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He sneered at this. “Oh God yes you are.” He replied as Adelaide sat up and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down until his bulge was exposed. She grasped his penis with her hand, rubbing it as he reached down and massaged her breasts. Without thinking anything of it, she put it in her mouth, reveling at how it began to throb with the flick of her tongue. He thrust it deeper into her mouth until he was ramming it into the back of her throat over and over again. Adelaide grasped at the muscles of his legs, taking pleasure in how they trembled with ecstasy.

“I have to have you now…..” the words practically sounded like a whimper coming out of his mouth.

Adelaide couldn’t help but to laugh at this as he ripped her panties off of her. She felt exposed and free as she lied there naked in his bed of fur. He mounted her, planting kiss after kiss on her neck and chest, massaging her nipples with fingers. Just when she thought the teasing might just kill her, he penetrated her. With that initial thrust Adelaide started climbing towards orgasm at an impossible speed. “Oh.” She breathed as he repeatedly rammed himself into her with all of his strength. She dug her fingers into his back, her skin gleaming in the dim lighting as her Energy brimmed just under the surface. In the next moment, she had flipped him over and was on top of him, her wings fanned as she rode him with everything in her.

He grunted with pleasure as she dug her knees into his torso and slapped her fists against his chest. Her body flew up and down almost of its own accord and it was the only time she felt like she was flying without actually flying. Every part of her body had been reduced to that space in between her legs where they touched.

She gasped as he slammed her into the bed, flipping her around and thrusting hard into her. Her head slammed against the back barrier of the tent, over and over again, but all she could feel was the building tension in between her legs. Just when she thought she might actually transcend her body, she felt him speed up, entering and leaving her so quickly that she could hardly tell the difference. He was traveling through her at super human speed and the titillating result gave her orgasm after orgasm until finally, he came.

They collapsed onto the bed, where Adelaide slept for the rest of the afternoon.

***

At nightfall, her eyes flipped open to the sound of a female voice and quick steps fast approaching the tent. She scrambled to cover herself with the fur she was lying on top of and only just managed to achieve this before a tall, gorgeous vampire, with dark red lips and long black and gray hair barged through the flap.

“Who are you?” Adelaide demanded her eyes going straight for her stilettos. How could she walk through the forest in those?

The vampire glared at her with so much force that Adelaide feared she might burst into flames. “I’m Lorraine, Constantine’s wife. Who the hell are you?” she demanded.

Adelaide’s eyes went wide as her heart stopped and plummeted to her stomach.

Lorraine.

When she was child, her parents would tell her scary bedtime stories about the Bloody Lorraine. Adelaide just assumed that the two had remained separated. After all, that’s what the rumors said.

Before she could say anything, two vampire soldiers burst in after her. “Madam, he is with the officers.” One of them explained with a flustered voice.

She scoffed, dramatically rolling her eyes and pushed out of the tent. “I told him I was coming and he left a whore in his bed. We separate for a mere hundred years and he’s already seeing other creatures!”

The hiss easily reached Adelaide’s ears.

She slumped back onto the bed, wrapped in his Constantine’s fur, wondering what would happen to her now.

Chapter Eight

              Adelaide awoke to the sound of two distinct voices; Lorrain and Constantine. She rolled over, realizing that she was still naked under the fur bedspread. Through her squinted eyes, she could see that the sun had just barely risen above the horizon. With a furrowed brow, she lifted the bedspread over her legs, laboriously swinging them across the side of the bed. She sighed to herself as her feet hit the warm, moist sod. As she stood up, she could feel her muscles expanding, screeching as they stretched. Her Energy brimmed just beneath the surface of her skin, threatening to seep out of her pores, but tense and taught; impossible to harness.

              Adelaide didn’t know how it was possible, but she had definitely been asleep for a very long time.

              “Well, we have to make a decision quickly because the Breath will wear off soon and she will be completely aware of herself.” Constantine’s voice reached her as if through water.

              Adelaide furrowed her brow, her eyes grazing the cloudy room as she struggled to catch a grip.

              She heard Lorraine sigh. “I still cannot believe you would take a mistress.”

              “I still can’t believe you left me in the first place.” Constantine hissed back.

              Adelaide realized that the voices were coming from behind her. A tiny voice in the back of her head told her that the bodies were behind her; that she needed to turn to face her threat. But that little voice was suffocated by the cotton that filled her brain.

              “A hundred years is no match for a marriage meant to last an eternity.” She sneered.

              Adelaide pursed her lips, shutting her eyes and focusing herself on clearing her mind. If she could just get a hold of her own thoughts and control her own faculties, then-

              “You left me!” he roared.

              Adelaide flinched. Her Energy loosening all a single breath. She could feel the warmth of it streaming through her veins. Like an electric shock, it shot up her spine and lifted every hair on the back of her neck.

              “Because you broke my heart!”

              Her neck snapped in their direction, her body, finally heeding the call of her mind. In one motion, her wings extended to full span, surging through the air around her, her skin brimming a subtle gold as warmth emanated from her skin.

              The two lovers froze, their figures stuck in space merely three inches apart. Constantine looked as if he had just stepped off of a horse on holiday; his signature boots replaced with Alligator skinned shoes that strangely complimented his white, linen suit. Lorraine looked much the same as Adelaide could manage to remember, her black and gray hair fashioned into an up-do at the top of her head, but her eyes as dark as ever.

              They both turned to look at her.

              Constantine’s eyes widened at the sight of her in her fighting stance; her feet planted at shoulder width, her fists clenched, her wings completely outstretched. “I haven’t seen you like this since the moment I met you.” He breathed, becoming so exhilarated that his cheeks almost regained their color.

              Lorraine wrapped her thin fingers around Constantine’s arm, forcing him to look at her again.

              Adelaide watched as she stared at him with eyes softened by fatigue… and sadness. She realized just then that Lorraine had expected to come home to a vampire who was, for all intents and purposes, waiting for her with open arms. Now, as she stood there with her wisps of hair framing her pale face, with her arms trembling and her skin stretched taught over her tense muscles, she seemed incredibly disoriented and completely out of control.

              “You replaced me with her.” She whispered.

              “She could never replace you, Lorraine. You are my love. You know that.”

              Adelaide could feel her eyes stinging with the promise of tears. She’d give anything to have a man speak to her that way.

              Constantine then grabbed her shoulders and turned her so that she was facing Adelaide. “Look at her, my love.” He whispered into her ear.

              And as they gazed on her, their eyes taking in every inch of her naked, glowing body, her wings extended to full span, a magnificent bed of cotton under her, Adelaide felt as if she had been fileted in front of the two of them; her insides becoming her outsides and her outsides completely belonging to them.

              “You are my black pearl, but she is radiant and she is all ours.’

              Lorraine blinked. Her eyes brightened as much as dark eyes could as she realized something. Her slender chest rose and fell with one final breath. “Ours.” She repeated.

              Constantine smiled, his lips stretching across his face in a grin of triumph as he beckoned to Adelaide. “Come.” He ordered in a level voice.

              Adelaide sucked in a deep breath. It didn’t even occur to her to disobey. She crossed the room in a short moment, her wings lowering as she gained more and more control of herself. She did not stop walking until she was within a foot of the two of them. “Come closer.” Lorraine whispered.

              She did not wait for Adelaide to take another step. She grasped a fist full of hair from the back of her head, clutching a handful of her golden locks.

              Adelaide’s heart stopped.

              Lorraine hesitated for a mere second, then she kissed her.

              Adelaide’s eyes flashed wide open before she melted into the vampire’s embrace. She could not believe what was happening… but she didn’t want to stop it either. Lorraine moaned, the sound of it raising the hairs on the back of Adelaide’s neck. She could feel her wings flexing again, her toes curling underneath her, her skin crawling. The vampire’s tongue pressed between her lips, tracing the inside of her lip with a titillating precision. Adelaide could feel her warmth building, her skin glowing hot. A little voice in the back of her head told her to take it easy, but that little voice was so easily defeated. In one swift movement, she clutched Lorraine’s collar and slammed her into one of the support pillars.

              The entire tent shook.

              Lorraine gazed at her with hungry eyes. Wide. Surprised.

              Adelaide slowly released her grip, panting as she wondered if she had gone too far, but Lorraine gripped her by her upper arms and drew her close once again. At this close range, Adelaide could see that her fangs had descended. Her nipples poked hard and erect through her blouse and her chest rapidly rose and fell with her quick breath.

              Her arousal was impossible to deny.

              Constantine’s dark chuckle filled the room. “Well?”

              Lorraine shrugged. “My love, you always did have exquisite taste.”

All is Fair in Lust & War

Book 3

Morgana Patrick

Copyright © 2016

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Chapter One

Adelaide and Constantine found themselves intertwined with each other, completely consumed by each other. His large cot swung back and forth, slamming against the back pillar and as they grinded against each other. Adelaide clutched his thin shirt with her fingers, her lips laying kisses on the smooth skin of his neck and back. A smile played on her lips as she took note of how still he felt. There was no beating heart, no pounding pulse. He was a stoic being, completely unreal before her and rock hard against her. Sex with him never felt real and that made her smile. Sex with him was the only thing that made her smile these days. She giggled at the tight bulge pressing against his pants. It was more than the flow of blood or communication between nerve endings. It was an exchange of energy and that, in and off itself, made it so much stronger.

She unbuttoned his pants and slipped her hands into it. His penis was warm in her palm. In fact, it was the only warm part of her body. She sighed at this. The sensation of it alone was enough to throw her into a frenzy of desire. The warmth in between her legs was impossible to deny. Right when she slipped his pants off, he stopped her, placing a hand on either shoulder. The two of them looked into each other’s empty eyes; the same excited gleam, the same half smirk. His smile widened as he slowly slid his hand away from her shoulder and farther down into her chest. She sighed, tilting her head back at this goosebumps sprouted on her entire body. She desperately needed to consume him. She took his face in both of her hands and slammed her lips into his. Their jaws danced together, his tongue pressing into her mouth as his hands massaged her breasts through her satin dress.

Her nipples poked through, seemingly summoning him. She pressed herself harder against him, pressing her head away from her lips and towards the side of her neck and her chest beyond. She could feel his cold tongue caressing her skin and it threw her into a frenzy. His hands found their way in between her legs, his fingers gently rubbing her clit. Her lips split open, allowing a moan to leap out into the dusk. She pressed her lips against his forehead, her hands combing through his hair and clutching his ass.

Constantine slipped the thin, spaghetti straps of her dress aside. Allowing the thing to come sliding down around her, exposing her perky breasts and her milky skin, which glowed nearly gold in the dim lighting.

She sucked in a heavy breath and, as she released it her wings fanned out to full span on either side of her, releasing the tension that had been pint up her more human limbs. Constantine smiled at this, moving his face away from hers so that he could get a good look at the rest of her. “Magnificent.” He hiss as he appraised her.

Adelaide was barely listening to him. All she wanted was to feel his tongue on her breasts. She grabbed the back of his head, using her strength to press it against her. Seeing as he was not one to protest, he followed her guidance, pressing his lips against her nipple.

She bit her lip as she opened her legs even wider, feeling his bulge pressing into the space just above her clitoris. Her head hung back and moan after moan slipped out of her lips as she continued to let this happen. He began to massage that breast before he moved on to the other one, her nipples, growing still harder, practically popping out of his mouth. Her wetness dripped down her legs, soaking the inside of her dress. She stood up to get it from around her ankles, but he licked her, his tongue starting just under her chest and tracing the entirety of her torso. He clutched at the ass, pressing his face into her. “Oh fusc.” She hissed as he kissed the length of her waist.

He grunted as he slipped his hand in between her legs.

It was a heavenly kind of sensation that of his hard fingers pressing into her vulva. She looked up, her eyes fixed on the ceiling of the war tent and the crimson light of the setting sun as he spread her legs still farther apart and began to lick her there. She clutched onto his shoulders as the tension and energy inside of her body grew and grew to an almost unbearable level.

“That feels so good.” She whispered as he took all of her into his mouth. The combination of sucking and lick, the flicking of his tongue against her clitoris, the sensation of his cool breath, brushing over her with his every movement drove her onto an accent towards the climax that had alluded her for the past few weeks since the very first time he had had heard since her bought her with the war. “I’m-…” she was about to declare the joyous fact that a very good orgasm was well within sight when she heard the unmistakable voice of…

“Where is my husband?”

Constantine froze for a second, holding his mouth over her sex and clutching her butt.

“Lorraine.” She whispered, as if there was anything to hide. Already, she could feel the throbbing in between her legs beginning to subside.

“Madam, I do not recommend you go in there!” As Adelaide tried to move away from Constantine so that she could at least cover herself before his wife stormed in, as she was prone to do from time to time, a guard tried to stop her.

“He told us not to permit visitors…” another voice cried.

But Constantine seemed to be determined to keep her standing there just as she was. Her heart started to flutter in her chest for the last thing she wanted to do was become caught in one of their many arguments with each other, especially while she was still naked.

Without further ado, she burst through, throwing the front flap aside.

Constantine gave Adelaide one more lick before he turned to face her without even batting an eyelash. “I’m sorry, did you care to join?” he asked.

“You have done nothing but lie with her all evening!” she yelled, her eyes bright with anger, the deep red forming an artistic contrast with her grey and black hair. The locks hung in tangled knots around her face and neck. She had clearly just been training, for her lips were still slightly encrusted with blood, and there seemed to be a kind of lifelike glow of exhilaration on her face.

“Uh… No, I have also set out my clothes for the dinner.” He replied, carrying on this conversation with his wife as if a naked angel wasn’t standing right in front of him.

Lorraine glanced at Adelaide, but then continued on with her chastising as she stepped into the tent and let the flap shut behind her. “Is this your plan? Have sex your every waking moment, while I prepare your men for the return home?” she demanded.

Constantine rolled his eyes. “You will not talk to me like I am one of your subordinates.”

Lorraine tried her hardest to remain angry with him, but even Adelaide could see that she was spending more time staring at his erect cock than into his stubborn eyes. “I was only asking for your assistance.”

Constantine scoffed. “In time.”

Lorraine wasn’t even trying to hide her focus anymore. “I see she hasn’t even taken care of you yet.” She replied as she took another step into the room.

Constantine looked down at himself, a mischievous gleam spreading across his face. “No, I’m afraid she hasn’t.” he replied, summoning for her to join them.

Lorraine licked her lips as she reached him, placing an authoritative hand on the side of his cheek. She kissed him like only his wife could. Their lips coexisted in a strange combination of super human speed and impossibly slow motion. It made Adelaide hot just to watch it.

Lorraine lifted her lips away from his and gestured at the bed. “Bed. Now.” She ordered.

He let out a dark chuckle as he threw himself onto the massive cot.

Adelaide slipped off of it to get out of his way.

Lorraine watched her as she circled the mattress. “You are looking particularly golden today.” She commented in a seductive voice as she slipped out of her dress in one motion.

It almost felt like a comment.

Adelaide’s mouth watered as the vampire traced her thin fingers along her torso, slipping them in between her legs and pressing them inside of her. She bit her lip before Lorraine took her by the chin and kissed her.

Adelaide did not hesitate to caress her breast, her hard nipples poking in between her fingers and pressing into her palms. “Take him in your mouth.” Lorraine ordered.

Adelaide nodded turning her attention to Constantine, who had been lounging on the cot, jacking him off to the sight of the two of them making out. She hopped onto the bed and gently lifted his fingers away from his penis, taking them into her mouth. He moaned at this, running his free hand through her hair.

As she rubbed his throbbing member and wrapped her lips around it, he sighed. She could hear the sounds of Lorraine behind her, touching herself and moaning and she pressed his penis as far into her mouth as it would go. She loved the pressure, loved feeling the throbbing thing against her tongue and the roof of her mouth and the back of her throat.

He hiss and groaned, grunted and moaned at this fully ecstatic moment.

To Adelaide’s surprise, she felt Lorraine hop onto the bed next to her. She could feel her hands on her ass, then her tongue. She took in a deep breath, her eyes rolling back into her head as, once again, she could feel an orgasm coming on. Lorraine spread her legs and her butt and licked her there, her tongue flicking her just below her vulva. It felt so good, Adelaide could hardly contain herself.

“Come here, wife.” Constantine ordered as he summoned her with his hand.

Lorraine giggled, wiping her lips as she kissed him, his tongue caressing her lips, before he pressed it inside of her mouth. Adelaide continued to blow him while she began to climb him. He clutched every part of her being, his lips finding suck on each of her breasts, the bottom of her belly, then in between her legs.

Following her desire, Adelaide mounted Constantine herself. She felt him nearly twitch at this and that was enough to encourage her to go on.

Lorraine turned herself around, so that while Constantine licked her sex, she could watch him fuck her. Adelaide hopped up and down on his penis, her body practically remolding itself to fit him inside of her. Lorraine clasped one of her breasts as she bobbed up and done, then kissed her. Adelaide ran her hands through Lorraine’s hair as she felt her tongue press into her mouth. She lifted her face away from hers as the both of them were practically tasting an orgasm.

“Yes, husband.” Lorraine murmured in that controlling voice of hers. “I’m-…” then she tossed her head back, a scream slipping out of her lips.

Constantine clutched on to her thighs as he thrusted upward and into Adelaide. Lorraine had scarcely begun to scream, when Constantine rammed himself into Adelaide harder and harder. Adelaide could feel that climax all the way down through her thighs and up her torso. She slammed her fists into his chest as she felt him come inside of her.