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Serina

C onsciousness slowly crept in, and I blinked against the soft blur of a dark room.

“ Serina, hey, ” Mickey’s voice cut through the haze, warm and steady. “ There she is. Rise and shine. ”

The sight of her, hair tousled, a bruise blooming on her temple, made my heart clench. Before I could finish processing everything, I jolted upright and flung my arms around her.

“ Easy there, ” she chuckled, returning my embrace. “ You’re gonna make my head spin more than it already is. ”

I tried to laugh, but it caught in my throat, the sound strangled by relief.

Bastian stood silently by the window, his broad shoulders casting a long shadow across the floor. His gaze held a quiet sort of vigilance. Nox leaned casually against the wall, his blue eyes looking bright being caught by the dim lighting. Thorne was leaned against the doorframe.

They exchanged looks amongst themselves, a wordless conversation passing between them, before they filed out of the room, leaving Mickey and me alone.

“ Your company looks a bit different lately, ” Mickey observed after a moment, her tone light but probing.

“ It’s… complicated, ” was an understatement. The truth was I had fallen in love with three Vampires.

Mickey hummed in response, her fingers idly picking at the frayed edge of the blanket. “ Complicated seems to be our normal. Remember when the biggest worry we had was sneaking out past your curfew without getting caught by your parents? ” she said, her eyes glazed over at the memory.

“ Seems like another lifetime, ” I agreed, my smile tinged with the same wistfulness.

We shared a look, an unspoken acknowledgment of all the roads we’d traveled since then, the trials we’d faced, the losses we had.

“ Hey, ” she said softly, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. “ I’m just glad you have company at all. I thought we lost you for a while there. ”

“ Lost me? ” I frowned slightly.

Mickey gave me a wry smile. “ For someone who tries to keep a low profile, you’re pretty easy to keep tabs on, you know? Hunters have their ways. ”

“ Hunters… ” I mused, the word trailing off as understanding dawned on me. “ A certain someone’s been talking, haven’t they? ” I knew it was Sam. She’d been so worried since Dad died.

“ Maybe, ” she admitted with a twinkle in her eye.

“ Right, ” I said, trying to ground myself in the present. “ What now? The diner… ” Just the thought made my heart ache.

“ I have good insurance; it’ll be rebuilt in no time. ” She sounded optimistic, but there was a lingering sadness between us.

“ That place had so many memories, though, ” I murmured, trying to hold down my emotions. I never made it back inside to save all the things under the glass at the booth. Just another piece of my life gone…

“ It was just a building, Serina, ” Mickey interjected firmly. “ And buildings can be rebuilt. Memories, though… ” she trailed off, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch. “ Those stay with you forever. What matters is the people you made memories with, the moments you had, and that can never be taken from you. ”

I let out a shaky breath, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. The diner was more than bricks and mortar; it was a special place, a part of the family.

“ You’re strong, ” Mickey added, pulling me into another hug. “ You’ll get through this. ”

Her words weren’t just about the diner, I knew. They encompassed everything—the loss, the mission, the weight of carrying on when parts of my world crumbled away.

She pulled back, nodding toward the door the guys had exited through. “ I feel better knowing you have help. ”

“ Help that happens to be… ” I started, unable to finish the sentence.

“ Vampires? ” Mickey quipped, a playful edge to her voice. “ Serina, I don’t care what they are. It’s who they are that matters. And those guys out there, ” —she jerked her thumb toward the door— “ they love you. That much is clear. ”

Love. The word hung in the air, heavy and undeniable. I’d skirted around it, but hearing it from Mickey laid bare the truth of my own heart.

“ Anyway, I’ve got a ton of paperwork to deal with, ” Mickey said briskly, standing up and throwing on her jacket, the smell of campfire still clinging to the fabric. “ Thanks for saving my ass back there, kid. I’ll see you around, Serina, ” she called over her shoulder as she walked out of the room.

As silence settled around me, I allowed myself a moment to breathe, to feel. And then Bastian, Nox, and Thorne sauntered in, and I wanted to not only tell them how I felt.

I wanted to show them. All of them, together.

They all walked over to the bed, Bastian on my right, Nox and Thorne to my left.

“Serina, love, how are you feeling—” I cut off Bastian’s words by reaching for him and pulling him into an earth-shattering kiss. He grabbed for me, cradling me in his arms effortlessly, moving me onto his lap.

I gripped onto him, and his lips crashed against mine. Reminding me so much of that first kiss on the porch. But this time, the kiss was raging with passion and need with a promise of everything I wanted before but wouldn’t allow myself to have.

I would have it now.

I wrapped my legs around him, and he pulled back.

“Serina, are you—”

“Shut up,” I panted.

The next moment, he was on top of me in the bed—his bed.

I bucked my hips against the weight of him above me with a moan, grinding against his hard cock that strained against his pants.

He ran a hand up my shirt, easily tossing it off me before he leaned back and took his off too. His mouth crashed against mine again.

My hands skimmed down his body, quickly undoing the button on his pants, and he did the same with mine. I could feel Thorne and Nox’s eyes searing hot against my skin, only making me more desperate.

We both wiggled out of our pants until were both completely naked. Bastian kissed down my neck.

I glanced over to Nox, seeing his eyes darken with need as he watched us. Both him and Thorne were like animals in a cage waiting their turn. I was about to invite them to join.

“Wait, love ,” Bastian murmured against my skin as he moved down my body. “I just want to taste you.” He moved a little lower across my abdomen “All of you… and I want them to watch,” he said as he kissed the top of my pussy.

I writhed against his mouth in anticipation, biting my lip as I looked down at him and then back to Thorne and Nox, who were stripping, waiting for me to let them join in.

Nox stroked his cock at the sight of me, and I moaned as Bastian sucked my needy, pulsing clit into his mouth. Greedily, I watched Nox and Thorne start to play with themselves. The sight of them working themselves while Bastian made my body buzz closer and closer to that blissful edge made me tremble with the thoughts for having them all at once.

“Can I?” Bastian’s voice was hoarse against my inner thigh, before his tongue shot out and he licked there.

I whimpered with a nod, and he sunk his fangs into my flesh. The pleasure from the pull he took of my blood and his bite alone made me fall over the edge and cry out for them.

“Please, I want you, all of you,” I moaned, my words nothing more than a ragged breath as I writhed against Bastian’s mouth back on my pussy now, lapping up my wetness.

Bastian crawled back up my body, his chin glistening with my essence. I could feel the heat and anticipation radiating off of Nox and Thorne.

They were eager to join us. And I was just as eager to let them.

I placed my hand on Bastian’s chest and motioned for him to lay on the side of the bed. He did as instructed, and I stood between his legs in front of him.

“I want to taste you now.” My words were a command, and I licked my lips as Bastian watched me lower my head down to his cock with desire burning in his eyes.

My tongue traced the crown of his cock, teasing it. He growled as he watched me, and I watched him.

Suddenly, Thorne was nudging his cock at my entrance behind me, and I couldn’t help but grasp onto the sheets on either side of Bastian’s legs and arch my back. I knew it was him because to my right, in my peripherals, I could see the dark silhouette of Nox, with all of his tattoos on full display as he stroked himself to the sight in front of him.

They were predators, stalking their prey—and in this case, that prey was me.

I took down Bastian’s cock, my throat working as I did, and he ran his hands through my hair, gripping at the nape of my neck. Heavy moans escaped him as my head bobbed up and down.

Thorne thrusted into me a moment later, and I moaned on Bastian’s cock. Slobber slipped from the corners of my mouth as I couldn’t control the sounds that were coming from me.

Then I felt hands on the front of my thighs between me and the bed I was leaning over; Nox had slipped between me and the mattress and now gripped onto my thighs. Not waiting for me to prepare, he dove his mouth over my clit and sucked. I cried out in bliss, gagging on Bastian’s long length.

I grinded my hips into Nox’s face, desperate for his hot mouth on my clit as Thorne pounded into my pussy from behind. Nox’s head was wedged between my cunt and the bed as he devoured me.

Did Vampires need air to live? I couldn’t think about that as I grinded into him and Thorne matched my pace from behind. My orgasm crashed over me so hard my knees buckled.

Nox held me up with his firm grip on my thighs. It was as if my undoing made Bastian follow me over that edge too, because he groaned as his cock jerked, hitting the back of my throat. Hot cum filled my mouth as his cock pulsed out his release.

He gripped my neck, holding me steady as he moaned through his ecstasy. God, I loved seeing him like this.

I swallowed and released his cock with a pop only to cry out again as I glanced down between my thighs to see Nox still lapping at my dripping cunt and pumping himself over that same edge.

Hot streams of cum shot up and covered his fist. His moans reverberated through my pussy, down every nerve in my overstimulated body, sending me over the edge all over again. I screamed out as another orgasm exploded through me.

Thorne gripped my hips and slammed into me with his own roar of pleasure one last time as he filled me with his cum.

Nox rose in between my front and the bed, holding me against his strong chest as Thorne’s cock slipped out of me. I was sandwiched between them on shaky legs. My body was spent, feeling so full of emotion I had to hold back tears at finally having all of them to myself.

They tended to me, cleaned me up before we readied for bed, and I laid there in their arms contemplating if I even wanted to leave.

I didn’t. But I needed to end this.

What happened to Mickey’s Diner only solidified that further for me. It was time.