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Lach pulls his fingers free and does something that makes megasp. He stares for a moment at his fingers, coated in the cream of my arousal.Then he shoves those fingers into his mouth and licks them clean.

“He thinks you taste good.” Shim’s hands are once again onmy breasts.

“He knows you taste good,” Lach says.

I shake my head. They’re wasting time. The fire is building.“Please. Touch me.”

Lach settles himself between my legs. “I will, love. I’lltouch you. I’ll make you come. I studied. I learned everything just for you.”

I’m about to protest again, but he leans over, his wholebody on the bed, torso down. His face is close to my pussy. I can’t imaginewhat he’s planning and then he licks me.

What a feeling. Perfection. Arousal swells, puffing up mypussy, my clit poking out of its hood and throbbing for his touch. He strokesme, a long lick of his tongue that lights up every inch of my pussy. He spearsme with his tongue. It’s like a cock. He’s fucking me, but with his tongue,tasting my essence. It’s so intimate. I’m on his tongue. He’s in my pussy.

Lachlan licks and sucks and lights me up like a firefly pulsingwith energy and life. He holds me down, his hands on my thighs, pressing themopen. Shim holds my arms, keeping me still for his brother’s tasting. And Lachfeasts. His tongue is everywhere. He sucks at my labial lips, lavishingaffection there. He runs his nose along my pussy, breathing deeply as though hewants to inhale me, to make me his every breath.

But as he breathes me in, I lose my own breath. It feels sogood, that soft but strong tongue delving deep and then worrying my clitoris.

Something sharp scrapes against my neck. Shim. He squeezesmy nipples to just the right side of pain. “Do you like the way he eats yourpussy?”

Such a dirty phrase and yet it sounds good to my ears. I’mLachlan’s feast, my pussy a sweet treat for his tongue. “Yes. I love it. Itfeels so good.”

“He’s going to make you suck his cock, love. He’s going toput that monster to your lips and make you lick and suck him and swallow himdown. Do you remember what cum is?”

He explained it to me in a dream, but I also heard thevillage women speak of it. “It’s white. It seeps from a man’s cock.”

Lach noses me, making a low groan.

“Yes,” Shim says as I feel that scraping against my skin. Itmakes me shiver and moan. “It’s what a man injects into his mate during sex.It’s what we want to give you. It’s what will make you pregnant. We’re going tolove tasting your sweet cream, but we’ll want you to taste us, too. You’ll suckour cocks, let us shoot our cum deep inside you.”

His words are intoxicating. I want to do exactly what he says.I want to taste them. It seems such a foreign idea, but the intimacy of havingmy Dark Ones in my mouth, in my pussy, is overwhelming.

Lachlan uses his fingers now. Strong digits stretch me andmove inside me while his tongue licks at my clit. “She tastes so good. She’smaking me crazy.” He nuzzles my inner thigh. “Gods, brother, I can hear theblood. She has a vein right here. We can feed from our mate and smell it whenshe comes.”

Their mother. They mentioned their mother was a vampire. Howcan that be true? It doesn’t matter. The drug flares in my system and all Iwant is to come again, to quench the fire. Shim’s tongue licks a line of puresensation from the base of my neck to my earlobe.

“I want to taste your juice, too. But that’s not the onlything I want to taste, a chumann,” Shim says. “Make her come, brother,so I can have my time.”

Lach sucks my clit into his mouth and I go flying. It’sstronger this time. The drug seems almost banished from my system, but I knowit will come again. I will feel the ache and the fire, but I’m no longerafraid. My Dark Ones are here. They will care for me. They will give me what Ineed to fight the ache.

Lach kisses my pussy one last time before getting to hisknees. His cock bobs, standing straight up, almost touching his navel. Thosefangs are out, but now I’m not afraid of those, either. Now they just make melook feral and magnificent.

I feel so good, but it’s already building again, a tiny,hurtful flame that will engulf me once more. How long can I endure it?

Shim turns me, moving my body until I look into his perfectface. I can’t see Lach, but Shim holds me fast.

“Now it’s my turn for a taste.” He licks his fangs as I getlost in his never-ending eyes.

ChapterEighteen

Shim

I feel it the moment I catch her. My eyes widen, myvision expanding and shrinking at the same time. I can tell the expansion ishappening because my peripheral vision widens, but it doesn’t matter because myfocus shrinks to one thing and one thing only. Bronwyn.

I open that place deep inside—the royal vampire’s legacy. Idraw my prey in, a primal part of me calling to her. It’s how a royal feeds. Aroyal doesn’t drag down his prey. A royal makes the prey beg for his bite.

“What’s happening?” Bron’s voice sounds half strangled inher throat.

I can hear her heart beating like the fast-running metronomein my old vampire tutor’s piano lessons. I mastered the piano with ease, butLach threatened to take an axe to the damn thing. Thud. Thud. Thud. Aseductive beat promising nourishment for more than my body. Bronwyn’s bloodwill fill my soul.