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. A little faster, she said, shifting me to the right spot and grinding against my mouth, rhythmically in time to some internal pleasure pulse.Behind me, Irene chuckled. There are so many ways a lady could interpret that statement. Fangs out, she stalked to where I knelt at the edge ofthe bed upon which Rachel was sprawled, her body flickering as she moved there and back again in rapid succession. Is there room for the brideto cut in or do I have to take a number?Freshly showered ladies have always been a turn-on for me.I stood up, watching as Irene surveyed her options.She placed a proprietary handon Rachel s thigh and Rachel winced. Too sore for seconds? Not if you give me a few minutes, Rachel said, a little short of breath. I can t  Her words vanished, cut off by a cry of surprise as Irene wentfrom standing to kneeling, fangs embedding deep in Rachel s thigh. Fuck, Rachel managed, her eyes squinting against the pain. Fuck.Fuck.Fuck! Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, but she gritted herteeth and let Irene finish.When Irene pulled away, a line of crimson trailed from her chin across Rachel s sex. I want what I want, Irene said, eyes locked with Rachel s. But I ll make it up to you. She lowered her head to the same task I d been performing,and my mind was blown yet again.It seemed wrong to me, to see two girls like that, but to be married to one of them and have permission to sleepwith both of them.I won t say that made it right, but it was new enough that right wasn t exactly high on my list of priorities.I want what I want.I heard the words again in my head, and they sounded familiar.I d heard them before, but in another place.I remembered being angry.Was it inCalifornia? Damn it, Irene, I recalled shouting, you can t act like this.I won t stand for it. Babe? Irene stared up at me from between Rachel s spread legs.She waggled her behind at me, reaching back and running her fingernailsalong the wetness of her sex. You going to join us or are you having fun watching the show? Both. I blinked away the memory, momentarily overcome by the scent of cinnamon.I don t think cinnamon was as popular the last time I washere.Either that or the German occupation had put a crimp on the supply.I succumbed to Irene s beckoning and she resumed her  apology toRachel while I mounted Irene from behind.Warm from the shower and sustained by the feeding, Irene felt hot and welcoming, like a living woman, lacking only the heartbeat.As I moved tocompletion, so did Rachel, her grunts echoing mine.Even separated as we were, a connection was there, deep and primal, as if she wereresponding to my thrusts more than Irene.I came in a series of rapid thrusts, gasping for breath, heart roaring to life in my chest, beating faster than I remembered, a runaway pounding oflong-dead circulatory muscle.Sagging against Irene, I frowned when she pushed me away. And you say that always happens now? I asked. The heartbeat? Uh-huh.My turn, she said, tugging Rachel from the bed and flopping down in the still-warm spot where Rachel had lain. I may be done, I said.Rachel smiled at me. Oh, I think you ve got a little more to give.Surprised to find that she was right, I waited for my heartbeat to fade, then took up my same role, but with Rachel in the middle.If Irene had feltgood, Rachel felt like coming home after a long day to all your favorite things, scalding my skin with the heat of her flesh and gripping me tight,craving me even though her hands and attention seemed to be elsewhere.When Irene climaxed, Rachel and I kept going, falling to the floor with me still on top as she turned her head back and I leaned down to kiss her.She tasted like cinnamon, really tasted, and as we came again together, I heard her voice in my head, or maybe it was a whisper.We don t need her, the voice said, she s cold and dead and I m alive and yours.I bit down on Rachel s neck, and her body was warm and hot spicy hot, not just heat.My heart pounded to life again and I clutched at herbreasts, pulling her up with me as I stood, taking her against the wall, where I continued to thrust.I just had time to catch my breath as it faded away [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]