Page 32 of Taken By the Vampires
I thought I’d be okay with this. I thought it would be fine, that I could explore a newfound sexuality, but in the cold light of day, I realized just how slutty I’d actually been. Thank goodness Xander had the forethought to leave, no doubt disgusted with me.
“I…have to go.” I looked anywhere, except at their faces. The orgasms had definitely cleared my head. Please, God, I didn’t want to see their faces. But Davon held me in place. There was nowhere I could hide.
“Ella, what’s the matter?”
“I…”
Maybe the villagers were right. Maybe they’d seen something in me that I hadn’t recognized in myself. I was a godless heathen. A slut, for certain. I didn’t understand these feelings rolling through me, only sure that they must be wrong.
I was a slut. Mom was sick. Untold things were probably happening to her and I was here sexing it up with not one, but two men. It would have been three if Xander hadn’t had the strength to leave. I felt dirty and horrified by my actions.
“Ella, calm down.” I glanced at Cassius. His lips were dewy with my release. I quickly glanced back down again.
“Gary was right,” I muttered. He’d been right all along. Why didn’t I just give in and let him do what I’d freely given just now. At least Mom would be better and the farm wouldn’t be at risk. It had been so easy for me with Davon and Cassius. What the hell was wrong with me?
“What do you mean, Gary was right? Ella, tell us what’s wrong.” Davon sat, pulling me into his lap.
I let him, knowing he was bigger and stronger than I’d ever be. He pulled me to him easily, stronger than I’d thought he’d be. I sat with my back straight, feeling every inch of my naked body against his smooth, warm skin. How could I explain what was going through my head when I could hardly say it out loud.
I could only hope that in the morning the storm would clear and I’d be able to leave them in peace. They’d never have to see me again.
“It…it’s nothing. I…would like to be alone.” I didn’t want them to have to feel as though they should stay. They were nice guys, they didn’t deserve a woman who did what I’d just done.
Davon’s arms tightened a little, “I’m not going to let you go, Ella. Not until you tell us what’s obviously going through your mind.”
Cassius spread his palm on my leg, his touch calming and at the same time stirring another instant rise of arousal.
“There’s something wrong with me. I would never have… I’ve never done…I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”
“Uncomfortable!” Davon exploded.
“Ella, we thank you for the gift you’ve just shared,” Cassius said.
It took me a moment for my brain to catch up with what he said. “Gift?” I couldn’t seem to break through the confusion of my mind, positive I hadn’t heard him right.
Davon cursed under his breath. “They’ve sure done a number on you.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said.
“Ella, what we just shared – wethank you. It was as beautiful as you are. There’s no need to be like this. We adore you.” Cassius stroked my cheek with a gentle touch.
This was so confusing. I’d never been so attracted to any man, let alonemen, in my life. Never acted on any desire I might have had at all. Always held myself in check.
Besides, I was mortified I was behaving like this. It wasn’t making sense. “What’s happening to me?” I whispered.
Davon ran his fingers through my hair, leaning his cheek against the top of my head, “Ella, it’s the…”
“Not now, Davon. It’s not time. We need to wait for Xander,’ Cassius said gently.
“Why?”
“We will tell you, Ella. Just not now,” Cassius said
A whole lot of new questions rose in my mind. I really didn’t understand what was going on. I hardly recognized myself. It was as though being here, even in this short amount of time, was changing me.
“What you feel for us, Ella. We feel the same way about you. If we, in any way, have made you feel less than wanted –desired– then we haven’t done our job properly. This is all normal for us. You are a gift we’ve waited a very long time for,” Davon said.
“It’s that town. Look how they’ve made her feel. It’s a disgrace,” Cassius said.
