The next morning, Roxanne couldn't help but notice that change in her friends step, the change in her eyes or how she smiled. She seemed different and yet the same as she went through her work with a calmness that she'd never seen Felicity possess. She'd felt bad for being so pushy with the whole sex thing, but she'd not known how to be supportive in any other way than blunt and a little too much to the point, it was just who she was. But now, seeing how her friend seemed to be on cloud nine, or pretty damn close to it, she was starting to wonder if she may have created some form of secret nympho.

"Looks like you're happy, guessing your bones are well and truly jumped"

She was expecting a reprimand, some form of verbal onslaught that would always show the blonde's embarrassment at anything personal or sexual. She felt a shiver of panic flutter through her spine as Felicity's eyes fluttered up to meet her own, a coy but devious smile playing on her lips as she placed another document into the completed pile, the end of her pen resting against her lips. When the hell had the blonde learned to look like that!?

"Oh my dear Roxanne… you have no idea. And I plan to taste other fruits tonight"

Felicity was partly putting it on to rattle the other, knowing she was successful as the red head stuttered and seemed to lose her usual cocky confidence as she shuffled her paperwork and made an excuse to go see Felix, clearly not knowing what to do now Felicity had lost her innocence.

She wasn't lying however, she did intend to taste more of what her mates could show her… And tonight would be particularly delicious. After all, he'd had it coming for a while.

*Later that night*

She smiled at herself in the mirror, adjusting the bust line of her thin white work shirt that she'd undone three buttons on to show a teasing glance of her pushed up cleavage, making sure to took it neatly into the plaid mid-thigh skirt before pulling up the black stockings to attached them to the garter securely and running her fingers through her hair, fanning it out to add body as it flowed past her shoulders and completed the look she was going for. She knew what would have him on edge, and tonight just so happened to be his turn to spend with her. Normally to go over the accounts or any other business for the coven, but tonight… she would be addressing a much older and more enticing matter.

She glided from her room, feeling empowered by the stares of those who saw her, knowing that his own gaze upon her would be so much more exciting. She could almost taste him in her anticipation, could feel the ghost of his fingers that she had yet to feel. Marcus had been a fabulous lover for gentle and loving, but he would be passionate and possibly a little possessive after her tryst with his brother.

She took a calming breath as she reached his office door, carefully taking the handle as she prepared, a sensual smile coming to her lips as she opened the door and rested against the doorframe.

"Sorry I'm late Caius… I got caught up with other matters"

Caius felt a wave of relief pass over him at the sound of her voice, it had been a long day filled with dealing with the guard and assessing the damage caused by Bree after Demetri had managed to entice her ability out more fully. They would have to study it more, but it seemed that Bree wasn't truly the one controlling her ability, more like a spirit protecting her from danger. It was something he had never known and it had given him a fair bit of stress, the sound of his sweet Felicity's voice was enough to wash all that away.

His eyes drifted up however and his stress was washed away only to be replaced by tension like he had never felt before. She was leaning against the doorway, leg hitched up slightly to reveal more thigh than he'd ever seen on his treasure, her lower lip taken between her teeth as she seemed to be waiting for his response, the confidence in her eyes seemed to send his dead heart into overdrive as she pushed from the frame with languid fluidity and glided towards hi desk to rest her elbows against the wood, the low cut of her blouse causing his fists to clench into the arms of his chair. He could only imagine the view of her backside in that skirt.

"What's the matter my love? You seem so stressed"

She was teasing him. Her encounter with Marcus had created a devil. He couldn't take his eyes away as she moved beside him and perched on the edge of his desk. He'd envisioned this so many times, dreamt of claiming her over this very desk, but he'd never thought it could truly happen. Her fingers danced along the line of his jaw, that teasing smile starting to stir something within him as she spoke in a low voice.

"Perhaps I could help?"

The final clasp on the restraint he'd held for years finally snapped as he flew from his chair and pushed her down onto the cold surface, the surprise in her eyes sending a hot flame through his being as he pinned her hands above her head and leaned in to trace his lips along her throat, his words a sensual tickle along her flesh as she felt her own body quiver at the sudden change in power… She was at his mercy, it was how he had always liked it.

"Oh my little treasure, you can always help… But are you ready for such a thing, I am not such a gentle man like Marcus, I will make you scream, and I will make you beg…. I will show you a different side of pleasure"

Her thighs clenched together as a flood of emotion crashed over her, a whimper escaping her lips as his lips pressed against her throat and one of his hands moved to her thigh, dancing upwards to trace the hem of her panties, ghosting along the fragile garment. Her nails dug into the desk, creating deep grooves into the solid surface as she felt his teeth graze along her throat, tongue gliding along sensitive flesh towards the firm mound of her breasts as his free hand tore the fabric of her blouse open to reveal his first prize.

"I have waited for this, my little treasure… You realise that if you do not turn away from me now, I may not be able to control myself"

Their eyes met, his hands stopping for a moment, one cupping her breast as the other sat tantalizingly close to the bundle of nerves at her centre. She knew what he meant, knew that he would be a rough lover, but god she wanted it more than anything right now. The fire in her veins was intoxicating as she moved her thighs to wrap around him, catching the flames in his own eyes become stronger as her movements pressed them closer together.

"I know Caius… I want this, please… show me your passion"

It was all he needed to hear as he growled low in her chest, hand grasping the flimsy fabric of her panties and ripping them from her as she cried out at the sudden exposure. His smile was devious as those devilish hands pushed roughly at her skirt to bunch it around her hips.

"Did Marcus taste you, my love? Did he taste the sweetness of your body like I will?"

He didn't give her a chance to reply, a cry of mixed pleasure and shock escaping her parted lips as fell to his knees and buried his face in her core, tongue lapping at her wetness like a starved animal desperate to devour its first meal. She twisted upon the desk as that skilled tongue moved to work on that sensitive bundle of nerves which shot sparks up her spine with each flick and swirl he caressed it with. The fire in the base of her stomach was growing, that raging inferno that threatened to devour her was ready to explode.

"Let go, let me taste your pleasure and I will show you my own passion"

Her body responded, that wave of pleasure crashing over her as she screamed her first release, Caius moving to stand once more, unbuckling his trousers enough to release the painful erection from its confines, eyes gleaming in victory at the sight of his dishevelled mate upon the desk, her thighs spread and bare from the waist down, her blouse ripped open and no longer fit for purpose. She looked like an angel fallen from heaven, ready to fall further to his desires.

"C-Caius… Aren't you going to undress?"

He grinned. So innocent to think that he would follow what she thought was normal for sex. He liked to feel dominant, remain clothed while she lay bare to his eyes. He chose not to speak now, brain unwilling to form words through his arousal as he flipped her onto her stomach, plump backside angled for his taking as he lined up and slammed home, basking in the startled cry of pleasure she gave that mixed with his guttural growl of joy, she felt better than he had ever imagined as he set a brutal pace that had her pleading for more, throat arched and lips parted in bliss as he pinned her arms behind her back and pulled her hair roughly. He couldn't change how he liked to fuck and, if the look of bliss on her face was anything to go by, she didn't want him too either.

"You like me fucking you like this don't you, treasure, like to feel dominated and at my mercy whilst I take my pleasure"

Her eyes snapped open at the crudity of his words, the sheer obscenity of it, the filth of how he had spoken his endearing name for her sending a fresh wave of excitement to her core as her walls clamped down and a second wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her cries and screams for more were not the answer he wanted however as a firm hand slapped the flesh of her ass.

"Answer me or I will pull out and finish myself off onto your pretty backside"

He was pure filth and dominance in this moment, and deep down she knew to have expected this. She loved it, couldn't bare for him to stop as she gave him what he wanted, a sense of embarrassment at her own crudity.

"God yes, please, fuck me harder, I want to feel you buried deep inside me"

He purred in delight as he took a bruising grip of her hips and renewed his effort, his angle changing to hit deeper as he felt the tightness build I his own stomach, he was so close. He leaned towards her ear, pressing against her back and feeling a spark of joy as her head arched back to rest against his shoulder, giving him a perfect view of her pleasured expression. He knew that Marcus had definitely not had her like this.

"I'm close, little treasure. So close to filling you like I always craved"

As if on cue, her inner walls clamped down on him, a roar of bliss ripping from his lungs as he was finally sent hurtling over the edge of a pleasurable abyss, collapsing onto her back as he peppered kisses along her back.

"Are you ok my love?"

She gave a contented sigh as she turned her head to place a kiss on his lips, a gentle smile on her face that soothed his worries that he had gone too far as she spoke.

"I am fine Caius, more than fine…. Though I hope you have a spare shirt of coat in your office… You have ruined my outfit"

He simply laughed, pulling himself from her as he set about the task of finding something to cover her once more. He felt on cloud nine, blissed out beyond his wildest dreams and more than a little eager to relive the experience.

*Aro's office – same time*

Aro snarled as he stared at the walls, the sounds of pleasured screams irritating him to no end as it became clear that Caius had beaten him to their mate.

"I am going to dismember those brothers of mine"

*back with Caius and Felicity*

Her eyes closed to the world, she basked in the peaceful comfort of Caius' arms as they lay together on the office sofa, Caius whispering softly in her ear as she traced gentle patterns along the muscles of his forearm. She felt wonderful, like she'd opened a new door and found forbidden treasures within for herself alone. But only one small worry ruined this moment of perfection.

Aro.

A jealous man by nature, he would know that he was now the only brother left not fully mated to her and it would be driving him insane. She shivered at the thought of what he may do, knowing that he would have something planned.

But maybe that was why she had left him till last. To savour the one who would play games and teach the final lesson.