Run Little Rabbit

Chapter Thirty One: Turning a New Page

I took some time to shower, change into a fresh set of clothes, and eat, before I sought out Athenadora. My first guess as to where she would be was wrong. She was not in the library, and so I went to her room. I knocked on her door, and she opened it a second later, looking bemused.

"Finally decided to come?"

"I was...um, busy," I told her evasively, because I was a bit embarrassed with all this.

She laughed but did not seem affronted. "Saving the best for last, I see."

When I flushed red at this, she took that as her answer, ushering me into her room. She closed the door and leaned against it, offering up a sultry smile. "Do as you will with me."

That struck me hard. She was giving me all the control in this situation? Why? My shock must be written on my face because she approached me, cupping my chin in her hand as her red orbs peering into my brown ones. "I have never truly lain with anyone. Thus, I expect you would have more experience with this. You lead and I shall gather information and then follow."

"You make it sound so romantic when you say it like that," I rolled my eyes, teasing.

"I am a women of science," she told me simply. "I follow reason."

"Then I suppose I'll have to fuck all that reason right out of you," I told her boldly, surprised by my own tongue. She seemed greatly pleased by this.

"I would love to see you try," she told me, letting go of my face. "Where will you have me?"

I glanced around the room. So far I had done it in a bed, and in a garden. Where could I do it with Athenadora? My eyes settled on something; the next instrument of my sexual liberation. "The table," I told her. "I want you to bend over the table."

A thrill seemed to go up her spine at this and I felt a similar one echo through me. It was exciting to have this much power over a vampire. But not just any sort of vampire. One who was ancient and powerful. It was also touching that Athena trusted me this much that she would allow such a thing to occur.

I wasn't sure if I could 'top' her well; I never was the type of be bossy or in control. Or even want to be in control. But for her I would try. I wanted to make her come, and I wanted her to unravel under my touch. Athena strode over to the table, knocking the papers on it aside. She bent over, on her elbows, head down in a submissive posture. Her legs spread out, the perfect slot for my body. I took my time in walking over to her, drawing out the tension of the situation.

Should I say something? Reprimand her? Call her a naughty girl? No, I felt that would be a bit too much for now. And I wasn't sure if I could handle saying such a thing. I circled around in back of her, hands working on removing her pants. I was going to fuck her over this table. The idea thrilled me, as much as it thrilled her. She was dripping wet by the time I had removed her pants and her underwear. She gripped the table and bared herself to me, allowing me to have my way with her.

I was teasing at first, taking my time to learn her body. To indulge in it. Fingers trailed up from the back of her knee to her thighs. The flesh twitched under my hand, anticipating, and then I passed by where she needed me most, and up to her back to her shoulders, tugging at her clothing. I wanted her top off as well.

She obeyed, unbuttoning the shirt and throwing it somewhere on the floor. Brown curls tumbled down her pristine skin and I gently pushed on the back of her head. She got the message and leaned back down, forehead touching the table.

"Bella..." she breathed out. "When are you-"

"Are you complaining?" I teased her.

"No," she stuttered out as my hand dipped downwards, going over the swell of her ass. She tensed up as my hand hovered over her folds. I knew she could feel it, feel the warmth radiating off of my hand. Her hips pushed outwards slightly and I chuckled, loving this heady feeling of power I had over her.

It wasn't often a vampire gave this sort of power over to a human, and it made me love her all the more for it. The mate bond inside me thrummed, excited that I was finally going to cement our bonds together, and deciding I would have time to tease Athenadora for years after, I finally slid a finger inside her.

She let out a soft pant, spreading her legs further. I grinned and shoved another finger in, doing a slow exploration of her pink insides. I thrust in and out, swirled the fingers about, even touched her clit with my thumb. She strained against me, needing, and wanting more.

But she did not beg or rush me. I slipped a third finger in, this time building up a pace that was fast, but not enough. I wanted to see her squirm on this table, as I took her from behind. My free hand came to wrap around her waist as I put more of my body weight behind my thrusts. She was panting into the table, fogging the lacquer with her hot breath. Her nails scrambled for purchase, leaving deep gouges.

Her eyes fluttered. She was getting close to the edge, I could tell. Her insides were sucking me up and I began to thrust with all my strength into her, until finally, with a long drawn out moan, she was coming into my hand. Her eyes slammed closed and her mouth open, revealing the tips of sharp teeth. For a second I wanted her teeth in my neck; wanted to feel my blood burst into her mouth. But then I was pulling out of her, licking up the stickiness she had left on my fingers.

She tasted good, and I could not wait for more.

Athenadora had barely finished cumming before I demanded her to sit up on the table, and to spread her legs. She did so obediently, though her legs shook a bit. "Spread them," I instructed and she did, revealing sticky folds that begged to be fucked again. My insides twisted with desire. I needed to be the one who fucked her like that. That had her folds wrapping around my fingers, around my tongue, around maybe other objects if I could ever get my hands on them.

I got down to my knees, hands on her knees, keeping her legs open. I licked a long stripe from the bottom of her folds to her top, and her spine straightened out at the touch. She was still sensitive from cumming earlier, and this second time wouldn't take long, I could tell.

I kept up a steady pressure as I went down on her, making letters with my tongue, spelling something out. "Pay attention," I told her. "I want you to tell me what I'm writing out."

"A-alright," she stammered, trying to focus through the haze of lust she was in.

"Y," she breathed out as I wrote with my tongue, drawing more slick out of her. "O.U.R," a pause as she gulped in air, her thighs trembling. She was getting closer. "H.O.T." She chuckled at the end of that. "Why thank you, Bella."

I smiled into her, before getting back up. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, pressing my forehead into hers as I slipped my fingers back into her warm folds. She groaned and her eyes slipped closed. Her nose brushed into mine, desperate pants emerging from her lips, breath puffing against my mouth. I kissed her again; this was a deep and messy kiss. I matched the way I thrust my tongue inside her mouth, to the way I thrust my fingers into her.

Her body began to tense up, folds growing more slippery, her insides growing more tight. Her arms wrapped around me, drawing me even closer as her hips bucked into my hand once, twice, and then she came, my name ripping out of her mouth.

I swallowed her pleased moan down, stilling my fingers inside of her. Her body went limp against mine and I allowed her a few seconds to recover. She pressed a happy kiss to the corner of my mouth. "That was good."

"It's about to get better," I assured her. I was growing more confident in her presence. I wasn't a take charge person, but how could I not be when she was being so pliant to the touch. So wanting of my control? "I want you to get on your bed."

She grinned at this. "You know," she murmured enticingly into my ear, causing me to shiver as her breath tickled my ear shell. "I have a strap on you could use."

A wash of hot desire flooded me, making my knees feel weak. She wanted me to top her that bad? Then so be it. She enjoyed the way I was lost for a little while. "It's in my drawer. I'll be waiting." And she slipped out of my embrace to go wait on the bed.

I had never used a strap on before. Would I even know how to do it correctly? Regardless I was eager to try. I went to the aforementioned drawer and found the strap-on. It looked brand new. Did she get this in preparation of us? I was flattered by the idea. I stripped off my clothing, fiddling around with the harness as I put the strap on on. It looked to be about six inches and it was made of sturdy plastic.

I went up to her, finding her spread out on red sheets, hair splayed out and beautiful body on full display. It made me want to crawl my way up between her thighs, so I did, and she accepted me with open arms. Our lips met, a soft kiss, but one filled with passion. I could feel her care for me, in the way it passed through her tongue onto my tongue. Our tongues tangled and untangled, the tip of the plastic bumping into her abs. There was no rush to our actions; we were appreciating the other. Her hands roved over my warm and soft human form, cupping at breasts, biceps, thighs, feeling me up and making my body shiver at her touch. When she flicked a nipple, I gasped into her mouth, the pounding between my legs growing. I wanted her to touch me down there, wanted to order her around as she ate me out and asked for seconds from down on her knees. But I wanted to fuck her and satisfy her more and so I pulled away from her lips, body buzzing with energy and with wanton need to fuck her hard with this rod between my legs.

I shimmed down, and she spread her legs, pink folds inviting me in. she was even more drenched than before and I lined up the tip of the toy. Both of us were breathing harder with anticipation, and I swallowed deeply as I watched her insides swallow up the toy. First the tip, then two inches, then four.

The strap went in deep, sinking all the way inside. Her back arched up, breasts pressing into mine as I hilted myself fully into her. "Mmm, Bella," she moaned, followed by something that sounded like ancient Greek. I wondered what she was saying; it sounded hot as hell, but I didn't ask, instead deciding to focus on us. On the space between our hips that I made appear as I pulled out slowly, and then pushed all the way back in roughly.

My motions were a bit clumsy at first, but Athena was very encouraging, hands coming up to my shoulders and pulling my in closer. She murmured words into my ears. "Good. Like that, Bella," and when I adjusted my hips and thrust in the spot she wanted, I was rewarded with a soft guttural moan. Eventually my rhythm improved and I began to move back and forth fast, with powerful and deep strokes. Her nails bit into my skin, leaving red marks down my back that stung. I barely felt the sting of it, as wet sounds filled the room. She began panting and her hips bucked up to meet every thrust, chasing that high that I was going to give her soon.

"B-Bella!" she cried out and her legs went up to wrap around me, tugging me close to her as she came. I stayed inside her as she shook under me, exhaling roughly. I placed a few sloppy kisses on her neck and it wasn't until the orgasm had passed that I was let go. I extracted myself from her, the strap on leaving with a squelching noise. She had dripped all the way down on the sheets, but I needed a moment to recover. My hips hurt from thrusting so much. I plopped down next to her, regaining my breath. She took this chance to hover over me, a pleased smirk on her face.

"It's my turn now," she said, tugging the strap on off and tossing it aside as she ran a hand between my soaked thighs. I was so high strung at this point that it didn't take long for me to cum. She had barely even put a finger inside me before I was shaking, slapping a hand over my mouth to cover my cry of pleasure.

"Already?" she asked teasingly and I glared at her but she fixed my scowl with a kiss. Her lips are soft and patient on mine and she explores my mouth as down below, her hand explores my folds, reveling in the sensation of their softness and warmth. It doesn't take long for me to cum another time, drenching her fingers with my release as I moaned hotly into her mouth.

My fingers dig into her hair, tangling in it, drawing her mouth even closer into mine, until we were pressed so tightly, there wasn't even space for air. Our nipples brushed against each other, eliciting shivers from me. I still craved more from her, the fire between my legs not yet slaked. She sensed this because she pulled away from me and picked me up so I was straddling her waist.

"I want you to ride my face," she told me, red eyes sparkling, voice slightly breathless. I complied without question, making my way up to her face and allowing her hands on my hips to support me as I pressed my nether lips right into her lips. She wasn't delicate in the least about the way she ate me out.

Her tongue lashed at my clit, making my hips jerk forwards. "S-slow down," I stammered, bending over a bit to grab at the sheets by Athena's head as my body began to feel weak at her ministrations. She growled into my slit at that suggestion, and kept up the brutal pace. I began to gyrate my hips back and forth, desperate to get off. I could feel my insides shuddering, as her tongue delved inside my hot core, lapping up all my wetness.

"Athena," I breathed out, my hips getting rougher as I wanted more friction.

"Go as hard as you want; my face can handle it," she mumbled in between licks and I stopped holding myself back and began humping against her face frantically as her fingers dug into my hipbones, encouraging me to do so.

Within seconds I was cumming, flooding her mouth with my juices. Then, boneless, I slumped off of her. She wrapped me up into a blanket seconds later, licking her lips to get rid of the last traces of me. Her fangs glimmered with my arousal and that idea of her drinking my blood came back to me. What if I allowed them all to drink my blood? What would happen then?

I could imagine myself on black sheets, Sulpicia in my neck, Didyme taking my wrist, and Athenadora going for my thigh. The idea was arousing, and I would have to speak with them on making that a possibility at some point. Why have three hot vampires if I wasn't going to use the vampire part of them?

Another thought, another decision, but not for now. I was growing sleepy. I had spent all day strengthening my bonds with them and I could feel them all secure now. There would be nothing that would get in my way.

Athena curled up to my side under the covers, draping a hand over my waist. "You've had a long day, I assume."

"Yea, very long," I told her, allowing my eyes to close. Sulpicia had been rough. Didyme had been gentle. And Athenadora had been fun. I loved all of them in different and yet same ways. I couldn't wait to see where our future would take us. And what it would mean for me. Did I go back to school? Did I stay in Volterra?

"I know this is early, and you don't have to answer me, but what would you like to do, Bella? What do you want to do with the rest of your life? Do you want to be a vampire? Do you want to remain human?"

I didn't know. I didn't know if I wanted to become a vampire, or if I wanted to remain human. My body was tired and so was my brain. I had so much planning awaiting me. For now, I would allow myself to relax.

"I still have some time. And I have things I want to do before I have to think about that," I told her, turning to face her.

She stroked a long finger down my cheek and I leaned into the simple gesture.

"Of course," she smiled, pressing a kiss to my forehead, then to my nose, then to my lips. I wished she would continue downwards but there was still yet time for this. "And no matter what you choose to do, just know that we three aren't leaving you."

A/N: Upcoming chapter is going to feature the human/vampire Bella debate. And then maybe the promised holy land of a threesome? Or technically it's a foursome, right?

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