Elora
3
hifting in my sleep, I felt a big body next to me. The familiar hand running through my hair and down my back was a dead giveaway for
Duke.
After showering and getting ready for bed last night, Duke stayed with me; we’d gotten halfway through Tangled before I fell asleep. I guessed he had decided to stay with me. I didn’t mind at all; I was just surprised. Vampires couldn’t sleep, so he stayed with me all night while I slept. My heart swelled with love for him.
I swung my leg over his waist, climbing on top of him. Cuddling into his chest, I soaked up all the warmth I could. “What time is it?” I mumbled. “A little past six; go back to sleep,” he coaxed, slipping his hand under
my tank top while he rubbed my back.
Say less. Closing my eyes, I quickly fell back into a deep sleep.
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“Elora,” Duke called softly, his hand gently moving strands of disheveled hair out of my face.
Stretching my legs out, I blinked up at him. “Hm?”
Duke smiled down at me, his dark red eyes full of adoration. A smirk played at my lips, awe he loves me. “Happy birthday, Baby,” he whispered.
It was?! I pushed away from him quickly, making him chuckle. How had I forgotten? I grabbed my phone and looked at the date. They’d made me forget my own birthday!
Running to the bathroom, I started to get ready. “Why didn’t you wake me up? It’s my birthday!” I repeated, excitement taking over.
I’d always dressed up on my birthday, although we hardly ever did anything. As I’d said on the boat, I was delighted as long as I had them–and a really massive cake.
When I finished brushing the tangles out of my hair, my nose caught a whiff of something sweet.
I smiled, knowing Quin always made me strawberry and cream crêpes on my birthday.
I raced down the halls, quickly stopping, seeing Dane walking shirtless around his room with a towel around his waist. Hunka hunka. Grinning, I eyed the sculpted V-line his muscles made on his stomach.
Skipping into his room, I sat on his bed, sending him a snappy smile. He must have known what day it was. I twirled my hair impatiently. “Any minute now, Doc…” I teased.
Letting out a small, breathy chuckle, he seemed to realize what I meant. “Happy Birthday, Elora,” he finally said.
Cheesing from ear to ear, I excitedly folded my hands in front of me. “About time! I’ve been awake for half an hour, and the only person who’s wished me a happy birthday is Duke; how rude,” I pouted.
Dang, maybe I was spoiled. To be fair, it was my birthday, the one day I was allowed to be spoiled. I fully planned on basking in my day. It was my first birthday with all my guys in years, and I was practically buzzing with joy.
Dane chuckled, shaking his head, “Yes, but if I told you earlier, I wouldn’t get the pleasure of this moment. Great timing, by the way,” he joked before gesturing to his towel.
I shrugged, “Your door was open. That’s all the invitation I need,” I stood up, walking to the door so he could get dressed. Pausing in his doorway, I turned around and twirled. “Do you like my birthday dress?” I asked. The mid-thigh length dress was my favorite shade of pink and was made of silk.
He nodded approvingly. “Yes, you’re very cute. Now go,” he pointed to the door, chucking.
I smiled before I closed his door behind me and hurried downstairs. Eugene gave me a giant smile as I passed the living room. “Happy birthday, Love,” he wished, adding to my giddy delight.
Opening the kitchen door, the sugary goodness blessed my senses. I skipped over to Quin, wrapping my arms around his stomach as he drizzled cream cheese over the crêpes. “…More,” I pushed.
He gave me a warning glance. Quin has never liked me having sugary sweet things.
In response, I smirked. “More,” I challenged–birthday privilege.
Reluctantly pouring more, he gave me a knowing peer. “I’m not responsible for the stomachache you get later.”
Taking a bite, I raised my eyebrows at him. “It has strawberries; it’s healthy,” I reasoned.
He leaned against the counter next to me. “I can’t argue with you on your birthday, can I?” He noted with an eye roll.
I shrugged. “I mean, you can try.” I took a few more bites as he simply smiled down at me. “But it’s not going to end in your favor,” I finished.
He narrowed his eyes at the snarky comment. “And why is that?” His eyes flickered with challenge. Quin never liked being sassed. After Felix, he was the next most stern one.
“Because it’s my birthday, and that means you do what I tell you,” I tried to sound confident, but I couldn’t help but giggle.
Quin’s jaw ticked. Oop–he didn’t like that. A smug smile replaced his regular one. “Oh yeah? Go into Felix’s office and tell him that,” he challenged.
It was my birthday; I didn’t have a death wish! I crossed my arms. “Are you crazy?” I whispered.
He smirked before straightening, “Looks like you don’t have everyone
in your pocket today. Nice try, though,” he gloated.
A huff of air left my lips. What was the worst Felix could do? I mean, it was my birthday, so everyone had to be nice to me. It was practically the law. Oh, what the heck.
After finishing my plate, I smirked at Quin. “Fine,” I agreed, walking to Felix’s office.
Quin laughed as an amused expression took over his features. “Careful, Elora,” he warned.
I knocked on his door, “Felix?” I called.
“Come in.”
Here we go.
Closing the door behind me, my gaze fell on Felix’s large frame, where he sat behind a desk. He was wearing a white button-up that was unbuttoned and black slacks. His defined chest and abs practically begged me to touch them.
“Yes?” He questioned with a devilish smirk, breaking my greedy eyes out of a trance.
Nerves painted my cheeks pink. Challenging Felix was a bad idea. What was I thinking? I folded my hands behind me and bounced on my heels, “Um, well,” I tried to think of a way out of the situation I’d somehow put myself in.
Pushing his chair back, he curled a finger at me. “Come here.”
My legs moved on their own accord, eagerly walking behind his desk. I stood in front of him, avoiding eye contact.
He patted his thick thigh. “Sit,” he ordered. I happily sat down on one of his thighs. His arms immediately wrapped themselves loosely around my waist, holding me closely. “Now tell me, why are you in here?”
I bit my lip. “Quin wanted me to tell you something,” I tried to shift the blame off me. I didn’t know if I was being a coward or brave. I suppose it was a little bit of both.
He smirked. “He did?”
I nodded. “He wanted me to tell you that because it’s my birthday, you should listen to me… maybe… if you want to,” I nervously muttered.
He grabbed my face gently. “You’re so pretty when you lie,” he said, his voice low and teasing.
I widened my eyes, concluding that he’d definitely heard Quin and me in the kitchen. Uh oh. “It’s my birthday,” I nervously smiled, desperately trying to change the subject.
Felix let go of my face before he leaned back in his chair. “I didn’t forget,” he responded.
Turning to face him, I shifted in his lap–still sitting sideways on his thigh. “You haven’t wished me a Happy Birthday, though,” I pouted.
Felix stared at me, and his gaze fell to my lips. Tilting his head to the side, he reached his hand up and ran his thumb along my bottom lip. “Open,” instructed, leaving no room for argument.
Confused, I parted my lips for him. I was playing with fire, and I knew it–I just didn’t care. He slid his thumb in, and I was quick to taste the strawberry on his thumb.
I watched his eyes turn bright red as I sucked the flavor off his thumb. I didn’t remember seeing a belt, but the buckle was poking into the side of my thigh.
He slowly withdrew his thumb, his eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes. “I’ve been thinking about what you said last night,” he started. His hand traced the side of my face, gently rubbing his thumb over my lips. “I don’t think it’s a coincidence either,” he admitted.
Intrigued, I leaned into him. “You’re not mad?”
He shook his head, “No. I’m still upset that you didn’t answer me when I asked you a question,” he gave me a pointed look.
My shoulders slumped, “…It was embarrassing,” I mumbled.
His hand dropped from my lips to my neck, gently wrapping his hand around it. I blushed as butterflies flooded my tummy. He gave me a dark look. “I don’t care how embarrassed you are; you do what I tell you,” he demanded. He pulled me close to his face, his lips impossibly close to mine, making my breath hitch. “If you want to be embarrassed, I’ll give you something to be embarrassed about,” he promised.
My heart hammered as he licked my lips, slowly teasing them with the tip of his tongue.
My eyes fluttered closed as I parted my lips for him. The feeling was new, and it was making my girly parts throb.
His tongue entered my mouth, massaging my own. The minty coolness of his breath fanned across my lips, making me shiver. His lips were rough against my soft ones. He kissed me hard, almost desperately.
His hand squeezed my thigh, and I let out a whimper as I felt the strange wetness leak out of me again.
Pulling away from my lips, he allowed me to catch my breath. He moved his attack to my neck, leaving burning kisses everywhere. “Fuck, I could eat you up,” he husked against me.
“As long as you save some for the rest of us.”
My eyes rounded at the sight of the rest of my guys, all standing in the office doorway, watching Felix and me. More wetness seeped out of me at Quin’s comment.
My mind was battling itself. Should I listen to the heartbeat in my chest or the one in my underwear? I wanted all of them, obviously; I loved them. This new dynamic was scary for some reason. I’d never feared them, even when I should have. Even when they ripped Elliot and Jonas apart, I justified their actions.
Seeing them all look at me like they really did want to eat me up made my heart nervous.
My other, greedier, more impulsive heartbeat was excited–to say the absolute least.
They wanted me in the same way I wanted them, I thought. I’d been going back and forth about how I was supposed to feel. Sat in Felix’s lap, my lips swollen from being kissed, and all my other guys looking ready to pounce on me, I’d never been so sure about anything.
They were mine. I was theirs.
I stayed frozen on top of Felix, his large hand teasingly rubbing up and down my thigh. Lightning shot from his fingertips straight between my thighs.
Lucifer moved slowly, his eyes staying on me as he sat in the far corner of the office. He crossed his legs, resting his ankle on his knee. As usual, he didn’t say a word, but the intense look he gave me said everything.
The rest of them dispersed, moving to various areas of the office. Theo and Duke sat in front of us on the other side of the desk. Dane leaned against the wall behind us. Quin and Eugene stood by the corners of the desk on either side of Duke and Theo.
I shrunk in Felix’s arms, feeling consumed by their intense presence– not that I was complaining; I’d never been one for attention and often shied away from it. On the contrary, I’d always craved attention from my guys. Even with them circling like lions, they were giving me their attention, which was electrifying.
“You look like you want to ask something?” Felix said, breaking the silence.
Several questions bombarded my thoughts. Before my brain could stop the words from leaving, I asked the first thing that came to mind. “Is this allowed?” I gestured to all of them around me.
Theo chuckled, softly nodding his head at me in a reassuring way. “Who makes the rules today, Doll?” Quin hinted at our earlier
conversation.
Peeking at Felix, I took note of the daring look in his eyes. Even on my birthday, he was always the one in control of everything. Grinning at Felix, I answered, “That’d be me.”
In response, Felix smirked, giving my inner thigh a small slap. I yipped, giving him a pout. Ouch, how rude.
Quin smirked as he looked between the two of us. “That’s right. So tell us, is it allowed?” He asked.
Um, yes. It absolutely was. I could never be like this with just one of them. I’d be too sad. I wanted them all in a way that I didn’t fully understand.
“Careful with your answer, Angel,” Dane warned, but his eyes remained calm. His gaze was a bright scarlet hue that I had never seen before. He tilted his head, studying me. “Do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” He asked.
It wasn’t that complicated for me. I didn’t know what he was worried about. I liked being around them, I loved touching them, and kissing was definitely high on that list. I wanted to know what he meant, though. I looked up at him through my eyelashes. “Show me?”
Felix tensed behind me, and I noticed the air in the room thicken.
Felix ran his hand along my side, rubbing his hand down the silk of my dress. “Why don’t you go show Duke what a good kisser you are,” he tested. His voice came out in a husk behind my ear.
Blushing, I locked eyes with Duke. He smiled at me, pushing his chair out to make room on his lap for me. “I would love that,” he spoke softly.
Remembering how close he’d come to kissing me in the library, I was quick to take my chance again. He wasn’t going to get away this time.
I stood up and slowly walked around the desk; seven pairs of eyes followed me like a moving target. Before I could sit down in his lap, Theo pulled me into his. He held my hips down on him, still giving me easy access to Duke.
Duke watched me lovingly, making a lot of my nerves disappear. It was odd. With each of them individually, I was completely comfortable. As a group, they were much more intimidating.
I sat on Theo’s thighs, my back to his front with his hands caressing my hips, watching Duke’s hand reach for my face.
Duke softly grabbed my chin, tilting my face up to meet his. “Be a good girl and show me what Felix taught you, hm?” He coaxed, his ruby eyes
fixated on my lips.
My heart fluttered as I leaned forward, lightly licking his lips before I kissed him.
Duke responded immediately, tilting his head and deepening the kiss. He was much more gentle than Felix, but it felt just as good. His tongue was soft as it played with mine, and I bit back a moan.
Theo’s hands fondled my ass, massaging my cheeks through the short dress.
A gasp escaped me as I felt the dress slide up over my ass, exposing my underwear. Reluctantly breaking away from the kiss, I turned to look at Theo. He seemed all too happy with himself as he smirked at me, his large hands resting on my exposed hips.
He hooked his finger along the thin waistband of my lace underwear. “I like these,” he complimented calmly. “Can I have them?” He gave me a pointed look, hinting that it was a rhetorical question.
“You want my underwear?” I repeated, looking puzzled. “You won’t be needing them, Princess,” he explained.
I won’t?
Before I could blink, Theo effortlessly lifted me up and sat me on the edge of Felix’s desk. “I promised you we’d continue, didn’t I?” He said.
I raised my eyebrows, watching Duke and Theo each grab one of my knees and pull them apart, spreading my legs for everyone else to see. I was blushing profusely but felt more liquid leak out of me.
Nothing but the thin fabric of my soaking wet panties covered me down there.
I heard Felix stand behind me and soon felt his hands on my shoulders. “Awe, look at the mess you’re making all over my desk,” he teased. I peered down and saw the wet spot on his desk. I widened my eyes, my heart pounding.
Duke’s thumb stroked my knee where he held me. “Don’t look so guilty, Baby. You’re doing so good,” he praised.
“Yes, that means you’re enjoying this, Elora. If you have questions, you need to ask us,” Eugene said gently, taking hold of my hand. “Understand?” He added.
I nodded.
He cocked his eyebrow, “Words, Love,” he warned. “I understand.”
Quin walked around the desk and stood between my legs, his red eyes hungrily roaming my body. He smirked at Felix, “It’s nothing that can’t be cleaned up,” he said.
Felix smirked, softly pushing me down on my back, “Does that sound good, pretty Baby? Do you want Quin to lick you up?” He ran his thumb across my lips again. “Do you want him to fuck your tight little hole with his tongue?” He asked darkly.
Nodding, I whimpered as my girly parts pulsed with need. “Uh-huh,” my voice sounded strange, high, and incredibly needy.
I felt Dane grab my other hand, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the sensation of Quin running his finger along the outside of my underwear. He was barely touching me, and it wasn’t enough. Goodness, I needed this. I needed him to touch me. The thought of his mouth on me made my core ache.
“Beg.” I lifted my head, looking at Lucifer through glossed eyes. He sat in the same corner, in the same position as before. He hadn’t moved, and I didn’t like that. I wanted him over here touching me too. It made me nervous knowing he was sitting back and simply watching everything.
Quin put pressure on me, his finger teasingly rubbing up and down my panty-covered slit. I moaned as my head fell back.
“Beg him, Kitten,” Lucifer ordered again.
I flushed pink. Doing that would be embarrassing, and the thought of begging Quin to touch me made me want to hide. But I desperately wanted this.
Quin surveyed me intently as he kept teasing me, waiting. I couldn’t look away; it was almost too much to handle. “Please, Quin,” I whispered shyly.
Duke smiled at me while his hand traveled lower down my thigh.
“Tsk tsk tsk,” Lucifer softly shook his head. “You can do better than that, can’t she, Quin?”
Felix leaned down and kissed me hard, his lips were upside down against mine, but it just made me wetter. I felt something hot and damp on the outside of my underwear and almost screamed.
Enraptured in the moment, I lost track of whose hands belonged to who. Their hands were everywhere, touching up my arms and thighs. Quin’s mouth was tantalizing with his small licks to the outside of my underwear– the sheer lace robbing me of where I needed him most. Felix’s tongue
stroking against mine pushed me over the edge. I wanted them more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. If having them meant I’d have to beg, that was what I’d do.
I moaned against Felix’s lips. “Please, I want you to touch me so badly that it hurts,” I begged through whimpers.
“Good girl,” Theo cooed, pulling my thigh further back and spreading my legs wider.
Quin tore my panties off me, the cold air on my core making me shiver. I didn’t get the chance to react before I felt the most intense pleasure I’d ever experienced. Quin was harshly lapping at my clit, sucking and kissing it.
Squirming, I tried to close my legs, but to no avail. Duke and Theo kept me firmly in place as Eugene and Dane kept my arms from moving. My eyes were filled with tears of pleasure. I loved this.
My back arched off the desk, only for Quin to push my hips down. “Shit–your pussy tastes so good,” he growled, sounding much more animalistic than I’d heard before.
Felix gently pulled away from me and watched Quin eating me closely. I let out a high-pitched shriek when I felt his thick tongue push into me.
I closed my eyes, and my mouth fell open in ecstasy. “Oh, God–” I panted as an intense pleasure grew inside me.
Dane placed a tender kiss against my palm. “Cum for us, Angel,” he guided.
Quin plunged his tongue deeper into me, hitting a delicate part of me that made me see stars.
My body twitched as I let out a string of moans, my senses quickly becoming overstimulated.
A sharp pain stung my inner thigh and both of my wrists. I winced, but the pain soon turned to immense pleasure, and I found myself enveloped in the sensation three more times.
Ecstasy filled my entire being; my whole body felt weightless and satisfied. I couldn’t stop moaning, and soon enough, my own voice was just background noise to the fuzzy feeling in my mind. It was pure love, and I never wanted it to end.
My body went limp against the desk, and exhaustion took over me. I just needed a little nap…
“Quin, that’s enough,” I faintly heard Duke say.
“Quin,” Dane warned, a sudden urgency in his tone.
