by Eva Delaney
“You licked up a random’s blood?”
He shrugged again. “It worked.”
I laughed. “Holy shit, you’re fucked up too.”
“Yeah…”
“I should have known! No mate spell would give me a normie.”
“The first time I fed on a human, I killed him. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know what I was doing, because I had no sire to teach me. I could hardly track down my former student and confess to slurping his blood from a paper towel. The second human I fed on…well, that went bad too. I swore I would never hurt anyone again, not even to feed. I wouldn’t even bite a human and take a little bit of blood. There was too much chance I’d do it wrong and rupture an artery again. Then, when I had to claw and bite to save myself because Volos captured me…I couldn’t anymore.”
“Holy fuck, you’re like me! You fucked up people, then moved here and tried to be nice.”
“Yeah…so, I’m not angry with you. I mean, I wanted to be because I wanted to be that normal guy. But I’m kind of not. I’ve made mistakes too.” Oscar placed a hand on my knee. His touch was cool and sent a pleasant tremor through my body.
“You sexy fucked-up motherfucker,” I said.
“I kind of like being a dildo,” Oscar muttered. “Everything is like…well, like cock. When in dildo form, my whole body is as sensitive as my…you know…”
I laughed. He was suddenly too shy to say penis. “Yeah, no wonder that mate spell picked you.”
Oscar chuckled and planted a quick kiss on my cheek. It was oddly sweet and chaste for a man who enjoyed being a cock.
“How did you feed if you didn’t want to bite anyone?” I asked.
“Very little. I’ve been hungry for years, but you know, vampires don’t die. I sneak into blood drives sometimes and grab a bag or two when the hunger gets to be too much.”
I pulled him closer to my side and kissed his hair. He smelled of cool night winds and stars. “You should eat. Here, take a bite from me.” I rolled up my sleeve and offered him my forearm.
Oscar shook his head.
“I insist.”
“I insist not.”
“Do it.”
“Put your arm away.”
“Eat me!”
“Only if it’s pussy! Sorry! That was rude.”
“That was hot,” I said.
Oscar chuckled and pushed my arm away from his face. “Will you visit me at the factory after this? I know you won’t be able to see or hear me…”
“There must be a way to hear ghosts. I’d have to look it up, except…”
“What?”
“I won’t be able to visit you.” I met his gaze. His eyes turned down at the edges. “I have to go on the run to avoid Ram and his people. I’ll never be able to return to Silver Springs.”
“Oh.” Oscar dropped his head and stared at the ground.
I looked away and caught Shakes watching us from the edge of the pool. His waist was hidden under the silvery water, but his bare chest was on full display. I could write sonnets on that chest with my tongue.
“Can you destroy the Stone?” he asked. “The witches won’t have a reason to hunt you then.”
“I have to search magical libraries to learn how. The one in Silver Springs doesn’t have info on it; I checked. Plus, if I destroyed the Stone, Ram would still kill me for ruining his plans.”
Oscar shuddered against me.
“There’s no way out of this for me.”
The water splashed as Sammy surfaced. “Why are ye not swimming? This is like a bath, only not dirty from the person before ye.”
“I’d rather watch you,” I called back.
Sammy flashed me his best cocky grin. “Ye can watch me up close.”
I glanced at Oscar, who stared at the floor. “In a few minutes, Captain Ass Crack.”
“Aye, Captain Tits and Arse.” Sammy saluted and disappeared back under the water.
“Don’t talk to her like that,” Oscar muttered.
I shifted closer to him and placed a hand on his knee. He didn’t pull away. “When Sammy talks like that, it’s charming.”
“Oh.”
“You don’t have to talk like that.”
“I don’t know. I guess…I can’t compete with him or Shakes. He’s a pirate and he’s…well, Shakespeare. Presumably. I’m…”
“A vampire? A dildo shifter? A cutie? A—”
“Virgin.”
I laughed. “You? No way. You’re too handsome to be a virgin.”
Shakes’ eyebrows shot up, and he turned away as though to give us privacy, though that wasn’t possible here.
“But I am,” Oscar whispered.
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-three. I’m quiet and awkward. Girls never paid attention to me.”
“Oh, they were paying attention to you. The quiet bookish girls were swooning and probably masturbating over you.”
“Really?” Oscar said with a faint hope in his voice.
“Absolutely. Now, do you want to remedy that virginity?”
Chapter 23
“Hey, Sammy, Shakes, we have to teach Oscar how to please a woman…and a man?” I turned to Oscar, who ducked his head.
“That’s a maybe on the men,” I said to Sammy and Shakes.
They stood in the pool, grinning. The water covered Shakes from the waist down. Sammy, as usual, did not give a fuck and stood in the shallows so his cock was on full display.
He grew hard as I admired his every inch. I knew that cock like my own folds and salivated at the thought of a hot-as-fuck man wielding it. By salivated, I meant splooshed from my lower lips and mouth.
Shakespeare raised his eyebrows. “Are you certain? We haven’t romanced you thoroughly yet.”
“The first step in pleasing a woman is to strip down and show her the booty.” Sammy gestured to his chest, abs, and cock. My gaze followed, roving over his body.
“Is he right?” Oscar asked.
“Oh yeah,” I said.
“Ye see?” Sammy smirked. “I know what I’m doing. Now, undress, woman, and get over here.”
Normally, I’d curse a man who talked to me like that. But when Sammy did it, my slit throbbed. I wanted to smack his ass as a punishment though. Mmmm, smack that bubble ass good.
Oscar gave me a questioning look. “Has he heard of foreplay?”
I shrugged. “Talking can be foreplay.”
“Yarrrr,” Sammy said happily.
“Good question, young Oscar,” Shakes said. “Foreplay is a crucial part of romance and seduction—”
“Pfft,” Sammy said and rolled his eyes. “If ye want to fuck, get to it.”
I chuckled. “I agree. At least, I do today because I was supposed to come three times last night. It never happened, and you guys have been sexy as fuck.”
“The quartermaster has good taste,” Sammy said.
“Captain,” I corrected him.
“I’m inclined to change your mind about the seduction aspect,” Shakes said. He pulled himself from the pool, water trailing down his naked body. His thick cock was already hard. He probably tried to lock eyes with me as he stalked forward, but I wouldn’t know. My gaze was locked on that dick. Just looking at it made the back of my neck goosebump like a strong hand stroking the sensitive skin there.
I bit my lip at his cock as though it had eyes to see my sexy face. I trailed a hand over Oscar’s shoulder to stroke his cool neck.
Shakespeare knelt before me, and I had to meet his eyes because they were eye-level and his cock wasn’t. Why weren’t handsome cocks always at eye level, like on the men’s foreheads? It would make blow jobs easier on the knees, too. But it should only be that way for fine cocks, not weird lumpy ones. Actually, that was a bad idea. Men would lack rhythm with cocks on heads. Thrusting would be too much strain on the neck.
Shakes slid a warm hand along my jawline to my neck. I tilted my head up to give him more room to stroke my throat. His eyes held a mix of tende
rness and need, but I caught a glimpse of sadness behind them. He pulled me toward him and kissed me, long and deep. I moaned against his warm lips.
As he broke off the kiss, his fingers stroked my throat. “You start with the erogenous zones that most men ignore because they’re not breasts or slit,” he explained to Oscar. He kept his gaze locked on mine. His thumb slid along my lip, and I parted my mouth. My nipples hardened from his firm touch on my neck and mouth.
He had a point about that erogenous zone stuff. But I was also an impatient person who liked to get to the point. “Oscar, nipples.”
“Better to take it slow with thorough wooing and romance.” Shakes’ lips brushed mine. I tried to kiss him, but he pulled back out of my reach. Fuck, the Bard was a goddamn tease.
Oscar reached his arms around me, slipping his hands under my arms and up to my breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra because fuck being stabbed in the ribs. Oscar’s cool hands thumbed my nipples through my shirt, sending a tremor along my skin.
“I did all the work to seduce June, and ye’re reaping the benefit,” Sammy complained.
Before I could turn my gaze to him, Shakes pressed his lips to mine. Haha, he and Oscar were cockblocking the pirate.
As Shakes devoured my mouth, his hand stroked my throat. His other rubbed the inside of my thigh just short of my slit. Oscar’s hands worked my nipples until my clit throbbed in time with them. I grabbed his thigh, stroking upward toward his cock. He gasped against my hair.
“Yarrr,” Sammy said, and I heard a gentle splash of water.
Shakespeare pulled away from my mouth. I opened my eyes to see Sammy with his hands on Shakes’ shoulders, yanking the Bard away from me. Sammy’s cock stood to attention near Shakes’ face. If Shakes turned his head, he could have sucked the pirate.
“You two going to put on a show?” I asked.
“This be how ye please a woman,” Sammy said. He grabbed my hips, and I grasped his bare shoulders as he lifted me up. Oscar’s hands fell away from me as Sammy hauled me to my feet.
I grazed my lips across Sammy’s. He grunted and spun me around, pushing me against the stone wall.
I gasped, bracing myself against the wall with my hands.
“Sam!” Oscar said as though startled or horrified.
Sammy’s hands slipped between my thighs, pushing my legs wide apart. His fingers slid under the waistband of my leggings and panties. He yanked both down to my thighs, revealing my bare ass and slit for all three men to see.
Sammy slapped my ass, and the sound echoed around the cave. Oh fuck, I moaned from it. My slit was already throbbing from the rough treatment. Sammy’s hand pressed against my cunt, slipping between my slick folds.
“At least ye soft-hearts got her wet for me,” he said.
I moaned, but despite how much I was enjoying this, I was going to annoy the pirate. “Oscar, come over here and learn how to eat pussy.”
Sammy chuckled. “I’ll show ye how first. Gotta make sure we give this fine woman a thoroughly good time.” He dropped to his knees behind me. His hands grabbed my thighs and, without hesitation, his tongue worked my opening, lapping up my wetness.
I gasped and pressed my ass and pussy closer toward his face.
“Tsk, tsk,” Shakes said. “You can’t focus just on the pussy.” He stood next to me, his heat seeping into my side as he slid his hands under my shirt and up to my breasts. He nuzzled his face against my neck, kissing and sucking as his fingers worked my nipples.
I moaned and quivered under their touches. Glancing sideways, I caught sight of Oscar watching with his eyes wide with awe and hunger. One hand gripped his hard cock through his jeans, stroking the length of it. He parted his lips, showing his fangs. Male vamp’s fangs extended when they were horny, like tiny mouth cocks. If they smiled at you with fangs, you knew they also had a hard-on.
“Come here,” I ordered.
Oscar nearly ran to my side. I peeled one hand off the stone wall and reached down, undoing his fly one-handed. I was an expert at freeing cocks from all types of traps: buttons, zippers, chastity devices, and everything in between. The vamp’s cock was curved like an alien tongue, perfect for pressing and rubbing the g-spot.
I took him in my fist, stroking his length and rubbing my thumb over his sensitive tip at the top of each pump.
“Fuck,” Oscar gasped. He pressed one hand against the wall to brace himself. The other knotted in my hair.
From Shakes’ fingers on my nipples and Sammy’s tongue on my slit, my breath came hard and fast. “Now, learn to eat pussy,” I ordered Oscar between gasps.
With a grunt, Sammy pulled his tongue from my opening.
“I want a taste of you first,” Shakes growled against my ear. I guess he finally thought he had wooed me enough. Sammy stood, and Shakes dropped to his knees behind me. His tongue took me from clit to slit and back. I cried out and felt my ass and thighs quiver helplessly.
Shakes pulled away and moaned, his breath hot against my bare ass. “Shall I compare your taste to a summer’s day? To a collection of ripe, juicy fruit?”
“You know me, I’m a real cornucopia,” I said between heavy breaths. I pushed off the wall and turned to Oscar.
“If this be his first time,” Sammy said, “ye better lie down so he can get a proper look.”
Oscar flushed—I didn’t know how he managed to when he was a vampire who hadn’t eaten recently. “I…I know what a vagina looks like,” he stammered.
“Not in this context, ye don’t,” Sammy said, planting his hands on his hips.
“I will not allow you to ask Juniper to lie on the rough ground,” Shakes said.
Sammy rolled his eyes. “This be fucking, not some kind…I don’t know…a fancy plush royal nap on a fancy plush giant pillow on a fancy plush giant bed. It’s supposed to be rough.”
I bit my lip at him, and he winked at me.
Shakespeare frowned. Oscar looked from Sammy to Shakes as though confused.
“If you’re worried, I’ve got levitation magic,” I said. “Oscar, strip.”
“I…ummm…what? Okay!”
I chuckled to myself. His pants were already open, his cock already out, yet he stammered at the idea of being naked.
Oscar kicked off his dress shoes and peeled off his jeans. I pulled my shirt over my head, leaving myself completely naked with these three men.
I watched Oscar’s cock. It practically throbbed under my gaze as he pulled off his sweater and buttoned shirt. His chest and abs were like marble, pale and cool to my touch.
“Mmmm,” I said. “Let’s do this.”
With a muttered word and a flick of my finger, I rose off the ground and threw myself backward as though onto a bed.
Shakes and Oscar cried out, but they shouldn’t have. This was a freshman move. Any witch could levitate. I lay in the air, at their head level, completely naked. These three men stood around me and stared as though I were a feast and they were starving.
Well, they were. It had been a long, long time since any of them had sex, and I was a fucking cornucopia.
I spread my legs and lifted my knees toward my chest so that my slit and asshole were on full display. Oscar’s eyes widened, somehow even wider than they already were.
“Start with her opening,” Sammy instructed.
Shakes elbowed him. “Start with her folds, lick them until they quiver under your tongue.”
“Pfft, lick her opening until she be begging for more. Then ye go for the folds, then the clit.”
“He doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Shakes said.
I laughed. “Ozzy, they already worked my opening and folds. Go for the clit. Grab my ass in both your hands.”
Oscar gulped and then grinned. “Yes, ma’am.” He stepped forward. I was already at head height, so he didn’t need to bend over. His cool hands grasped my ass gently, as though he feared he’d hurt me. Pausing, his gaze roved over my spread pussy. I quivered in anticipation. Finally, Oscar pressed his t
ongue to my clit.
I arched my neck and moaned. He might be new, but he had no problem finding the sweet spot. He had probably researched it in the library.
“Circle the clit,” Shakes said.
“Circle her,” Sammy said at the same time. They glanced at each other in surprise, and I laughed at them.
Sammy turned his gaze to me with a mischievous grin. He reached out, his warm calloused hands taking my tits. Shakes hurried to my other side. He stroked his hands down my throat, along my collarbone and the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrists. Fuck, it felt good to be so thoroughly touched. I moaned constantly under Oscar’s tongue, the three sets of strong hands, and the three sets of hungry eyes.
I threw my head back. “Fuck, I need cock.”
“Whose?” Shakes said.
“Which hole do ye want me to fuck?” Sammy said.
Oscar moaned against my clit, his breath vibrating on my sensitive spot.
“Every cock and every hole,” I gasped.
Shakes raised his eyebrows.
“I knew it,” Sammy said. “I knew ye were a dirty lass when I first saw ye.”
“Wasn’t hard to figure out. I was pantless and had tied your wrists to your ankles.”
“Exactly. Ye’re dirty,” Sammy said with a grin. I chuckled.
Oscar lifted his face from my pussy. “Is…is all that cock safe?”
Sammy laughed, and I whacked his arm to shut up him.
“You’re newly resurrected, so you’re clean. I haven’t fucked since the last time I was tested. Plus, I have an IUD, so no risk of dildo babies.”
I sat up, lowering my feet and dropping myself back to the floor. Oscar looked disappointed that he wasn’t licking me anymore, so I kissed him. His lips tasted of my pussy, so I kissed him even longer and harder.
Shakes cleared his throat as though to politely ask for my attention.
I broke off the kiss. “Since this is Ozzy’s first time, he’ll get my pussy. Shakes, your cock is like my Dick dildo, which means it’s self-lubricating.”
