I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, OR THE CHARACTERS.

Chapter Nine:

Things didn't progress how I thought they would. Chris kissed up my body and helped me shed my clothes. Then, he stepped back and watched as Peter disrobed. Peter picked me up and carried me outside. The hot tub was already going. Chris just watched. Peter stepped into the warm water and settled me on his lap, so I was facing him and straddling his legs.

"Are you really ours, sweetheart?" He purred. I nodded and bit my lip.

"I'm yours." I replied. He growled, before fixing his lips to mine. It was full of desire and contentment. It was slow and unhurried. I felt safe and wanted. It felt like we had all the time in the world.

I heard Chris step into the water and I turned to look at him. He just offered me a small smirk and rubbed my back, as Peter pulled me back into our kiss.

This wasn't supposed to work, but it was. They're both older than I am, considerably so, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't part of the appeal. I like that they can take care of me. They're experienced and they know how to make me feel good. They take pleasure in pleasing me. It's just such a nice fucking change. I can see myself falling for them and I know that should scare me, but it doesn't.

"What do you think Stiles would do, if he could see you know?" Chris asked in a low voice. I broke my kiss with Peter and stared at him, panting. Peter just nibbled down my neck. I gasped and involuntarily rocked my hips against his. Chris seemed curious, not jealous. "You should see yourself, baby. You look glorious. How do your daddies make you feel?" He pressed.

"Beautiful, wanted, desirable... You both make me feel safe." I whispered. I knew that my answer wasn't what he was expecting, because Chris looked like the breath got knocked out of him. His eyes softened and he reached over and cupped my cheek. I kissed his palm and stared at him.

"You are, baby. We'll always protect you. We just want you to be happy. We want to take care of you. You let us do that so well. You're such a good girl for us. I don't blame Stiles for wanting you. He didn't know that you were ours. I'm not perfect, baby girl. I get jealous, sometimes. How could I not, when you're so perfect?" He admitted. My heart felt so full and I couldn't pinpoint why. There are so many contributing factors.

Our relationship is confusing, because I don't know how it's supposed to work. I don't have anything to compare it to. It's a first for me and really, I think it's a first for all of us. It's hard not to feel a little overwhelmed.

"When you say things like that... it scares me, you know? I've never had anything like this. The things you make me feel... I just, I know I should be scared because of how strongly I want you both. I know it could end badly, but I'm hoping it doesn't." I breathed.

"We won't hurt you, sweetheart, not unless you ask us to and we've discussed it beforehand." Peter promised, with a mischievous glint in his eye. I rolled my eyes and hit his shoulder, playfully. He let out a low chuckle. "You're trusting us not to and we won't betray that trust." He added, seriously.

"Thank you." I gasped, as he shifted underneath of me.

"You control our pace, baby. We go as fast as you say we go. I still have to ask you about birth control, princess." Chris said. I nodded. Yeah, that's a good idea. It makes sense to discuss it beforehand. I need to not be thinking with my vagina, right now.

"I have a copper IUD and I'm clean. I can't get pregnant. And if by some slim chance I did conceive, the baby wouldn't make it to term. It doubles as an emergency contraceptive. I got tested after I found out that Katherine was cheating on me and I haven't had unprotected sex since then." I told them.

"Would you feel more comfortable with condoms, sweetheart?" Peter asked. I gripped his shoulder underneath my hands to try and get him to still his movements.

"Stop. I can't concentrate, when you're grinding against me." I huffed. He just gave me a shit-eating smirk.

"We're both clean. I have copies on my phone, baby. Do you want to look?" Chris asked me. I nodded, knowing that I should be responsible and not just take their word for it. He got out of the tub and left to get his phone.

"Do you normally use condoms?" I asked Peter, quietly.

"With each other? Or with other people?" Peter purred. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to get my libido in check.

"Both," I said. He trailed his fingertips down my spine.

"With each other? No. With others, normally, yes. If you don't want to, then we won't with you. If you say that we're exclusive, then we trust you to be honest with us and stay faithful, as we will with you. I would rather feel you without wearing one, but I want you to be comfortable, darling." Peter replied. I nodded, wishing Chris would hurry, because I was running out of reasons for not riding Peter.

"I would rather not use them, if we don't need them. I want to feel you inside of me with the barrier. I need Chris to hurry up, because my will power isn't that great." I whined. Peter laughed and moved a hand in between us. He toyed with my clit, before slipping two fingers inside of me. I cried out and rocked my hips against his hand.

"How long has it been, since you've had sex, sweetheart?" He asked me, as he scissored me.

"Over a year," I panted.

"That's why you're so tight." He groaned. Chris came walking over to us and handed me the phone. I skimmed both documents that said they were both clean.

"Please, Daddy, can I ride you? I want you inside of me." I asked Peter, as I handed Chris back his phone.

"Oh sweetheart, you don't have to ask. Such a good, thoughtful girl. How did we get so lucky, Christopher? She's perfect." Peter answered. He removed his fingers and gripped his cock, so I could lower myself onto him.

Chris stepped back into the tub and sat behind us. He watched, as I rode Peter. Peter swore and gripped my hips tightly, helping spur me on.

"This is the hottest thing I've seen, baby." Chris groaned. I could barely concentrate on more than I was feeling. Peter rocked his hips in just the right way and I felt breathless. God, I've missed this, missed sex.

Chris moved a hand to my abdomen and pressed himself against me. He found my sensitive nub and started rubbing.

"Fuck," I cried. My head fell back onto Chris' shoulder. I watched Peter as I could feel myself getting ready to fall apart. How is this my life? "You're so beautiful, Peter." I whispered. He looked at me in surprise and his eyes flashed with an emotion that I couldn't pinpoint.

"Come for me, our good, gorgeous girl. Come on daddy's cock, sweetheart." Peter purred. Chris moved his mouth to the crook of my neck and bit down. The combination was enough to send me flying into my release. I moaned, as I felt Peter finish inside of me. He didn't slow down, just kept moving both of us through our highs. Chris' fingers kept up their sinful ministrations and I was hurdling through another orgasm.

I fell forward and leaned against Peter, spent. He tangled a hand in my hair and moved my mouth to his. I kissed him lazily, and enjoyed feeling him against me. I burrowed closer to his chest and he wrapped an arm around me. I wasn't ready to move away from him yet.

"How do you feel, baby?" Chris asked me, gently.

"Perfect."