Page 9 of Taking It Off

I jump when the door closes behind us, and Jeremy laughs. “Someone is a little nervous to be alone with us tonight.”

“I’m not nervous. The noise just startled me, that’s all.” I know they don’t believe me, and I really hope that they don’t keep pushing.

Luke drags me down next to him on the couch, then Jeremy settles on my other side. Will sits on the coffee table in front of me, and I feel like they’ve boxed me in. “What is this all about? I feel like this is an intervention, and I’m about to hear how you all care about me, but I have to stop doing what I’ve been doing.” I try to make a joke, but their faces are serious. I swallow hard and wait for what comes next.

“You’ve been hesitant with us, and we know it’s because of your secret,” Jeremy begins.

My jaw drops. They know. Fuck. After so long of not being caught, how were they the ones who figured it out?

“But now that we know about your cam work, you don’t have to push us away anymore,” Will continues.

I barely hold back a sigh of relief at Will’s words. They don’t know. Not about that.

“We just want you to give this relationship a chance,” Luke insists. “The three of us are all in, and we want you to be as well.”

“I don’t know what to say. This is not what I expected,” I admit. I figured there would be sweet words of love and desire, not practical reasoning when they finally brought this up. I can’t argue with them now. Ugh.

“Then say yes. To at least giving this a chance. We’ll be exclusive; just the four of us together in whatever way works for all of us. No competition, no jealousy. Please say you’ll try it.” Will looks as if he’ll cry if I refuse. And if I’m honest with myself, I don’t want to refuse. I want to make this work with them. I’m just not sure it will. Can I give them all what they need? I have no idea. But I guess we’re about to find out.

I take a deep breath, knowing that my answer won’t be what they expect. “Okay.” That one word changes each expression that stares at me. They go from concerned to confused, then settle on elated. It’s clear they expected to have to convince me. I’m making this too easy for them. My heart does a little cartwheel, and I can’t wipe the smile off my face, so I guess I’ve made the right decision. Now if I can only keep my secret life secret.

Luke kisses me, hard and sloppy. When he backs away, Will is there, kissing me tenderly with promises of the future. The moment our kiss breaks, Jeremy leans over and kisses me with so much passion that it takes my breath away. I shouldn’t want this. I should run. I have to protect them from anything that could hurt them or break their hearts. And that includes me. I’m not good for these men, but I want them too badly to leave.

I hate feeling so conflicted. But these are my men now, and I will fight for them. Even if I end up being the one who destroys everything.

Before I can get hung up on the commitment I just made, they each kiss me again, pulling my focus back to the moment. We end up in Luke’s room tonight. He’s fully embraced the vampire stereotype, with a coffin on display in the corner, and dark velvet curtains on the windows. None of it is necessary, because he has an enchanted ring that protects him from sunlight, and vampires don’t actually sleep in coffins. That was an old wives’ tale that got blown out of proportion, like the garlic and mirror things, and vampires only eating blood. Talk about stories designed to scare people. Of course, vampires feed on blood. But it’s not nearly as much as the movies and stories make it look like, and it lasts them for a while.

As a matter of fact, Luke is obsessed with mirrors. He has one on every wall in his room, and a large one on the ceiling over the bed. The first time I came in here, I thought that he must be extremely vain. He’s not. He just likes to watch everyone, and the mirrors are the best way to do it. Most of the time, when we’re in here, Luke makes sure he’s not the center of attention. Of course, usually, all three of them are focused on me no matter whose bedroom we’re in.

LUKE

Em is distracted, which is pretty normal for her. I wish I knew what she was thinking about as she surveys my bedroom. They all tease me about my vampire goth decorating, but it makes me laugh to embrace the silly stereotypes that humans put on us.

Since I know she won’t tell us what’s bothering her, I make it my mission to bring her focus back to the here and now. I won’t make her feel self-conscious by calling her out on it, either. I nod to the guys and the three of us back her up against the bed. Jeremy drags her onto it while Will and I take her clothes off.

I plan to tease and taunt her until she’s begging me to fuck her pretty pussy. I lick my lips as I stalk toward her. “You have your safe word?” I ask, my eyes devouring her.

She nods, and I shake my head. “Come now, kitten, you know I have to hear it.”

“Dracula,” she whispers.

“Good girl. Now, if things go too far, you just say that silly vampire’s name, and I’ll stop. Got it?” We don’t play often, but I need to know she won’t let me hurt her. I enjoy biting and drinking her blood during sex. I don’t enjoy harming those I care about.

Em nods her agreement, and I spread her legs apart to look at her. “Mmm, so beautiful.” I click my fangs in place and watch her eyes go wide. She’s not struggling or trying to get away. My kitten loves it when I bite her. I lean down and lap my tongue against her slit.

The moan that escapes her is delicious, almost as much as she is. I lick her again, then bite her thigh and suck—just a taste for now. I’m careful to lick the puncture wounds so they heal faster. Em cries out as she reaches her first orgasm. I can’t wait to make her do that again and again. Her pleasure is my favorite drug, and I’m definitely an addict.

My cock strains against my jeans, begging to be set free. I can’t do that yet, though, because I know the moment I do, I won’t be able to hold back from sinking into her. I want to draw this out as long as I can. I run my tongue over her sex again, enjoying the way she arches her back. She’s practically begging me for more already.

Will and Jeremy busy themselves with kissing our girl and teasing her nipples while I continue to worship her gorgeous pussy. I lick and suck at her, sliding two fingers inside to work her g-spot until she comes again. I want to make her beg for it, but I’m not going to be able to hold out long enough to make it happen. It’s unfortunate, but we have the rest of our lives to play games.

Right now, I’m going to bury myself inside of her and fuck her senseless. I lean back enough to get out of my clothes. Em locks eyes with me, mesmerized by watching me strip. I give her a little show, then crawl back to my favorite spot between her legs.

I lift her up so Will can spread lube on her rosebud. Once he gets her ready, he lays back on the bed and I carefully ease Em down on his cock. She spreads her legs further apart to give us both access, and Jeremy groans as she grips his dick. The whole scene is hot to watch; even more being part of it.

With everyone else in place, I ease my cock into her, giving her a minute to adjust to being so full. When she nods that she’s ready, Will and I thrust into her together. She cries out at the pace we set, but doesn’t use the word that will stop everything. Her pleasure is the only thing that matters to me at this moment.

EMILY

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