Chapter 24

"-We believe the perpetual Blood Moon is some kind of omen." Jesse is saying when I rejoin the conversation. "It's not the first time something like it has appeared as a sign of bad things to come. Sometimes it's a rain of fire, sometimes it's a specific comet, cattle deaths, flashing lights, et cetera. This could be an omen of death."

"I don't think so." I say softly, catching their attention. "I mean, yeah, it is, because it's helping the Beales create Rippers, which is bad for us. But I don't think it's a mystical sign."

"Why not?" Aubrey asks.

"I... This is going to sound insane, but... what Jesse's talking about, that Blood Moon thing... It sounds familiar. Like... Like I've been around one before. A perpetual one, I mean. It's like... like there's some kind of block on some memories. Something I should remember, but don't. There's something else... Um... there's... there's a room. No light in the room but red light from a window..."

"Beca?"

"I... That's it. I just, I somehow remember a room. Just a big, black room filled with red light from a window. Nothing else."

...

[3rd Person Omniscient POV]

Early the next morning, as everyone else was going to bed, Beca found herself being pushed into a room upstairs by two very insistent vampiresses. The redhead pushed Beca towards the center of the room as the blonde locked the door. Beca bit her lip. They'd ambushed her out of nowhere, both of them dragging and shoving her down corridors. She knew when she saw them in the dungeons that they were happy to see her, but this wasn't what she'd expected. She'd expected them to hold her and never let go again, all of them crying in relief at being able to be together again.

But not this.

Of course, that wasn't to say that she wasn't going to fully enjoy this, it just surprised her, is all. Oh, she knew she'd enjoy this. Other than that night in the radio station back at BU, when Aubrey had gone down on her while she was on air, and, of course, the night they'd almost actually had sex with each other in Beca's coffin after she'd read Fifty Shades of Grey, Beca had never actually been with anyone but herself sexually. And really, she didn't count those, either, because one was just Aubrey having some fun and the other was a moment of total lack of control on both their parts.

But this was different. Beca knew in that moment that it was different. It was real this time. And what's more, it was with both Aubrey and Chloe.

Aubrey pushed Chloe gently down on the ground, dragging Beca down with the two of them. Chloe hurriedly rid Aubrey of her top, eyes darkening dramatically when she saw that the blonde wasn't wearing a bra. Of course, the top Aubrey had been wearing was really more of a corset, anyway, so the further support wasn't really needed.

Beca's hands flew to the button and zipper of Chloe's jeans, undoing them slowly, savoring the sound of the zipper sliding down, finally realizing how long she'd actually been craving the redhead's body.

Aubrey busied herself with the slow removal of Chloe's shirt, running her unnaturally hard fingernails along every inch of skin revealed around her stomach, her abdomen, her chest, the underside of her breasts, the sides of her breasts, the valley between her breasts, completely avoiding her quickly hardening nipples, then the skin of her throat and face as the top finally came off.

Chloe raised her hips enough for Beca to start slowly sliding her jeans down past her waist, then her knees, treating her legs the same as Aubrey had treated her torso. The touch of the two women sitting beside her left Chloe shivering, goosebumps covering her skin so thoroughly that her goosebumps had goosebumps. For the longest time, all Chloe had wanted out of her existence was to be able to call Aubrey hers, but now, to have Aubrey and Beca touching her in this way, Chloe had never been so aroused in her entire undeath.

Aubrey watched as Beca slid the jeans off of Chloe's legs completely, and growled when she saw Beca still had all her clothes on. Chloe noticed it, too, so she grabbed Beca and rolled so she ended up straddling the brunette, who looked up at her two girlfriends with wide eyes. Aubrey crawled around so she was sitting above Beca's head, and she pinned her arms down to the ground as Chloe slid her shirt up just a little, exposing nothing more than a sliver of her pale, cold flesh.

Beca very quickly felt heated as Chloe raked her fingernails along the exposed skin, and she let out a soft moan, encouraging Chloe. Aubrey leaned in and kissed Chloe deeply, who sighed into the kiss, accidentally digging her nails into Beca's skin. Beca whimpered in slight pain, but mostly pleasure as her skin was growing hotter. Literally. Color was flooding into Beca's pale flesh as her body heated up with the heat of her inner Phoenix. She worried that she would burst into flame suddenly, and incinerate both Aubrey and Chloe, but her fears were silenced as she felt Aubrey's claws dig into her thighs through her jeans, and she whimpered again, her arousal becoming a lake in her panties.

Suddenly, she felt the weight lifted from her body, and she opened her eyes abruptly, only now realizing she'd clenched them shut. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw Aubrey and Chloe both staring down at her in wonder.

"What?" She croaked.

"God, Beca, you're so beautiful." Beca was shocked to hear the words come from Chloe's mouth.

Beca sat up and finished removing her shirt as she moved to straddle Chloe's waist. Chloe grabbed her hands and gently slid them around her until Beca could feel the clasp of Chloe's bra under her fingertips. Beca teased the clasp, playing with it, and instead pulled Chloe in, smashing their lips together hungrily. She raked her claws down Chloe's back, leaving pale red scratch marks against the skin, but careful not to draw blood.

Aubrey growled hungrily at the sight of the two of them, and they both turned their heads to see that the blonde had already stripped herself of the rest of her clothes, and they both groaned at the sight of a very, very naked Aubrey.

Chloe gently nudged Beca off of her, and the two of them pushed Aubrey down so she was lying flat on her back. Beca shimmied out of her own jeans, and both she and Chloe each straddled one of Aubrey's legs, their arousal soaking through their panties to drench Aubrey's thighs as they ground down on her legs in a desperate attempt to relieve some of the tension building inside themselves.

They each grabbed one of Aubrey's hands and pinned them to her sides as they both leaned in, capturing each of her nipples in their mouths. Beca lightly teased the nipple with her tongue, flicking it with the tip, and then rolling the body of her tongue around the bump. Chloe, however, was being slightly less gentle. She bit down on the hardened bud, and then soothed it with her tongue. She took it between her teeth and pulled back on it, her rough ministrations creating a wonderful contrast with Beca's gentleness.

The feel of both of her girlfriends' mouths on her breasts had Aubrey moaning uncontrollably, and she tried to thrust her hips down enough to grind down on the legs in between her own, but the hands that weren't occupied keeping hers pinned down pushed down on her hips, immobilizing them with vampiric strength. She whimpered desperately, but they ignored her and continued to play with her nipples, somehow alternating between the two of them who would be rough and who would be gentle, timing it perfectly.

Finally, they moved away from her breasts, both of them pulling back on her nipples, and then releasing them so they'd snap back into place, eliciting a louder, more high-pitched whimper from the squirming blonde.

Beca and Chloe moved back away from Aubrey, who was panting, despite having not used her lungs since she was even conceived. They stared at her with wide eyes, taking in the sight before them. Her eyes were clenched shut, her mouth continually opening and closing in time with the rising and falling of her chest and her lust-driven pants. Sweat was beading on the surface of her skin. Her thighs clenched together in an effort to settle the tension coiling inside her. He arms remained by her sides, palms pressed against the ground as if to hold onto it, to keep herself from floating away. Chloe was slightly envious, because, for as long as the two of them had been having sex, she'd never seen Aubrey so worked up. But at the same time, she found herself growing very, very hot, knowing that she was at least part of the cause.

"Fuck..." Beca whispered under her breath, and Chloe was amazed at how one simple word could sum it all up. That one simple, four-letter word perfectly described and expressed what both she and Beca were feeling in that moment. Fuck... It was what they felt. It was what they saw written all over Aubrey's body. It was what they heard in Aubrey's harsh breaths and whimpers. It was what they smelled in the air around Aubrey. It was what they could taste as they leaned in and started sucking on her skin, anywhere they could get their mouths. It was what they felt as they took turns running their fingers through her drenched folds, and what they could feel pooling between their own thighs.

"Fuck..." was what they all wanted right then, but not just that. They didn't just want to fuck, they wanted to make love. Until she met Aubrey, and then Chloe, Beca couldn't have described the difference at all. She'd never even imagined there could be a difference. She'd never experienced either of them before. But now... Now Beca knew exactly what the difference was. And before tonight, before Aubrey had dragged them both up to her room, Beca had never imagined she'd want to make love to Chloe. But now, as she watched Chloe suck harder and harder on the bottom of the right side of Aubrey's ribcage, determined to leave a mark, eyed almost completely black with love and desire (not lust, but desire, something else that Beca had only recently learned the difference between), she very much wanted to make love to Chloe. And Aubrey. And she wanted them to make love to each other. And she wanted all three of them to make love. Beca wanted nothing more than for this moment to last forever, because both Aubrey and Chloe looked so beautiful right now, and even though Chloe was focusing solely on Aubrey, and Aubrey didn't seem to notice that Beca had stopped touching her, Beca had never felt so loved, and wanted, and needed, and desired before.

"I love you. Both of you." Beca said suddenly, startling both Aubrey and Chloe. "I don't know what I'd do without either of you, and I'd really rather not think about it. I love you both." They both looked at her in surprise. Not because she said she loved them, but because she said she loved them. As in both of them. Aubrey and Chloe. The thought brought tears to Chloe's eyes.

"I love you, too, Beca." Chloe whispered softly, and she pulled Beca in to kiss her, showing all the love she had for both Beca and Aubrey in the kiss, and Beca sighed as she tasted Aubrey's skin on Chloe's lips and tongue.

Beca and Chloe finally pulled away, and decided to rid themselves of their own bras and panties, leaving them all finally naked at last. Beca and Chloe stared at each other in awe, and Aubrey swooned, seeing her two girlfriends falling in love with each other in front of her eyes.

But although she really enjoyed seeing it, they had her so worked up it was almost painful, and she couldn't help the whine that escaped her lips when they both reached a hand down between each other's legs and ran two fingers through each other's folds, lips meeting again in a bruising kiss.

They both jumped at Aubrey's whine, and smiled. Beca laid down on Aubrey's left side while Chloe laid down on Aubrey's right. Beca attached her lips again to Aubrey's nipple and watched Chloe do the same to her other one, and they both reached d0own between Aubrey's legs. Chloe started to rub Aubrey's clit in small, tight circles that had moans constantly spilling from her mouth. Moans that turned to screams of pleasure as Beca slowly entered her with three fingers and immediately build up a steady rhythm that was neither fast nor slow, but nonetheless had Aubrey thrusting her hips down in time with Beca's thrusts and Chloe's circles. Beca and Chloe still kept Aubrey's hands pinned to the ground so she couldn't touch them. The restraint of her hands, the continuing contrast between rough bites and gentle licks to her nipples, the tight circles being rubbed into her clit, and the feeling of being filled by Beca's fingers very quickly pushed Aubrey to the edge, but they eased up enough to just keep her on the edge, but never push her over it.

It brought tears to Aubrey's eyes, and she tried not to sob as she was so close to her climax, but her girlfriends kept her there, right on the edge. They seemed to be waiting for something, and Aubrey thought quickly and as clearly as she possibly could for an idea of what that might be. Finally, an idea came to her.

"Please... Please... More, I need more." She begged them, but that wasn't it. They continued to keep her right on the edge, until, finally, it hit her. "I love you. Both of you."

That must have been what they were waiting for, because they both sucked hard on her nipples then, and Chloe's rubbing became faster and tighter, and Beca's thrusting sped up and became harder, and Aubrey's orgasm slammed into her so suddenly that it left her seeing stars, and her scream was quiet as she lost control of her vocal cords. She arched up and her eyes clenched shut as Beca and Chloe continued their actions, helping her ride out her orgasm to the very limits until she finally came down from her high.

Beca pulled her fingers out of Aubrey, and she and Chloe sat up and waited for Aubrey to calm down, loving the look in her eyes as she struggled to regain herself. Not to make a pun of the old vampire cliché, but the sight definitely took their breath away.

When she'd finally regained herself, she and Beca laid Chloe down, who instantly started whimpering, knowing that it was her turn.

Aubrey slipped a leg in between Chloe's, and pressed her thigh against her soaked sex, eliciting a groan from the redhead's lips. She pressed her lips against Chloe's and started rocking against her. Chloe let out a long stream of moans against Aubrey's lips as she ground her heat against Aubrey's thigh, drenching the blonde's leg in her juices. Beca reached down between Chloe's legs and started rubbing circles in her clit, the way she'd seen her do to Aubrey, and Chloe seemed to appreciate that very much, as her moans became much needier.

"Oh, god... Beca... Bree..." She whispered, eyes clenching shut. Aubrey's hands started kneading at her breasts as she trailed kisses down Chloe's cheek, her jawline, then down to her pulse at the base of her neck. Beca nudged Aubrey's leg, which responded by moving out of her way, and she settled in between the redhead's legs. Beca inhaled, breathing in the scent of Chloe's arousal, and a familiar hunger grew in the pit of her stomach. Only this hunger wasn't for blood. No, this hunger was purely for Chloe in this moment. Beca wanted to devour her. So, she did. She felt her fangs grow to half their usual length as she wrapped her lips completely around Chloe's heat, and her razor-sharp teeth grazed along Chloe's clit, which cause a loud scream to escape her lips, which only grew louder as Beca's teeth and tongue worked together, running up and down Chloe's slit, teasing her, until, finally, Beca plunged her tongue inside, and Chloe's hips bucked up into Beca's mouth. Beca pushed down on Chloe's hips with her hands, immobilizing them as her tongue darted in and out of the redhead's core with a speed only Beca could muster, occasionally running up and back down Chloe's slit again, then plunging in and out of her dripping sex for a while. Something caught Beca's attention out of the corner of her eye as Chloe grew closer to her climax. Aubrey's head reared back, and her fangs grew to a length reserved only for one thing. Sure enough, her eyes grew completely black, so that not even the whites remained, and she sank her fangs into Chloe's neck, drinking deeply. Oddly enough, that only seemed to heighten Chloe's euphoria, catapulting her into what had to be the most intense orgasm ever. She couldn't even arch her back; her entire body was just paralyzed, except for her inner walls, which were clamped so tight that Beca could barely continue sliding her tongue in and out of the redhead.

Then, a little bit of movement came in the form of shivers of ecstasy as Aubrey slowed down her drinking to allow Chloe to come down from her high very slowly.

Beca felt Chloe's walls relaxing, and she continued to lap up her juices, tongue still darting in and out, even after Aubrey pulled her fangs back and licked the bite on Chloe's neck.

When her eyes finally opened, Beca could see something new in them. Something was different, and Beca knew what it was. Chloe had finally gotten her wish. Aubrey had marked her. Chloe now belonged to Aubrey. That was what was different, and Beca was amazed by the pure depth of satisfaction and completion in Chloe's eyes right now. How had being bitten caused such a reaction? How had Aubrey's fangs sinking into Chloe's neck created such an intense orgasm? Beca would have to ask them about that later.

But for now, her undivided attention was on the two women that were now hovering above her, and Beca had to wonder when they'd flipped her over like that.

Chloe looked more hesitant when she touched Beca, however, though not because she wasn't sure she wanted to do this. No, it was because Aubrey now owned her. It wasn't really like the whole dominatrix/submissive thing the humans liked to play around with, it was much deeper than that. Aubrey and Chloe shared a connection now that Beca hoped she'd soon share as well. And since it was Chloe that wore Aubrey's mark, Aubrey was definitely the one in control. Chloe was no longer Chloe Beale. She'd shed that name when Aubrey marked her. She was now Chloe Posen.

So when Chloe was hesitant in touching Beca, it was really only because she wanted to make sure it was alright with Aubrey. Aubrey nodded slightly, and that was the only confirmation Chloe needed. She lurched forward and kissed Beca bruisingly, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as Aubrey and Chloe both drew their claws down Beca's skin, causing her to whimper.

Aubrey slid two fingers through Beca's folds, and she bucked her hips, moaning as she pinched her clit between two fingers, rolling it between the tips of her index finger and thumb. Beca twitched and squirmed, whimpering against Chloe's lips. Chloe started rolling and pinching Beca's nipples the same way Aubrey was treating her clit. Finally, at another whimper from Beca, Aubrey slid her hand down and thrust three fingers inside her pumping in and out slowly, but hard, and she kept her fingers spread just slightly so that it made Beca feel even more full.

Aubrey let out a low growl that seemed to be a signal to Chloe, because the redhead backed off, continuing to pinch and roll her nipples, but from off to the side, leaving Beca open for Aubrey, who slid up the tiny brunette's body, a possessive look in her eyes that left Beca speechless. Beca got lost in those eyes, and didn't notice her orgasm approaching until it was upon her. She watched Aubrey's pupils envelope her eyes in a cloak of blackness, but somehow maintained the love and possessiveness she saw every other time she'd looked into her eyes. Aubrey's mouth opened wide, and Beca gasped as she saw her fangs grow again, and Aubrey's head reared back and lunged forward, sinking her fangs into Beca's neck. Beca could feel the life force, the stolen life force draining from her body, but it didn't feel like it was being stolen from her, it didn't feel like she was dying. It felt like she was willingly sharing the life with Aubrey, like she was giving a part of herself to Aubrey, which, in actuality, she was. The odd part was that it felt like she was receiving back everything that she gave Aubrey, and she knew it was because they were connected now, as Aubrey drank from her.

And ironically, if Beca was able to think at that moment, she'd appreciate the irony in the fact that what Aubrey was doing could be interpreted as a metaphor for sexual penetration. And that fact, Beca realized, is what had pushed Chloe to greater heights than ever before only a few minutes ago, and what was now pushing Beca to those same heights. Beca came, and she came harder than she had ever come before, whether by herself, or with Aubrey. Hell, she came harder than all other orgasms she'd ever experienced combined. So overwhelming was the experience that when she finally came down, and Aubrey's fangs slipped out of her neck, Beca fell into unconsciousness.

...

[Beca's POV]

I wake up in the arms of both Chloe and Aubrey. All three of us managed to fall asleep together in Aubrey's California King-sized bed. I smiled as they both snuggle in closer to me; like they're afraid I'm going to disappear. But I'm never going to leave them again. Never.

Except for now, when my stomach is screaming at me to get something to eat.

I slowly, reluctantly crawl out of the bed, hissing at the scratches and bruises that cover my body, reminding me of what exactly had happened that morning. I feel different, somehow. It was such a blur; I don't even remember most of it. But there is one thing that I do remember. Vividly.

As I think about it, I reach up and touch the burning reminder of one of the reasons I feel so different. The bite mark on my neck that symbolizes Aubrey's possession of me. And my official adoption into the Posen Clan. The mark that holds an even deeper meaning than the symbolic band of metal humans give each other in marriage. The rings are just metal. Sometimes silver, sometimes gold, sometimes even titanium. But still just metal. This is different. This is more than a symbol of the love we have for each other today, and our intention to spend the rest of eternity together. Marriage is weak, even in the strongest of human loves. There is always a chance it'll fail. But this... This is eternity. Even now, I can feel a pull to Aubrey, more than just me missing her touch. It's like a tangible thing, like a piece of rope now connects us, and the further away from her I get, the harder it is to move even farther. Like there's an actual limit to how far I can be from her.

It's strange how connected I now feel to her. And I realize it should scare me, even a little, because I'm no longer a "me", I'm a "we", connected so deeply to the sleeping blonde. But it doesn't. All I can feel is an overwhelming sense of serenity in the knowledge that I now belong to her fully and completely. It makes me wonder if the whole BDSM concept that humans toy with wasn't created by a human who wanted to feel some semblance of what I'm feeling right now.

It's amazing. And what's even more amazing is that, through Aubrey, I now feel connected to Chloe in the same way. Weaker, of course, because Aubrey acts, I believe, as some kind of filter, but the connection to the redhead is definitely there. And that doesn't scare me, either.

What does scare me, however, is how hungry I am. I'm now feeling the appetite of myself, Aubrey and Chloe all at once, because I can somehow tell they're hungry, too. That thought makes me wonder if I can provide sustenance for them by eating. Like, if I drink three times as much as usual, if I can completely sustain all three of us, without them having to feed at all.

Then, I think back to how I felt when Aubrey was drinking from me, how it felt as if we were sharing the life we'd both consumed between us, so that it was almost balanced out completely, and I realize that it's entirely possible.

With that in mind, I throw on a black robe, not bothering to tie it closed, and then leave the room. As I walk down the empty corridors, the open robe swaying with my hips, doing almost nothing to cover my naked form, I feel the pull between me and Aubrey growing stronger, like a rubber band trying to pull itself back together again before it snaps. It doesn't hurt, really, it's just more like a pressure around my chest, not constricting anything, not making it harder to breathe, but... I don't know, I can't really explain it. You'd have to actually feel it to understand what I'm talking about. All I can say is that it's there, it's real, and it's confusing, but wonderful. It's like... Oh! Okay, it's like if you grab one of your wrists with your other hand, and pull it away from your body, until your arm is straight, then you keep pulling on it, it doesn't really hurt, but you can tell something's pulling on it. It's kind of like that right now. I can feel the distance between me and Aubrey and Chloe. I can tell that I am exactly two hundred and forty-five feet from them right now. Not counting all the turns and twists and staircases I've gone around and up and down.

And yet, I still haven't found the kitchen...

Man, I'm hungry.

Okay, so this one was both important and meant as a filler. Obviously, we have some hot Triple Treble smut here, but that's not the main point. The main point is the bond that our girls now share because of Aubrey's mark. The more... entertaining side effect of the biting was inspired by traditional Dracula lore, of course. Obviously it's much more erotic than smutty the way Mr. Bram Stoker tells it, but the way I've seen and heard of it, Dracula charms his way up to his victims until they are pretty much begging him to bite them, and the sensation, the way he does it, does create a strange sense of pleasure as well as the pain you'd expect from being bitten. So, this was inspired by that. If you have heard it a different way in Dracula lore... don't flame me, okay? For the sakes of this story, it's fucking erotic, okay? Lol, I'm kidding with ya. Seriously, though, if ya didn't like it, ya shouldn't have read it! Just sayin'.

Anyway, I would like to do the whole "I just won an award" thing really quickly because... well, I just feel like it and this is my story, plus nobody's probably even reading this AN, anyway, so I can pretty much do whatever I want! LOL!

*With tears in my eyes and a catch in my throat* I would just like to say thank you to so many people right now! I wanna thank my mom for giving me my imagination and love for vampiric lore, as well as my love for musicals that all contributed to the creation of this story! I wanna thank my friends for sticking with me despite how much of a fucking weirdo I am and supporting me, leading to me NOT committing suicide! I wanna thank my dad for contributing his sperm to my creation, which, although very icky, did eventually lead to this story! I wanna thank my awesome Beta-reader, and one of my bestest best buds of all time! I know I haven't thanked you in a while, Ali, but I just want you to know that I actually do appreciate you taking time out of your life to do this for me, and bearing with me when I'm unbearably pushy about it!

And, of course, I wanna thank my readers! Because of you guys, this story has 106 reviews, 205 follows, and 90 favorites! None of which are mine, btw! Without all of you guys and, of course, Ali, I would have given up on this story long ago and made a quick, snappy ending just so I could work on something else instead, so thanks for all your support and your reviews that keep me fueled and psyched to write another chapter!