I shake my head. “No.”
“Do as your boy says,” Constantine murmurs, now smug and for just a second, I see the monster and I hate it.
“It’s okay, Lizzie,” Dev says, resigned, knowing he can’t win this. He closes his eyes in pain and it wrenches at me so much, I want to throw up. With a heavy heart, I Shift into Elizabeth.
Constantine steps back from me, feeling the jolt from my own pain. Good. Serves you right.
But, as always, he recovers quickly, pulling me to him. He pushes the thin straps of the dress down my shoulders and drops his fangs. He takes a bite out of me that makes me hiss.
Unable to resist me in this form, Devon steps closer, pulling on the straps even more, so my breasts pop completely free. He rubs his thumbs over my nipples, and I arch my back, pushing myself closer to my boy. He pulls the dress down lower and lower as he drops to his knees in front of me. I step out delicately so as not to disturb CK’s fangs in my neck. He is sucking deliciously slowly. It is driving me wild.
Devon trails his hands back up the inside of my legs. I feel my knees go weak as I go damp. His desire for me is masking his pain. He flicks his fingers over my clit and then into my pussy. With my sire feeding from me and my darling boyfinger-fucking me, it’s too much to bear. My knees buckle as the wave of pleasure bears down on me. I throb around Devon’s fingers with a soft cry.
Constantine tightens his hold on me as he feels me about to drop and releases his bite, slowly, seductively licking over my already healed puncture marks, all the way up to my jaw.
“Oh, Aefre, you taste so sweet when you come,” he whispers.
I melt. I can’t help it. I love him and even though what he is doing to Devon, and to me, is cruel and torturous, I forgive him.
Still in Vampire mode, he plunges his mouth to mine nipping at my lips, his hold on me getting even tighter. I whimper as his claws inadvertently nick my skin.
Devon, never having been on the receiving end of an Initial Vampire’s claws, is mesmerized by the blood seeping out of my cuts that are so slow to heal. He stands up and lowers his mouth to the wounds, lapping at me as they heal. I put my hand up to the back of his head to push him closer to me, but Constantine bats it away.
“Remember the rules.” He disapproves, retracting his fangs and, thankfully, his claws.
Sandwiched between the two now, both the same height, similar in stature, but that is where the similarity ends. I wonder how I could fall in love with two so very different men.
My Power is roaring at me to take them both and defy Constantine’s rules. I know deep down that I could. I’m stronger with this Power, I could take control of this without batting an eye, but it isn’t our way. I won’t turn on my sire even though he has hurt me.
As for Devon, I look into his clear blue eyes, so full of longing and pain that his beautiful Elizabeth is about to get defiled by someone other than him. He accepts it though, in a roundabout way, to help me. To help me please my sire. I will make this up to him somehow, I vow to myself, before Constantine pulls away from me.
“Get on the bed,” he orders.
I do as I’m told, pliant to protect my boy further from his wrath. The happier my sire is, the better this will end up for Devon and that is all that matters now. Pleased with my obedience, he orders Devon to do the same and with a quick glance at me, he does.
Constantine undresses quickly, since he was only in sweats and a vest it is a simple process. “Lie down,” he snaps to Devon, who does so warily. CK climbs on the bed and positions me where he wants me, which is apparently hovering over Devon on my hands and knees, my heavy breasts brushing against his shirt. Unable to keep from touching me, Devon reaches up to tug roughly on my nipples and then takes one in his mouth. I moan. Constantine moves behind me and inserts two fingers into me, rubbing his thumb over my clit.
I’m so aroused right now, I could quite happily stay like this forever, but I crash back down to reality when Constantine whispers harshly to Devon, “Watch while I fuck your sire. I want you to watch her come.” Devon breathes in sharply as I gasp at being impaled from behind with such force it rocks me forward. Bracing myself against the vigorous thrusts, I close my eyes against Devon’s pain.
“Open your eyes, Elizabeth,” Constantine snaps and I should have known. I take my time in doing so. Despite this situation, I feel the pressure start to build. Constantine is rock hard inside me, clearly highly turned on by this, and is pushing against my G-spot with each thrust. Staring into the sad blue eyes of my charge, who is still playing with my nipples, I mouth to him, “I’m sorry,” before I explode in a mind-shattering orgasm. Devon pulls my head down to him and plunges his tongue into my mouth, pushing his tongue urgently against mine as Constantine is ramming his cock into my still throbbing pussy, stoking the dying fires back to life. My Power is roaring in my head now. It’s deafening. Actual screeching and blazes of fire.
Devon pulls away as a current shoots from me to him. I can see my eyes reflected in his: two slits of burning fire. I blink. Still reflected in Devon’s eyes, are two bright green eyes like a cat but turned sideways. I close my eyes and drop my mouth to Devon’s as another wave of ecstasy rushes through me.
My back is burning again, and I’m panting, breathless as I pull away from Devon and brace myself for another blinding orgasm from my sire. Christ, he is bringing the house down with this performance tonight.
“Fuck,” I yell as my whole body feels like it is on fire.
Grabbing a handful of my hair, Constantine pulls me back towards him, lowering us down, not even for a second leaving my body. I’m straddling him now, reverse cowgirl style. He is squeezing my tits as I move against him, taking over the rhythm.
“Devon!” I growl.
He is on his knees in front of me like a shot. I reach out to undo the buttons on his shirt. Constantine pulls my hands away.
Hissing at him, I resume my task. The Power is going all guns blazing now. I think Constantine can feel the enormity of it, as he doesn’t protest further. Shedding Devon of his shirt, I pull him closer and start to work on his pants. Freeing him, I stroke his already enormous cock. He groans at my touch. Pushing him backwards, I lean forward bringing CK with me and insert his cock into my mouth with a moan of delight. Working my tongue up and down him, licking and sucking as Constantine pounds into me from behind.
Devon cries out, “Fuck, Liz!” and comes in my mouth while CK and I come together in an explosion of fire and desire.
I swallow quickly and breathe in deeply. We are all panting like dogs. I have never felt quite so satisfied in all of my long, long life. The Power is resting again now, and I cringe as I’m probably in for a world of trouble for breaking the rules.