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Richard	By : outlawblue Category: Anita Blake > Threesomes Plus Views: 4669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Richard
- 2-Try Two
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All characters belong to Laurell K Hamilton and I make no money from this.

Jean Claude shook his head in disbelief. If it wasn’t Richard, it was Anita. Today Anita was mad at the both of them. Anita was always mad at Richard, but he had hoped the first joining of the Tri would have removed some of her pissiness. No, she was worse now, and with all the ugly vamps in town, they needed to present a unified front.

“Ma Petite….”

“Don’t Ma Petite at me!” she snapped. “You two seem to think you can snap your fingers and I’ll come running. Well I’m tired of being taken for granted.”

Jean Claude had spent centuries learning how to keep his face neutral in front of insane women, and Anita in a way was crazier than all of them. “Very well Ma Petite, good night.” And he turned away from her.

Richard, who for once had kept his mouth shut, looked stunned, but not as stunned as Anita. “That’s it? No argument?” she growled back at him. Jean Claude met Richard’s gaze and held his breath. He willed the beau loup to keep quiet. Richard, whose beautiful hair had grown out more and was now brushing the color of his T shirt, folded his arms across his chest and gazed down at his feet. Smart wolf.

Having no one to argue with her took the steam out of Anita. She wasn’t used to that. “Well?” she asked suspiciously.

“Well what?” JC repeated and picked some paperwork off his desk and looked at it. He was going to have to talk to his accountant about these taxes. They seemed too high to him.

“You’re going to let me walk out without a fight?”

“Ma Petite, if you do not want to join me and Richard in a joining to powers to how do you say …charge our batteries? I can not force you.”

Jean Claude pretended to look back at his papers, but he was watching Anita. She was staring hard at him and then at Richard who was extremely interested in his running shoes. Just to be sure he wasn’t missing something, Jean Claude glanced at Richard’s shoes. No, nothing different.

Anita huffed and said, “I don’t trust you.”

Jean Claude looked up and laid a hand on his breast. “Moi?”

“Yes, vouz,” she answered and spared another look at Richard. “Are you fucking with his head? He usually has something stupid to say about now.”

Richard looked up, a very practical look on his handsome face. “I want to recharge our batteries.”
“You are fucking with him,” Anita said and pointed a finger at Jean Claude.

“No, I am not,” Jean Claude protested. “If you do not want to be with us, go.”

She hesitated and looked at Richard who was now preoccupied with his belt buckle, a piece of pewter with a wolf on it in relief. Anita watched him, and it wasn’t possible for her to stay focused on the belt when his hands were so close to more interesting parts of his body. He looked up at her and JC had to be careful he didn’t betray what he suddenly thought. Richard was silently, meticulously using his body to change her mind. Anita loved what was hidden under those jeans probably more than she loved the owner of the jeans.

“All right,” she relented, her voice slightly breathless. “Recharge our batteries. I can do that.”

Which meant retiring to Jean Claude’s bedroom with its blood red sheets. Blood red sheets that made pale bodies look paler and golden ones look magnificent. Jean Claude tried to hide his interest in the golden loup. Richard was getting better at casual touching between him and Jean Claude, but it had to be real casual. Jean Claude had something a little less casual tonight.

For now they both focused on Anita, Jean Claude at her breasts, Richard at her groin, his soft tongue lapping at the juices she fed him. Anita squirmed and sighed as Richard worked magic on her pussy. Jean Claude sat up and watched, his hands gently kneading her breasts. Ma Petite clutched at him and moaned wantonly as the beau loup continued to feed on her tender flesh. His tongue circled slowly around her pearl of desire and then flicked it hard. Alternating between the two sensations, he drove her deeper into the blood fire. Then he stopped lapping and nibbled on that tender bud until she could take no more. Gauging just the right moment, he sucked on and teased it with his wicked tongue.

When Anita climaxed, she arched her back and screamed something that sounded a little like RICHARD! This pleased the beau loup enormously. Looking like lust personified, the he sat up, his chin slick with her juices, his eyes dark with his own passion. Jean Claude wanted more than anything to lick Anita’s slick fluids from Richard’s chin. Then Richard did something Jean Claude had never imagined he would ever witness, not from Richard. The beau loup leaned forward and offered Jean Claude his chin. Unable to resist the offer, with Anita watching beneath them, Jean Claude licked Anita’s scent from Richard’s chin and lips.

Jean Claude knew this was his influence acting on Richard, but he didn’t care. He bathed Richard’s chin with his tongue. He even took the full lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. What he would have given to know what was making Richard this placid, this agreeable. Anita closed her hands around their cocks and stroked them, slow and even, keeping their emotions as ripe as their members.

Drawing away from his beau loup, Jean Claude said, “We must all three be joined.”

“I know,” Richard sighed as Anita’s attention made him want to fuck. “Like before?”

“Oui, that would be easiest,” Jean Claude said as Anita rolled over and presented herself to Richard while she took Jean Claude into her mouth. “We will try something different the next time,” he added. Having fed earlier, he was as thick and hard as the beau loup, but for a taste of his hot blood, Jean Claude would gorge himself.

It started like a wash of sensation, cold and hot, hard and soft. Richard, so very very hot, burned with an inner fire that Jean Claude could feel. Tentatively Jean Claude, his own body speeding towards the moment of perfection, laid his hand on Richard’s shoulder. The beau loup opened his dark passion drunk eyes and stared at him. So beautiful, Jean Claude thought, so powerful, so alive. Holding Richard’s eyes with his own, he eased towards him. His hand slid down the curve of Richard’s right breast, over the dark nipple and around to his side. The power was building towards their climaxes. Hesitation showed in Richard’ eyes for a moment, then acceptance. Jean Claude embraced the wolf and sank his teeth into Richard’s swollen throat. Hot blood, power driven, filled his mouth, and each pull of his mouth on the wound, sent a spasm of pleasure through the wolf. It was as if the ardeur itself was being fed. Anita felt it all and rode the power…Jean Claude drank as much as he could, until he could take no more of Richard’s blood or the power driven orgasms that shook their bodies. Drawing away, he fell over backwards with Anita crawling up to lie beside him.

Richard didn’t move. With head lowered and breast heaving, he seemed to be suspended there for seconds, beautifully drained, a trickle of blood sliding down his throat to leave a red pearl descending down his breast. If Jean Claude had had the energy, he would have raised up and licked that precious drop off the beau loup’s beautiful skin. It was Anita who did it, who drew Richard down beside them.

“Each time will get stronger,” Jean Claude told them.

“I don’t think we’ll survive,” Anita mused. She raised her head and looked at Richard. He was asleep.
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