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“If one of you doesn’t take me up to a bedroom and fuck me thoughtless, I’m going to lose it.”

“Odette,” Niko tried to reason. “Will it fix what’s wrong?” He asked. While he made a great point, I was way beyond reasoning. I needed control.

“No. But I need it to happen, okay?” I tried my best to explain. “I don’t want to be comforted. I want to be distracted. Please.”

The four of my professors seemed deep in thought. They looked at each other as if having a silent conversation, trying to decide if I was insane or not. While they seemed concerned, they obviously came to a conclusion as Aiden slammed his lips against mine.

Chapter Seventeen

Odette

Aiden’s kiss was pure desire. I knew he was confused, but I made it clear that tonight wasn’t about talking. Instead of wallowing, I needed to control this one thing—this one aspect of my life. Sex wasn’t the answer to my problems—I knew that. For now, it was a sedative for my lack of control.

Moaning into his lips, I felt my stress melt away. His hands held my hips, gently caressing the silk dress I was desperate to take off. He tasted like whisky and smoke, and I found the combination oddly addictive, considering I had a distaste for both.

Delicately pushing my hips away, Aiden broke away from the kiss. “Why don’t you go take a shower to wash the night away. Niko or I will be up when you’re done, okay?” He prompted.

Taking a shower would make me feel better. My face was stained with tears, and I could still feel Lestat’s breath on my ear. However, I thought Aiden’s request seemed like it had an ulterior motive. “I won’t change my mind if that’s what you’re hoping,” I assured. I was certain this was him giving me an opportunity to think about it one last time.

Aiden grinned, and I knew I was right. “I just don’t want you to see Niko and I play rock paper scissors over who gets to fuck you,” he joked.

At least I thought it was a joke before I saw Niko’s challenging smile. I let out a small laugh before giving Wyatt and Dominic a questioning glance. They’d obviously had a conversation about who’d be my first, so I wondered why they weren’t contenders.

Truthfully, I had no preference. I cared for them all the same. It was easier if they decided amongst themselves; I wouldn’t seem biased that way.

Wyatt pressed his lips together to hide a smile. “I’ve got hardware,” he explained discreetly.

Recalling the ladder of piercings going up his length, I widened my eyes. I was glad they’d already thought of that because I completely forgot. The purpose of them must have been for pleasure, but maybe not ideal for my first time.

Dominic took in a breath. “I’m not gentle.”

Ten points for honesty...?

That was enough explanation for me, and I appreciated them opting out for my sake. Turning to Aiden and Niko, I smiled at them both. “Good luck,” I joked. For Niko’s sake, I hoped they were doing the best of three, or it wouldn’t be fair. Aiden was a literal mind reader.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” Niko assured with a wink, confident that he’d win.

“You’ll see her in the morning,” Aiden retorted with a grin.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I turned to go up the stairs.

Cat was sitting on my bed as I entered, greeting me with a purr as he kneaded the sheets with his paws. He blinked slowly up at me, clearly just waking up from his nap. “I hate to ruin your bed, but you probably want to move soon,” I whispered while petting him.

Deciding a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt, I left him on the bed and went into my bathroom. The dress pooled at my feet, and I kicked the damn thing into the corner. Never to be worn again. I let my hair out of its braid and ran my hands through it.

I didn’t have long in the shower before the water would get cold. While I was more than confident in my decision, Aiden’s mind games were working, and I felt the nerves start to seep in.

Would it hurt? Would I even feel pleasure my first time? Losing virginity wasn’t a fun experience, from what I’d seen and been told by Anna. It was messy, awkward, and painful. Even with the right person, it was just a tricky interaction.

Preparing myself, both in cleanliness and emotionally, I finally stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. My expectations were very realistic; I didn’t expect a mind-blowing orgasm or a sensation besides discomfort. They were all big, which I was sure I’d appreciate more later, but I was a little nervous for now.

The only thing I allowed myself to focus on or think of was them. I banned the rest of the evening from my thoughts.

My hair was brushed, my skin moisturized and spritzed with perfume.

Wrapped in a towel, I stilled when I exited my bathroom. The room looked completely different. The light was dimmed, and small tea light candles were scattered on the shelves and surfaces. Cat was (luckily) nowhere in sight, and the comforter on my bed was pulled back, looking inviting.

Big hands gently pushed my wet hair to the side, exposing my upper back and neck from behind me. He must have been standing just outside the door, where I wouldn’t see him. Goosebumps rose on my skin as lips pressed a kiss to the tender skin of my neck. The three-day-grown-out stubble was rough against my soft skin as he trailed his lips and tongue across my neck.

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