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Heal Me	By : Firered Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“So, you can have this room, and I hope you have nothing against vampires”

“Vampires? Oh wait, I remember now, the Master of the city owns this… So, you’re a vampire executioner, you don’t mind your boyfriend living here?”

“What do you mean, ‘living here’? He –” She stopped short. “Who exactly where you thinking is my boyfriend?”

“Well Micah and Nathaniel live at your house, so… Jason?” At Anita’s horrified look, “I guess not. Though by the way, what’s with you and Micah?” She fanned herself. “And Nathaniel too, for that matter.”

Anita sighed. “Could I just tell you that this really isn’t any of your business?”

“Sure, I’ll get it from someone else any how. Are you at least going to tell me who is your boyfriend?”

“Jean Claude –”

“Hold it! The master of the city? You’re a vampire executioner dating the master of the city? How’d you manage that, it’s like me dating a cop; serious mixing of jobs and men. He doesn’t hold any grudges?”

Another sigh. “You can meet Jean Claude when he wakes up. Unpack or something ‘til then”

Anita felt Jean Claude wake up as she headed toward his room.

She unconsciously quickened her steps. Opening the door to his room, she felt her breath catch at the sight of him sitting on the bed, stunning among the cerulean blue sheets, already turned toward the door from sensing her approaching. “Ma Petite”

“Jean Claude” She croaked. He smiled.

She leapt on him, and he caught her as their mouths met. They tumbled back onto the bed. She straddled him and almost ripping apart the robe he was wearing. Finally getting it out of the way she ran her hands over his chest. He growled and cupped her ass, sliding his hands down over her thighs. She broke free of his mouth to start biting down his neck, licking out to taste every now and then.

He slid his hands under her skirt, pushing it up and out of the way. He pulled her underwear down and off, leaving it hooked around one of her feet. She gasped as he trailed his fingers down between her legs.

She pulled his robe apart father down and stroked him, dragging a moan from him. He guided her down on him, sliding into her. She arched and flexed her hips, starting a rhythm that made both of their breath short.

Anita jumped as she felt hands slide over her shoulders. “Asher” He kissed her neck, “Looks like you guys were in a very big hurry” He purred as he pulled her shirt off and unhooked her bra, throwing it in the direction of her shirt. “I like the skirt up like this” he ran his up under it, “but it has limiting possibilities”

He unzipped the skirt so it was loose enough to pull up over her head and away. He leaned forward and ran his hands down Jean Claude’s chest, continuing until he hit Anita’s lower stomach, continuing from there up to her breasts, squeezing them and playing with her nipples, making her arch, making Jean Claude moan.

Anita felt Asher pushing her forward to Jean Claude’s chest, and she obliged, kissing him as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his chest. She felt Asher’s hands slipping under her butt to where she and Jean Claude were joined. He slid his fingers along Jean Claude’s cock and up into Anita, causing his two lovers to moan. Bringing his now lubricated fingers back up and around Anita’s butt, he teased her opening.

She wiggled her butt toward him, and he pushed a finger inside her. She squirmed, or tried to, Jean Claude was holding her tightly to him, allowing little movement. Asher eased another finger in, and she broke free of Jean Claude’s mouth to gasp, “Asher, now!”

“As my lady commands” he whispered, - though it was actually more of a beg - leaning over her shoulder. He slipped a finger back under her to wet it, bringing it back and wetting his cock. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his member, pushing into her tightness.

Fully sheathed, he pulled Anita’s back to his front, baring her to Jean Claude’s gaze and hands. He ran his hands down her ribs and settled them on her hips. Jean Claude reached up and teased her nipples.

Anita could never believe how… full she felt when they did this. She braced her hands on Jean Claude’s chest and started rolling her hips, the feeling unbelievable with both of them inside her. So soon it seemed, she could feel her release nearing. Asher was panting in her ear, and Jean Claude looked close too.

They were thrusting in synchronization, and just as her climax hit, Asher bit her neck, while Jean Claude reared up and sank his fangs into the breast he had been teasing with his fingers. Anita arched her neck, her back everything as the incredible pleasure coursed through her, all of it bursting from her mouth in an uncontainable scream. Asher and Jean Claude jerked in release, falling with Anita limply to the bed.

About thirty minutes later, they managed to roll over, ending up with Anita resting her face on Jean Claude’s shoulder and Asher spooning her.

Anita spoke against Jean Claude’s shoulder, “New things in the Creepy-Stalker sit. I didn’t get a note and Edward had some out-of-state-business so he introduced to me to this friend – like he’s the only person I know who can shoot a gun and therefore he must find a replacement for himself – but anyway she was over at my place yesterday and this morning she got a note and a carnation”

Silence

“What color carnation?”

“White, why?”

“Red is for admiration, and white is for… pure, ardent love.”

“So, red roses are for passion, and white carnations are for love? I don’t know which is worse. Anyway, she’s staying here for awhile just in case… hope you don’t mind” she raised her eyebrows at Jean Claude.

“Non, invite your friends over any time Ma Petite,”

“If you have some problem then my friends and I could leave” she retorted

“Children, children, no fighting” Asher got glares for his trouble. He just laughed. “You’re faces… so exquisite even in childish pouts”

“Childish pouts!?” True or not, they weren’t thrilled with that description. “Jean Claude, I think we should teach our Mon Ami to watch his mouth!”

“I think that is a wonderful idea” They both turned and eyed Asher. He was grinning.

“I’m so very frightened”

“Good” they pounced.
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(Tell me if this is hot... By the way I've been wanting a - muse? - coauthor? - whatever to write my sex scenes - I just haven't been around much at all - and also help with my "flow". Let me know or e-mail me.
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