AnDrea : Menage a trois in Death Valley Part II

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Menage a trois in Death Valley

Part II

“It's so hot out here, even this late at night.” She breathes out a sigh avoiding the pending question.

“Why else would they name this place Death Valley baby, and I may have a conclusion as to why it may be so fucking hot here…know why?” I push her forward slowly and deliberately while whispering in her ear, leading her where I want her.

“Put those pretty hands flat on the hood of my beloved purring kitten Isabella. She want's you to touch her.”

She looks over her shoulder at me. “That isn’t a reason, and kitten? Really?”

She looks a little miffed and I take a deep breath to contain myself.

“I wasn’t done but since your time was up and you failed to choose one of the options…that only leaves me with the last option I didn’t tell you about.”

“Wait…why didn’t I get to hear the last one?” She attempts to turn and I hold her firmly and still slowly guiding her body as I bend forward with her placing her hands where I want them.

“That is because, I didn’t give it.” My reply is short and clipped.

“Well how come you get another that I didn’t?” her brow furrows.

I smirk and run my nose along her cheek. “Keep these hands flat on this fucking car.” I command in a deep low tone and I continue. “And because my sweet little doe eyed Angel, I dominate you. Not the other way around, that is why, not that I even need a fucking reason, now where the fuck was I?” I inhale her sweet skin and release her wrists when she seems to give in.

“Hot…” she trails of as my fingers caress up and down her arms, moving over and down along her ribs where I stop resting my hands on her hips.

“Oh…yeah...as to that reason why I believe it is so hot around here, is it may be because it is 282 feet below sea level.”

“Why would that make it so hot.” She is getting distracted as my hands move up and around to the front of her bra and I slowly unfasten it, and let it slide off her shoulders, to pool around her feet on the ground. She sucked in a deep breath.

I was getting a very interesting reaction from her.

I reach under cup her breasts and purr against her spine twisting and tweaking her nipples. I drop my voice even lower and speak using my vampire speaking skills as I hiss out, “I think we may have stumbled onto the gateway to hell my sweet naughtyAngel.”

“Yeah?” she has her eyes closed, her panting breath is sweet as it fills the air around me, her head is tilted back.

“Yeah, and if there is one sure fire way to get me into the one place that sounds like all the cool people will spend eternity, we need to make sure we are given unrestricted access.” I tease her, my lips moving along her jaw and I glide my tongue along her smooth warm skin, as it grows warmer in the warm air that surrounds us.

“I think we already have special invitations.” She giggles.

“I don’t want a special invitation. I am not about to be a guest at some other asshole’s party.” I nip her skin, suck it in, and give her a goddamn vampire hickey on her shoulder.

Her body shudders.

“Well then why do you need to make sure we get in?”

“I wanna take over and I always get what I want. You my love are my sure fire way to get in.”

“Why me?”

“Because Demons aren’t meant to fuck Angels Isabella, especially at the fucking gates of hell...so what do you say?"

Before she answers, I cover her mouth and listen. A grin breaks out on my lips.

"Angel baby...we can turn this ménage a trois into a foursome…does my baby wanna play with me??”

“There is no one for miles.” Her voice is breathy as I kiss her bare flesh everywhere my lips can cover.

I smirk. “Wanna bet?”

She inhales. “I don’t smell anything but dust and motor oil.”

“Keep your fucking hands on this hood.” I growl in warning and regretfully move to the center of the road away from her. I still keep my eyes on her. She watches and a moment later off in the horizon, headlights appear. Her eyes dart to the road then back. I swear she wouldn’t be able to control herself if it weren't for me.

“Hands.” I warn as the car approaches faster than they should be traveling.

Only feet away, they slam on their breaks the moment they see us, the shitty car skids sideways stopping inches from me. It is a good thing too…I would have been livid if the fucker got my Armani suit dirty.

I turn to look at the driver.

“Jesus Christ! What the fuck are you doing in the middle of the fucking road in the god damn dark? Don’t you have emergency lights on that thing?” He climbs out slamming his door and walks around stopping in his tracks. His eyes widen as they land on Bella.

“Uh…dude…she isn’t wearing a shirt.” He stares and his thoughts are already getting under my skin.

“Really?” I chuckle. “Hadn’t noticed.” I push my sunglasses back down over my eyes.

“How the fuck can you not notice that?” the tall blonde blue-eyed fucker waves in Isabella's direction as if I am an idiot.

He looks like he was just catching the last greatest wave off the cover of Surfer magazine.

A fucking golden boy. I eye him up and ask, “What’s your name?”

“Excuse me?” His eyes finally peel away from Bella.

“I said,” looking over and checking to make sure her hands stay on the hood when I hear her nails rake over it while her fists are getting antsy.

I cringe.

“Easy there baby.” I whisper. “You damage her, I take every dollar it costs to get her fixed out on that sweet ass of yours.” I call out to her.

She whimpers.

“I can hear you Bella. I can hear the sweet wetness pooling from deep inside of you, it is just about ready to seep out from between those pouty pink bare lips. Your panties are soaked baby…You getting a little wet down there?”

“Oh God.” The human groans out licking his lips, pinching himself to assure he isn’t dreaming.

“Yeah, she looks fucking innocent doesn’t she?” I murmur to stand next to him as we stare at her. I slide my hands in my pocket and smile at the beauty of having her bent over the hood of Cherry in those heels.

“Fuck…that would make a great photo.” I muse.

“Dude…am I interrupting something?” He asks, salivating over Bella.

“Baby…is he interrupting?”

“No Master.”

Blondie’s eyes widen. “Fuck me.” He gasps.

“Sorry Michael. That is only going to happen to me.” I grab his hair yank his head back and sink my teeth into his thin as silk warm flesh.

The thick rush of satisfaction is about to wash down my throat and I stop myself.

I will not drink from another.

Only her.

I grip his shirt tear it and swipe my mouth with it.

“I brought you a gift Angel.” I drag Michael over, lay his body onto the hood in front of her.

I tear off her skirt and panties tossing them off to the side of the road

"I will always provide for you love...ready?” I squeeze her ass once and listen to her whimper with the smell of blood right under her nose.

"Such a good little girl. You behave so well love."

I remove my jacket fold it and lay it inside of the front seat of Cherry. I pull out my shirt untucking it, unbutton my cufflinks, and roll up the sleeves of my white dress shirt, impressed I don't have one drop of blood on it as I walk around to stand behind her.

“Fuck…I wanna taste.” She mewls out.

“I know baby…hang on…” I reach in my pants, grab my cock and stroke it a few times lining up with her very wet swollen pussy.

“Fuck baby I love that you never need to indulge in foreplay every time we fuck. You are always ready.” I position her hips. My cock finds its home already pointing north drooling to be sheathed in heaven.

“Enjoy sweet Angel, drink.” I slam into her as her teeth sink into my previous wound around her dinner's throat.

“That’s it baby good girl. You know you only drink from where my lips have marked for you.” I listen to her throat gulp each hot stream of the most common type of blood down her throat and I only grow harder relishing in the sounds that come from her primal nature.

Next time it will have to be a rare blood type. Grade A choice. It has been a while since I have indulged her.

“Fuck I love pounding into you! Never will fucking hold back again!” I howl as a feral snarl rips out of my lips.

I hear my hood pop under the weight of Goldenboy's dead body and growl at her.

“Bella…don’t fucking lose focus!” I slam into her.

She throws her head back and her long dark curly tresses whip at my face.

“Fuck yeah! Deeper! Faster!” she hisses turning to lock her lips with mine.

I turn my head and deny her.

“Fuck no! You know better Angel!”

“I just want you to kiss me!”

“Not with some other motherfuckers blood on your lips.” Her eyes narrow and she attempts to turn around.

“I am not through with you!” I growl pounding into her locking on to her shoulder with my teeth gently to hold her where I want her.

Her knees are pushing her up the hood and she turns to face me as I fall out of her.

“Bella!” I growl.

She slinks backwards over the roof on her hands and knees.

“You want it? Come get it.” She taunts.

His blood drips out of her lips dotting her chest with various size droplets.

I move to the back of cherry just as she is stepping off the hood.

“Gotcha.” I growl in her hair wrapping my arms around her tightly.

She giggles.

“You want me to kiss you…then turn around and drop to your knees.” I hiss in her ear.

She moves so fast her fist is gripped onto the base of my cock and her throat is massaging the head of it as she bobs up and down with fervor. As if it was the last cock she would ever get to suck on.

“Fucking heaven baby. God you get better at sucking cock every fucking day!”

The wet sounds of her venom and his blood coat me and she laps at me like an insatiable newborn.

“Christ baby…slow….the fuck….d”

Her fingers caress just lightly down over my balls and she plunges all of me down her throat and holds it swallowing against the tender underside of him, the head of it is massaged into submitting to her insatiable thirst and I start to shoot violently down her throat.

“Yes! That’s it baby…his blood may feed you, but I fucking own you!” I growl, reaching out to grab her pulling her up, and throwing her down on the back of cherry climbing onto her, dragging her body up to the roof. I grab her wrists and bring them above her head.

Her eyes are glowing as she whimpers under me grinding up to make some physical contact.

“I know baby…put your feet up flat on my chest.” I command gripping my cock. I tease the wet swollen flesh with the head, reaching down with the other hand to tease her clit, slipping my thumb in deep sinking into silky hot sweetness.

“Keep your hands up there baby.” I circle her wet flesh with my thumb, pull it back out moving to position my throbbing head against her needy pussy.

“Does my baby want it slow and sweet or do you want me to fuck you animal style?" I press my forehead to hers and gaze into her eyes.

“Both…either...I don't care just anything!” she breathes out and I bare my fangs.

“Spread those fucking legs for it!” I demand leaning down, I thrust forward…so ready to just slam into her over and over until my desires are met. My rhythm picks up and I lick my lips so ready to feed. I don’t hesitate to bite into her swollen breast and start to drink down the sweetest blood that only she can give me, while I drill into her hard, fast, and deep.

Every time we fuck any more it seems to steer off in a different direction than that of our original plan and tonight is no exception. All I know is that whenever I drink while I come in her, the sensations fucking out of this fucking world.

We live in the moment, and some of the best moments were not planned. They just fucking happen!

I move in and out of her like a jackhammer, taking what is mine, marking her, claiming her, because…I know she will never understand that I can’t get enough of her. I feed from her every fucking day now, sometimes more than once. She is the only source I will sustain myself from and it is the only way I can show her how much I depend on her without appearing like a pussy whipped motherfucker like Jasper.

She owns my heart and the only one I will ever love this fiercely for eternity.

I unlock my jaw and lick at the wound that brands her as mine. My eyes gaze at the impression of my fangs as they heal before my eyes and when the move up to look into her sated beautiful eyes…I get overcome with every emotion I never experienced before, until I met her.

My heart aches and throbs when she is out of my sight and when I see her again every time…I cannot help that my lips crash into hers to reclaim her.

She doesn’t hesitate to take me any time she wants to drink either, and I love that about her.

She flips us now straddling me just before she lifts up gripping me and holding me where she needs me before she drops her weight down to allow me to sink back into her.

I close my eyes and fight my ire when I hear Cherry’s roof give in to the weight of us under my ass.

“Don’t you fucking do it Isabella.” I growl.

“Sorry…can’t stop now! Fuck!” She replies and slams down on me even harder lost in her own orgasmic haze in need to just get herself off.

I should have known...Cherry be damned when it came to Isabella coming like a pornstar stuck by the worlds largest dick.

I grip her around the waist, her strength this way is stronger and I give in, as she has me at her mercy.

“Mine.” She hisses and I know what is coming.

“Isabella…” my tone is deep with warning but she doesn’t even flinch when her fingers fist in my hair and she pulls my head back as her tongue laps at the scar she marked me with before. She presses her lips to my throat whispering right against my flesh.

I think it is a prayer but I am not sure. Her words are incohearant then, she sinks her teeth in slow letting a low hum vibrate at the bite, while drawing in my venom and blood. It always gets me even harder while she drinks from me. I grab her hips slamming her down on me as I thrust my hips up to meet her tight wet pussy so I can get her off while she indulges in me.

“Gonna make me come baby…so fucking amazing…what the fuck are you doing?”

I grunt and moan out. She drinks so slowly and sensually it has me completely submissive to her and the beast in me is damn near feral and pissed off to a near frenzy to get out. It holds me captive with her feeding on me and the feel of her lips drawing out my own orgasm to prolong it is downright the most pleasurable torture one can endure. My hips buck up driving in my last few thrusts deep as I cry out during the insane pulsing that my cock seems to keep going for so long that I lose focus and just her clamp down around me as I fill her completely.

And right on fucking cue...I nuzzle into her throat and purr like a tamed beast.

She finally pulls away and her red eyes fill with venom. She looks around us. I would swear she looks so fucking scared and when the faint scent of her fear hits my nostrils I still and watch her warily. I am not sure what is up, but I wait for her to speak.

“Edward...baby...you...I mean....God...just promise to never leave me.” Her nearly broken voice silences every thing for miles and the desperation in her voice is clear as a fucking bell.

It is laced with the full scent of her sweet tasting fear.

I stare at her puzzled wondering where this is coming from.

“Promise. If you die…I die Edward…say it!” Her fists tighten in my hair, her eyes burn into mine. Her teeth tightly clenched.

“What are you talking about?” I still her hips and stare up into her frightened eyes. I brush at the lower part of here eyes. Venom that is about to leak out of them spills over some.

“Promise me…if you go to hell take me with you!”

I cradle her face. “I promise I will not leave you. Where ever it is…we will always be together!”

I wrap my arms completely around her and let her lay on me as she calms down some but continues to shake in my hold.

“You know I love you right? I brush my lips over her temple.

"I love you so much Isabella that I won't be able to survive without you and I know I don't say that shit often, but you do know that I need you. I need you so fucking much." I hold her tighter wanting to crawl inside of her.