Hey guys, sorry for the wait! unsure if I'm allowed to write graphic smut on this platform so I've left out a raunchy scene but below it's pretty obvious what the three got up to wink wink

Marie lay between the two, bathed in a sheer coat of sweat as she came down from her high. Marko and Paul really lived up to the impressive stamina Marie had thought they would. Vampires were the ones to watch out for, fast, efficient, deadly and tricky, so why had she thought they'd be any different in bed. In the throws of passion, Paul had managed to nick at the soft skin of her thigh. The cut would heal and he wouldn't do that again lest he want to deal with a witch caught off guard again.

Her eyes closed slowly and opened even slower.

A well spent smile made its way onto her face as she let her body relax on the sand. The hand carding through her hair along with the hand drumming up her hip didn't bother her but she was aware of them. The endorphins made her feel euphoric, like she was floating on a cloud yet not at the same time.

"How did you do that thing with the..." Paul trailed off, face buried into her shoulder. She probably shouldn't let the vampire sleep, but she couldn't bring herself to push him off just quite yet. A few more minutes she thought. No one was around and if no one was around, they were fine.

She quirked a brow and chuckled, "Magic, it's great."

"Boo." Paul nosed at her collarbone, getting dangerously close to her jugular, but Marie knew them and knew that the danger was non-existent. It had been a while since she truly felt this relaxed and comfortable. Then she remembered...

Her thoughts flickered onto what Paul had said earlier. "Hey isn't David looking for us?" she asked. Paul heard her, he definitely did but couldn't bring himself to want to leave where he was. "Who wants to know?"

"Paul." Marie said.

"Marie." Paul said back.

"Marko." Came Marko's voice as if it were a game.

"You said you guys had something on the frogs?" Marie added, gently pushing the cloud of blonde curls back until she could see Paul's face again. He looked up at her in protest.

"I just wanna stay like this for a bit." His inaction had been telling that he knew what she was talking about.

"Alright. But it will be you dealing with David if he gets mad."

Marko oohhh'ed and Paul waved her off, happy to return to pressing his face into her again. Marie rolled her eyes and felt eyes burning into her. From her peripherals she spotted Marko staring at her with his golden eyes. He had been mere inches from her, head resting on his arm and when he caught her looking, he smiled.

"You know.. " Paul mumbled from her side.

"David doesn't get like that unless he cares."

"Really?" Marie said and the sarcasm had been not too light either.

Marko hummed in agreement watching the two with wary eyes. Spilling David's cards wasn't a good thing or something they were used to apparently. Marie hummed when they appeared to be serious.

"I guess that's fine, but he needs to understand that I've handled myself this long, I'm not a child." The hands stopped momentarily and she could feel Paul's chest tense up from her side.

"Trust us, he knows."

"Although," Marko emphasized, "Don't say we told you all this otherwise we're gonna be in the shit." She didn't doubt that, the man was the walking embodiment or at least he tried to be the walking embodiment of a brick wall. Tough and unfeeling, but she knew different. The desperation on his face the night she struck the deal was very much apparent as was the happiness she felt from him once the four were reunited again. He certainly wasn't visibly emotional, but that didn't mean he never felt any real emotion. She had been able to learn a few things since but it made sense now as to why he kept the act up. She understood that he cared about not only his but their reputation, it helped them live this long and keep such a nice and hugely ideal territory. Yet, she had been around long enough and he didn't seem to be too open with her. Then again, she understood why and for the very same reason she was contemplating the new turn of events within the small group she entangled with.

"I would never." Marie smiled.

"But what about this?" Marie dragged the situation out further and couldn't help but sit up on her elbows much to the annoyed growl of Paul and a quick, "hey!" from Marko.

"What about this?" Paul asked, taking a second to get what she meant.

"Won't David-." Marie asked despite the lump in her throat at the thought of asking. Her hands were pulling on her t-shirt to avoid the twinge of embarrassment she felt. But why should she feel embarrassed? They had kissed one night but that had been it, the tell, otherwise they just liked getting around. A part of her liked the thought of David being jealous in a way, but another part of her felt curious and speculative to this idea.

Paul chuckled and Marko smirked. Paul had been first to say, "You're real cute you know that, girl?" She didn't answer, tugging her shirt down before looking over her shoulder at him. Human boys had called her cute, but those who knew her true nature didn't quite think so.

Paul sat up, and it was then she remembered he wasn't wearing clothes. Her eyes dragged down his toned torso and if he noticed her, he didn't say anything. A wide smirk pulled at his lips and he leaned back on his hands. "He's got the hots for you too."

"Just won't admit it, but we know." Marko pointed to his temple. Marko had already been half dressed, now attempting to get the sand off of his jacket. The slight breeze reminded her that her bottom half was still bare and she reached out to pull on her skirt and at least attempt to find her shoes. At least they hadn't ripped the skirt despite how very close they had been.

When the three had finally gotten dressed and were standing, she couldn't help but break the somewhat quiet moment.

She couldn't help but wonder, "And you?"