The Coming Storm (7 page)

“I’ve just never seen such a fantastic ass on someone who sits on it all day long.” The director flashed his fangs at me again before whipping off his shirt. “I can’t wait to feel it wrapped around my cock as I pound into your sweet body.”

I guess that was the green light that we were really doing this. Taking initiative, I stepped closer and moved my hands up his chest. He was tall, like six-seven to my five-ten, so even as I went up on my toes I couldn’t reach his lips. He got the idea though and smiled as he leaned down… But he paused as he was inches away from kissing me.

“It’s so cute you think that’s what this is,” he chuckled as he tapped my mouth with his finger. It took me a second to register what he said, and then I was appalled and mortified. His hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me down. “I have something for you to kiss,
sweetheart
.”

I nodded as I watched him unzip his fly, feeling like an inexperienced fool. Not making the same mistake twice, the second his cock was free, I took it in my mouth without any other encouragement even if I’d only given head a few times before.

Director Fabian gave a strangled groan. “I knew you’d be a world class cock sucker.” He moved his hands to my head but didn’t push me or force me faster. “Get him ready. The moment I blow, I want in his ass.”

I wasn’t sure what that meant or who he was talking to as I focused on pleasing him, trying to make up for my earlier embarrassment. But I found out seconds later as someone knelt behind me, naked and hard. I gasped as their slicked fingers moved between the cheeks of my ass and then to my hole. Moaning loudly when he pushed one in, I sucked on the director harder.

“He’s really tight. It has to have been a while for him,” the guy said, and I realized it was Max because I could see Eric and Aurelo out of the corner of my eye.

“Has it been long for you, dear Chicago?” I blinked up at the director and gave a slight nod. It was true but even then it hadn’t been much. He smiled widely at me. “We’ll make up for it in spades. You’ll be sated for months and months. You were fair in your dealings and knew full well how much we wanted that information.”

“And you,” someone else muttered.

“Make sure he comes as often as he wants,” Director Fabian told Max. Max’s finger turned into two and zeroed in on my prostate. I cried out in pleasure as I started blowing the director even more enthusiastically as I tried to take Max’s fingers deeper. “Such a good little cock sucker. Swallow it down because the fun’s coming soon.”

He ended up not kidding, because moments later, we came at the same time. The vampire lost control then and thrust deep down my throat, almost making me choke, but I was able to relax in time. Plus I was a little lost in my own climax. When he finished, he pulled out of my mouth, and I got to taste the last drops of his cum.

I was surprised how much I liked the experience of it to be honest. It wasn’t that I hated the other cum I’d tasted, but his was yummy almost. I opened my mouth to tell him that and then snapped it shut.

“What?” he panted as he froze in pulling off his pants now that we were getting to the sex. I thought about how to handle the situation and then couldn’t bite back a smirk.

“Nothing, Director Fabian. You made it clear it wasn’t that kind of encounter.”

He raised an eyebrow at me as he finished undressing, studying me curiously as if I was going to throw him for a loop again. “What kind is that?”

“It’s so cute you have to ask that.” I batted my eyelashes at him as I mocked his earlier words with my own spin, and then moaned as Max pushed a fourth finger in me. How had I missed the third? Oh, right, orgasm.

“I told you that you were a good little cock sucker,” he argued.

“Yes, that’s exactly the same thing.” I moved my hips with Max’s hand only half paying attention to the conversation. I was ready for more fun now.

“You’re really not going to tell me, are you? No one ever says
no
to me.”

“No, it’s my opinion and something private, so it would be cruel to force me to tell you. Besides, I’m sure people just say
yes
and then tell you something else and I won’t do that. I’d rather just be straight with you and say it’s something I won’t put out there after you laughed at me for trying to kiss you. And people should tell you no. It’s good for the soul to be told no at times. My mom said that to us all the time and I agree.”

“That’s not bad advice,” he muttered as he picked me up under my arms, pulling me off Max’s fingers without any warning. I let out a yelp and then whimpered at the loss. “Don’t worry, dear Chicago, I’m going to give you something much better than fingers.” But he didn’t right away, staring into my eyes instead as I just hung there dangling. “You are quite confounding.”

“I get that a lot.” I shrugged as best I could. When the silence and lack of sex dragged on, I started to squirm. “Do you want me to wrap my legs around you or something?”

“What? Oh, no.” He shook his head as if snapping out of his thoughts and tossed me onto the bed. I barely landed on it when I felt his weight surrounding me. Director Fabian flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees and turned us slightly so we were facing his lieutenants. I ducked my head when my cheeks heated with embarrassment.

I’d never had anyone blatantly watch like this before after all. I mean, blowing Director Fabian moments ago, I didn’t see them like this. Plus, now they were all naked and hard.

“Perfect,” the director hissed as he pushed inside me. Then he started slowly moving his hips, working more of his thick cock into my ass. “Oh yes, more than worth everything we agreed to. If you taste half as good as you feel, I would have given much, much more. I still might.”

“I guess this encounter is about sweet words just not kissing,” I moaned as I pushed my ass back and took the last few inches of him.

“Are you complaining?” There was a slight growl in his tone, and I shook my head.

“No, I was going to return the sentiment by saying what I had been thinking earlier, but now you’re cranky.”

“Not even close, dear Chicago,” Director Fabian moaned as he draped his body over my back before running his fangs over my neck. “I was growling because it’s killing me not to thrust but you’re too tight for that. I’m restraining myself to allow your body time to adjust. It’s maddening, but I would not hurt such a bounty as you for anything in the world.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, honestly touched. I mean, he didn’t know me and this was just a deal after all. But yet here he was being pretty good to me. I turned my head until I could see him slightly. “Your cum. I was going to say it was the best I’ve ever tasted. I liked it a lot.”

“Why thank you. That’s quite the compliment coming from a sexy little pup like you. With your looks and sweetness you must have suitors lining up around your town. I’d think you’ve tasted your fair share of spunk.”

I glanced away and shrugged. I wasn’t going to give him a number. No fucking way.

He started slowly as my body allowed him, but then as my hole opened up a bit, Director Fabian’s hips started slapping against my ass hard enough that I knew it had to be bright red.

It was fantastic.

“We will be going again and you can blow one of them then. I just need to take the edge off,” he growled as if explaining why it was just us. Or maybe he was telling them, but in a way so it wasn’t rude to me. “I find I want to enjoy this without you being distracted.”

“Whatever you want, Director.” I tilted my neck, exposing it to him when I got close to my peak. I was pretty sure they liked to bite as their partner climaxed, that it made the blood sweeter or something.

“So you’ve had a vampire bite you while fucking before,” he grunted as he moved faster as if I’d done something to excite him.

“No, I thought I was supposed to signal you when I got close? Don’t you bite when I come?”

He hissed and I couldn’t tell if it was a good one or I’d upset him. The confusion screwed with my enjoyment and my cock wilted slightly. “Yes.” He wrapped an arm around my chest and pulled us up onto our knees.

“Wait, did I screw up or not?” I asked hesitantly. “Tell me what to do to make my blood sweeter or whatever I’m supposed to do.”

“Stronger,” he corrected. “If we bite when you’re climaxing, your blood is stronger and we need less of it. The orgasm gives it extra kick.”

“So tell you when I’m almost there. Got it.” His hips slowed down, and I wanted to melt of embarrassment again.

“You’re not there now, though, are you?”

“I got confused,” I mumbled. “I didn’t want to mess it up, but then I did.” I moved my hips trying to get him back in rhythm. “It was wonderful. I was there so quickly I can get right back. You definitely know what you’re doing.” He started moving again and the dynamics were there, but it was like he’d lost the zeal for it now that I’d snapped us out of the moment.

Shit.

“Let me help,” Aurelo offered with a slightly begging tone. He stepped up to the bed and gave a hesitant glance to his director before focusing back on me. “Do you want my assistance?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, the idea of two men touching me, focused on me, making my dick go rock hard. “Please. Aurelo, touch me. Oh gods, touch me!”

“Director?”

“Do it,” he grunted, fucking me with renewed vigor. Aurelo leaned in and cupped my sac with his left hand as he stroked me in time with Director Fabian’s thrusts.

“Yes, yes,
yes
,” I chanted and then sucked in a harsh breath when he climbed on the bed with us… His face an inch from mine.

“Come for us, Chicago. We want to please you,” Aurelo whispered as his lips brushed mine so softly I couldn’t even be sure it really happened. “Are you there? Give our director what he needs from you. Please? I need you too and I cannot have your sweet body until he is temporarily sated.”

“There!” I screamed in response. My head was jerked to the side, and just as I felt my orgasm slam into me, Director Fabian’s fangs sank into my skin as his hips kept slamming into me. Never in my twenty-four years had I felt anything like it. Not the bite, the sex, the two men giving me attention, the intensity of the moment, or the combination of it all.

There weren’t even words for it.

Streams of cum shot all over Aurelo’s hand and abs as his leader moaned and unloaded into my body as he drank deeply from me. It was like his fangs were directly controlling my climax somehow. He drank and I had another wave of pleasure slam into me… And he kept drinking and drinking until I wondered if I could die from an orgasm that would just stop my heart eventually.

Director Fabian growled as he retracted his fangs and finally my body started to quiet. He licked the bite as he pulled his cock out. I slumped against his arm like a limp noodle gasping for air as I guessed everyone in the room could hear the thumping in my chest.

It took me six tries to be able to talk but finally I could manage in a raspy voice. “That was taking the edge off?”

“No, not exactly,” the director purred as he laid me on the bed gently so I was on my back. “I was caught off guard by your blood and took more than I meant too, dear Chicago.”

“Am I still going to walk out of here?” It was probably stupid to ask. I was pretty sure if he’d taken enough to kill me, I’d already be dead. My heart was still racing away, I was a little light-headed and not thinking straight after life-altering sex. So I asked a stupid question.

It happens.

“Yes, but bowlegged if I have my way.” He spread my legs wide to accentuate his point. “Tell me, dear Chicago. Are you an innocent?”

I flinched and met his gaze. “A virgin?” I waited until he nodded. “No.”

“How many men have you bedded?”

“Why are you asking me this?” I whispered, my heart no longer racing but filling with dread as I pulled my legs away, feeling cold. I scrambled back from him and moved towards the headboard. “Was I that bad? I thought you enjoyed it? I know I got confused and slowed us down, but I couldn’t have—”

“Calm yourself,” he growled and reached for my ankle. He yanked it and dragged me easily back to him, spreading my thighs with his large hands. “I relished every moment, precious Chicago. I do not ask to justify your performance. Please answer the question and I will explain.”

“What are you looking at?” He was so fixated on something his hands were shaking. Was there a spot on the bed between my legs?

“The hole I wish to ravage once I get my answers,” he snarled as he looked at my eyes then. “Tell me.”

“Two,” I squeaked. “I’ve been with two men before tonight.”

He licked his lips slowly. “And you loved them?”

“No.”

“Shared their beds long?”

“No, okay!” I covered my face with my hands and let out a frustrated scream before sitting up and giving him an evil look. “No. I was stupid and fell for two different guys’ bullshit. I thought I was special, but I wasn’t, and they ended up being one-night stands. I’ve dated some, and yeah, messed around, but that’s all I’ve had in the way of sex. Two men, two total times having sex. Happy now? You got the least experienced brother probably. Want to trade me in?”

“No!” every man in the room shouted.