Halloween Between the Sheets: A Reverse Harem Anthology of Spooky Scenes that Get to the Point

by L. A. Boruff

  The corner of Keiji’s mouth curled upward into a devious smirk. “I have asked myself the same question since seeing Natasha. I am sure we can all find quiet corners to take our fill before this party starts.”

  Someone cleared their throat by the door. “Sorry to interrupt, but Mr. Nemescu has requested your presence, the party is about to begin.”

  “Rain check?” Natasha gave a nervous titter.

  “You bet your sweet ass,” Taichi whispered, tucking her into his side.

  The weather had been warmer than she expected. The gentle breeze drifted through the windows still open, kissing her exposed flesh. Sheer curtains fluttered, casting long shadows along the exposed rock walls of the mansion. The place reminded her of some gothic castle, nestled in the mountains so no one would be disturbed. She hadn’t explored what was now essentially her new home away from home, but it didn’t feel right yet.

  The butler led them into the formal dining hall where several people already gathered. To her right, a long formal dining table had been arranged, along with two accompanying tables for guests. The French doors were open, giving her an amazing view of the grounds. Blue and red lights illuminated the area, casting some spots in silhouette. Fall floral arrangements along with pumpkins and gourds decorated the space as well.

  When she stepped outside, she blinked. What in the world? Instead of the fancy decorations like she’d just passed, outside held a wonderment of fun. There were a few candy and confectionary stations placed around the area along with country fair games like bobbing for apples and cornholing. Natasha giggled then covered her mouth. It reminded her of home. It even smelled like home. The scent of warm caramel and kettle corn filled the air, transporting her back to a time when everything had been so much simpler.

  “Do you like it?” Yevgeni joined them. He’d been so quick to do whatever he could to make her feel welcomed and wanted in the family, same for her brothers.

  “It’s amazing,” she said. “But, it’s too much. You’ve gone beyond welcoming.”

  He took her hand, the warmth there, though he’d been a vampire for more years than she could count, eased her. “My life’s work has been to find you and your brothers after the tragic death of your father and your mother. Now, I have all three of you and your bonded. This is only a small gesture of welcoming you home.”

  Heat crept into her cheeks. “Thank you.”

  “Come, let’s introduce all of you to your family.” Yevgeni placed her hand on his arm, then did the same with Greer.

  The smug look on the man's face tickled Natasha. When she first saw him, he'd been haggard. Age lines bracketed his mouth and eyes. His cheeks were sunken, even his hair had been thinning and his blue eyes were dull, listless. She'd wondered how hard he'd pushed himself to find them. How many nights he'd gone without just to keep going. Seeing him now, the once stooped man stood tall, his ruggedly handsome features radiated power and commanded attention. A glint of arrogance twinkled in his blue eyes. Her uncle knew his place within the family and he wasn't afraid to show it.

  A small group of men and women had gathered near one of the drink tables. Their chatter had been filled with excitement and a bit of hesitancy, Natasha understood. She felt the same way. When her uncle cleared his throat, the group ceased their conversation and turned to face him.

  “This is Natasha and her brothers Erik and Sebastian.” Yevgeni presented them as though they were Fabergé eggs—a rarity, fragile and expensive.

  Surprise and some suspicion filled the groups' features. None would make the first move to greet them, so Natasha did it. "Hi. I'm not sure of your names, this is all so new. All of you look so familiar like I should know you, but I have a feeling it's because of my father." Okay, so maybe she rambled. "Anyway, it's nice to meet you."

  “Always so chatty, like Annalina,” a man said, stepping forward. “I am Vickor. Your mother had the biggest personality when she stepped into a room. However, she could easily become hidden in the corner.”

  Ouch. She didn't know if she was supposed to take that as a backhanded compliment or as a straightforward one. Sebastian stepped up beside her, placing his hand on her shoulder. The strength he carried within him, always calmed her. Right now, she could feel the power radiating from him. If she didn't cool the tension, there would be a fight and she'd hate to ruin everything her uncle had done for them.

  “Thanks,” she said, patting her brother’s hand. “So, who are all of you and how are you related to this family?”

  Sebastian’s touch relaxed. The anger coursing through him retreated. “Yes, who are you and why did only one member of our family try to find us.”

  Nothing like making the situation awkward. The women turned their heads while the men cleared their throats. As she suspected, none of them thought Natasha or her brothers had survived. Yevgeni had been the only one. She glanced at her uncle who stood tall. His lips were pulled in a disapproving line and he looked down at those who he’d introduced them to with such disdain. He couldn’t have believed they’d welcome Natasha and her brothers so readily, could he?

  “I miscalculated,” Yevgeni stated. “I thought Vickor, and his bonded would be more hospitable for the heir of Nemescu.”

  Vickor sputtered. “Surely you don’t expect us to fall at the feet of a dhampir, let alone three of them.”

  “Sounds like someone is jealous,” Greer muttered.

  Vickor turned his conceited gaze on Greer, the only human in the group. “Or, one of them.”

  “Enough! I have spent my life trying to find our family, and you, Vickor, have been quite happy to fuck your way through every vampire whore available until now.”

  Well. I’ll take things that happen at a family get together for five hundred, Alex. Natasha’s gaze bounced between both men. “Looks like mommy and daddy are having a little squabble in front of the children.”

  Greer snorted beside her. “I think daddy just kicked mommy’s petulant ass.”

  Vickor hissed, took the hand of the woman closest to him and stormed off. At some point the music filling the backyard had stopped, and, it would seem, all eyes were on them. A thread of worry filled Natasha. It was stupid to feel such. She didn’t know them, and they didn’t know her. She shouldn’t even concern herself with their preconceived notions about her.

  Yet, she did.

  Keiji, Taichi, and Maël who'd given her plenty of room to explore her new home and family gathered around her, offering their strength. She absorbed it. Snuggled into their love and warmth. She looked to Yevgeni who appeared ready to tear some heads off of those who might make another disparaging statement about Natasha or her brothers. Her heart broke for him. He’d given so much. Spent years neglecting himself to find them, and when he returned, family intact, he was still alone.

  “Yevgeni?” A woman appeared at his side. She wore a striking silver cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that shimmered in the blue and red lighting. Her blond hair had been pulled back, exposing the elegant length of her neck. Her creamy flesh was unblemished, no one had ever fed from her or claimed her. She placed her hand on Yevgeni’s arm and gave the man a small smile. “Come now. Enjoy tonight. You’ve gained your family. We should celebrate, not argue.”

  Natasha’s uncle nodded. “You are right, Carolinne. I have been a fool.”

  “You’re never a fool.” She glanced up at Natasha. “I am so happy you’re home. All of you. You've made him want to live." She placed a chaste kiss to Yevgeni's cheek, then wiped the red lipstick off. "I will get everything ready while you take a moment to compose yourself."

  Carolinne excused herself and headed for the formal dining area. When she was gone, Natasha looked at her uncle. "She is quite lovely.”

  “She is. She has helped me through several lonely nights.”

  “She likes you,” Natasha said. “I am sure she would make an excellent bonded.”

  “Someday, for someone, I suppose.” Yevgeni cleared his throat. “Our meal should be ready.
”

  “I meant for you, uncle.” She stopped him before he could walk back to the mansion. “She likes you. You should...you know.”

  “Bang her,” Greer said, then covered her mouth. “Sorry.”

  Yevgeni chuckled as did Natasha’s brothers. “Perhaps. But, tonight is for you and your family. Come now, let’s forget about Vickor and enjoy the evening.”

  Once Vickor made his dramatic exit of the event, the night passed with relative ease. Natasha met some of her cousins, aunts, and uncles. Most were considerably older than her, others were about their age. All were happy to welcome her, her bonded, and her brothers and their bonded.

  After dinner, while they enjoyed the carnival-type atmosphere outside, the inside of the formal dining room had been transformed into a ballroom. Candlelight along with some strategically placed mirrors transformed the space into a magical wonderland. For the first time since she arrived, Natasha felt like a princess.

  A string quartet settled onto a raised stage off to the right of the room. They took a few moments to warm up their instruments before playing a soulful melody. Yevgeni took Natasha's hand and led her out onto the ballroom floor. She'd never done anything like this before, however, when her uncle began to dance, it was as if her body knew the music and swayed with him. By the second stanza of music, her brothers, Greer and Natasha’s bonded joined them along with the other guests. It reminded her of all the classic movies she’d watched as a little girl, yearning to be the princess, and now she really was.

  When the clock struck two, Yevgeni clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Tonight has been long coming. We have welcomed the rightful heirs of the Nemescu family home and for the final dance, I thought it only fitting we close the evening with, The Vampire Waltz.”

  Once more Yevgeni led her out onto the floor. The tempo of the music had a sad quality to it. Mournful in its rhythm, they glided across the floor. She twirled and swayed to the beat. When her uncle spun her again, she closed her eyes and giggled.

  Her breath hitched when the hard press of a body captured her. His growl of approval had heat rushing through her body. The only one of her bonded who could make such a delectable sound was Maël. She peered up at him through her lashes. His gaze was heavy-lidded. A flush of arousal crept up his neck and into his cheeks. He didn’t say a word to her, didn’t have to. They moved to the music and as they danced the melody grew louder, bolder.

  Twice more she was handed off to each of her men. The pleasant hum of desire and need built between them until she became shaky with lust. Her heart pounded. A tingle of awareness slid down her spine while adrenaline flowed through her veins. Even the brands on her chest heated to an unbearable ache.

  She yearned for her men.

  Thirst for their touch.

  When the song ended, Taichi ushered her from the space before she could say her goodbyes. The trip back to her room took longer than it should have. They stopped along the way to exchange kisses and a bit of heavy petting. By the time they arrived at their living quarters, Natasha was beyond out of her mind with lust. Her fangs popped free of their hidden spot. Her mouth ached as did her pussy. She could feel each beat of her heart as a throb in her gums and behind her clit.

  The scent of her men drove her insane. There would be no easiness between them. She needed it hot, fast, and furious. She wanted to claw their clothes from their bodies. Drink from them while riding them to completion. Strong arms wrapped around her from behind. The scent of her vampire enveloped her. He made no move to undress her and she made a pitiful sound at the back of her throat.

  “Shh, it’s okay, princess.” He kissed the side of her neck then bit down.

  She went wild in his arms. Though he did nothing to stimulate her, she climaxed. The force of it ripped a scream of pleasure from her throat. She sagged in his arms, gasping and mewling. She rocked against the hard press of his erection cradled at the cleft of her ass.

  He groaned. Maël released his hold of her but he didn't go far. He unzipped her dress allowing it to fall into a pool of silk and satin. He palmed her breasts as he pressed his chest to her back. She'd forgone panties for the evening, remembering how much it turned them on the night of the match between Taichi and Keiji.

  “You’re not wearing any panties,” he murmured against her ear.

  “And you’re overdressed.” Her eyes fluttered closed as he teased her nipples.

  "We're not." Taichi and Keiji lounged on their bed. Taichi held his hand out to her. "Join us while Maël gets undressed."

  Natasha stepped out of the satin puddle and went to Taichi. She went to slip out of her shoes when Keiji stopped her. “Keep them on. They’re so fucking hot.”

  Taichi ran his fingers up the inside of her thigh, stopping short of her aching sex. He did it several times as she stood before him, ramping up the need inside her. The buzz of endorphins racing through her system left her a bit drunk on their desire. She leaned over, taking his hard cock into her hand. He jerked in her hold and a dot of precum leaked from the tip.

  Natasha’s mouth watered. She licked the tip and moaned. The heady spicy taste exploded on her taste buds. She ran her tongue over the crest of his erection again and was rewarded for her efforts. Behind her, Maël caressed her hips and stomach while he teased her slit with the length of his cock. Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned around Taichi.

  “Fuck.” Taichi fisted her hair, holding her still while he fucked her mouth. His body tensed as he touched the back of her throat. “Waited too long.”

  “Hold it,” Keiji said. “Not until we’re all together.”

  Taichi muttered a curse, while Maël hissed. She released Taichi then crawled up onto the bed. Keiji pulled her to him, straddling her over his hips. The slow seductive smile tugging at his lips as she settled over him, had arousal pooling in her lower belly. He palmed her breasts and tweaked her nipples. His fingertips, plucking the beads until they were hard and achy. Natasha whimpered, her back arched. She was too hot, yet goosebumps formed on her flesh as though a chill stole through her.

  Keiji lifted his hips, teasing her slit with the tip of his cock, the curved edge bumping against her clit, shooting shards of pleasure through her. She rocked her hips chasing the sensation, needing more of it, desperate for this to last the whole night. Every time they were together, the bond between them grew stronger. Already she could feel the excitement building within each of her men. It sizzled along her senses, creating an enjoyable buzz.

  “Sebastian...” The muffled groan came from the room beside them and Natasha stilled. “Oh fuck... Suck me.”

  “Sounds like they’re having a good time,” Maël commented, wrapping his hand around Taichi’s dick. “Why did you stop?”

  Natasha pressed her forehead to Keiji’s and groaned. “So weird.”

  Her demon lover chuckled. “It’s hot.”

  He grabbed her hips and positioned her over his erection. Inch by inch she took him into her slick pussy. She rippled and pulsed around him. The ridges of his cock rubbed her delicate flesh, twisting the knot of bliss within her. She gasped, shuddering in his arms as her world shattered. She rode him hard, chasing the vibrations of pleasure washing over her. She cried out, throwing her back while squeezing her breasts. She bounced on his length, as her release ebbed.

  “Wow,” Taichi murmured.

  She felt heat creep into her cheeks. She didn’t know what came over her. It felt good to let go. To go wild. To just experience the passion between them. Taichi came up behind her and pressed kisses to her shoulders and neck. He nipped her there. The subtle burn of teeth across flesh awakened the hunger simmering below the surface. She wrapped her arm around the back of his neck, holding him to her. Keiji guided her over him, his rhythm slow.

  Taichi lowered his hand to tease her rear. His fingertip traced the hole before he dipped it inside her counter to Keiji's thrusts. He drove her insane giving her a bit more with each pass until two of his fingers filled her. He fucked h
er then. The burning pain mixed with the bliss and added a whole other level to her gratification.

  "Ready?" Taichi took her earlobe between his teeth.

  She whined. “Yes, please yes.”

  Keiji lowered her to his chest holding her still while giving her short strokes to keep her right on the cusp of the passion expanding within her. The first probe of her rear sent a thrill down her spine. Taichi took his time filling her while Keiji whispered words of encouragement before offering his neck.

  Natasha took what he willingly offered. She bit down and groaned. The heady taste of his blood on her tongue was like a drug. She craved him, yearned for more. She lapped and sucked as both men began to fuck her in earnest. Keiji fisted her hair, holding her in place. The sounds he made as he tried to shove deeper into her pussy, drove her crazy. However, it was the strangled noises coming from Maël that destroyed her control.

  She glanced over at him. He stood behind Taichi stroking his throbbing erection. The ruddy red tip glistened with precum that leaked freely. Pink tinged his cheeks and his lips were parted. She could see the hint of his fangs and it turned her on. Her bonded was in need of some relief as well.

  “Join us.” She held her hand out to him. There is room.

  Maël smirked. “I see four willing holes that could use a dick.”

  Keiji growled. "Dirty. I like it. Which one are you going to use?"

  A devilish gleam filled his eyes. “It’s a secret. Just concentrate on making our bonded scream for us.” He squeezed his length and groaned. He coated his fingers in the liquid that spilled from him then disappeared behind her and Taichi. “Mmm, perfect.”

  Taichi cried out, grinding against her. “Oh shit... He’s...he’s...sh-shujin.” Taichi’s fingernails bit into her skin adding another layer to the thickening atmosphere. The tension between all four of them built threatening to swallow her whole.

  She could feel the pulse of Keiji inside of her pussy along with the way Taichi jerked within her rear. They were so close to the edge as was she. She didn’t know if she would survive this. If she could survive. Maël moaned and let loose with a string of curses. His leg brushed her calf as he settled into his place.