25. Blood on Fire

Chapter 25

Blood on Fire

T he sight of having such a man lowering down before me this way simply took my breath away because, well, I didn't think this was something that would happen very often, if at all. Stupidly, insanely, naively, and above all, dangerously, for the first few seconds I thought what was coming was the question of all questions.

But crazier still…

I would have said yes.

And it was in that single moment that I knew how badly I needed to run and, this time, I needed to go much further than Lower Manhattan. I needed to leave once and for all because the power these brothers had weaved over me would soon be unescapable. The longer I stayed, the more moments like this one I allowed to happen, and the deeper I fell.

Something I vowed I would never do.

I would never give someone that power over me again… Not ever.

But I would give myself this. This single night, and that was the only piece I was taking with me when I left. A piece I knew would be strong enough to last me a lifetime of both regret and bittersweet heartache.

So, I watched as he took my booted foot in his hands, never once taking his eyes off me as he lowered the zip and removed the boot. However, instead of just dropping my foot, he took it in both hands and rubbed the aches. This powerful man knelt before me, massaging my feet like a king before a queen, it was enough to having me asking if this was really happening. If this was merely a dream I wanted my brain to lock me to, keeping me forever suspended in this moment of pure bliss.

I couldn't help but moan at both what he was doing and the thought of being his forever. To the point that my head fell back as he continued to rub them, moving from one to the other once it too was bootless. He reached up my legs and I gasped when I felt his hands sliding under my dress.

"Whoa!" I cried out, my hands going to his and squeezing them over the material, about to ask him what he was doing. When it soon became obvious as he took hold of not only my tights but the waistband of my panties as well, pulling both down my legs in one slow, sensual caress. His fingers slid across my thighs, of which I quickly closed so he wouldn't see more than he should, then over my knees, and down to my ankles. My heavy sigh and tensed muscles made my reactions to them obvious.

"Mmm, I think you found a weak spot, Brother," Talon said as he came to stand next to me, his hand moving to the back of my head, while his fingertip ran down my cheek.

Victor hummed.

"I think you're right, let's see how many more we can find, shall we?"

I held in a gasp as Victor was quickly replaced by Talon filling his space, stepping into me before framing my waist. Talon then tightened his hold and pulled me off the counter, setting me back on my feet. After which, I was quickly spun around and pushed to the marble edge, forced to face the mirror.

"Hands flat," Talon ordered firmly and like usual, it wasn't an order I could deny.

"Time for this to come off," was his only warning before his hands started to tug free the corseted back, and I soon found it loosen enough that I could breathe easier.

His much larger body arched over me and the sight of him in the mirror had me near panting for breath again, corset or no corset. His hands landed next to mine as he caged me in from behind, staring at me like some merciless god ready for me to cower before him.

Which was why I let my head lower, unable to watch such a masterful figure behind me. My whole body was close to shaking in my nervousness because the size difference was startling like this. Especially now I no longer had my boots on. I only came up to his chest, he was a full head height taller than me and more. Meaning he could stare down at me easily. Well, that was until I found the marble beneath my hands and I focused on the branches of veins, following their journey under my palms.

I was soon to realize that this wasn't good enough for him, because his hand fisted in my hair and pulled my head back, making me cry out at the little bite of pain.

"Look at me," he practically growled, and my eyes instantly shot to his in the mirror.

"Just look how fucking sexy you are… a goddamn goddess… just look at you," he said, tipping his head to my neck with his hand fisted in my hair, ensuring I was going nowhere. I didn't know if he was going to bite me, but at this point, I couldn't even find enough concern to care. I could only give in to how he made me feel in this moment. As if I were the most irresistible girl in the world. As if he really wanted me. But I had never been the girl that men wanted.

That anyone had ever wanted before.

It was a drug.

A goddamn drug and I was their fucking addict.

In fact, I was getting lost in the feeling of Talon kissing and sucking at my neck that I forgot for a moment that we weren't alone. Not until Victor stepped up to us, and the second I saw that he was now fully naked in the mirror, I gasped.

How was it possible that they thought I was a Goddess when in the same space as this real living God? He was breathtaking. Stealing it right from my lungs and holding it captive until he stalked closer and put his nose to my cheek, ordering me to,

"Breathe, Firefly."

Naturally, I did as he asked and took a deep breath, one I pretty much needed before passing out.

I felt Victor grin against my face before he stepped back, grabbing my hand from the counter. Talon lifted his lips from my neck just in time as I was spun round to find Victor standing in front of me with his brother taking his position at my back.

"We both get this pleasure," Talon whispered in my ear, before I felt both sets of hands reach the bottom of my skirt as they gathered up my dress together.

"But I am not wearing a bra," I told them, silently cursing that with the corset dress I hadn't needed to.

"Good," Victor stated with a wink before the dress was then quickly ripped over my head. I instantly covered my breasts the second it was gone. Something Victor smirked down at, the same time that Talon scoffed at my back.

"I think it's time to teach our little Peach what happens when she tries to hide herself from us," Talon said, making me gasp again when I felt his hands come around me from behind. He took hold of my forearms, shackling them easily with his large hands. His strength soon became something I couldn't fight against as he pulled my arms out to the sides with startling ease.

"Please… I am…"

Victor's fingertips positioned themselves under my chin before he tipped my face up, at the same time finishing my sentence the way he preferred.

"You are perfection, and I won't hear any differently… understand?" His voice brokered no argument, so I simply nodded, making him grin down at me before his lips were at my neck.

"There's my Good girl," he praised.

I swear I couldn't think with what his lips were doing, and this combined with the warm glow his praise had given me… it was overwhelming my senses. Despite what happened last night, knowing that I should have been scared with his lips anywhere near my neck, I just couldn't muster up the fear. Not when it felt so damn good.

It soon got even better when I felt Talon's lips at the other side, and I swear my head was going to roll right off my spine. Because if I felt drunk before, then this was like adding drugs straight to the vein. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was screaming at myself that I shouldn't be doing this, that I should be fighting them. That I shouldn't want their hands, their lips on me this way. That I shouldn't be naked between them allowing this.

A thought that I promptly told to fuck off!

I told every single ounce of doubt, worry, and fear to go and get lost. To fuck off and not come back until morning, because this felt way too good to stop! Which was why I let my head fall back and a moan of pleasure slipped free, telling them all they needed to know.

I wanted this.

Fuck, I wanted this.

I felt like I was going to fucking self-combust. In fact, for these two Vampires, it felt like…

My blood was on fire.

And there was only one way to cool me down, or so the brothers thought, because they started to walk me closer to the shower. Victor's head came up long enough to communicate something to Talon, and it was like they were so in sync they didn't even have to use words.

I knew that when Talon stepped away from my back and Victor wrapped his arms around me. The feel of our naked bodies pressed against each other was making me feel lightheaded. As if until this moment it had only ever been the hint of a fantasy, one that was suddenly becoming reality. One that started with the heavy weight of his hard cock felt against my belly, telling me just how real this was.

"Time for us to really care for you," Victor said like some sexual promise I whole heartedly wanted to believe in. A belief that started when he picked me up and walked me into the shower. One I had forgotten all about. But then, that wasn't really surprising. Not with these two in the room and looking the way they did. Jesus, I had no hope at coherent thought. I think there could have been a level eight on the Earthquake Magnitude Scale, and I wouldn't have noticed.

Now as for Victor's body, the second the water rained down on him and got him wet… yeah, now that was all my brain would focus on. The way he reached up and tugged on the cord holding half his hair back, making it cascade around his shoulders. I could have been in the middle of the jungle just come across some Aztec god washing under a mythical waterfall.

I watched, open mouthed, as he dipped his head under the spray, using both hands to push his hair back like a wet dream that had my pussy fanning itself like some sex starved hussy.

"That… that isn't fair," I actually formed words, making him smirk down at me.

"What isn't fair, Sweetheart?" he asked in a knowing tone.

"To be that gorgeous, I mean, it isn't fair. Like, how am I supposed to think or breathe or speak and…"

Victor chuckled and tugged me closer, his hand firm at my hip. Then he led my own head under, taking care for the spray to only get my hair wet, stroking it all back from my face. I must have looked like some loved sick, wide eyed puppy as I gazed up at him longingly.

"You are that gorgeous and I don't need you to speak… I only need you to scream for me," he said, making me gasp as he lowered his head and kissed me. I moaned into his mouth as once again, my blood ignited. He dominated the kiss completely as I tried to immortalize the taste of him on my tongue forever.

"Now now, Brother, time to share," Talon said, his hands once more spanning my waist so he could turn me to face him the second Victor ended the kiss.

"Oh my god," I muttered breathlessly, my brain locked in a state of wonder the second I saw that he too was now wet and naked. I had the sudden urge to try and lap up the droplets with my tongue, instead I allowed my eyes to trail them into every dip and curve of his…

"Keep looking at me like that, girl, and I will fucking eat you," Talon warned, licking his lips and freely letting his fangs emerge.

It was a stark reminder that I did have some good sense still left in me at the very least because I took a step back into Victor. His cock, hard and at the ready, fell just above my ass cheeks.

"Easy, baby, when he speaks of eating you… he means your pussy… tell him that you will be sweet for him… tell him how your sweet cunt will cream for his tongue."

I gasped at his crude words and how they made my insides quiver. The intensity was too great to even look as the whites of his eyes had started to turn black, and his once green irises now glowing silver.

"Mmm, seems like our girl needs some more convincing," Victor hummed, his voice amused, not disappointed. In fact, it was like they enjoyed the thrill of the chase and were in no rush to finish this. No, it seemed like they had something entirely different in mind.

"I believe you're right, Brother," Talon said, stepping back up to me and eliminating the space I had tried to put between us.

"Wh-what are you… you going to do?" I stuttered, unable to get my words to sound anything but unsure.

Talon raised his eyes over my head when I asked this, looking to his brother once more. I glance back in time to see Victor nod in silent reply. After this, I felt my face brought back to Talon as he lowered his head enough to tell me,

"Time to give you a taste of paradise," he said before bringing his own finger to his lips, and I watched, completely mesmerized as he sucked his own digit inside his mouth.

I had never been so jealous of a finger before.

Well, that was until he grinned around it, letting his fangs emerge before he bit brutally down into his own flesh. I flinched, wincing as if I could feel the pain he self-inflicted. Although it didn't look like it bothered him in the slightest, making me wonder if Vampires could even feel pain?

I didn't have the chance to ask because he pulled the bleeding finger from his mouth, the deep holes easy to see as blood poured from them. However, instead of putting it under the water to wash, he crooked the injured, bloody finger my way, drawing me closer.

I felt Victor behind me walking me that little bit closer until I was out of the spray. The sight of Talon's blood running down his hand and wrist had me strangely fixated. Then as soon as I was out of the constant flow of water, he purposely ran his bloody finger down the center of my body in between my breasts. I watched as he painted my skin crimson, as if marking me. Drawing a line down to where all three of us really wanted this to go. I sucked in a deep breath the second he reached my belly. The closer he got to my sex the more labored my breaths became. To the point that the second he rumbled his next demand, I thought I would self-combust.

"Open up for me."

I swallowed the hard lump of nervous lust down because if it grew any bigger, I would have likely choked.

I opened my mouth believing this was what he had asked for, and I heard the chuckle from behind me. Because of course, Victor was watching me. As for Talon, he smirked before tapping on my thigh, at the same time Victor whispered down by my ear,

"Your legs, baby girl, open your legs for my brother."

"But his hand is bleeding," I reminded him, making him add,

"Exactly… now trust us."

So, I did just that and opened my legs, my unsure actions making my thighs quiver.

Talon skimmed his fingertip down the center of my folds, barely even parting them, and I couldn't hold in my gasp. The feel of someone else's hand there was foreign after so long. He didn't stop there, though, because with no warning or build up to the act, he suddenly pushed his bleeding finger inside me. Thrusting it into me so quickly, my once small, gray world instantly exploded into a kaleidoscope of color!

I felt like I had just been transported into another dimension as my reality was ripped apart enough that all I was left with was my body floating amongst the stars. I came so hard I thought I was going to fall apart at the seams. He had barely needed to thrust inside me, doing so only once for me to orgasm more powerfully than ever before. Was it his blood that had this effect on me? It didn't end like I expected, because he quickly built it back up again.

His finger pumping in and out of me had me screaming incoherent words, I could barely understand any of them. They could have been begging for them to stop, they could have been begging them not to, I didn't know anymore. Then Victor collared the front of my neck with his hand and forced my head back, making me feel totally consumed.

"Look at me," he demanded as his brother continued to finger fuck me into the next oblivion.

Instinctively I obeyed, unable to deny him the once simple task of keeping my eyes open. As for now, well it felt like climbing Everest. In the end, it was worth the strain to do so, because I watched as he did the same thing his brother did. He put two fingers in his mouth instead of one, before biting down on the both of them. Then he pulled them out of his mouth and covered my breast, leaving his bloody handprint there.

Marking me. Branding me as his.

"Time to give our girl here a glimpse of what the future holds for her," he said, still holding my neck and making his brother growl,

"Fuck yeah, we do."

Then Talon added a second finger, making me cry out, which was all Victor needed before feeding me his bleeding fingers from above. The second the unique flavor burst across my tongue and I took my first swallow of his blood, I screamed around them as I came again.

They were merciless, as Victor fucked my mouth with his fingers and his brother did the same with his fingers in my pussy. The walls of my sex tightened as the waves of ecstasy rolled from one and went crashing straight into the next. His fingers were so deep that I felt myself being lifted to my tiptoes at the same time Victor had me gagging around his bleeding flesh.

Minutes was all it took before I was a quivering mess, unable to keep on my own two feet.

"I think our girl has hit her first limit," Victor said, sounding satisfied as he pulled his fingers from my mouth, using his bleeding hand to turn my face to his so he could kiss my bloody mouth. The moan this time was all his as he tasted himself from my lips. The act sent him almost feral. Talon pulled himself free from my fluttering channel and I moaned at the loss.

But it also meant that Victor could now get a better hold on me and he spun me fully to face him as he deepened the kiss. Meanwhile, Talon had his own ideas of being fed because I felt his lips at my neck. And just like he had done that night, he sank his fangs into me for a second time.

I cried out in Victor's mouth, making him growl, gripping my body in a tighter hold so he didn't lose me. His hand tightened in my hair to almost the point of pain, using it to keep my neck bared to his brother as he fed.

Talon's hand snaked to my pussy in between the wet bodies of his brother and I. Once there, his fingers drummed over my clit and I screamed, coming harder than ever before.

In fact, I don't think it was a scream, I think it was a fucking howl, because I ran out of air long before I had finished riding the euphoric wave. And to the point that my legs crumbled. My body fell only a few inches before I was lifted and held upright. I was only barely aware when Talon licked at where he had pierced the skin, just like I was when Victor peppered me with kisses over my face.

I had never felt so beautifully fucked and cared for. I was left feeling split open and raw, knowing only these two had the power to put me back together again and keep me that way. They had ruined me for any other.

"Our beautiful Moirai Theía… you did so well," Victor praised but I couldn't make a sound, nor could I ask what that had meant. No, I couldn't even move. I felt like every bone had been replaced with Jell-O. I wondered if this meant I would wobble when I walked from this point on. I wouldn't have been surprised if these two hadn't changed me forever.

Which was when startling clarity hammered into my chest as I finally realized what had just happened.

They had fed me their blood.

The blood of a Vampire. So, the only question left for me to ask myself was, were the story books true?

Did drinking their blood have the power to…

Turn me into one of them?