Five Years Later
Elora
I paced the living room, checking off everything that was ready for the wedding tomorrow. “Flowers, dress, food, tables, chairs, drinks, rings, gift table, photographer–did I say food?”
“Elora,” Eugene grabbed my shoulders, giving me a comforting smile. “You’ve gone through your list at least twenty times. Everything is ready. All we have to do is get married tomorrow. Exhale, okay?” He chuckled.
My shoulders relaxed. Ten years went by too fast. It was hard to believe that so much time had passed since they proposed. All of my time had gone into planning this massive wedding and school. I graduated with my doctorate a few months ago. I’d never heard Dane cheer louder than he did when they called my name and handed me my diploma. It was one of the best, most rewarding moments of my life.
Dane got me a fantastic job, basically being his personal anesthesiologist. I only worked when he did, which was only for special cases where no other surgeons could perform surgery on a kid. It was the best job in the world; after I put the patient under, I spent the entire surgery admiring him while he worked his magic. I loved seeing him work, maybe a little too much… The hospital has seen some stuff.
When I wasn’t drowning in homework or studying, I was planning. The bridal party had all eight of us plus our six hundred guests. Of course, I wouldn’t accept anything short of absolute perfection. So, I made sure everything for tomorrow would be perfect.
The only thing that I didn’t plan was the floral arrangements. Felix made a trip to Maryland, where he placed a massive order at a small floral
shop. The order was significant enough to put the owner and her wife into retirement…
Felix claims that his heartwarming kindness wasn’t my wedding present, but I couldn’t think of anything else they could’ve possibly got me that would make me as happy as I was when he told me that.
I took a breath and nodded. “Okay,” I relaxed.
“The clans will be arriving soon, Love.” He held my face between his hands. “Stop worrying about the wedding, or I’ll have Duke compel you ] “Okay!” I giggled before standing on my toes and kissing him, pushing the intrusive thoughts out of my mind… for now.
“Knock knock!” I smiled at his booming voice. “Man of honor is here,” Jason called as he walked in the front door.
It’d been a few months since I last saw him. He went with me to pick out my wedding dress. Obviously, Lucifer stayed out of my mind for that. He didn’t complain about my safety because Jason was there with me. No one would dare try to attack an insane bride-to-be with necromancer powers while the most feared alpha in the United States was with her.
Jason had changed a lot. His days were filled with fighting, delegating, and being the alpha of several large packs. It made him harder, less silly like he used to be. He was also growing like a weed, standing almost as tall as Felix was. Nevertheless, he was still my best friend, and I might have been the last person in the world that knew him before the world took its toll on his once-sweet self.
Excitement filled me as I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his torso. “Hi! I’m getting married tomorrow!” I beamed up at him in excitement.
“Hi, Smalls.” He chuckled.
I let go of him and looked at the bag he held. “There better be a suit in there,” I lectured.
He rolled his eyes, passing me as he walked further into the house. “Of course I brought a suit. You texted me a million times to remind me,” he dismissed.
He nodded at my guys. “Felix,” he greeted. “Jason,” Felix responded, equally as dull.
Ugh, men.
“The party has arrived!” “Fashionably early!”
It’d been ten years since I last saw them, but it felt like yesterday. Sebastian and Ramsey walked through the front door, followed by Clarence and Dimitri. All of their hands were full, carrying bags of liquor bottles.
I widened my eyes, covering my mouth as I giggled.
My guys smiled and greeted our friends, giving them half-hugs and making jokes about the copious amount of alcohol.
Dimitri approached me with a massive smile. “Ah, our prinkípissa, you look as beautiful as ever,” he kissed each of my cheeks quickly.
“Hi, Dimitri,” I giggled at his formalness and hugged him. “How have you been?” I asked, genuinely curious.
He smirked. “Lovely. I’ve been looking forward to the royal wedding for many years now; I’m overjoyed to be here,” he confessed. His accent was thick as he grabbed my hand, holding it between his hands. “I’m excited to have you officially be a part of our culture–”
“Dimitri, you’re smothering the poor girl,” Seb pushed him away and placed a massive bottle of strawberry-flavored rum in my hand. “Drink up, kid,” He smirked, ruffling my hair.
Blushing, I pressed my lips together, giving my guys a ‘help me’ look. “I’m getting married tomorrow,” I reminded in a dull tone. I pointed to my guys, who were opening their bottles already. “And so are they,” I added.
Ramsey tossed a bottle at Jason, who caught it effortlessly. A mischievous gleam sparked in his eyes before he grinned at me. “Exactly the reason we brought drinks,” he dismissed. “It’s a celebration, my dear. I’ll show you how we used to do things in the 1920s,” he smirked.
Felix stood beside me, sending me a small smile and wrapping his heavy arm over my shoulders. “You can tell them to fuck off, Baby,” he joked. “You’re stuck with them tonight, so you might as well get used to it,” he informed.
“I’m stuck with them?” I cocked a questioning eyebrow at him, “What does that mean?”
Felix gave Duke a pointed look, as did all my other guys. “Go ahead, Duke. It’s your request.”
Duke didn’t seem bothered by their scrutiny as he flashed his charming smile at me. “It’s traditional for the bride and groom…s to be apart the night before the wedding,” He explained.
Unable to tell if he was serious or not, I placed a sarcastic hand on my hip. How was I supposed to sleep without one of them cuddling me? Not to
mention the amount of vampires that will be in our house again. I’d earned their respect, but that didn’t mean everyone adored me. They would; eventually, I was working on it. What’s not to adore?
Clarence gave Duke a teasing smirk and slapped his back. “No premarital sex either, right Duke?”
Oh, end me now. I averted my eyes as their deep chuckles filled the room. Yeah, that ship sailed many years ago.
Theo looked at his watch before he grinned. “No sex twenty-four hours before the wedding must count for something,” he joked.
“Theo!” I scolded his bluntness.
Quin looked at his own watch before he mumbled. “The ceremony starts at two, and it’s about five, so we’ll have made it 22 hours,” he corrected.
“Quin!” I scolded. Why was he calling me out like that? I was stressed, so about an hour ago… there was some stress relief.
Theo looked perplexed as our friends laughed. “Where the hell was I?” He questioned, pointing to Dane in acquisition, assuming he was the culprit who snuck off with me.
Dane raised his hands in surrender. “I was setting up tables, same as you. Felix?” He asked.
“Wasn’t me.”
“Me neither,” Eugene added.
Duke rolled his eyes, shooting each of us looks that could kill. “Who ruined the twenty-four-hour rule?” He asked.
Lucifer came down the stairs, clad in sweatpants and a dark hoodie–as usual. “I didn’t know that you were serious,” he admitted lowly, taking a bottle from Seb.
Jason held his hand out for my bottle. “Need help opening that?” He offered a smug grin, enjoying my embarrassment.
If they were going to continue this conversation or tease me more– which I was sure they were–I would need something to take the edge off. “Yup,” I handed him the bottle.
He cracked it open and handed it back to me. “Cheers,” he chuckled while raising his bottle.
Dimitri raised his bottle. “To the bachelorette party, which is much more fun than the bachelors,” he smirked at my guys.
I playfully rolled my eyes as they chuckled before everyone took the equivalent of a shot from their bottles. Grimacing, I got the alcohol shivers as I swallowed. Everyone else seemed unbothered by the foul taste, but they’d been drinking for like a million years.
“My God, we really are her bachelorettes,” Ramsey realized, taking another drink. “And here I thought you asked us to watch over her for the night because of your term,” he joked.
All I really needed for a bachelorette party was Jason. We had enough fun with just the two of us, but I wouldn’t complain; the more, the merrier. Despite what they said, nothing too crazy would happen tonight.
“So, we get downstairs, you get upstairs?” Dane suggested.
“Are we really avoiding each other until the wedding?” I questioned, giving Duke a pointed look. I loved his old-fashioned manners most of the time, but this was kind of annoying. They should know by now that I had a tendency to get myself in trouble when they told me not to do something. It was like dangling a crêpe with extra cream in my face and telling me not to eat it… A girls gotta eat, and making that food forbidden just made it sexy.
In general, I listened, and was good. Sometimes, though, the devil on my shoulder won. I loved teasing them, and they just presented me with the perfect opportunity–come on!
Duke nodded. “Yes.”
“I wouldn’t say avoiding, Love,” Eugene started. “Like Ramsey said, think of it as your bachelorette party and our bachelor party. You, Jason, Seb, Ramsey, and Dimitri will be upstairs, and we’ll be down here with the rest of the clans.”
Clarence pushed his head back as if he was insulted. “Why do I get the lame ass bachelor’s party–no offense,” he held his hands up. “I’d much rather be at the fun party with Seb and Ramsey,” he explained, giving the two an eager smile. Something told me that Seb and Ramsey were up to no good.
Dane gave him a sharp look. “Because you can’t mind your own business,” he said.
Clarence looked confused for a split second before bursting out into laughter. “Was that ten years ago?!” He looked at Seb and Ramsey. “Wait– they saw the same thing as I did?” He defended.
I was completely lost. Jason and I shared a look of confusion but didn’t question their bazaar conversation.
“Only because you showed them,” Duke scolded. He glanced at me before giving Clarence a sharp look. “You’ll be downstairs with us. End of discussion,” he decided.
Clarence shrugged in acceptance. “That’s fair.” He mischievously looked around at all my guys before he winked at me. “You look as beautiful as ever,” he raised his glass.
“RIP,” Theo muttered before chasing Clarence out the front door. All I heard was Clarence laughing in amusement before they were both gone in the blink of an eye.
“Why are we friends with him again?” Quin questioned. Felix shrugged, and everyone laughed again.
I am so lost.
Shortly after Theo and Clarence ran off, the clans started to show up. They poured through the door like a tsunami, each bowing to Felix as they passed. The ones permitted to speak to me congratulated me warmly before going further into the castle.
Duke took me from Felix, grabbed my hand, and kissed it. “Ready?” He asked while gesturing to the stairs. He seemed uncomfortable with all these vampires around me, which I understood.
The last time there was a gathering, I died. It made a lot of sense for them to be nervous and have strong vampires, and Jason guard me for the night.
Sending him a comforting look, I nodded. My guys stood around me– except for Theo, who was probably beating Clarence to a pulp, but that was none of my business.
I gave them each pointed looks but too sweet a smile. “I swear if any of you show up drunk or late tomorrow, I’ll lose it,” I said through my teeth as I smiled. That was literally the only thing that could go wrong at this point. I knew they would never do that, just in case they needed a not-so-friendly reminder. I wanted them to have fun tonight, but not at the expense of my absolutely perfectly planned wedding.
Surprisingly, Felix looked slightly intimidated by my threat–as he should have been, I was completely serious. I felt oddly flattered that the only time I’d ever seen the vampire king look so wary was because of little old Bridezilla me.
Quin kissed me, his lips soft and sweet, like a promise. “Have some faith, Doll.”
Eugene kissed me next. “Have fun, and the same goes for you. I don’t want you stumbling down the aisle,” he teased.
“Me?” I giggled.
“You.” They all said in unison. Truth be told, I hadn’t drunk since senior skip day. Until recently, the smell of alcohol made me gag. That night definitely scarred me for many years–a decade, to be exact.
Felix kissed me, giving my ass a slight slap. “Behave,” he warned. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Angel,” Dane flirted before kissing me.
Lucifer looked down at me. “I’m going to leave your mind for the night so you can talk about wedding gifts and your dress,” he spoke into my thoughts. “Stay away from cupcakes,” he added aloud, making me giggle. He leaned down, hiding our faces in his hoodie as he kissed me.
“You’ll find Theo, right?” I asked while turning to Duke, slightly worried he might get lost and miss the wedding.
“Yes, don’t worry about anything, Baby. Do me a favor?” He gave me a pointed look, and I nodded.
Lowering his voice, he moved me away from the crowd. “Later tonight, remember my terms. We haven’t been excellent about following premarital rules, and I just want this one thing to be done right,” he smiled.
“You think that I’m going to call one of you?” I clarified with a chuckle. “I can last one night without cuddles,” I assured.
A playful look grew on his lips as he gently shook his head. “I wasn’t talking about cuddles, Baby.”
“Oh,” I raised my eyebrows. “I can last a night without that, too,” I blushed, looking away.
“He’s trying to tell you that you’re a horny drunk,” Quin said through the kink-link.
My mouth fell open, not remembering that from the last time I was drunk. “I am not!” I defended, pushing past Duke, wanting to leave this conversation.
Catching my hand in his, he spun me back around, pulling me into his chest. He smirked down at me. “Don’t worry; I’ve already told Dimitri and Jason that they also have to stop you from being a bad influence on us,” he winked before he kissed me.
I giggled into the kiss. Jeez, you’d think I’m some sex crazed–
“You are,” Lucifer interrupted before I felt his presence in my mind leave, giving me the privacy to think about the wedding for the rest of the
night.
Duke let me go, and I started walking with Jason, following Ramsey, Seb, and Dimitri up the stairs. Jason nudged me. “Who knew you’d need cockblock bodyguards,” he teased, trying to hold back laughs.
“I don’t. They’re over-exaggerating,” I defended with a defensive roll of my eyes.
We began walking up the stairs, bottles of alcohol in our hands, ready to celebrate.
“Elora!” I flinched as Theo’s voice boomed through the house. Turning, I saw him standing by the front door, tapping his foot at me. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor in front of him. “Get your ass down here,” he scolded.
Leave it to Theo to make everyone stare. I bit back a smile as I walked down to him. “Yes?” I teased, knowing full well what he wanted.
He grinned, pulling me to him by my hips. “This may very well be the last time I get to call you princess, Princess,” he tilted his head.
“You can call me whatever you want,” I assured. Princess was just a nickname. I didn’t expect him to call me queen from tomorrow on. Princess was cuter anyway.
Moving closer to my lips, he gave me a devilish smirk. “Oh really? Whatever I want?” He repeated. He placed his lips against mine, pathetically giving me butterflies from the dirty tone of his voice.
“Alright, that’s it, we’re cockblocking,” Seb grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away from Theo.
Theo groaned, and I giggled. I waved at him and my other guys as my men-ettes went upstairs. “I love you!”
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“Take a fucking shot!” Jason pointed at me, calling me out.
Everyone gasped, and I blushed. They were shocked at their newfound image and information about me. We were in the upstairs kitchen, something that was never used. I was lying on top of the counter, the room
spinning around me. The cold granite felt amazing on my heated skin from the rum.
The others were sprawled out, much drunker than I was. They’d finished three bottles between the four of them. Their metabolism worked faster than mine, so they were able to drink and barely feel a thing.
We started the night off talking about my wedding dress, which I blabbered on for about an hour. It was custom-made by some famous designer, one of a kind, and cost more than I’d admit. Then I started to feel tipsy, and music played, so I made them have a dance party with me.
That led them to decide that I needed to ‘catch up’ because I was still decently sober. So, we were playing an incredibly unfair game where they assumed something about my guys or me, and if they guessed correctly, I had to take a shot. If they assumed incorrectly, they had to take a shot. They named it ‘the bride and groom game,’ but I knew they were just being snoopy.
“Are you ever going to let me live that down?” I groaned, taking another shot of the yummy rum. I loved strawberries–still.
Jason shook his head. “Never.”
Sebastian was lying on the floor. “How does Jason know about handcuffs?” He widened his eyes. “Spill,” he demanded, looking ready for a story.
Dimitri guessed that I’d been handcuffed before… Cheap shot if you ask me.
Jason sat up. “Alright, so this was years ago when I was still human. It was my first time here, and I had to pee. I go into little Miss Innocent’s bathroom–”
I covered my face with my hands. “Please stop.”
“A pair of handcuffs and a vibrator were on the shower ledge,” he finished, too smug with himself.
Ramsey smirked at me. “Ooo, she’s blushing–” “Ask a different question,” I rushed out.
Dimitri pressed his lips together in thought. “Theo likes to be on the bottom, doesn’t he?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. None of my guys preferred being on the bottom. Maybe Dane was a power bottom, but I was never the one in control. I didn’t want to be. “Drink!” I said through a laugh.
They were playing loud music for their party downstairs, and we also had our own music playing up here. None of the nosy vampires downstairs could hear us up here, which I appreciated. I was honestly having a lot of fun–although I chose not to answer many of their questions, which was an answer in itself. My guys and I liked our privacy; no one needed to know our business.
“Damn,” Dimitri chuckled.
Seb clapped his hands once. “I’ve got one,” he announced proudly. “Quin’s cooking isn’t that good, and you just pretend to like it so you won’t hurt his feelings–”
“Drink,” I smiled. “He’s actually an excellent cook, and I love his food,” I clarified. My stomach growled at the thought of food, and I realized how late it was.
Sliding off the counter, I fixed my dress quickly so my ass wouldn’t show. I started opening cupboards, but they were obviously all empty. “Dang.”
“Are you hungry?” Ramsey asked. I grabbed my bottle and took a shot.
Everyone busted out into laughter. “That wasn’t part of the game, Smalls,” Jason shook his head.
I giggled. “Oh, I think I’m drunk,” I voiced my excuse for my ditzy moment. They happen more often than I’d like, even if I wasn’t drunk. “Can one of you go downstairs and get cookies or something?” I gave them all a sweet smile.
Cookies sounded delicious! Speaking of snacks… I couldn’t help but wonder what my guys were doing. I hoped they were having as much fun as I was. I contemplated whether I should say anything through the kink-link. Technically, if they just heard my voice, that didn’t count as being together the night before the wedding, right?
“I miss you,” I said, deciding it wouldn’t hurt.
“Don’t tempt them, Elora. I know what you’re doing,” Duke responded immediately like he had his response planned out.
I bit back a smile. Too easy.
“Hey!” Sebastian pointed a finger at me. “Cockblock–no mind-linking,” he delegated.
“I wasn’t doing anything–”
“Bullshit, you dirty little liar. I saw that face,” he shot back.
A smirk crept onto my lips, betraying my defense. “Yeah, you’re right,” I giggled, not sober enough to argue my innocence.
Jason chuckled, beginning to stand. “You said you wanted cookies?” He asked.
“Uh-huh, and strawberries,” I added as he left to get us snacks.
“I’m surprised you still like strawberries after what happened,” Ramsey said.
I shrugged. “I love strawberries too much to hold a grudge. Antons dead anyway, so–”
Sebastian laughed. “No, he isn’t–”
“Seb,” Dimitri gave him a sharp look.
Confusion washed over me, and I furrowed my brows. Lucifer killed him–at least, that was what he told me. “What do you mean?” I stared at him.
Seb cringed at himself. “Shit, forgot about that,” he glanced at Dimitri and Ramsey, who were shaking their heads at him. “Well, he’s definitely not alive exactly,” he began his explanation. “Lucifer took over his mind that day and made Anton impale himself with tree roots.”
“Oh, ew!” I exclaimed.
Ramsey smiled. “It was so sick.”
“Anton is still alive; he just can’t move, see, hear, or drink blood. He’s been a vampire long enough to stay alive for hundreds of years without blood,” Seb continued. “Lucifer can make Anton use his powers from anywhere with mind control, giving Lucifer full access to Anton’s gift. He’s more of a puppet at this point–”
“Alright, that’s enough. The fact of the matter is, he’s basically dead, and Lucifer absorbed a useful gift,” Dimitri summarized.
I didn’t know that. Why hadn’t Lucifer ever shown me that he could manipulate plants? He knew how much I liked it. Now that I thought about it, our garden had been shockingly lively for the past ten years.
It was possible that Lucifer didn’t want me to think less of him for keeping Anton in such a horrible condition. Luckily for him, I thought it was a suitable punishment, and the soon-to-be queen in me realized the asset of Anton’s gift. It would be a waste to throw away.
Jason returned to the room with a bowl of strawberries and a box of cookies. “It’s a madhouse down there,” he chuckled. He set the snacks down on the counter.
With a smile, I hopped onto the counter again. “Thank you!” I drunkenly gushed, plopping one of the strawberries into my mouth.
I closed my eyes as I chewed. Pure bliss.
Dimitri grabbed a cookie. “I haven’t had human food in many years,” he said before taking a bite.
“I have human food every day,” I informed.
Jason shook his head as he laughed at me. “You’re hammered, Smalls.”
He’s just jealous because he eats dog food. Snickering at my inner thoughts, I pointed down to the floor, where my guys were somewhere downstairs. “No. They’re the hammers. I’m the nail,” I explained, unable to cover up my laugh. Ugh, I missed them.
“Kaló parádeiso, aftó to korítsi treláthike. To agapó!” Dimitri laughed.
Sebastian’s mouth fell open as he looked at Ramsey. “Should we cut her off?” He chuckled nervously.
A song started playing on our stereo that I recognized. I gasped, loving the loud bass and catchy beat. “Turn it up!” I giggled, standing up on the counter.
“Ay!” Ramsey cheered, raising his bottle and nodding his head along with the beat as he turned it up.
The stereo blasted the song so loud that the bass rattled my ribs. I danced my heart out, taking a shot every few minutes as we had another dance party. I spun and twirled my hips with my hands in the air.
We were all laughing at each other’s horrible dancing and poking fun.
Dancing Queen started playing, and we collectively gasped, sharing excited looks.
Dimitri stood by the light switch, flicking it on and off quickly, making strobe lights as we danced. Jason, Seb, and Ramsey fed my ego, serenading me as they danced around the counter.
Endless fits of drunken laughter left me as I basked in the pre-wedding excitement. The whole night felt like a fever dream, and I couldn’t have asked for better men-etts.
The concept of time left me, and the next thing I knew, I was over Jason’s shoulder, giggling. “Party pooper,” I scolded.
He chuckled. “You’ve gotta get married tomorrow, and you’ll kill me if you wake up with a hangover,” he defended.
I shrugged; yeah, I guess he had a point. “You’re such a good friend, Jason. I love you,” I gushed.
“I love you too…”
Ramsey and Seb, who were walking behind Jason and me, gave each other a quick look before they laughed.
“You are the vampire queen, young and sweet, only…” I paused my singing, trying to remember how old I was. “Nineteen!” I giggled. I’m young forever!
Jason chuckled, setting me down in front of my door. “Go to bed, Smalls,” he insisted.
Sloppily raising my hand to my forehead, I saluted him. “Aye, Aye, alpha doggie boy!”
He rolled his eyes, but I saw his smirk before he turned around and sat on the floor outside my door.
Ramsey crossed his arms over his chest. “We’ll be right outside all night, so don’t even try to call one of them, Elora,” he warned.
“Boo!” I dramatically gave him a thumbs down. “You’re boring,” I teased.
They all laughed before Ramsey pointed into my bedroom. “Goodnight,” he deadpanned.
That’s what he thinks. It was crêpe time.
“Goodnight!” I half-heartedly waved over my shoulder.
Immediately after closing my door, I started my master plan. Duke was right. I was a very horny drunk. Cockblockers outside my door or not–I was getting fucked.
I plopped down on my bed with an ‘oof.’ I bit my lip, wondering which of my guys would break first if I used the kink-link. Lucifer, Felix, and Theo never told me no. However, Eugene and Quin also broke easily if I tried really hard. Dane and Duke were immediate nos–dreamy rule followers.
Another idea came to mind as I remembered that Duke would stop any of them if I begged through the kink-link. So, going with the safest option, I pulled out my phone. I looked at each of my guys’ names in my text list, trying to decide which of them wouldn’t turn me down, wouldn’t tell the others, and could sneak away easily.
Clicking on Theo’s name, I grinned. I sent him one word, knowing my message would get through easily enough.
Theo.
Placing my phone on my chest, I waited patiently. I hoped he would check his phone in the midst of their party. I was the only one in the house besides Jason who needed to sleep, so they would be going at it all night.
My phone buzzed after a few minutes, and I read his reply.
Window.
My lips tightened, stopping my victorious giggle. I slid my underwear off under my dress, so he would have easy access. The cockblockers wouldn’t think anything of the noise; they probably assumed I was getting undressed for bed.
I searched for a heartbeat audio on my phone, so the cockblockers outside wouldn’t realize I wasn’t in my room. I put it on a low volume, placing it on my bed. Over the loud music downstairs, they might not even realize I was gone anyway.
Tiptoeing over to my already open window, I peered down. Theo was smirking up at me, standing at the bottom. He held his finger to his lips, gesturing for me to keep quiet. Tilting his head, he held his arms out, signaling me to jump down.
There wasn’t any doubt in my mind that he’d catch me as I jumped over the edge of the window.
As expected, he caught me effortlessly and immediately ran into the woods with me in his arms. He ran for half a minute, far enough away that none of the vampires in our house would hear us.
He set me down on my feet. I stumbled from the whiplash and rum flowing through my system. “Did they see you?” I asked.
“Lucifer saw me walk away, but I doubt he questioned it,” he assured.
“Good,” I rushed out. I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his face down to mine.
He moaned into my mouth, pushing me against a tree. The moon and stars were the only light sources in the dark woods. I could taste the mango- flavored alcohol he drank as he stuck his tongue in my mouth.
Our kiss was drunk, sloppy, and incredibly desperate. My pussy was throbbing greedily, needing him inside me.
He grabbed the back of my knee, wrapping my leg around his waist. “Fuck,” he cursed. His lips trailed across my cheek as he moved from my lips to my neck.
Reaching down, I grabbed his rock-hard dick through his jeans. “You’ve got a big problem down there,” I said through moans. “You should do something about that,” I flirted in a sultry voice. My pussy was dripping as I palmed him, impatiently waiting for him to fuck me.
He moved back up to my lips, talking in between desperate kisses. “I’m not the only one with a problem, Princess.” He pushed my skirt up and touched me. He pulled away from my lips, giving me a dark look as he realized I went commando for him. “You’re so fucking hot,” he moaned.
He grabbed my shoulders, quickly turning me around. “Hold onto the tree,” he demanded, pushing my upper body down, giving him full access to my ass and pussy.
Holding my hands out in front of me, I used the tree to keep me stable as he undid his pants. Not even seconds later, he pushed into me. I cried out in relief and pleasure. “Fuck… yes,” I moaned.
He held my hips, roughly fucking into me with no remorse, giving us both what we craved. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol, nerves from the wedding, or the naughtiness of us sneaking out, but he felt amazing.
“I told you.” My eyes shot open, hearing Lucifer’s low, calm tone. “She’s with Theo; nothing to worry about,” he finished casually.
A gasp left my lips, seeing Lucifer smirking at me with Sebastian, Ramsey, and Clarence beside him. All of their bright red eyes were on us. On me.
My skin heated in a blush so fierce my body temperature must have risen four degrees. “Theo,” I tried to sound as humiliated as I was, but with him pushing into me at the same time, it came out as a moan. I didn’t want him to stop; I needed this more than I needed air. But they were watching.
Sebastian chuckled. “You really thought we wouldn’t notice you were gone?” He taunted. “Are you really this desperate?” He continued.
“Lucifer!” I gave him a pointed look. Why weren’t Lucifer and Theo making them leave? He literally spoke to me while my cervix was being crushed. They weren’t able to see anything but the side of my ass, thanks to the dress, but Theo was hitting all the right spots inside of me.
Lucifer smirked, his arms crossed over his broad chest. “You’re the one who wanted to sneak off and act like a slut, Kitten. Now, for wasting their time, you’re going to give our friends here a good show.”
Before I could make any objections, Theo pushed deeper into me, and I cried out in pleasure. “Doesn’t she look so pretty, boys?” He mused.
To my surprise, my pussy clenched around him. My heart was hammering, and adrenaline pumping through my blood made their eyes on me turn into pleasure. I was humiliated–embarrassed that they were seeing me in such a vulnerable position. I loved it. All those years ago, Lucifer’s threat to fuck me in front of everyone finally came to fruition. I secretly liked the idea back then, but now, I loved it. I’d never admit it, though.
Clarence sat down on a large boulder. “Very pretty,” he agreed in a teasing tone. He made eye contact with me and winked. “She can be much louder than that, can’t she, Theo?” He encouraged.
Dropping my head, I attempted to hide my face with my hair as Theo forced more moans out of me.
“Awe, look, she’s embarrassed,” Ramsey teased.
They all chuckled. The deep, degrading laughs were music to my ears, and I whimpered.
Theo grabbed my hair and pulled, lifting my head and forcing me to look at them. “I think you owe them an apology for sneaking off,” he said. “Tell them how sorry you are for being such a dirty slut,” he moaned into my ear.
“Oh, I’d love an apology,” Sebastian sang, amusement in his tone.
Lucifer’s eyes were bright red, shining out from the darkness of his hair and hoodie that shadowed his face. I looked down, noticing the massive tent in his pants. I wasn’t the only one who was enjoying myself. I loved watching him watch me; it gave me a confidence boost.
I peeked at the other three men, more amusement in their eyes than desire, but it was there nonetheless. “I–I’m sorry,” I moaned.
Clarence held his hand to his ear. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you,” he taunted.
“Don’t get all shy now, Baby,” Lucifer said with false sympathy. “You can use your words like a big girl.”
Theo fucked me faster, making my head spin. No matter how embarrassingly pathetic I sounded in front of them, I couldn’t stop moaning. “I’m sorry for being a d–Theo! Dirty slut–fuck!” I cursed, feeling close to cumming.
“Awe, we forgive you, sweetheart,” Ramsey looked between the other two, sharing a mischievous glance. “We know you just wanted your little cunt to be used,” he added in a false tone.
“Look at how much she loves this,” Seb joined in. “You’re dripping down your thighs, Honey. I thought you were supposed to be embarrassed?”
Lucifer clicked his tongue. “Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. You know better than to make a mess in front of guests,” he scolded.” A sinister smirk curled up on his lips. “Clean yourself up,” he ordered.
If it was possible, my blush deepened. I was too consumed by pleasure to hesitate. I shyly reached one of my hands between my legs. I caught a few drops of my cum that ran down my thighs. I looked straight at Lucifer as I brought my hand to my lips and sucked the cum off my fingers.
Theo’s dick twitched inside me as he moaned. He’d always liked it when I tasted myself. “You’re such a good girl, Princess,” he praised.
Clarence chuckled. “Who knew you were such a dirty nymphette,” he teased.
“Awe, she’s taking it so well, too, aren’t you?” Ramsey chimed in.
Seb eyed me before smirking. “I just love the way her little ass bounces.
So cute.”
I tried to look away again, but Theo still had a firm grip on my hair. Lucifer knitted his eyebrows at me. “Where are your manners, Kitten?
Thank them.” He continued to play devil’s advocate.
I whimpered, feeling Theo twitch inside me again as he fought to hold back his orgasm. “Thank y–you!”
“Awe, look, guys, the little slut is about to cum,” Clarence chuckled. “It’s okay, Sweetheart, let it go,” Ramsey added with faux sympathy. “Here cums the bride,” Seb smirked.
I cried out in ecstasy, and my legs trembled as I came. My eyes stayed locked on Lucifer as I shook in Theo’s arms. He smirked at me, looking strangely proud.
“Fuck!” Theo cursed as he came deep inside me, jerking his hips a few times as he finished.
Theo and I panted for a few seconds before he turned his body, blocking me from their view. “Are you okay, Princess?” He asked.
“Very tired,” I answered.
“I guess this means it’s time for you to wipe out memories now, huh?” Clarence chuckled.
“What, you think I’d let you remember that?” Lucifer said like it was obvious.
“I’m just lucky I got to see it once, even if I won’t remember,” Ramsey whistled.
“Lucifer, Theo,” Sev started. “You’re very lucky men. I’m jealous,” he joked–I thought it was a joke.
“Alright, wipe our minds now. I’m tired of having you in my head,” Clarence requested.
Relief filled me. It was a rush and exciting having them watch, but I was glad Lucifer had the plan to wipe this from their memory. I didn’t know how I’d ever be able to look at them, knowing what they saw and commented.
Peeking around Theo, I watched as their expressions blanked out for a moment while Lucifer’s gaze held them. Then, they hurried off, returning to the castle. Just like that, they had forgotten everything they’d witnessed tonight.
I had never realized Lucifer could manipulate every aspect of a person’s mind. While Duke could compel people more effectively than most vampires, even the oldest ones had their limits. Lucifer, however, could erase memories from within.
I bit my lip, glancing between my two guys. “This is one of those ‘don’t tell Duke’ situations, isn’t it?” I asked.
Theo chuckled and kissed my forehead. “He’d probably explode into a million tiny pieces,” he joked.
Lucifer nodded with a smile. “You should get some sleep, Kitten. We have a big day tomorrow,” he said warmly.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was excited about the wedding. I knew he was eager to marry me, but I had assumed he disliked events that required being around large groups of people.
Theo picked me up and began running back to our house. I fought against sleep as he ran, the cool wind brushing against my skin. Theo helped me shower and tucked me in before slipping out the window.
As soon as I closed my eyes, dreams of ivory garden roses, lace sleeves, a four-tier cake, and my seven men standing at the altar filled my mind.
