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I’m radiating ecstasy as these two men find a collaborative rhythm, working me with long, hard strokes. But I haven’t forgotten Braxton, reaching out to curl my fingers around his thick shaft. I pull him by his cock towards me until it's within inches of my face, its reddened tip begging for attention. I wrap my lips around it and run my tongue across the tip, savoring the taste of his pre-cum before I wrap my lips around him, sucking him deep.
It’s incredible. Feeling Braxton inside of me while his hand digs into the back of my hair, and he whispers my name. Feeling Max and Orson find a rhythm that rubs me in all the right places. That stretches me. That awakens every nerve in my body and leaves it screaming. It’s like this is how things were always meant to be.
Me. These men. Together.
I close my eyes and dig my nails into Orson’s back, holding on for dear life. I’m not me anymore. Not a person with a thousand pounds on my shoulders. I’m just a pile of nerves and pleasure and nothing else.
When my first climax arrives, it sweeps like a wave through all four of us. I feel it explode in my core as stars dance in my vision. My body squeezes Orson tightly, while my asshole constricts around Max’s shaft. It flows from me, pouring out over both of them while I moan on Braxton’s cock. The reverberations of my voice set him off, and he unleashes inside my mouth.
I wrap a fist around the base of his cock as the vibrations threaten to rip me apart. Max holds me against him, Orson presses down on top of me, and between them I feel safe to succumb to the hardest orgasm I’ve ever experienced. I lean my head back, pulling Braxton’s cock from my mouth while ripples of delight spread to my extremities. It consumes me, amplified by the vampiric magic coursing through me.
As the quakes subside, Max and Orson pull out of me, and Max lays me beside him, pulling me up against him in a tight cuddle. Braxton throws himself down beside us and Orson lays across the foot of the bed, propping his head up and smiling back up at me. His body glistens with sweat, the sign of a satisfying encounter. His cock, still hard, glimmers with my pleasure.
“Hey,” he says, glancing at Max and Braxton, “you guys aren’t going to kick my ass now, are you?”
There’s a brief moment of silence before we all erupt with laughter. It feels good, but beneath this contentment lurks the fact that in the morning, I’m going to have to confront my brother for the last time. Either I figure out how to save him, which seems unlikely, or I’ll have to end him.
I cuddle against Max tighter, wishing that tonight would last as long as possible. Knowing that I’ll have to feed more if I ever hope to defeat my brother.
Later though. Not now. Now, things are perfect.
TWENTY-TWO
Asha
The world is so much morevivid. With my powers supercharged, I feel hyper-aware of it, every shivering leaf along the side of the road, every breath from the men riding with me, the plink of every stone against the truck’s undercarriage, all cast in sharp relief as we travel towards my home.
Home. It won’t be the same, and yet a small part of me yearns to see it again, to feel the host of memories gathered there like ancestral ghosts. To see what has been revealed and how much of the fire and death is gone.
Max pulls to the side of the road a short distance from the main drag. “On foot from here,” he says, killing the engine. He turns around to the backseat and asks Orson, “Where’s Simon now?”
Orson’s laptop sits open on his thighs. He refreshes the map, then replies, “Same as it was last we checked. Signature flickers out twenty miles away.”
Max takes a deep breath, then pops open his door. “We’ll perform a sweep of the town, regardless.”
Gathered around the back of the truck, Max hands out weapons to each of us. We head for town, but I pause. The men stop and turn back. “What is it?” asks Braxton.
I don’t answer him, only stare past him, dread and fear trickling into my thoughts.
All three of them return to me, Max placing a hand on my shoulder. “You’re ready for this,” he says. Because now isn’t the time for pep talks. Now’s the time for action.
Yet I feel bolted to the road, incapable of taking another step. I just know something awful awaits us. I start to picture each place I’ve come to after my brother. The death. The destruction. The way it’s torn away at something inside of me each and every time, even though I feel like I have so little left.
But then I remember Orson’s words. I can’t let an unwritten fate bear its weight on the present moment.Take it as it comes, Asha. That’s the only way I can handle this, because regardless of how I feel right now, I have to handle this.
“I’m okay,” I say.
Braxton gives me a smile. “And we’ll be right here with you.”
“The four of us are stronger together,” Orson adds, with a nod, like that should erase all my fears.
I smile. “Right.”
And no matter what, I won’t let these incredible men be hurt. Even if I have to tap into my dark magic. I’ll do what I have to in order to keep them safe.But… no, no what ifs. I just need to focus on right now. What I already know.
We continue down the road. The world thrumming all around me, alive, exposed to my heightened vision.I’m ready.
Then, at the entrance of town, there’s a grim welcome. Strung up from a light post dangles the corpse of an old man. Though, it takes me a moment to realize what he is, his flesh torn and hanging off his body, the tatters of his clothing sodden with blood.
