Free Claiming Emerald by Kat Barrett

Em feared that her flesh was already cooling. The reaction of Rory’s blood was only temporary and by morning it would be completely gone.
    Russell picked up the pace, matching Salt’s thrusts. The force of their inner concussion rocked her forward and back, her mouth sealed tightly around Rory. He was obviously enjoying the thrusts, his dick now rock stiff. He was rubbing the sides of her head, rolling his hips in tune with her body. Salt reached up, his hands engulfing her breasts. He massaged the flesh, sending small zingers of pain along with the delight of his slightly harsh caress. Russell was rubbing the cheeks of her ass, molding the skin with his palms.
    Em’s cunt was building slowly. The need was growing into a demanding desire stoked by the flames of friction. She wanted it, needed it. Rumbles of sound emanated from deep in her throat, to express her enjoyment, and Salt quickened his thrust. He gained speed as well as intensity, filling and releasing her in a blur of movement. Russell couldn’t flash, so he simply slowed, grinding his dick deeply into her and then only moving in minuscule trusts. It was the ultimate in contrast, hot and cold, slow and flash. Em whimpered, her pussy grabbing at Salt, the muscles of her anus tightening around Russell. She quickened the movements of her head, wanting all three of them in sync when she came. Rory growled, arching his back. Em cried out, her cunt clamping tight for a moment of eternal bliss before the explosion came. Salt released his cold cum into her as Russell spurted hot and solid against her muscles. Rory came next, her mouth filling with his fluid as her pussy throbbed around Salt and Russell. Em was jarred by the climax, her hips thrusting, shivers of sensation causing her to jerk with each contraction of inner muscle.
    Rory stepped back. Russell leaned forward and kissed her lower back. Salt reached up and grabbed her face, drawing her down into a kiss. Em swallowed before Salt could part her lips with his tongue. Vampire cum had no taste, but she didn’t want it dribbling into Salt’s mouth while he kissed her.
    He made the kiss long and lingering, his tongue touching and caressing hers like a soft whisper of sound. His lips were silky, his hair soft as Em crushed it with her fingers. She wanted to remember the feel of it. Needed to remember with a desperation that confirmed her fears that it might be a long time before she saw any of them again.

Chapter 7
     
    Em was exhausted as she tugged on her jeans. She was shivering again, so cold it was wracking her body with the intensity of it. Rory had given her more of his blood, but it had done no good. She needed Joel. She needed Vidar.
    Salt held her shirt out so she didn’t have to struggle to get it on. “I had a bad dream last night.”
    “Do I want to hear it?”
    “Probably not.”
    “I assure you that it was no worse than mine. I have no illusions about how cruel the governors can be. I just don’t see how I can spend eternity as I am now.”
    Rory lifted her in his arms, his mouth finding hers. He kissed her with a desperation found in the moments before her parting. When he pulled back, she stroked his cheek. “I wish there was another way, Rory.”
    “Yeah, me, too. I went to Joel’s room last night and went through every one of his books. I couldn’t find anything.”
    “I know you did. I rolled over and you were gone. It made me realize how empty our bed is going to be. Forget what I said last night. Ignore everything they say to you and come back. If it means fucking them, then do it. I don’t care what it takes, just come back to us.”
    Em nodded. “I have every intention of doing that. I love you so much. You gave me life without the agony of starvation. You gave me love that I didn’t know you were capable of. You taught me your ways and I adore them. I don’t mind if you fill the void in my absence.”
    He lowered his eyes, slowly shaking his head. “I no longer have a