Bite, Blaze, and Enchantment

by Zara Zenia

  "Don't feel guilty about Wayne," I tell her.

  "Why would I feel guilty? I'm not doing anything wrong."

  I lean in closer like I'm about to share a big secret. It is a big secret as far as she's concerned. "Your cousin doesn't mind being shared, I can tell you that. You shouldn't worry about it either." I can sense her heart start to beat faster. She's holding her breath too. After a drawn out pause, I can tell she's not going to reply yet. "That's right. She doesn't just have the one dragon mate. There's another one in addition to Brent. And she has her own vampires, so don't feel bad about going off with a vampire. You know, instead of the superior choice."

  "That's bullshit. You're insane if you think Katie would—"

  "Ask her then," I interrupt coolly.

  Taking a deep breath, she pushes herself from the bar and stands up. She says, "I will then. Let’s dance, I like this music." She grins.. "First though, you have to buy me a drink. I want to try whatever it is you people drink here to have fun."

  That is not a problem at all. After we have our drinks and spend the evening dancing, I can tell she's having the time of her life. I don't mind saying that I'm an amazing dancer. It's clear that Stephanie's impressed. Once she's starting to be visibly drunk, cheeks bright and eyes shining with joy, she draws me aside for a breather.

  "I haven't felt this alive for so long," she says through gasping breathing. "Thank you for tonight, I mean it. I actually feel alive for the first time since..." Again, she trails off at seemingly the same topic. I don't know what she was going to say either time. There will be a right time to ask her. This isn't the night. I don't want to sully her good time by dredging up whatever memory she's obviously trying to ignore at the moment.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Stephanie

  "So, how are you feeling today, cousin?" Katie asks me.

  We're eating breakfast together with Brent at Katie's apartment. I grunt as a reply and shake my head, but I'm smiling which is really something to me.

  She continues, "I can tell you had an eventful day yesterday. And," she looks closer at me and leans in, "it appears you had a fun night to. Am I right?"

  "You are definitely right," I reply. "Thanks for introducing me to Dan," I tell Brent.

  He shrugs and continues to eat his food. I'm not sure what he's eating but it smells like it might be good. For my morning meal, I'm just sticking with some kind of sweet cereal and milk. I don't ask what kind of milk it is, but the taste is nice.

  "I don't think Brent meant to introduce you to Dan," says Katie.

  "Yeah, uh, sorry about that," he finally says. "I wasn't sure about leaving you with him, but you were pretty interested. I could tell."

  "Oh well, it turned out well," says Katie.

  I don't know what their problem with Dan is. "So, what's this about you being shared around?" I blurt out.

  Katie's face freezes and she slowly looks over at me, then to Brent. He's just slightly smiling in the most mischievous of ways. Then Katie turns back to me.

  "What are you talking about? Who told you—oh my God, it was Dan wasn't it?"

  I smirk in a knowing way. It feels like I'm finally the more mature one, playing the parent who's discovered my teenage kid's secret. Only Katie isn't a teen anymore. "Why didn't you tell me you have two dragon mates and two vampire mates?" I demand. I'm not mad, just enjoying being in the know for the first time on this weird planet.

  "It's not really any of your business, that's why. A person's sex life isn't meant to be public knowledge unless they choose it to be," says Katie angrily. I can tell she's putting it on though. Trying to seem more indignant that she really is.

  Brent stands up to leave the room, having finished quickly wolfing down his food. "You should have told your cousin about your lifestyle as soon as she was an adult," Brent says. "What's there to be ashamed of?" He shrugs again, shakes his head dismissively, then leaves the room.

  Katie edges her seat closer and turns it to face me. I feel like I'm suddenly in a very awkward confessional room at church or something. That would make me the one receiving the confession, right? I don't like what might come out now.

  She says, "Look, I didn't believe in this kind of ... lifestyle, before. You know, polyamory, being 'shared' as you put it. I'm not just some slut—"

  "I would never call you that," I interject before she can get the wrong idea any more than she already has. "You're my cousin, Katie, I look up to you. This doesn't change that."

  "I'm glad to hear you say that," she replies with a smile. Suddenly she looks so happy and relieved that I could swear she's about to let a tear leak out. "So, I guess I should tell you everything, huh? Well, to be honest I couldn't imagine not having the four of my mates in my life. They really do make me feel special and very loved. Also, very sexually wanted, if I'm telling the truth."

  "Please don't let this get too TMI,” I remind her. It's nice to keep some things to ourselves, right?"

  She laughed as I say that, and I join in once I see she's not offended by my joke.

  "Okay then, well I never knew I was special until I turned eighteen. After that, wow. Things got very intense and I wasn't sure I could handle all this."

  "What do you mean?" I ask, feeling like I have to know everything now.

  Katie smiles, then her lips straighten into a forlorn expression suddenly. It's a conflicting look. "With four mates comes a great responsibility," she says.

  "Katie... you keep saying mates. What do you mean a great responsibility? You’ve got me intrigued here.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  Stephanie

  Katie asks, “Do you want to go back home to Earth?

  “The hell with that,” I tell her. “This is way too much of an adventure to leave now!”

  She accepts that and doesn't try to pressure me in the slightest in my decision. Staying here with her feels so safe and just alive.

  Later, I'm alone in my room. The guestroom has officially been given to me for the duration of my stay. Feeling pretty hungover from those sweet but potent alien drinks, I decide to rest some more. Wearily, I close my eyes and let myself drift away. Thoughts of Wayne come to me in my restless sleep. His hands exploring my body. Like no man has ever done before. Moving over my breasts and teasing impossibly hard nipples. I feel like I could burst, and that's before he enters me. Again, Wayne the vampire is inside of me. This is like the stuff only dreams are meant to be made of. And although I can tell this is just a dream, how I know I don't know, it's less fantastical than the reality was.

  Some noise appears beside the bed, coming from the window. At first it seems like I'm dreaming, then I realize sleep never came. I am awake...

  Starting and waking in a sweat, I sit up in the bed. All I have on are my skimpy satin-like pajamas. They don't leave much to the imagination and I feel eyes on me for some reason. As I am pulling the cover up I see two pairs of the brightest, deepest blues peeping my semi-exposed body.

  "Dan?" I try to say, but my throat is too dry for the volume to be more than a hoarse rasp. "What are you doing? And how did you find me here?" Suddenly feeling unsafe, I think about my options. Do I scream for help or take a risk and let this boy into my room?

  Although I wish it was Wayne instead coming to visit me, I take the chance and get out of bed to let Dan in through the locked window. He smiles widely, knowingly. Of course he thinks this means he's going to get some, and I suddenly feel like a tramp.

  "Hello there, beautiful," he croons in a rehearsed tone. That voice and those ocean blue eyes of his could probably drop any panties on this planet or back on Earth. So, I have to wonder one thing: "What are you doing here?" I ask. What I really want to ask is, What are you coming to see plain ol' me for? It makes me feel special that he has come though. I notice he's no longer making eye contact with me. My body is barely covered by these PJs and he's getting an eyeful. I scamper across the room and throw on my robe. It's flowing and so fuzzy and warm.

  As Dan comes
in through the window, my longing for Wayne subsides right away. That is because Wayne is here too. He enters my bedroom behind the dragon shifter. Now there are a dragon and a vampire standing in my room. The only thing covering my body is the robe and revealing PJs. I feel more exposed than ever, like I have no choice about how my body will be viewed, what I will be asked to do. Honestly, the feeling sends a rush of exhilarated arousal through my body. My pussy grows wet imagining what they might have come here to do—to do to me.

  "Hi, Wayne," I say. "What are you boys here for?"

  "We're here to party," says Wayne.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Dan

  We brought Stephanie a bottle of this home brewed alcohol.

  "What's that?" Stephanie asks as Wayne retrieves the bottle from his jacket pocket.

  "Oh this? Why it's the nectar of Etwan," he replies to her with a smirk.

  Stephanie giggles a little then takes the bottle as he offers it to her.

  "I don't think that's true," she says opening the cap. "Whoa, but it sure smells strong. What the heck is it really?"

  "It's a type of alcohol. Probably about as strong as gin," Wayne replies. "Don't worry, you still trust me, right?" he asks.

  Then he makes this kind of puppy dog look and it seems to melt her defenses. I can see why she let her guard down with him so quickly. That's good, really good. We can all have a lot of fun if she's that willing to do so.

  "Okay, I'll try some," says Stephanie.

  "Only if you really want to," replies Wayne.

  I just watch this happen, eyeing her curves from the corner of my vision. Sneaking little peeks, trying not to seem like too much of a perv right away. There's plenty of time for that. The way her robe hugs her tender young form is hard not to stare at, but I have a lot of self-control when it matters. When I can manage it, that is.

  Stephanie doesn't answer, looks even a little insulted. "I'm not a kid," she says, taking a big gulp from the bottle. It's probably more than even I would have taken.

  "Easy," I say. "There's plenty left in the bottle.”

  "What, are you afraid I'll get too drunk? You feel bad about taking advantage of a girl or something?" Stephanie asks. "Somehow I find that hard to believe."

  Now I feel insulted, but I try to hide it. But if she's going to assume the worst of me anyway, I decide to just go for it. I move toward her and start to feel her up. I had my hands all over her while we were dancing. This is different though, purely sexual.

  "What are you—" Stephanie begins to say as she pushes me back. At first she was enjoying it, but now she's staring at Wayne defensively.

  He nods at her and smiles. "Go on," he says, “that is if you want to."

  She does, which is evidenced by the way she looks at me. I kiss her. Shit, I stick my tongue down her throat and lock our lips together. This is fucking hot, and I can't even let myself think about all the dirty things we're going to do to this fresh little Earth girl. I might just explode if I do.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Stephanie

  I let Dan move me onto the bed where we sit and make out. His hands are immediately wandering all over my body. I can't help but let myself respond in kind. As I move my body at his touch, I too touch him. He is so muscular that it's impossible to believe. Wayne's body was hard as well when we were together. Not as ripped as this. I guess it must be a dragon thing to be so built.

  My hand begins to move lower. I'm dying to find out what Dan's packing in his pants. Then I see Wayne standing in the corner of the room by the window. He hasn't even come into the room properly yet, not really. It's weird how he's just watching. Then he just leaves the room. I guess he's going to wait in the living room. That's not on my mind for long, as Dan starts to kiss my neck now. My pussy is growing so wet as he works his tongue and lips over my skin.

  Finally, I can let myself go and enjoy this fully without feeling eyes on me. The idea of Wayne watching lingers in my mind though. It's pretty hot to think about and that drives me on. Makes me even more wanton. Dan gets his hands down the front of my skimpy pajama shorts. The satin is warm and a little moist where his fingers travel next. He starts to rub me, using the juice from my pussy to make my clit nice and slick.

  I kiss him deeply and hold him to me. He does the same, holding the back of my head. Then he takes hold of my ponytail and guides my face down. Down, down to his crotch where my hand is already playing. I pull out his cock and let out a surprised gasp. It's so thick and veiny. He starts to twitch as I lick the head. A tiny spurt of precum comes out to meet my tongue. It's salty and so slippery. Dan pushes my head down, so I have him in my mouth.

  This hot dragon shifter from another world is fucking my mouth now. He's not really trying to hold back, and I gag a little.

  "That's a good girl," he tells me.

  I've never been spoken to like that. I think I like it though. Once he's so hard it seems like his dick could cut a diamond, he pushes me back on the bed. Takes off my silky PJ shorts and mounts me without a moment's hesitation. This guy just takes what he wants. The thing he wants is me, and I fucking love it.

  He fucks me hard, lifting my legs up. Ankles over his shoulders, there's nothing for me to do but take it. He pounds me hard without worrying about easing into it. I guess he knows that I've already been fucked the day before. I suppose they would have talked all about it. The thought makes me feel like a sex toy to be passed around. That gives me an idea of what to say.

  "Yeah, fuck me hard," I let out between short, deep breaths. "Use me like a sex toy."

  "Is that how you like it, baby?" he asks. "Fuck yeah." He finishes up inside of me, not bothering to ask if I'm on birth control. The truth is that I'm not. There was no point in it since I hadn't even been leaving the house for so long, let alone having sex with anyone. We can worry about all that later, I guess. Right now, I'm too busy coming hard as he shoots a powerful dragon load inside of me. I realize how sore my legs and lower back are as he lets my legs back down. I feel like I've been thoroughly used, and it makes me feel dirty.

  I love it. Being on this planet is just too much fun!

  Chapter Nineteen

  Kurt

  I may look like any other twenty-eight year old mortal, but I'm not. The truth is that I have been living for more than one hundred years. Being a vampire comes with perks like that. When I go to visit Stephanie, it doesn't bother me even a little that she's still a teenager. Being nineteen years old makes her fair game, perfectly legal. Morally, I have no qualms with that. When you're older than every other non-vampire in existence, you need to make exceptions like that. Even if they seem naive sometimes, like they're not ready.

  The moment I set eyes on Stephanie again, I'm reminded just how ready she is. Ripe, aching to be taken. I know that she wants to be taken by vampires for a fact. "Hello," I plainly say when she answers the door. I've tracked her down, which was easy enough. For someone like me. Someone in my position.

  Stephanie answers the door to her cousin's apartment. A look of surprise is on her face. "Uh, hello?" she says as a question. It's clear she's wondering what the hell I'm doing there; who the fuck I am.

  "My name's Kurt. You don't know me," I tell her. She's so beautiful that I find it hard to resist staring into those sparkling green eyes. There's a powerful sexuality to her that doesn't seem to have been there the other day. In the forest where I first saw her. "I was in the Earthling forest the other day. Your name is Stephanie, yes? It's a pleasure to meet you."

  "You were the one Wayne heard!" she exclaims. I can see the subtle anger building in her. "What, were you stalking us or something? Why does everyone on this planet have some weird obsession with me? No, not everyone—every guy." She moves to slam the door on me. I stick my foot in the way. "Do I have to scream for help?" she asks.

  "No, please," I say removing my foot from the door. "Sorry, it's just... hear me out, please. I wasn't there following you. I just like to go there when I feel lost or homesick."r />
  "You're from Earth too?" Now she seems intrigued.

  That's good, just what I need to get her to hear me out.

  "Go on then, tell me what you're here for." Those gorgeous green eyes have a fire in them that goes well with the way her red hair looks like flowing flames glinting in the morning sunlight.

  "I heard you talking about your dad with Wayne. I know your father." That gets her attention. "If you want me to leave, fine. Otherwise can I come in and tell you more?"

  "No. Tell me here. You're not coming inside." The security chain is still on the door. She's a smart girl for keeping it on. It would take nothing for me to break it, but that's not what I want.

  "Very well then. I was turned into a vampire by a stranger. That man has now become my best friend. Since then, I've become one of the leaders of the vampires here on Etwan. It's a lot of responsibility, which is why I like to visit those woods to unwind from time to time."

  "I haven't even thought about my dad since that day. Some great daughter I am, huh..."

  "Don't feel guilty. There's a lot of new things to take in here. This is a whole new planet."

  Shaking her head, she replies, "No, it's not good enough. I should have been looking for him. If he's really alive somehow, I need to find him. To make things right. He's the only man I ever really trusted, trusted with my life. And I killed him." Tears are welling in those perfectly green eyes. It's more than my heart can bare. I need to make things right for her right now.

  Chapter Twenty