“Everything dealt with?” Constantine asks quietly.
“Yes. Cassis is on it. Do you think it is? She was like this last time,” he asks even quieter.
“I don’t know. It wouldn’t surprise me, as she never takes a break. I guess we will find out soon enough.”
Last time what? I wonder before I do finally drop off with my head in our sire’s lap, him still stroking me, with thoughts of getting back home.
Chapter 3
I awake the following morning, well before 5 AM according to the clock, staring into the sleeping face of Sebastian. My hand is on his naked chest and his is over mine to keep it there. I have never seen him sleep before. He is very peaceful. I pull my hand out of his carefully so as not to wake him and turn to my other side where Constantine is sleeping. This is a weird set-up. We all share a bed? Not that I have never dreamed of that myself of course, with Devon and Cole, but never actually managed it what with one thing or another. I stroke his face gently, missing my own so much, and he smiles as he opens his eyes.
I smile back gently.
“How do you feel this morning?” he asks quietly. “Did it help to have Sebastian stay the night with us?”
I shrug, as how do I answer that? “I am still feeling out of
sorts,” I say. A nice general vagueness.
“Aefre,” he says seriously. “Are things okay between us? I know I hurt you, but you know I will never do it again. I lost control…” He closes his eyes and breathes in. “I promise you; I will never do it again.”
Aw shit. I wish I knew what it was he did. I try fishing. “How can you promise me that?” I ask carefully.
“You know how hard I have worked at this, Aefre,” he says. “You know I have tried so hard to be the man you need me to be. It gets the better of me sometimes. But after this last time, when I saw the look on your face. It broke my heart to see you look at me like I am a monster. I can promise you that I will never do it again because I never, ever want to feel like that again. I couldn’t bear it to hurt you like that again.”
Oh. I think I know what he did. Begins with “s” and ends with “ubstitutes.”
“I believe you,” I say because I do. Doesn’t mean that she will but I am telling him that I do. His look of relief breaks my own heart and I want to soothe him, so I lean forward to kiss him. He pulls me to him, and I feel his desire for me. I want him. Well I want my own sire; this is so confusing. My mind and her body are two different entities right now, fighting with each other. I give in to her body as I kiss him, forgetting momentarily about Sebastian. That is, until he puts his hands on me and ignites the fire that has been simmering under the surface due to his closeness.
Oh, my. This is it. This is my chance! I have a sire and a sibling in bed with me. Not exactly mine but close enough. I am sandwiched between the two as Constantine kisses me and Sebastian rubs his hands over me. Over my aching nipples, down my stomach and towards my wet pussy. I come almost as soon as he rubs his fingers over my clit. Holy fuck, but this is awesome. I moan into Constantine’s mouth as I throb under Sebastian’s fingers, bringing my hands up to pull him closer to me.
“Wait,” he murmurs, and I wail in disappointment in my head. “Do you feel well enough?”
I nod. Oh, hell yeah. I haven’t felt this good, ever. This other me is a really lucky cow. I hope she appreciates what she has. But then I feel a pang as I realize what I have. What I am betraying by being here like this. I can’t do this. I try to push him away then, but it is too late as he thrusts into me and Sebastian trails kisses all down my back. He pushes me over so that I am straddling our sire and moves behind me to play with me.
“Oh, yes,” I moan as his fingers flutter over my clit before he pushes down, and I explode as he rubs me. His touch is vibrating now and all he has to do is flit his fingers across me and it is sensational. I lean forward to kiss our sire and he grips my hips, pulling me to him briefly and then lifting me slightly up. I feel Sebastian move closer and it suddenly strikes me what he is going to do. Oh, Christ on a bike. They are going to take me together, as in TOGETHER. Fuck me. I gasp as he enters me and then moan at the feeling. In all my thousand years, I have never done this. Three-ways, four-ways, five-ways even, two-at-a-time, but never, ever two-at-a-time like this. It’s blush worthy. If it weren’t that I feel like I could die a happy Vampire right now, I would be so embarrassed, I would blend in with the red color of the sheets.
All three of us groan as they take me, and I come again and then again before they both let go. I kiss my sire again, panting heavily. Sebastian pulls out of me and drags me up to kiss me himself and I want to do it all over again as I cling to him.
“Hm, eager today, aren’t you?” he murmurs as I start to move my hips over our sire as he is ready and wanting again and Sebastian drops his mouth to my nipple to…ah! Bite me, fangs down. No, no, no. That isn’t for him. That is only for CK, I think blindly as I orgasm intensely. It then dawns on me and I am grateful for small mercies: this isn’t my body. It is hers. They aren’t doing this to me but to her, and not for the first time, I’d wager. Very, very flimsy excuse but I cling to it as they proceed to give me the fucking of my (her) life in every position imaginable that you can get into with three people.
I awake feeling very relaxed and loved. No wonder, I think, as I blink and remember with a blush everything we got up to.
Constantine is watching me, and I smile at him. “Hi,” I say.
He smiles back. “How do you feel?” he asks me.
I leer at him to his delight as I say, “Fucking wonderful.” I stretch and he starts at my words.
“You feel better?” he asks, eyes fixed firmly on my breasts.
“Mm, hm,” I murmur as I deliberately tease him by running my fingers lightly over my nipples. I don’t know how to explain it, but he feels like my sire, and I want him.
He pulls his eyes away and gazes into my eyes. “I think you should still rest today,” he says, and I feel disappointed that he isn’t going to take me.
Oh, well, if he is going to be like that then I need two things: her phone and a face-to-face with her daughter. I want to find out more about Lance-the-Wonderful before I chop his head off. I turn my back to him, and he sighs. I sigh as well as he was the one who rejected me first. Stupid, stubborn man. He will be the same in every universe, I have no doubt. Well, I hope that this is the last one. What if there are more? One where the prophecy came true in 1745 with Fraser? Or not at all and I lived and died a human at the hands of Radulf? I gulp at that. At least that me would be long since dead and buried. Or worse, one that never came to pass because I never turned Cole. Oh, my head is hurting. I rub my forehead and say to him, “I want to see Cassis. And could you hand me my phone, please?”
“Cassis has your phone and I don’t think it is a good idea you see her. You will only argue again, and you should be resting,” he says wearily.