Christy claimed all of Matt's attention, settling over him, her breasts brushing against his chest, her thighs straddling him. They were both clothed, but the small barrier of fabric only heightened the sensations.
With each kiss, Matt felt himself rising out of the fog that had enveloped his mind. Still, the whole encounter had a dreamlike quality, like something he wished for but knew he could no longer have. Yet, here he was. Even more importantly, here she was, in his arms, kissing him with real affection.
«Christy,» Matt whispered as she pulled back and tugged her stretchy top over her head. Her breasts were bare beneath, a beacon to his hungry gaze. «You're beautiful, sweetheart. So beautiful.»
She smiled and moved away, standing at the bedside. Matt was confused as he saw two hands come around her waist from behind. Then he remembered. Sebastian.
The vampire wasn't pulling her away. On the contrary, he unbuttoned and unzipped his lady's jeans, and pushed them down her long legs along with her lacy underwear. Sebastian's hands guided her toward Matt again and she undressed him as if he were a child. Matt didn't mind one bit. He still felt weak, but he enjoyed the feel of her delicate fingers running over his skin, undoing his buttons, unzipping him. All the while he watched her sway, the gentle bouncing of her breasts enchanted him. He reached out to hold her when he was finally as naked as she, touching her smooth skin and caressing her nipples with eager hands.
«Kiss him, Christy,» Sebastian coached from the bedside. «Let him sip from your mouth. Any fluid from our kind-except blood-will strengthen a were's natural healing.»
Christy wondered what vampire blood would do to a werecougar, but left the question for another time. Things were getting too hot and heavy between her and Matt to let logic interfere. Just knowing Sebastian was there, watching, approving, coaching…it made this act of love all that much sexier.
Making love to Matt was no hardship, though in truth, all she needed in her life was Sebastian-now and forever. But Matt was a special case. He'd been there at the beginning of their relationship and she knew they both hoped he'd be around for a long time to come.
Christy had felt deep, numbing fear when Cameron said Matt might never be the same after biting the evil mage. If there was anything-anything-she could to do help him, she'd do it. Giving him pleasure while he pleasured her in return was little enough to ask, except that she knew it was hard on Sebastian.
She'd felt a little twang of fear until she'd searched his mind. He'd helped her come to terms with her own mixed emotions on the topic. They were joined so fully at times, they shared thoughts, emotions, and even opinions. They both loved Matt for the special friend he was. They didn't want to see him impaired when they might be able to help him.
And so here they were.
Christy opened up her mind enough to know that Sebastian was more than enjoying watching Matt lick her nipples. She shared the feel of it with Sebastian in the shared playground of their minds and knew he was growing more aroused by the second. She'd have to get as much of her essence into Matt as quickly as possible because Sebastian wasn't going to wait long to claim her. Nor could she wait for the possession she'd come to crave.
Christy reached down to stroke Matt's aroused cock, wanting him to enjoy every moment of his «medicine». She kissed him, enjoying the control he let her have for the first time over their kisses. She wasn't used to taking the lead in lovemaking. If Matt had been his usual self, he'd probably be too much of an Alpha to let her call the shots for long, but she was enjoying this short interlude immensely.
She turned on the bed to straddle his face while taking his thick cock between her lips. A moment later she felt that long were tongue of his lapping at her clit and swirling its way up her passage. Her body was on fire with the sensation. Werefolk-at least cougars, judging by Matt-had talented tongues.
«Is he drinking your honey, Christina? Lapping at your cream like a good little cat?» Sebastian's eyes locked with hers from a few feet away. He'd pulled a chair over to the side of the bed, sitting, watching with a perfect view of all the action. «Does it feel good?»
She moaned and let him feel through their link a fraction of the need Matt was firing in her blood. Matt groaned too.
Sebastian was startled enough to send out a quick mental probe. Matt's link with them was stronger than ever. It seemed to grow with proximity and they couldn't get any closer than they were now. Well, not unless they were both inside Christina at the same time.
Which could be arranged.
Sebastian thought through the wicked possibilities. They'd done it once before, of course, but only once, and that episode had been overshadowed by the monumental occasion of their joining. Sebastian had always been adventurous sexually and he was glad to find his mate was open for new experiences as well. He could read how excited she was at the ideas running through their shared mind. Excited, but still a tad shy, to be sure. Just the way he liked her.
They could spend centuries together exploring all the different ways he wanted to take her, the ways he wanted her to take him, and all the possibilities in between. They would have a glorious life together, but none of that would be possible, of course, if the Venifucus had their way. Matt was a vital part of keeping them all alive. Every supernatural life was precious, but Matt's even more so for the goodness he'd already proven was in his heart, and the valor he'd shown in battle. He was a selfless man, with a pure soul. And apparently, a very talented tongue.
Christina writhed over him, her body undulating in sinuous moves that made Sebastian's cock stand at attention. Matt was also hard and benefiting from the wet warmth of her mouth. How Sebastian envied the young were at that moment, but the beauty of it was, he knew he'd be feeling her mouth again soon-and that he could do so any night for the rest of their long lives together. He could spare the werecougar who'd saved their lives this moment in time.
Christina met Sebastian's gaze as she went down on Matt. He'd never seen anything sexier. She was the most sultry, tempting, yet innocent seductress he'd ever had the good fortune to meet. Without even trying, she had him harder than a flagpole.
«Suck him, love. Make him come.» Sebastian couldn't help the order that spilled from his lips. Christina might think she was in charge of this little show, but he knew how she liked to be dominated sexually. Her pupils flared with excitement at his words, proving he was right.
She redoubled her efforts and Sebastian could smell the increased excitement in the air. Matt needed her honey. It was one of the few ways she could pass some of their healing to him without putting him in even greater danger.
And they both needed to get off. The energies were still murky from Matt, but getting stronger. Vampires fed off the sexual energies of their prey. Sebastian could gauge a mortal's level of health from the pulsing of their energy in a situation like this. He'd had centuries to perfect his observations and a quick glance told him Matt was still suffering the effects of the tainted blood.
It was a testament to Matt's strength that he hadn't been in even worse condition. Such evil blood could have killed a vampire-or turned him into a demon-in short order, had he been foolish enough to drink from Mario. Matt was caught in a haze while his energy was sapped by the contagion, but with each lick of Christina's tasty cream, he grew stronger.
He needed to come-repeatedly-for the taint to leave him altogether. And so did Christina. For Matt. And for them all.