
    How was it possible these virile, powerful, sexy men had
never had sex before? “I don’t
understand. You were virgins?”
    “Technically,
yes,” Mateen agreed. “Why does that surprise you?”
    She
shrugged, unable to articulate her