31. Create

31

CREATE

Q uinn, Lucca, and I fall to the bed in exhausted delight as our most recent lovemaking ends. A fast, hard romp, we give exhausted laughs and cuddle now as we eat and drink in bed. We fuck in brand-new black silk sheets in Quinn’s massive ebony bed, up in his lofted bedroom.

A newer, more massive bed than the one that was here before, Quinn’s replaced his old ebony bed with an even bigger one. The old bed smelled of Florian; Quinn hadn’t even thought twice as he’d thrown that one over the wrought-iron railing.

To smash upon the stone floor below.

The smooth silk over my naked skin feels decadent now; but not as decadent as my two naked men cuddled close to me. Quinn rolls to his back to reach out for some chianti on a table nearby, drinking straight from the bottle before he hands it to Lucca and me.

“Gods! It feels good to finally win.” Quinn heaves in exhausted delight as we take a moment to recuperate from our third lovemaking since taking back the Red Letter Hotel Florence yesterday. After re-Kissing all of Quinn’s rescued Vampires to him last night, plus Florian’s, we tumbled into bed with only a quick reunion lovemaking before falling fast asleep in each other’s arms.

This morning was more languid as we woke up together, safe and home. Business called all day, however, as Quinn organized a takeover of the Dark Haven of Monaco, aided by the three returned Revenants who’ve stayed with us. There was hardly any fight at all. Only a handful of Florian’s most loyal minions gave Quinn’s forces any trouble.

The rest throwing down arms the moment Quinn’s people arrived.

It’s a resounding win for Quinn and the Dark Haven of Florence. Even Pisa has been re-secured now, everyone re-Kissed to Quinn. For some reason, the Vampire Council removed all their tactical support from Pisa’s halls before our people got there. It’s puzzling, but it’s still a win.

We’ll take it.

“Those three returned Revenants really did you a solid today,” Lucca concurs as we all drink wine now and snuggle, “taking the Dark Haven of Monaco on your behalf and getting things back in line at Pisa.”

“All of that would have taken me at least a week to organize and execute. As it is, we’ve secured three important Dark Havens in hardly a day. Before the Council can regroup and make a countermove against us.” Quinn nods as he takes the bottle, drinking deep, then leaning back to fetch a plate of chocolates. We each take one, though Quinn takes two. His appetite for food and drink is still far more than when he thought he was a Vampire.

Not to mention the passionate appetites of two other Dark Fae bound to him now—plus far more in his new Dark Haven of Florence.

“A good day, all in all,” I say, though my heart still grieves for Arturos. He betrayed Quinn, but he did everything he could to make up for it.

Even sacrificing his life—to get a single hit on the Gold Eyes.

That hit has shown us the Gold Eyes isn’t untouchable; I feel Quinn stew now, as he thinks about Arturos as well. Quinn knows what an incredible gift that was, that Arturos gave his life to show us the Gold Eyes could be harmed .

Now, we have a chance to go on the offense with that odious creature, instead of always being ten steps behind. As I wonder if the Gold Eyes has taken any lasting damage, I feel Lucca and Quinn wonder the same thing.

And what we might do to kill it, at last.

“If we still had all the returned Revenants, we might have some hope of facing off with the Gold Eyes.” Lucca takes up Quinn’s and my train of thought, sharing our minds more common now that we are all back together.

“It was right to let them go,” Quinn says as a deep sobriety takes him. “They would have hated me if they felt enthralled to me. I couldn’t have that. The Gold Eyes himself is enough of an adversary.”

“From what Bredei said in her acknowledgement of you last night,” I say, remembering the Pict Vampire whose name we now know, “it seems like the others might return to you, and us, if our need was significant enough.”

“Perhaps.” A faraway look has taken Quinn’s eyes now as his energy churns in endless plans. “A good war general does not count on such things, however. Of all the Master Vampires I thought were my allies, only Gunter came through for us when we needed him—out of over a hundred Master Vampires who I thought were our allies, who come for the Meeting of the Havens and the Bloodstone event each year.”

“That’s not entirely fair.” I roll to him, touching his face and smoothing my thumb over his austere cheek. “The Council attacked Eiseth’s Dark Haven up in Britain, same as happened to both Gunter’s people and Master Ilyov’s. The Council targeted the Masters they knew were your strongest supporters, those who could drain the Bloodstone. We have yet to hear from the rest, but it’s possible they were all attacked, too. This was a coordinated hit, Quinn, thanks to the Romeros being patsies for the Council to spy on your dealings. They knew exactly whom the Council should target to wipe out your strongest support. And they went for it. Hard.”

“The Romeros got away.” Quinn growls now, as he sets the empty chianti bottle aside and helps himself to another chocolate, biting it viciously. “I didn’t kill them with that blast of Light that came from you and Lucca while they were dining with Florian. Just as it didn’t kill Florian, since his Master’s aura was too powerful. They got singed, but fled the Red Letter Hotel Florence before the fighting began, retreating to their own Dark Haven in Valencia to regroup. My sources there have confirmed it.”

“Too bad,” I say, meaning it as a snarl rises inside me also, for the traitors Quinn thought were his allies. “I want to make them dance a jig and sing for their lives, and see how they like it.”

“Patience, Ariana.” Quinn kisses my forehead, though I can feel the vicious smile on his lips as he says it. “They’ll get their due. In time.”

“Right now, we need to just revel in the fact that we won. That’s good enough, for the moment.” Lucca reaches to a different side table, grabbing a bottle of Quinn’s finest prosecco now and opening it.

Lucca and I take deep swigs from this bottle as Quinn watches us—though I soon find this particular bottle of prosecco has extra-special properties of which I was not aware.

As a sexy, all-consuming aphrodisiac sensation flows through me now, heating my limbs with languid pleasure and making me throb down below with the most delicious ache, Quinn chuckles, his dark eyes devious and filled with fire.

“You both should know, this particular prosecco is special.” Quinn gently takes the bottle away as Lucca moans now, like whatever is happening to me is hitting him tenfold. “I had only three bottles of it made, and I was saving one for when we were finally back in each other’s arms as a trio again, after winning the day against the Council. We haven’t done that yet.”

“You have two bottles of it left,” Lucca protests, as a desirous fire burns in his bright blue eyes and he makes a swipe at the bottle in Quinn’s hand.

“I have only one bottle, after this one,” Quinn corrects, as he gets a devious smile on his full lips and has himself a swig. “Florian consumed one—damn him to the seven hells. So after this one and one other, that’s it.”

“Still, we have one we can drink right now.” I make a swipe also for this most delicious bottle of aphrodisiacal prosecco, and Quinn lets me have it. His onyx eyes glow with his deep Fae fire as he watches me drink it.

And drink and drink—a scorching heat devouring me down below.

“Slowly, my beloved.” Quinn chuckles, as he takes the bottle gently from me and hands it back to Lucca. Like me, Lucca drinks hard. A roaring heat seethes all through him now as his Fae wings expand from his back—ready and able to have another go.

Quinn doesn’t protest, just takes the bottle when Lucca’s done and has himself another drink. Pinning me with his glorious darkfire eyes, he drinks, and drinks, and drinks.

Then downs it—setting the finished bottle aside.

“Anyone ready for another fuck?” Quinn asks now, as that incredible darkfire heat burns all through him now, lighting up his Dark Fae wings and aura like a wild blaze as they roll out from him.

On fire with passion and lust.

“I’m ready,” I say breathlessly, as new wetness slicks everything down below and my heart pounds so hard I think it might just jump from my chest. We’ve already had two lovemakings today; one was sleepy this morning, and one was a hard fuck this afternoon. Now that it’s night yet again, however, a beautiful twilight I can still see deepening all around us through Quinn’s cathedral-like vaults high above, I feel our trio’s Dark Fae energy rise hard.

Because a Vampire’s time is the night, and a Fae’s time is the day. But our time is the twilight, as we bask in that indeterminate moment between night and day.

As Quinn rolls lithely to me now, on fire with his Mentale Dark Fae black smoke and searing red-gold heat, I raise up to my elbows, expecting him. My own Animante Dark Fae shadow-rainbows flicker with gold and silver fire, and Quinn’s red-gold flames, as my wings unfurl and Quinn crawls on his knees to me upon the bed. Lucca’s intensely bright-hot rainbows scorch me now as his Cuorante Dark Fae energy sears from his back in his own beautiful wings.

Blazing all colors of light and dark now, as he comes to my back.

Quinn presses against my front now, all of us up on our knees on the bed. Quinn’s sexy forcefulness traps me back against Lucca; seizing my hips, Lucca pulls me back hard now into his flawless, rock-solid body.

He kisses me slow, up and down my neck as he kneads me. It steals my breath, as Quinn echoes him, doing the same thing on the other side of my neck as his hot-cool hands knead my waist. But Quinn adds little pain-pricks from his bite.

Making me gasp, as everything burns molten inside me.

“This one, we do slow. Until it’s time to go fast.” Quinn takes the reins of our lovemaking now, like always. Biting and kissing his way down the side of my neck, he rubs his immaculately honed body against mine, until he goes so low he is forced to move back. Kissing the tops of my breasts, he makes his way down one breast as Lucca kneads my waist and kisses my neck. Holding my hips now with his strong hands, Quinn brings me towards him.

As he sucks one nipple into his mouth.

Quinn is an expert at sucking my nipples; I moan and flush as he works me now, making me arch back into Lucca. Lucca traps me to him by the waist as Quinn holds my hips. I can’t even think about escaping their powerful hands and bodies as Lucca’s wicked fingers slide down now, easing in along my hip crease.

Lucca rubs his warm palm over my vulva and clit; I’m shaking, shivering with need as Quinn grazes my nipple with his fangs, biting just a little into my breast to see how I like it. I like it a lot, and moan for him to do more as I reach down and seize his short hair now, making him stay put.

And bite me harder with his fangs .

“I’m going to draw blood if I go any deeper.” Quinn eases back just a little, running his tongue over my breast and nipple in full, soft licks. I can feel how his own heart pounds now, to think about drinking me here.

A place we’ve not done it yet.

“Do it. I want it. I want you to taste me there.” I am breathless now, eager for Quinn’s bite. Lucca drives us all higher in our anticipation as he massages his palm over me, dipping a finger down into my wet cleft now and making me buck and shake with delight. “I want you both to take me tonight, at the same time, please. Make me feel you both inside me… now.”

“As my lady wishes—” Lucca says as a dark eagerness takes him.

“So shall it be done,” Quinn finishes, as a terrible, beautiful delight devours his eyes.

As Quinn moves back in, close to me, he laves his tongue around my nipple and over my breast. Lucca holds me firm, pounding hard with need; as if they timed it, Quinn slips an arm around my torso, pulling me in close to him as Lucca cinches his arm around my waist from behind.

I’m trapped, taken by them both now as Quinn bites down hard into my breast—and Lucca takes me deep with his fingers at the exact same time. I cry out, as both men pierce me at once.

As Lucca finger-fucks me now, deep and relentless, Quinn works his fangs into my breast, drinking with delight as he sucks and licks my nipple. They both fuck me now, so hard with danger and passion I’m ready to come in moments.

As Quinn sucks one last deep devouring from my breast, pulling hard on my nipple with his teeth and lips and giving me so much pain it’s ecstatic, Lucca does me hard with his fingers, giving me so much pleasure I’m wrecked.

My signals mix; pain becomes pleasure, and pleasure becomes a tower of heat and light, as everything inside me roars. I scream as I orgasm, bucking hard between them.

As I come, and come, and come .

But Quinn and Lucca aren’t done. They heard what I asked for tonight; it burns through them both now as they lay me down upon the bed, Lucca easing beneath me as Quinn lays between our legs at my front.

With my back to Lucca’s chest beneath me and my front to Quinn above me, it’s made me an Ariana sandwich between them. I don’t mind one bit as Quinn slowly licks two trails of blood from my breast and nipple, savoring every taste before he moves over to love my other breast just as much.

As Lucca’s strong hands slide down now, gripping my waist, he pushes me up. It presses me hard into Quinn, as I end up sitting in reverse cowgirl atop Lucca’s hips.

And Quinn seizes Lucca’s heels, pulling us all to the edge of the bed.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Ariana. Lucca and I are going to fuck you at the same time. And you’re going to love it,” Quinn promises as his dark eyes blaze, fire flickering all through them like ancient suns. His dark-bright aura roils with flame and living shadow, as Lucca’s and my rainbows echo it.

“Do it.” I breathe hard, my heart leaping in my chest for more, my body boneless from the power of those countless orgasms I just had from their devious foreplay.

It makes me ultra-flexible now as Quinn assumes a standing position at the edge of the bed, his feet on the floor with Lucca’s legs on either side of his hips. As Lucca lifts me up off his hips with his massive strength and presses at my rear opening now, scaldingly hard already, Quinn hauls my legs as wide as they’ll go.

As I’m lofted by Lucca, Quinn holds my ankles in his iron-strong hands, so I have no hope of ever getting away. I feel him position himself at my opening.

Ready to take me at the same time Lucca does.

But they both tease me now, rubbing and thrusting in a way that makes just the barest tip of each of them slide ever so slowly in and out of my vulva and my ass. I writhe upon them, burning up with passion as they torment me so well.

I want it, I need it; I can’t stand it as dark rainbows explode from me in a torrent of silver and gold light as I slap one hand hard to Lucca’s abs now, at the same time reaching out to grip Quinn by the neck. I cry out, as a hot, needful wave of frustration crests up high inside me.

And Quinn thrusts deep inside—as Lucca shoves up firmly into my ass.

I scream, as they both take me at once. It’s the best kind of scream as both men’s energies roar now, devouring me. Their bodies and magics thunder into me as they take me at the same time now, finding a hard rhythm that fills me, over and over.

Because I am theirs and they are mine, as their searing auras wrap around me in the twilight and mine cinches tight around them both. I hold them close to me now by my power and my hands as we writhe, and roar, and fuck.

Until we blaze with the most towering orgasm—and the Music careens inside us, at last.

I don’t know what sigil the Music created just now, as we all come in our deeply heady fuck. But it makes our hearts sear as one now, as we roar in our shared orgasm and our three powers blaze together.

An incredible tower of Light blasts up from us; as Quinn heaves out of me, Lucca rolls me to the side, and we collapse in a tangle on the bed. As that towering beacon lights everything up like true day all around us, I feel the most incredible heat and light purify me.

It takes away my sorrows, leaving only a deep, pure joy as it curls away upon the last edges of the Music. All is quiet; as I stroke Lucca’s sweat-streaked hair behind me and kiss Quinn’s ultra-soft lips before me, I feel that same Light beam inside them, too. There’s nothing more to say as we all bask in the afterglow.

Reveling in each other and the Music we create.

A quiet step up the wrought-iron staircase of Quinn’s loft has the distinct stiletto heel click of Devi as she interrupts us. Quinn comes to with a casual attention; he doesn’t move from our exhausted cuddle as he nods her over to the bedside.

As Devi laces her hands, I see her red nails are impeccably done, her dark auburn locks perfectly curled once more, as per her usual. Though she waits to be acknowledged by Quinn in our afterglow, wearing one of her sexy little black dresses with her spiked red stiletto heels, I see deep consternation on her face. As Quinn glances at her, raising his eyebrows for her to speak, Devi pauses.

Then delivers the message she came here to tell us.

“Quinn. The Vampire Council sent a messenger to the front doors just now,” she says, a dire look in her dark chocolate eyes, even as they spark scarlet with wrath.

“Go on.” Everything inside Quinn comes to full attention now, though he doesn’t move from our trio’s repose.

“They have declared war on you.” Deep fury spikes in Devi now; I feel it through the Dark Haven’s new bond, as she delivers her news. “They have given an ultimatum that any Master discovered aiding you in any way will be declared an enemy of the Council and waged war against. This edict is effective as of sunset tonight. They have declared open war on us, Quinn—and it’s personal this time. It is only a matter of time before they truly strike. To end us, once and for all.”

As he digests this news, I feel Quinn spiral deep, into the ancient stillness he once had as a Vampire.

But then he blazes with his scorching Dark Fae fire—as righteousness devours him.

“Let them come,” Quinn snarls softly, though he doesn’t relinquish his cuddle with Lucca and me. “For they will not find the United Haven of Florence so easy to take, as the Dark Haven of Florence was. We will be ready. We will do everything we have to, to protect those we love, here in this hallowed place of love, consent, and the pleasures of the flesh. The Vampire Council want a war? They’ll get one. And our blaze of true love will be great.”

As Devi nods, a righteous fire filling her eyes at Quinn’s response, I feel everyone in our United Haven agree.

We’re ready for whatever war the Vampire Council of Rome wants with us.

Bring it on.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Can Ariana, Quinn, and Lucca win against both the Summer Fae King and the Vampire Council? And do they have what it takes to best the Gold Eyes? The story concludes in Dark Fae’s Destiny: Vampire Masters of Italy #5 .

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