Amara stirred in her bed. She wasn't overly hot like she normally was. She was actually pleasantly cool. She snuggled further into the source of comfort enjoying the feeling of cool skin against hot. She smelt the person before seeing them. In her mind she just thought last night was a really good dream. One that she wouldn't make a reality any time soon, but then she opened her eyes. Looking at a pearlescent chest Amara roamed her eyes up and saw Aro staring down at her. Gasping, she kicked herself away from him only for Aro's arms to tighten around her.
"Now don't run from me after last night, cara mia," his red eyes bore into her hazel blue ones, "Now that you're awake, we have much to discuss."
She felt her heart in her throat. 'Having sex with Aro clearly wasn't a dream,' she thought as she felt his skin against hers. Her heart picked up its pace. "Aro," she breathed his name, "Let me go."
"I don't think you really want that, now do you, cara mia," Aro's eyes never leaving hers. He leaned in, "Last night you wanted me to hold you. Asked me to stay even. What has changed?"
Her brows drew together and a flash of anger spread throughout her body. She didn't know if it was because of him or because of herself, but she knew one thing. She was going to take it out on him. "I did not forget what you almost did to me," she spat out, "And if you think fucking me would make me forgive you, then you're dumber than I thought. Now let me go."
He huffed a sigh before releasing her as she commanded. "You know, Amarantha, you give very mixed signals."
"I'm blaming the alcohol," she stated as she grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around her body.
"You know most people do that, but it isn't the alcohol's fault. They just did what they really wanted to do," he said the truth, "It is called liquid courage for a reason."
"Shut up, Aro," she called out over her shoulder as she reached the bathroom. She quickly spun around to see him right behind her in all his glory. She couldn't help her eyes drifting downward and widen. He looked bigger than she imagined. 'That really fit inside me,' she questioned herself before scolding herself for thinking about that.
"Like what you see," he arched a brow before she slammed the door in his face and locked it, "What? Can't handle the truth, Amarantha?"
'No,' she shouted inside her head, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Of course deep down she wanted him. She had wanted him before he did what he did, but then it happened causing her feelings to be even more confusing. Now she was just mad.
She let the sheet drop and saw the hand prints along her body and the love bites that littered it. She looked like a common prostitute. She needed to let the bruises heal for once before continuing any sexual activities with these vampires. Her eyes strayed to the necklace around her neck. She still couldn't believe it worked especially now that she was a hundred percent sober. She took it off and placed it on the counter. Sighing, Amara turned on the walk in shower and allowed the water to get hot before jumping in and pampering herself. She thought the longer she took in there the better. She wanted Aro to be gone when she got out so she thought she'd give him as much time as possible.
Once she was thoroughly scrubbed clean to the point where her skin was raw, she finally stepped out of the shower. She took her time drying off, applying lotion to her skin, and moisturizer to her face. Before anything else she put the necklace back on. When she was sure she had spent enough time inside the bathroom, she finally opened the door with a towel wrapped around her body and her head to keep her wet hair off of her. She sighed when she didn't see Aro, but in his place was Caius sitting in one of the chairs there.
She bit her lip before acknowledging him, "Hey."
"Hello," he sounded angry like her.
'What was his problem,' she wondered.
"How are you doing," she decided to ask, maybe he would tell her what was bothering him. She could really use someone to talk to right now.
"Oh I'm just great," he said sarcastically, "So you decided to sleep with Aro before giving me a second chance?"
"Caius, it isn't what it looks like," she tried reasoning with him.
He just shook his head, "Going to blame it on being drunk? Well that doesn't make it better. If anything it makes it worse."
"Please don't be angry with me, I'm already angry at myself for the both of us," she muttered, her eyes cast downward.
He zoomed to be in front of her. His hand reached out and cupped her cheek, "You should have called for Marcus or me. We wouldn't have taken advantage of you."
"That's the thing. Caius," she whispered, "Aro was right. I was still in control of my actions. That's what makes it so bad."
"You still had alcohol in your system which should have prevented him from continuing," Caius tried justifying.
"I practically begged for it," her brows furrowed. She was upset and not at Aro. How could he have resisted when she said she was only tipsy. Why did she have to be a frisky drunk?
Caius drew her almost naked form into a hug which she leaned into heavily. "Am I a bad person," she looked up at him doe eyed.
"Yes and no, but who isn't bad," he answered her honestly. Caius brought her face toward his, his eyes staring deep into hers, "Amara, you can only fix this by admitting the truth, not only to yourself, but to Aro as well."
"I thought I just said what was true. I-I wanted him last night, Caius. Deep down I want all of you and that's so hard to admit because doesn't that make me a whore? Wanting three very different men all at once. It's confusing and intimidating at the same time," her eyes lowered from his as she mumbled her way from her rant. She stared at his lips before sinking lower. She should be thinking about them this way. It has been how long and she's been trying to fight what has been within her this whole time?
He trapped her lips against his in a spur of the moment kiss. His tongue ran along her bottom lip asking for permission to enter. She granted him access to her mouth which he dominated quickly. Just as soon as the kiss began it ended with him pulling away from her. His hands were on her face. Her eyes closed from the tingling feeling of where his lips once were.
"Look at me, mia amore," he commanded. Her eyelids slid open to find his face mere inches away. "You will never be a whore to us. You are our mate. Granted I'd rather have to not share you at all, but I am willing to especially since it is with my brothers. You say you've been wanting us. You don't know how much I've been waiting to hear you say that, but are you sure about this? I'm not saying you should rethink it, but this is something that is a big deal. If you finally accept us as your mates there is no going back. I know from my end I will never give you up. You are the reason my dead heart feels like it beats again. You brought Marcus back to life and for that I know Aro and I are grateful for, you're making Aro rethink his manipulative ways which I know Marcus and I are grateful for, and you have made me calmer than I've even been since you've arrived in my life which I am sure my brothers are grateful for. You have changed everything, Amarantha. We want you in our life's for all eternity. We just need you to get mentally better before we change you. We can't risk losing you. It would destroy us if anything were to happen to you. Do you understand?"
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. She never realized fully how important she actually was to them. She still doesn't think she fully can grasp it. There was a dull ache within her chest just thinking about all three of them. She sniffled, "I think so. I know I've been told this before, but I've never truly understood it. Caius, why do I feel like life would be meaningless without y'all?"
"It's partly the bond, but I'd like to think you have developed feelings for us," he wiped a stray tear from under her eye.
"Why would Aro hurt me like he did," her voice was small.
Caius' face twisted in anger remembering how Aro almost took her against her will, "I hate to repeat this, but there is a beast like side to us. He let his take control over himself at that moment, just like I have done in the past. It is not an excuse, but the reason. Now that you initiated the bonding process with all of us you might feel a certain way from now on."
Her head cocked to the side, "Like how?"
"You might grow to need us," he said, his eyes searching hers, "might even grow to love us all."
She didn't know what to think. Could she possibly do that? She felt like it was to soon to tell if she loved them. She knew she loved Marcus, but Caius and Aro? She cared for Caius for sure. Aro on the other hand was low on the totem pole. Now she went and mucked things up with sleeping with him. But God it felt so good to be with him. How he had stretched her and filled her so nicely. He definitely knew what he was doing when it came to sex. Oh how she felt fucked, literally and figuratively.
She bit her lip subconsciously which drew Caius eyes to her mouth. His thumb went to her lip and ran along the bottom. He finally let his eyes scan all of her, noticing the necklace, "Amara, where did you get that?"
She followed his eyes to the piece of jewelry around her neck, "You mean this?"
"Yes that," he answered, going to touch it.
"Don't do that," she said, but it was too late.
He touched the necklace and was burned. He hissed and brought his hand back, "Gods dammit, what the hell is it and where did you get it?"
"I- Would you believe me when I say I think I encountered a real witch," she asked.
"A witch? And you took jewelry from a witch because," his eyes remained on the necklace before roaming up to hers.
"Well there was this shop I went to yesterday and this woman said it had been waiting for me and that it would keep people from reading my future and thoughts. I wasn't going to take it, but she put it around my neck before I could really say no. Now I don't want to take it off because when Aro touched me he couldn't read me and I enjoyed that to the point I begged him for sex and now we are here," her long winded rant over with.
Caius tried following along as best as he could, "So this object could have been cursed and you still took it on the off chance it wasn't?"
"I didn't even think of it," she mumbled.
"You're never leaving this estate again without one of us, you realize that right," he asked her.
"That seems unfair, Caius," she sighed.
"Unfair? I feel like it is reasonable considering you took something from what you think was a witch. You need to know that vampires and witches tend to not get a long for various reasons," he shook his head in disbelief, "You need to take it off and get rid of it."
"No, Caius, I will not," she stomped her foot, "If for the first time I can touch Aro and not have him invade my privacy then I will be keeping it as long as possible. And so they are real?"
"Look I know the appeal to having your thoughts guarded, but you don't know the downside to having this yet," he looked into her eyes, "There are many things that are real that you have yet to learn, Amara. Beware of the supernatural."
"There's more," she questioned to which he nodded his head. He started to disrobe in front of her slowly. "Caius, what are you doing?"
"Showing you the dangers that lay outside our door," his suit jacket laid on the ground followed quickly by his shirt.
Amara gasped at the deep scars that laid on his chest. Her hand reached out to touch them, "May I?"
He gave a nod of his head giving her permission. Her hands slid along the rigged deep marks across his chest. They looked like they could be claw marks from a really big animal. She stepped even closer to him, "Caius, where did you get these?"
"Werewolves," he breathed only one word. He was struggling to not throw her down and fuck her with how gentle of a touch she had against the ugliest part of him. He swallowed his venom thickly.
"Werewolves exist," she was in shock.
"Along with many other things, Amara, which is why you should never trust a stranger especially now that you're a part of our lives," Caius hissed when he felt her lean in and kiss one of his scars.
Amara couldn't help herself. She imagined what ever pain he went through to receive these was immense. It was when she placed a second kiss and he growled did she look up at his face. His eyes were black and teeth bared. She looked down seeing that his fists were clenched and another part of him was stirring awake.
"Amarantha, if you don't want me to take you as roughly as I can, I would stop what you're doing," he growled.
She stilled in what she was doing to think. Did she just want to throw caution to the wind? She already had sex with Aro last night and was still angry with him. She was no longer angry with Caius and had yet to sleep with him again. She kept her eyes locked with his as she lowered down and placed another kiss to one of his scars as if testing his patience was a good idea.
Caius immediately pounced her. He was animalistic in nature. Growling as he ripped her towel from her, baring her skin to his greedy eyes. His hands gripped her fleshy back side and picked her up before slamming her against a wall. He attacked her lips with his own. Not really giving her enough time to process what exactly was about to happen.
One of his hands held her up as another went down to open his pants up and allowed them to slid down his muscular legs before kicking them off. His member sprung from the confines and without delay was rubbing against her sex. He swallowed her gasp with his mouth as continued grinding against her, slicking up his cock before he found her entrance. He didn't give her any time to object to his ministrations. He glided right into her and started to pound up into her tight cunt.
Amara's hands wrapped around his shoulders and her legs trapped him around his hips. He kept pistoning in and out of her at an inhuman pace. There was nothing gentle about Caius and sex. That is what she needed right now. She didn't want any love making. She wanted to just be fucked, to forget about everything and only think about this moment between the two of them.
She was like puddy within his hands and he couldn't get enough of her. He was careful as to not break her, but he was not gentle in how he went about gripping her. His hands slid her up and down his length causing her breasts to bounce in his face. His mouth latched onto one and without warning bit into it, drawing blood out and accidentally pouring some venom into her. She screamed and withered around him until he sucked and swirled his tongue around her nipple. He sucked his venom and her blood out of her and swallowed copious amounts of the substance. He only pulled back when she pleaded, "No more Caius."
Amara felt dizzy from the sex and loss of blood from her system. She had not expected him to bite her breast like he just did, but for some reason it turned her on far more than it should have. As his thrusts became deeper and harder, she felt her climax fast approaching. She didn't think of it, but her blood was leaking from her tit and smearing on both of their bodies as they continued rutting against each other. They were covered in the liquid sticky red substance and neither of them cared.
Caius felt his balls tightening and could soon spend himself deep within his mate, but before he could do that he needed her to orgasm. He reached his hand between their bodies and found the bundle of nerves between her thighs and let his fingers rub harsh circles on it. This caused her legs and body to spasm around him. He felt her tighten around him and heard her screaming his name which told him he didn't have to hold back anymore. He picked up his pace some more if that were even possible. He was speeding in and out of her till with a roar he stilled. Spurts of his seed kissed her womb as he came deep within his mate.
Amara laid limp against the wall and Caius. She could see stars in her vision. Her breathing was quick and heavy. Did she really just get fucked by Caius and did she really just enjoy it? She looked up with her eyes half open finding his still black. "Caius," her hand went from around his neck to his cheek.
"I need more," his throat gruff as he started to move within her again only this time his thrusts were slow.
"Caius, I-," she began to protest.
He covered her mouth with his. The kiss was intense and full of emotion. He poured his love he felt for her into it. Caius kept her pressed up against him as he walked them back into the bathroom. He was going to show her how much he loved her while cleaning her.
Amara whimpered against him as he continued to enter and exit her slowly. She wasn't prepared for this at all. She had only expected the rough sex and that's all. Now he was giving her aftercare with a gentle version of what he just did to her. Her eyes were closed, but she heard him turn the shower water back on. He carried them into the shower and immediately let the water wash over them as he continued to thrust up into her.
He finally released her lips to allow her to breath. She was panting against him while her fingers dug into his shoulders. He pressed her gently against the wall this time and allowed her to slowly move with him. He felt her lift herself up and down against him. "Let me love you," he murmured against the shell of her ear.
She breath hitched. She didn't know what to say to that. Her head wasn't really working right now. She had sex brain right at this moment. "Please, Caius, more," she moaned out.
They spent what felt like forever lip locked and thrusting with each other. Both just enjoying the other's touch. Words of love passed from Caius' mouth and Amara absorbed them all to think about when she wasn't in a haze. They reached their climax together and afterwards he began to wash off her body that had previously been clean. She watched the pool of red from her lightly bleeding chest disappear along with the cum that leaked from between her thighs.
Her legs were shaky which Caius helped keep her up by bracing her against himself. He knelt in front of her and began to wash her intimate area. She hissed when she felt his fingers at her opening. He looked up at her through his reddening eyes, the dark iris' slowly shrinking back to normal. "Are you okay, mia amore," his voice tender.
She bit her lip and nodded her head, "Please be gentle with me, Caius, I feel as if I'll break if you do anything else to my body."
He smirked devilishly, "I am ready for you to be a vampire. You won't tire so easily then."
She gave a soft laugh, "Is that so? You only want to fuck me."
"Amara I want more than that," he looked at her eyes again, "I feel as if I've just proven to you I want more than just fucking."
This was the part that scared her. Did she really want to develop feelings for these men? No, but it was too late for her. She felt something. Was it full blown love for Caius? No, not yet, but she cared deeply for him. Her hand went to his wet hair as he leaned forward and placed a kiss to her round stomach. He began to kiss up her body as he stood from cleaning her and flicked his tongue across the abused breast that he had bit into. She tensed up from the feeling which he just smiled into.
"Caius, did you mean what you said," she questioned him.
"I meant every last word," his face serious. He caressed her cheek before bringing her close to him, "You mean everything to me."
She took a moment before saying, "I can't say I love you, Caius, but I can say I care for you deeply."
"I'll take what I can get," he kissed her forehead before finishing washing her in the steaming hot water.
She enjoyed the pleasant touches her gave her and he enjoyed the one's she gave him in return. They eventually exited the shower and began drying the other off. He reapplied lotion to her skin, massaging it in thoroughly. After that he let her wrap her hair up and she also put a towel around her body. When they exited the bathroom Caius went over to his clothes and began to redress while she went to her closet to find something to wear.
She chose to actually wear matching underwear for once with small holes fishnets. A top that, she wore a simple burgundy dress that had a heart shaped bodice and thick straps on her shoulders. It cinched at her waist and flowed down to above her knees. Her feet were clad in studded boots that had a thick platform heel on them. She had forgotten that she was wearing the necklace and dried it off as best she could with her towel. It at least matched what she was wearing.
She stepped out of her closet and saw Caius standing in the middle of her room slowly buttoning up his shirt. She walked over to him and started to help him button up the rest of the way. He smiled down at her. "You look magnificent, il mio tesoro," he said, leaning and kissing her lips.
She kissed him back before pulling away, "I might believe you if I didn't have a towel still on my head."
She walked away to the bathroom to take it off and let her hair down. She applied product to her hair and left it down to dry naturally. She put on her usual makeup along with a black lip. While she was applying her lip Caius approached her from behind. He moved her hair to one side and kissed her neck, mindful of the necklace that lay there.
"Don't make me mess up, black is really hard to correct," she said as she finished her last swipe of liner on her bottom lip.
"You need to take your medicine, mia amore and then go to your appointment that we're," he looked at a pocket watch he had, "Two hours late for."
Her eyes widened, "I'm so dead."
"No I am sure you're pretty alive, cara mia," he said, kissing her again and running his hands over her hips.
"Caius, stop. You've had your fun," she said, a smile present on her face.
"If I am correct, you had fun as well, Amara," he smirked at her through the mirror.
"You made me forget about a lot of things which I am grateful for," she whispered, turning to him.
His eyes were their usual red when she looked into them meaning he was back to normal. 'Well as normal as Caius could be,' she thought. Sighing, she followed him to her room where her pills were sat on the table with a glass of water. She quickly took them and told Caius she was ready. He picked her up and they zoomed through the hallways. It was time for her to return to reality and not her little fantasy world she just shared with Caius. She released a sigh as she stood outside the door to her new doctor. This being only her third session and she was already late to it. She could only imagine what Dr. Penterghast must think of her. Caius left her to her doom as she knocked on the door. Amara was not looking forward to being held accountable for her actions.