Her entire body arching, that low whimper as she would press her face into her brother's balls, her breath hot, quick, even coughing slightly into his flesh as she would try to draw breath once more.  Allowing those quick intakes of air to slowly chase away the blackness that had threatened to steal away all the lascivious pleasure that was slowly overcoming her.   Her parted lips pressed against his balls, only barely able to see the way those thick fingers would stroke the spit-slick member that swayed over her fragile neck..<br/><br/>Even as oxygen flooded her system, giving her that slight high, she found it hard to focus..  So many things happening at once.. The sudden sharp prick of fangs into her tender lips, the hot feel of her own blood intermingling with the heady sweetness of her arousal.. Moira gasping, moaning against the hanging balls that caressed her lips, her face, squeezing her tear-hazed eyes shut until she was encased in darkness.. Until only the teasing of overworked nerve endings mattered.<br/><br/>Her brother sliding back, just long enough for those harsh words to echo against her ears, her eyes opening in time to see him bending down, the rough feel of his tongue lapping at her face.. Treating her more like a toy, or a doll, than a squirming, trapped girl..  She would scream as his teeth caught her lip, her entire body arching, that first wave of delicious orgasm flooding across the vampire's tongue, her hips rocking upwards, trying to ride that swirling, teasing tongue as wave after wave of pleasure, so mixed with pain, would crash through her body.<br/><br/>She seemed lost in it, her toes curling, pressing into the bed, her lips freely bleeding, parted as she would try to draw in breath.. Only to feel the thick tip of his cock tease against her mouth, playing in the pool of blood that was slowly filling that sweet cavity.  The girl sputtering, coughing as it would begin to choke her, splattering her own face, his balls, even his thighs with the dark fluid.  A shudder running through her form, her slender hands slowly teasing along his ass, drawing around the tender muscle, slowly widening it, twisting her fingers, even as his cock would begin to tease down into her mouth, forcibly distending her cheek, first one side, than the other, the girl swallowing her own blood, her tongue drawing across his heated shaft, teasing over it, before he would suddenly pull back, yanking himself free of her, her mouth, her hands..<br/><br/>She had done something wrong, her hands falling back to the bed, curling into the sheets, grasping them as he would yell, the harsh sound of it jarring to her passion-numbed mind, making her whimper, her head shaking.. 'Sorry brother..'  The words slurred, her lips starting to swell even as he would suddenly sit on her face, forcing his ass crack against her swollen, bleeding lips..  She was choking, her body arching, whimpering against his asshole..  Her breaths shallow, her tongue lunging out against that parted crack, one slow, long lick that seemed to take him from the back of his balls, all the way to the dimple of his tail bone.. Her movements almost frantic in an effort to regain his good will.. That agile, teasing little muscle delving back into her mouth.  That slightly sour taste mixing with the blood and the taste of old cum that his cock had left in her mouth.. Who knew how many pussies.. or asses.. he had sampled already..  She didn't even care!  Her tongue delving out again, pressing against that muscle, teasingly pressing just hard enough to force his sphincter to open, only to pull back, letting it tighten once more.. Repeating that slow little tongue fucking until she would suddenly scream against his ass, her fingers tightening in the sheets above her head..<br/><br/>Her face pressed into his ass, that panting whimpering scream as it seemed her entire cunt was on fire, her clit throbbing with the pain of it, the warmth of her own blood coating her delicate flesh, dripping down over her asshole.. She would shiver, her body seeming suspiciously close to a second orgasm, her cheeks flushed, her tongue lapping at him in a frenzy, without skill, without aim..  And then he was gone.. and she could breathe..<br/><br/>'Please..'  That slurred little whimper as she would feel him beside her, his hands softly stroking her dark hair, drawing it out of her crimson-stained face, he held her shuddering form, speaking those filthy words into her delicate ear.  She would whimper, trying to fight off the next fiery burst of pleasure, though it was hard.. Oh so fucking hard with that delicious mouth suckling and teasing at bruised and bleeding flesh.. Her body tensing, on that brink, her arms still drawn over her head, her bloodied lips pressing fervently to her brothers, whimpering against him, her breasts pressing to his chest, sharing that mixture of tastes with him, his ass.. his whores.. her blood.. his darling Sister..<br/><br/>She was unable to fight him, or perhaps she didn't even want to, as he would draw her over himself, manipulating her body like a bloody little fuckpuppet, her legs splayed over his thighs, her back arched, her head forced over the edge of his shoulder by that near-choking arm.. A soft whimpering moan as she felt the brace of it, making it hard, but not impossible, to breath..  Keeping her always in that near-oblivious state..<br/><br/>She would squirm, her hips lifting, caught between the delight of the vampires mouth against her tender, swollen lips, and the teasing press of her brother's cock against her ass.. perhaps punishing her for her own teasing of his own brown eye..  She would whimper, nuzzling against his lips as he would her cheek.. Only have her entire body tense, a scream ripped from her throat, her form shivering, convulsing as that delayed orgasm would rip through her used body, a direct result of his thick cock splitting her tiny asshole in half.. Her scream tinged with it, shuddering, her tight little sphincter muscle tightening around his cock like a clamp, the flood of crimson along his thick rod, pain tearing through her, mixing with her pleasure, melding with it, until she was unsure if she was cumming..  or dying..<br/><br/><em>'Brother!'</em>It was a psychic scream, echoing through the heads of everyone present.. Just as suddenly Vasha and Gabriel would have that thick feeling of vertigo.. Feeling their own bodies, as well as her own.. Every ache, every bruise, every cut that had been inflicted, as if it had been done to their own forms.. but even stronger than that.. they shared her release.. the incredible intensity of it.. The frustrated girl unable to cum for the entire week they had been planning the 'job'  cumming twice, cumming gloriously..<br/><br/>And the night had just begun..