Elora
Rlustful moan escaped my lips as I lifted my hips off my bed, feeling myself come undone. I gripped the sheets, confused and in ecstasy, as my clit throbbed.
Tiredly opening my eyes, I saw Felix with his head clamped between my thighs. My shorts and underwear were thrown off the bed, leaving me in a small crop top.
I blushed. “Felix?” I questioned. Why would he wake me up like this? I wasn’t complaining; it was actually a wonderful way to wake up, but it just seemed weird to me.
He glanced up at me before continuing to gently lap at me. “Go back to sleep, Baby,” he mumbled as if in a trance.
Propping myself on my elbow, I watched him. I pulled my lip between my teeth, fighting back moans at the shockwaves from his tongue caused. “I don’t think I can,” I responded softly.
For a moment, I saw a glimpse of annoyance as though I’d interrupted him. The look was gone quickly and replaced with a smirk as he placed his arm under my lower back, lifting my hips further to his face. “Then lay down and let me make you feel good,” he coaxed.
He slid his tongue into me, the angle he had my hips held at making me see stars in seconds. His fervent sucking and licking quickly brought another release. I moaned, my eyes welling with tears again.
“That’s my good girl, cum for Daddy,” Felix husked against me.
A new wave of arousal flooded through me. Daddy? Felix liked to be called Daddy too?
Felix didn’t let up at all. The overwhelming sensation against my clit was almost too much to handle. I needed a break or for him to be a bit more gentle. I whimpered. “Slow down, Daddy.”
I tried to think about anything else, knowing it would be too much for me if I came again so soon. It was difficult with him being so persistent with me. What had gotten into him?
My eyes wandered around my room in a futile attempt to distract myself. My skin paled as I saw my shorts and now red-tinged underwear that I wore to bed. My eyes widened, remembering that my period had started last night.
With a gasp, my whole body became rigid. “Felix, stop,” I ordered and tried to sit up, absolute terror overtaking me.
Embarrassment flooded through me, overpowering any kind of pleasure I felt. I didn’t want to do this if I was bleeding–it was incredibly unsanitary. I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten! How long had he been down there? Probably not long, or I would have woken up sooner.
Felix didn’t seem to hear me as he kept going, his eyes glowing the brightest red I’d ever seen. I fought my eyes from rolling back as I felt myself close again, but I still couldn’t justify doing this. No matter how hard I tried to push him away, he was much bigger than me. “Stop,” I tried again. “Felix, I said–”
Suddenly, Felix was thrown across the room with his body hitting the wall so hard, I was shocked it didn’t crack.
Dane stood next to me, looking me over for a second before pinning Felix against the wall. I flinched, watching as Felix thrashed against his hold, clearly trying to get to me.
He seethed at Dane. “If you don’t let go of me, I’m going to break your fucking neck,” he threatened, the promise evident behind his words.
I shrunk back, scared for Dane and scared for myself. What did I do that made him act this way? Was it simply the fact that I was bleeding? Felix was a vampire, after all. Nature and instinct didn’t just go away overnight.
Dane looked like he was struggling to keep Felix away. “Snap out of it!
You crossed the line!” Dane yelled back, fighting against him.
Felix wasn’t even looking at Dane; his complete attention was set on me with an unfamiliar and deadly look in his eyes. “Get the fuck off–”
My hands covered my mouth to stop a scream from escaping as Eugene snapped Felix’s neck out of nowhere, his body ragdolling onto the floor with no strength to keep him upright. Dane glared down at Felix, brushing off his button-down shirt. “What was he thinking…” he mumbled to himself.
Dane then locked eyes with me and walked over, sitting on the edge of my bed. I covered my bottom half with a blanket, remembering my nakedness from the waist down.
His eyes softened as he took me in. “I’m sorry, Angel. You shouldn’t have had to see that–”
“Is he okay?”
Eugene scoffed. “Like I give a shit, that fucker deserves to be out cold for a few hours,” he practically spat.
Dane turned, shooting Eugene a harsh glare. “You know as well as I do he didn’t mean for that to happen. Calm down,” he said firmly.
Eugene glared at Dane. “I don’t care how far gone he is–if she says stop, he fucking stops,” he spat, glancing at me as he spoke.
How far gone he is? He was acting crazy because of my blood. Ick, I was going to have to talk with him about this. I was not okay with doing things like that on my period. It may not have mattered to them because they were vampires, but it made me incredibly uncomfortable.
Dane sighed but nodded in agreeance with Eugene. I knew they were both mad about what happened–but it really felt like Felix couldn’t stop. I didn’t even think he heard me, and I wasn’t angry in that aspect. Rather, I was horrified that he would even think it was okay to do anything during this time of the month.
I bit my lip, feeling uneasy from the tension in the air. I glanced up at Dane. “Am I going to school today?” I asked, desperate to change the conversation.
“Not today, Beautiful. We need to be sure Zion and Gavin aren’t lingering around,” Dane explained as he held my hand, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.
I looked down at my hands, realizing how much it bothered me that my routine had been wrong for most of the week. I missed talking to Willow and answering people’s questions. It was satisfying to help people; helping made me happy, and they always said thank you so nicely. I loved being with my guys and having their attention 24/7, but I missed my normalcy.
Lucifer lingered in the back of my mind, but he didn’t say anything. I think I just needed to accept that he would always be listening after Jonas and Elliott attacked. He was my built-in security system.
I felt Dane’s’ eyes on me. “Theo mentioned something about pictures. I think he wanted to do a project with you today,” he commented, trying to
cheer me up.
“Really?” I peeked up at him with rounded eyes. Theo was going to help me put up our pictures? It was a long shot when I mentioned it to him, and I didn’t think he was paying much attention.
Dane smiled in relief while nodding. “Mhm, so get ready, then I’ll take you to get some pictures printed. How does that sound?” He offered.
“Okay!” I grinned, watching him get up and walk out of my room. Felix and Eugene were also gone–Eugene must have carried him out at some point. I really should’ve paid more attention to my surroundings. It was shocking how oblivious I was at times.
Getting ready for the day, I dressed in a cream sweater, pink jumper dress, and black Chucks. My hair was up in two pigtails, letting some strands fall around my face.
As I walked down the hall, I poked my head into each of their rooms, hoping they were there so I could say good morning. Unfortunately, Lucifer, Theo, and Quin weren’t in their rooms. I assumed Dane, Eugene, and a knocked-out Felix were downstairs. That left Duke.
Wandering into his room with a mischievous grin, I heard his shower running. Oh yay! I tiptoed through his room, hoping to sneak up on him. The water was loud, hopefully, loud enough to drown out any noise I made. Entering his bathroom, I pulled myself onto the counter, placing his neatly folded towel in my lap. He was going to be so impressed that I snuck in here–he didn’t even see it coming. I was not a very graceful person, but
man, I even impressed myself sometimes.
A few minutes later, the shower turned off, and I heard him pause momentarily. “Elora?” He called out, sticking his head through the curtain while giving me a pointed look. “What are you doing, Baby?” He chuckled.
My shoulders dropped. “Dang it, I thought I could surprise you,” I explained.
Duke softly shook his head at me as he smiled. “Good try, but it’s nearly impossible.” He gestured to the towel in my lap. “Will you bring me the towel, Baby?” He asked.
I moved to get up but stopped. I wanna see it…
“Come get it,” I teased, holding it to him slyly. I’d never seen a penis in person before, just funky-looking diagrams in health class (that now I realize I should have paid much more attention to). I was excused for my
last class of the day a lot in middle school for sports, which just so happened to be when I had health.
Duke raised his eyebrows, giving me a surprised stare. “I’m not decent, Elora,” he denied.
I shrugged. “You’ve seen me naked,” I argued, ushering him to step out.
His eyes locked on mine for several seconds, like he was challenging or testing me. I wasn’t backing down; I was too curious.
The corner of his mouth turned up slightly in a slight smirk. “Yes, I suppose it’s only fair,” he drawled before opening the shower curtain.
I blushed profusely, not expecting him to actually open the curtain. Honestly, I figured he would have found a way around it. I’d like to say I eyed his dripping wet abs and defined arms before I looked at it. But unfortunately, I had no self-control, and my eyes immediately zoned in on it.
It was long and about as thick around as my wrists. The tip of it looked angry and red, mushrooming over the rest of it, which was covered in veins. Oh my God. That was going to eventually be inside me?! Nope. It would never fit. Theo’s fingers felt big–how on earth was I supposed to take
that?
My eyes were practically glued open, and I couldn’t stop staring at him. I didn’t know if I was scared of it or thought it looked yummy. It definitely looked like something I wanted to touch, but I wasn’t expecting it to look so intimidating.
I didn’t even notice Duke walking towards me until the towel was gently taken from my lap. I looked up at him through my eyelashes, only holding eye contact for a second before looking at the wall. What was I thinking? This was embarrassing.
Duke placed the towel over his shoulders, making no effort to dry or cover himself. My heart pounded as he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. He smirked. “Not feeling so brave anymore, are you?” He tilted his head. His deep tone had an unusual roughness that made my lower stomach clench.
Not knowing how to respond to that, I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. No, I definitely wasn’t.
Letting go of my chin, he placed his arms on either side of me, trapping me between him and the mirror. “You’re practically drooling, Elora,” he observed. His eyes softened as his bright red eyes roamed my face. “Next
time you toy with me, I’ll take you against this counter,” he said far too calmly. “So you can watch yourself become my mindless little cock slut,” he promised.
My lips parted, and my whole body glowed with heat and color. This was not how I expected our interaction to go. I’d never heard him say such dirty things; it gave me butterflies.
Taking in my stunned reaction, he smirked. “If you eye me like that again, I’ll fuck you until you’re nothing but a pretty little mess who can’t recall your own name.” He placed a gentle kiss on my lips as if sealing his promise with it.
Holding me by my hips, he lifted me off the counter, making me stand almost flush against his body. Our height difference made me squirm as I tried not to think about what part of him was level with my torso.
He ran his hand through one of my pigtails, gently wrapping his hand around it. “Be a good girl for me and go eat breakfast. You look hungry, Baby,” he teased sweetly.
I nodded before taking my exit from the lion’s den. Rushing out of the room, I felt my hair slip through his fingers.
A huff of air escaped my lungs when I was in the clear. I placed my hands on my cheeks, feeling how hot they were. Duke was not as easily manipulated as I’d thought. That was not how I expected him to act. But I really liked it…
Elora
“T
his one’s cute too, don’t you think?” I asked Dane, gesturing to a picture of Quin and me laughing in the kitchen. Before we left the
house, I’d asked everyone to send me any group pictures or any pictures they might like of us. To my surprise, they all had several photos.
“The library wall can only hold so many, Angel,” he chuckled.
“I know… I just like them all so much,” I pouted, scrolling through the kiosk on which we downloaded the pictures. It was nearly empty in the building, probably because it was early morning on a weekday, and Dane went to the fanciest printing shop I’d ever seen.
I wanted all of the photos–it was impossible to choose. I’ve tried to sneak cute, in-the-moment candids of them, but they always caught me and ruined the authenticity of it.
They were clearly much better at capturing moments than I was. Before they sent them to me, I never knew most of these pictures existed.
He wrapped his arms around my shoulder. “How about we get a few smaller ones so we can frame them in other rooms, yes?” He thought.
“Are you sure Felix would be okay with that? I know he has a thing about decor,” I hinted with a smile. The manor had been updated to be lived in the current day and age, but it was still hundreds of years old, and Felix liked to preserve the old, or creepy, feel to it.
Dane kept one of his hands on my shoulder as he stepped in front of me with a firm expression. “Elora, I say it’s okay. If I tell you something, you don’t have to question it,” he scolded.
I bit my lip, “But–” “No buts, Angel.”
Deciding it was best not to argue, I simply nodded in agreement. I just knew Felix would be upset if we changed too much, and I didn’t want to be
on the receiving end of it.
“Dane?” I started. “What if you tell me one thing, but Felix or one of the others tells me another? Who do I listen to?” The question had been lingering in my mind since Felix told me to go to my room, and Duke made me stay–I’d felt so conflicted. I wanted to make everyone happy, but how could I when there were seven personalities in the mix?
Dane knitted his eyebrows while his eyes roamed my features. “You can always make your own decisions, Elora. If any of us tell you to do something you don’t want to, tell us,” he responded gently.
“Unless it’s medical advice, then I’m definitely going to you, doc,” I assured with a giggle. I tried to picture Theo performing surgery. “Imagine Theo as a doctor!” I shivered. “Think of the disaster…”
Dane chuckled. “I’d rather not.”
We finished picking our pictures, getting many in different sizes. I was so excited to hang them with Theo. The photos would make the manor feel much homier.
The clerk woman eyed Dane in a way that made my skin crawl. “Your order will be ready in a few minutes, sir,” she gave him a flirty smile.
I tried not to glare at her from where we stood on the other side of the counter. He was mine, and the woman needed to stop looking at him like that… he was for my eyes only.
Dane gave her a quick nod. “Thank you,” he said politely.
She bit her lip, looking like a hound gnawing on a chew toy… that was mean. I shouldn’t care so much that she was flirting with him, he only loves me, and I knew that. But she didn’t.
She handed him a piece of paper with a phone number written down. “If you need anything else outside of photos, give me a call,” she winked.
Nope, I didn’t like that one bit.
Snatching the paper from her hands, I looked the woman dead in the eyes as I ripped it to shreds. With an innocent smile, I gestured to the area behind the counter. “Is there a trashcan back there?” I held out the torn paper to her, waiting for her to take back her failed attempt at getting Dane’s attention.
Okay, I needed to calm down. I felt so angry. What kind of woman flirted with a man when he was clearly here with someone else. Ick.
She opened her mouth and glared at me before she rolled her eyes, taking the trash from me before walking to the back.
Dane smirked down at me. “I didn’t peg you for the jealous type, Angel.
After Jennifer and now this, I was wrong,” he teased.
Crossing my arms and shrugging, I responded, “She kept looking at you, being all gross and flirty.”
He wrapped his arms around me, pressing my back into his chest. “So? I’m yours. You’re far too beautiful to be jealous of anyone else,” he complimented.
With a slight tilt of my head, I looked up at him through my lashes. “Say that again,” I smirked. I loved how that sounded.
Dane raised his eyebrows. “You’re beautiful–” “The other thing.”
He turned me around before gently placing his finger under my chin. His lips were dangerously close to mine as he spoke. “I’m yours. I always have been.”
My stomach erupted with butterflies. That was what I wanted to hear. Stood on my tiptoes, I kissed him on his perfectly plump lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down to me.
Dane kissed me softly, slowly, like he savored every second. I tilted my head to the side, parting my lips for him, craving more.
He took the invitation greedily, his tongue darting into my mouth as he let out a low moan that made my lower stomach clench. His grip on my hips tightened as he pulled me flush against him.
I quickly realized he was a much more gentle kisser than the others so far. He was still very much so in control, but I could kiss him for hours. With the others, my lips would start to hurt from the sucking, or I’d run out of breath. But Dane’s kisses… Goodness, help me.
I heard footsteps, and without stopping our hot, little make-out session, I opened my eyes, seeing the clerk with several bags of photos in her hands. She stared at us wide-eyed, and I almost smirked.
Without looking away from her, I sucked on his yummy tongue, slowly pulling away from him. He was fucking mine.
“Kitten…” Lucifer practically groaned in my mind. “Watch your language, or I’ll put your mouth to good use,” he threatened.
Oops?
The woman looked stunned as she pointed to the bags, clearly at a loss for words.
Dane looked down at me in a trance as I stepped away from him. His lips were slightly ajar, and his eyes clouded as he followed my every movement. With a grin, I reached into his hoodie pocket and grabbed his wallet. It looks like he was long gone–dang, Felix said I was a good kisser, but who knew! Dane literally seemed like he was in his own world.
I handed the clerk his card, and she quickly ran it.
What has gotten into me? This so wasn’t like me. Maybe it was the hormones. Yeah, definitely that.
She handed his card back to me. “H–have a good day, miss,” she swallowed, averting her gaze from us.
Grabbing the bags, I handed them to Dane. He took them, but his eyes never left me. We silently walked out to his car, the air still very thick between us.
Huh, Duke had clearly become less easy to manipulate, but Dane seemed like a completely different story.
After we loaded the trunk with the bags, I went around to sit in the passenger seat, ready to go home and hang them.
Dane grabbed my hand before I could reach the door handle, “Backseat,” he ordered, his voice rasped and stern.
My eyes rounded, and my stomach clenched again. He opened the door to the backseat, and I climbed in. Confused, I watched him get in with me, closing the door behind him.
Not seconds later, he pulled me into his lap, and I instantly felt something hard pressed against my underwear. I gasped, but it was cut short as he slammed his lips against mine, continuing right where we had left off in the shop.
I melted into him while my hands tangled themselves in his hair. Feeling him slide my overall skirt up my hips, I gently moaned. He didn’t make any effort to remove my underwear, which I appreciated.
His hands squeezed my bottom, firmly dragging my hips forward, making me rub against him.
With a gasp, I broke away from the kiss. Dane didn’t stop guiding my hips, pulling me back and then forcefully forward. Knowing what it was that I was rubbing against and feeling him twitch under me made me a panting mess in seconds.
Dane watched me with so much intensity I thought I would crumble under his touch. “You think you’re clever? Sucking my tongue like it’s a
cock,” he groaned, bucking his own hips up as he pulled me forward.
My hands gripped his shoulders, trying to keep myself stable as he used my lower half to his pleasure. I moaned, biting my bottom lip. “She had to know that you’re mine,” I attempted to explain through moans.
My clit throbbed, desperately wanting his sweatpants off. If it felt good through both our underwear and his thick sweats, I couldn’t imagine how it felt with nothing between us. Goodness, I wanted him so badly.
Dane slapped my bottom, and I cried out. It stung but sent a flood of arousal straight to my girly parts. If I wasn’t wearing a tampon, I was sure there’d be a wet mess between us.
He looked down at me darkly. “Yes, you made that abundantly clear, darling. But you made me hard, and now your hot, little pussy is going to finish me off,” he bucked his hips up again.
My head fell back in pleasure. I should tease him more often.
Moving my own hips, I matched his thrusts. Fervently, we ground against each other, both of us greedily using one another to get off.
A string of moans and whimpers escaped my lips as I felt myself close to cumming. He took control of my movements and jerked my hips over the tent in his sweatpants. “Shit, I want you to ride me, just like this, with my cock buried inside you,” he moaned.
His thrusts became jerky and rigid, and I watched in a trance as his head fell back, his eyes remaining locked on me. His lips parted as his moans turned to whimpers. “Fuck Baby, cum with me–cum for my cock,” he said through soft whimpers.
With one final thrust, I cried out in ecstasy, my eyes welling with tears as I came on top of him, my legs slightly shook from the spread position they were in.
Dane moaned while his hands palmed my ass, watching me as he twitched against me.
With a sigh, he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and smothered me in kisses.
He kissed me slowly, his tongue dancing with mine, as if we had done this a million times.
My shaking body relaxed onto him, and I felt happiness spread through my nerves.
After what felt like hours of kissing, I finally pulled away, noticing something damp on my thigh.
Looking down between us, I saw a wet spot on his sweatpants. I widened my eyes, not knowing how that happened. I didn’t think any would leak out… I looked up at him through my lashes. “Sorry, I made a mess…”
He knitted his eyebrows together, his gaze following mine. He softly shook his head and chuckled. “That’s my mess, Angel,” he assured.
A blush crept up my neck. I wasn’t sure if he came or not… I didn’t really know how to tell–I mean, I knew something came out; I just didn’t know if it was like mine or not.
A sudden wave of accomplishment hit me, and I beamed up at him. “Really? You mean I made you feel good, too?” I thought out loud.
I knew we both enjoyed what’d happened, but it filled me with so much joy and accomplishment that I was able to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
His hand cupped my cheek. “Of course you did. You did so well, Baby.
You’re so perfect for me,” he cooed, placing small kisses all over my face. Overjoyed with love, there was no stopping the giggles that followed.
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“We’re home!” I called as Dane, and I walked through the front door. He set the bags down and promptly went upstairs (probably to clean himself from our earlier sexy time).
No one answered, so I wandered around the first floor for a few minutes, looking for one of them.
I found them all in the backyard, all shirtless with jeans on. I sure was a lucky girl today.
Stepping outside, the sun hit my legs, but the crisp air sent a chill up my arms.
Eugene and Quin were punching each other, looking like they were having a gentleman’s brawl, but with more aggression. I pushed my eyebrows together in confusion. Why were they fighting? Clearly, they weren’t mad at each other because they were smiling and laughing at each other.
Honestly, the sight of all of them together made my heart happy.
Felix locked eyes with me, and I waved him over. I hadn’t forgotten about what happened this morning, and I’d been planning my lecture.
In a few long strides, he was next to me. “Shall I apologize now or after you tell me how wrong I was?” He asked, obviously aware of the scolding he was in for.
I crossed my arms. “After, so you know what you’re sorry for,” I started.
He nodded as he took a seat on the porch swing, patting his lap. “Come on then, let me hear it, Baby,” he beckoned.
I tried not to smile as I happily sat on his thigh. Turning to him, I tried not to feel intimidated. His abs had abs, and they were on full display to me. Ugh, did he plan this? Clearly, he knew I was planning on having a talk with him. But he looked so yummy…
I made sure my gaze never left his eyes as I spoke, knowing I might forget what I was supposed to be upset about. “First, you are never allowed to do anything like that during this time of the month. I don’t like it, and it makes me uncomfortable,” I gave him a stern look.
He didn’t respond; he nodded, listening, and allowed me to speak. “Second, you should have stopped the first time I asked, Felix. I’m not
too mad about that–” I admitted. “But, next time, you listen to me, or I’ll…” I looked around, trying to think of something to threaten him with. There was not much I could do to him myself; he was invincible. I glanced at his lips and grinned. “I’ll never kiss you again,” I threatened. It wasn’t possible, I’d give in quickly, but he didn’t need to know that.
Felix looked taken back but nodded. “I promise I’ll never do either of those things again,” he said sincerely. “I won’t give you any excuses for my actions, but I am truly sorry, sweetheart. More about the second than the first,” he gave me a sly look.
I sighed. “You’re gross.”
“We’re vampires, Elora. For humans, yes, it probably would be, but–”
I gave him a sharp look, “I am a human, and it’s gross to me,” I exclaimed. I got it; I really did. But that was not something I would ever be comfortable with. I didn’t want to hear about how normal he might think it was.
He eyed me and softly nodded. “As you wish, I’ll never mention it again,” he promised.
I nodded, finally letting myself look down at him. Felix was the bulkiest out of all my guys. He was much broader than the others. “What are you all doing?” I asked, looking at the others, seeing Theo and Lucifer going at it.
Felix smiled. “After Eugene snapped my neck this morning, he needed to be humbled. So, I fought him. It turned into a pissing contest to see who’s the best brawler,” he explained.
I laughed. “Really? Is that something you need answered? You’re all strong,” I said. It seemed silly, but if they were having fun, I guess it was okay–especially if none of them were actually getting hurt.
Theo ran over to us, the speed giving me whiplash. “Ready to decorate, Princess?” He smiled.
“Yeah! Dane and I got so many good photos,” I got up from Felix’s lap. “Decorate?” Felix questioned. There was already distaste growing
behind his eyes.
Uh oh. Here we go.
