Dalvi threw back his head. A passionate groan escaped his mouth.

Fangs? She closed her eyes and shook her head to clear it of the vampiric images.

A breeze blew the inebriating smoke toward her. Another wave of pleasant dizziness swept through her. She swayed on the log, her eyelids fluttered. Strong hands gripped her arms. The men lifted her to her feet. Renfi nuzzled his nose in her hair. Dalvi, on her other side, kissed her neck. Trapped in a drug-like daze, she didn’t bother to fight off their advances. The men unclothed her and within moments, cool evening air glided over her bare skin. The men licked and stroked the length of her body. Their moist tongues left chilling paths in the wakes of their touches. Their hands swirled in light graceful motions upon her skin. She tilted her head back. Her eyes closed. She sighed in bliss, never remembering any of her sexual experiences being so deeply sensual or so erotic. Jill grasped the men’s heads, fingers entwined in their hair. Their mouths sought her breasts, each man taking a nipple and drawing the taut bud between his lips. Another moan escaped her as they fondled and suckled on her tits, their hands exploring her body.

Dalvi dropped to his knees in front of her and slipped a hand between her thighs. A finger edged its way between her folds and stroked her canal. His breath drifted over her pubes. A second finger slipped into her. His tongue flicked her clit. Mouth and hand brought forth cresting waves of passion within her, flooding the fingered area with moisture. Renfi continued to knead and lave her breasts. Dalvi’s tongue replaced his fingers. Thrill after thrill shot through her as they possessed her body in their titillating love play.

The fire crackled and snapped in a patterned clicking noise. The scrape of teeth along the inside of her thigh and on her breast jolted her out of an orgasm and back to the reality of her situation. An image of Renfi’s fangs popped into her head. Vampires, her mind cautioned.