by Flynn Eire
“Yes,” I assured him, leaning in and opening one of the many boxes of cookies. He’d cleaned out one of the cookie franchise places, getting every type of cookie they had and for-sale cookie dough and frostings. “Shit, you guys spoil good.”
“Glad to hear it because we have plans for you tonight,” Gaius promised as he kissed up my neck while I ate my cookie.
“Why wait?” I moaned, revved up to the max.
“We can’t,” Nero grumbled, kissing the other side of my neck so I was between them.
My favorite place to be.
“We’re helping the construction teams,” Gaius explained.
“Huh?” I asked, a bit lost in hormone land.
“We’ll explain later, and we’ll get your presents put away,” Nero told me as his hand rubbed over my ass. “We don’t want anyone spanking you but us, and you have a job to do.”
“No, no one but you guys,” I agreed. I snagged a few more cookies to their amusement, kissed them both in thanks, and about skipped to the barn’s door to take over for Lance.
He simply shook his head, chuckling at my antics and the fun I was having. Yeah, it was fun alright.
We worked hard all day, and I was excited for the night. I jogged to dinner, except I was intercepted on the way. Nero pulled up in a quad-cab truck and told me to get in. I did, not ready for the fun to start already, but also ready. We drove deeper into the camp to the very back corner and stopped. I got out when they did, dying to ask what was going on.
Nero pulled me into a heated kiss, and that was about all I needed to get hot, but then he pulled away. “Run, sugar elf.”
“What?” I gasped, glancing between them.
“You said we got to catch you, so run,” Gaius chuckled, heat in his eyes. He gave my ass a good slap and told me again to run.
So I did. I ran in the direction they wanted, totally turned on at the fun and even more so at knowing I’d be caught.
Sure enough, I didn’t get all that far, maybe a few minutes of running before I was grabbed around the waist. “I’ll replace the clothes.”
“What?” I asked, not sure who’d caught me. Gaius spun me around and tore my clothes off of me, excitement in his eyes. I glanced behind him and saw Nero frowning that Gaius had won. I’d still be with them both.
“You ready for the fun?” Gaius asked me, desire deep in his voice.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned, kissing him again. I felt other hands on me, one fingering my hole, and whimpered for more.
But then froze. I lifted my head and saw Nero still standing behind Gaius.
So who the fuck was behind me?
“We brought friends,” Nero explained with a smirk. “You were quite vocal last night that we were a few short of a gang bang, which you’ve always wanted. We know the construction crews and asked who wanted to play. When they saw you, a few wanted to.”
“I said that?” I whispered, my eyes going wide. How much wine did I have?
They both nodded, and the fingers teasing my hole got impatient. “Is that a yes?” a voice behind me asked.
“You can stop at any time you want,” Nero swore to me when I didn’t immediately agree. “This is your fantasy, love, not some gang rape shit. Five men who want to please and be pleased by you. That’s what this is. Do you want that? Do you want the fantasy?”
“Yes,” I heard myself admit. I did. I always had.
Gaius spun me around and pushed on my shoulders. I glanced at the three men I didn’t know, groaning at how hot they were too. Heat was in their eyes as they offered me their dicks. I took the offer, switching between them and then Gaius and Nero when they joined.
From there it was a bit of a blur. There was sex, and hands, and lips, and fuck—everything I could ever have wanted. The only time I got scared was when they wanted to double stuff me.
“I’m not an Oreo,” I snapped when a few got impatient.
“Hey, hey, you don’t have to do this,” Nero murmured, turning me to face him. He lowered me onto his cock, several rounds of sex already loosening me up. Then he cupped my cheek, gently kissing me as I felt a finger push in alongside him. I cried out and came all over Nero, his nostrils flaring with desire. “See, you do want this. It’s okay to be scared, and we will go slow.” I knew that wasn’t for me but a warning to the others.
It worked because they were gentle, stretching me more and more as I rode Nero. When it was time, I swallowed loudly and nodded I was ready. He ran his hands up and down my sides, telling me how perfect I was the whole time, a miracle they’d found sneaking cake.
“You’re every fantasy I could ever want,” I admitted, kissing him quickly when I felt like a goof for saying it. I screamed against his lips when the second dick thrust all the way in.
“Stop, he’s hurt,” Nero ordered.
“Yes, hurts so good,” I whimpered, moving my hips. “God, fuck, more, do it. Fuck me. More. Give me more.” I loved it. I loved the feeling of almost being split. It did hurt, but the pleasure was way more, and fuck, I liked.
“Shit, he is too sexy. I want one like him.”
I wasn’t sure who said it, but I blushed at the compliment. But I also couldn’t keep my mouth shut, begging, pleading for more.
When the three of us finished, Nero cupped my cheek and gave me a gentle kiss. “What else do you want, love? What else is the fantasy?”
I didn’t even have to think about it. “Will you sixty-nine with me while someone takes me? No one’s sucked me yet, and I want that too.”
“Gladly,” he growled, his eyes shining, and I thought it might be because I asked for him and not just I wanted it.
But he had been the one to ask me too. Didn’t that make sense then?
It was as awesome as I’d hoped. I finished so hard I saw stars. We went a few more rounds of all of it, and I lost count of who got what, but there were a lot of orgasms. As I started to pass out, I heard arguing.
“Then we ask him,” Nero said firmly.
“Fine,” Gaius growled. He sat me up, cupping my cheek. “Sugar elf, who do you want to sleep with tonight?”
“Nero,” I murmured, smiling. He had asked what else I wanted, made it perfect and protected me from getting hurt or pushed around. I didn’t hear their responses as I fainted from all the fun.
But I woke in Nero’s bed, his larger body wrapped around mine again.
The next night they asked me again, just the three of us, no more large groups. I went with Gaius, wanting to be fair when they were both taking such good, good care of me.
Almost two weeks after they found me that first night, and I was in absolute heaven with all the fun, did things start to change. I stayed over with Nero, and we showered in the morning, knowing how much he loved that.
Though this time he got on his knees for me. Not getting me ready for sex, but giving me head in the shower when I tended to do that for them. I wasn’t complaining. It was amazing. Something was just up with it, though.
He stood when I finished, smiling brightly at me. “I want to do that more often. I love tasting you.”
“Please do,” I chuckled, kissing him.
“I’m sorry I haven’t done it more. You falling to your knees and loving on my body melts my brain and is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen in all my many years,” he murmured in my ear. “Forgive me for not taking better care of you like you deserve?”
“Nero, I’m not abused in the least,” I chuckled, hugging him tightly. “You eat my ass out all the time. I’m completely sated. I like that you want to do it for me too, but yeah, I love dropping to my knees because it gets you so hot.”
“What else do you like, love? What else do you want to try?”
I leaned back, feeling there was more to that question but unsure what was going on. I shrugged. “Everything. I want to try everything, so I don’t know what you mean. Like another group thing? Toys?”
“Mmm, we should certainly try toys,” he moaned, squeezing my ass hard. “And we
said we’d play with spanking. Yes, I want to know what you want. What else can I give you? What other fantasies do you have?”
“Do we have to do them all right now?” I asked, searching his eyes. My heart sank into my stomach. “Am I boring you? Is it getting stale?”
“Certainly not,” he growled and then kissed me tenderly. “Never. I’m asking about what you want. I love fulfilling your fantasies, Verge.”
“Oh, well, I want to do some of yours too,” I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat. “But you guys are staying, right? We don’t have to do them all.”
“Yes, we are staying. We’ll have trips to take, we have one coming soon, but we’re staying.”
“Then there’s no rush. I’m having fun, trust me.”
That seemed to appease him, but it was weird, like I didn’t know how to answer. Did we have to do every fantasy in some imaginary time limit? I’d only been playing with them for two weeks, and they’d given me several and just about anything someone could want.
We were wrapping up chopping month early thanks to all my presents of dragged down trees I got every night. Which was good because we’d been behind, and there was too much to do with so many extra trainees.
And construction. Way too much construction. There were the two teams working on our new dorm and also one on Councilman Ashton’s place, and the subdivision Alastair was building, starting with the dreamhouse he’d promised Zibon. All before the ground froze, so they were rushing to build bug out tunnels, basements, and foundations. Then they could do the rest even if it was freezing.
We were vampires, after all.
But we were going to help, and it was a lot. There was a lot of crazy, but it was good crazy to build what we needed at the camp and for our people.
What wasn’t good crazy was the fight I walked into between Gaius and Nero before dinner.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked as I jogged over, sliding between them. “No fighting.”
“We weren’t,” Gaius lied through his teeth. “Just a disagreement. Got a bit heated, that’s all. It happens.”
“It does, but you guys looked like you were ready to beat each other.” They didn’t say anything. “What were you fighting about?”
“The trip,” Nero said, and I wasn’t sure I believed him. “Arranging final details.”
“Okay, well, take a step back and let’s have dinner. The cold makes me cranky too, but snow is fun, so go figure, right?” I was nervously rambling a bit because I didn’t like them fighting.
“We’ll meet you in there,” Gaius said, chuckling when I shot him a worried look. “We’re good, I promise. This is Wyrok stuff, so you can’t hear. Give us five minutes and we’ll join you.”
“Okay, but if you ditch me or show up bloodied, I’m not playing tonight,” I threatened, unsure if it was wise when I got mixed reactions.
I never said I knew what the hell I was doing.
“Hey, Verge,” William greeted me outside the cafeteria. He was one of the construction crew that I’d had fun at the edge of camp with. The group thing. We’d talked a few times since then, and he was really a nice guy.
“Hey, how’s progress going?”
“Good, good,” he answered, giving me a smile as I got closer. I realized he was waiting for me and stopped. “I was wondering if you’re busy later? Or tomorrow?”
“Oh, um, you guys want to do that again?” I felt my cheeks flush even as my hormones shot up.
“No, well, yeah, but that’s not what I meant,” he admitted, his eyes glazing over. “Yeah, we’d want to do that again. Only an idiot wouldn’t. I was asking if you wanted to watch a movie or something.”
“Oh, oh sure. I’m hanging out with Gaius and Nero tonight, but yeah, we can watch a movie another night. They said they’re going on a trip or—”
“I mean a date,” he blurted, clearing his throat nervously. “You said you guys weren’t dating, just messing around, but I like you. I was asking about a date.”
I opened my mouth but then closed it. Trying again, but nothing came out. I did not see this one coming. My moment to answer was interrupted as Nero and Gaius came running towards us.
“You’re going on a date?” Gaius demanded. “Two of us aren’t enough? You need three?”
“Huh?” I asked, glancing between them and then William. “Who’s dating? I didn’t answer him yet.”
“I think he’s saying he thought you were dating them,” William filled in for me.
“Huh?” I asked again, blinking at Nero and Gaius.
“What do you call what we’ve been doing?” Nero demanded, not looking happy either.
“Not dating,” I snapped, annoyed I was the jerk here somehow. “When have we gone out?”
“There’s nowhere really to go,” Gaius drawled.
“Right, but William asked me to watch a movie,” I argued, jerking my thumb in the man’s direction. “Said he wanted a date. You both said you wanted Verge sandwiches. Did I miss where that changed? Did I miss where we’ve done anything but sex and sex fun?” They both frowned. “This one isn’t on me or my social awkwardness. We eat at the same table because I’m friends with Zibon, and you’re friends with Alastair. You don’t ask me to meals or anything.”
“I’m going to go,” William mumbled, flinching as he looked behind me. I saw the death looks he was getting from Nero and Gaius, as if it was all his fault, and I didn’t really blame him for rushing off. He wasn’t even a warrior, and there were two ancient Wyroks pissed at him.
And it was also why I started backing away from them. They were pissed, and I didn’t like them being angry with me, either.
“We need to talk about this,” Gaius demanded, reaching for me.
“No,” I argued, moving my arm away. “You guys were fighting and won’t tell me about what. Now you’re pissed someone asked me out when neither of you have, only saying we’re playing. You’re both pissed at me, and I don’t think that’s fair. I don’t like it or this conversation, and I’m leaving it. We may play around and you boss me in bed, but you’re not the boss of me.”
“I didn’t mean it that way,” he assured me, cooling his attitude. “I would like to talk about this.”
“I-I, not now,” I murmured, taking another step back. “I need to think.”
“Think about what, love?” Nero tried, giving me a gentle smile. “We thought you got we were dating you, and we weren’t clear. So let’s clear that up.”
“Dating both of you?” I glanced between them with shock before spinning on my heel and heading into the cafeteria. I about dove in a seat between my friends, most of them having heard some of that at least, they were so close to the door.
“You want to talk later?” Wally asked, and I nodded. “Well, you’re smarter than me then.”
“I don’t think so,” I admitted, feeling two intense looks at me.
“I’ll get you food,” Lance offered.
“We’re not going to abduct him or jump him,” Gaius bitched. “He can say he doesn’t want to talk and eat just fine. We’re not monsters.”
“No one said you were,” Lance snapped. “You also aren’t getting Verge doesn’t like to be the center of attention so he’s hiding.”
“He’s always in the middle,” Gaius argued.
“Oh shoot me now, drama in the cafeteria,” I whispered, ducking my head from all the eyes.
“Shit, you’re blushing all the way up to your ears,” Mark chuckled as he rubbed the back of my head. “I’ll moon the cafeteria, it’s fine, man.”
But it wasn’t. I was really, really upset. It all swirled around my head as I ate and ate. Then I went back for dessert, loading up several of just about everything and walking out of the cafeteria. I felt my friends hurry after me, Wally calling out we were going to his room and Zibon was bringing the blender for daiquiris.
That worked. See, I could know what was going on when someone told me.
“How did it start?” Roarke asked me after we were all
settled and I was eating cake.
“They found me sneaking extra of Zibon’s cake,” I admitted, shooting my friend a shrug. He’d said I could. I did glance at Alastair who had snuck in with us, and he held up his hands in surrender.
“I’m here as Zibon’s mate, and since we’ve just mated, you get me too because we’re still honeymooning.”
“Fair enough,” I conceded, going back to Roarke’s question. “Gaius said he’d found a sugar elf since I was getting cake, nibbled on my ears and said they were good. Nero was there too. Gaius made it clear he wanted fun, so I asked if they wanted a Verge sandwich, and they did. He frigging flipped me over his shoulder and carried me to his room. They fucked me stupid. How is that dating?”
“No, I wouldn’t call that asking you out,” Roarke chuckled, shaking his head. “Has anything changed?”
“No. I mean, they invited friends one night for like my ultimate fantasy.”
“Seriously?” Wally hissed, his eyes going wide when I nodded. “How many?”
“Five of them, and it was so, so good,” I moaned.
“I’ve never had a ménage,” he grumbled, wincing when Roarke growled. “Have you?”
“Yes,” Roarke confessed, his turn to wince since he’d claimed Wally without asking. Wally loved him, but yeah, Roarke’s fault Wally never got a ménage then. “Okay, back on Verge. So you were having fun, two weeks of Verge sandwiches, which is not a visual I want, but whatever. And then one of the guys you played with while with those two asked you out, like a date? They freaked out?”
“Yeah, Gaius asked if they weren’t enough and I needed three. I mean…” I trailed off, shaking my head. “I don’t think they even know my last name. How can we be dating? I don’t know theirs. This one isn’t me, right?”
“I will say that one does not normally give gifts for the one they are playing with,” Alastair cut in, and Roarke nodded in agreement.
“That’s fair, but we also started that way,” I muttered, stabbing at my cake. “They didn’t give me the cake they promised that night, and I said I wasn’t as spoiled as I spoiled them, taking care of both of them, and I liked how you guys started the spoiling around here.”
