Shortly after Allison had left her, Lydia heard the front door open and voices disappear after it closed again. While she had listened earlier to her friends talking about the possibility that the twins might stay to watch over her, she hadn't been able to tell with certainty if they were still in the house. All things considered she would not blame them if they took off with the others.
While she wanted to go downstairs to find out if that was the case, she wasn't sure if she really wanted to face Aiden. Lydia was not mad at him for jumping to the wrong conclusion, but she was mad at him for not listening to her and then outing her in front of her friends.
It was not even like Peter had left her a choice, which hadn't bothered her because everything about his willful invasion of her bed had been welcome but had he asked her for permission Lydia knew out of pure stubbornness she would have told him to get lost. Then she would have spent the night in a slowly warming bed and probably another nightmare and bruise.
What finally got her to head downstairs was her stomach signalling her that it will not tolerate her refusal of a decent breakfast any longer. On her way to the kitchen, she saw that both Twins were sitting on the couch looking at her with embarrassed but much friendlier faces.
"Aiden would like to say something to you." With that Ethan socked his brother in the arm.
Lydia was a bit skeptical, wondering how much of what he was going to say would be of his own volition. From the look he gave her, she at least felt that he was a bit sorry.
"I wanted you to know, that it wasn't my intention to embarrass you. I really like you - that scent on you, the blood in your room - I just freaked out thinking someone did that to you." He paused glancing at Ethan who gave him the 'you're-on-your-own' look. "I know you want your space - but I feel very protective of you. You might not be a werewolf but we think of you as pack. Not being able to protect you …"
His voice trailed off as if not sure that saying more would hurt or help his apology. It was only fair for him to know why she was so upset with him.
"It's not that you jumped to the wrong conclusion, Aiden," Lydia looked at him, unhappy that they had to turn this into some 'protecting her' issue, when it was not. She tried to keep her frustration down so her tone was not too accusatory. "You didn't listen to me - I told you nothing happened and you didn't care."
"I guess, I was also a bit jealous," he admitted.
The decent thing would probably be to reply that there was no reason to be jealous but Lydia knew this would be a lie. She wasn't sure about the exact reason or maybe there were more than one. There were three she could think about: the mind-blowing sex during that ritual, the fact that now, instead of tormenting her through her dreams, he was guarding her from them instead and that he was willing to help her in discovering what else she could do.
"Peter isn't my favourite person in the world either, but he knows more about this than anyone and he owes me. Everyone acts as if this latest stunt was the worst thing that he ever did to me. Well, it was not and nobody had a problem accepting his help after last years events. So why the reluctance now?"
Ethan took a deep breath. "Maybe because the very idea that he raped you was something that none of the others could forgive. It's after all one of the worst and most despicable things to do to another person."
Lydia would agree with him, that made it all the worse for her. She did not felt like a victim, but she knew she should and worst of all, she was not the only one who had been raped that night. Peter had used her to violate Deucalion, to rip his powers from him and just maybe that was the real reason she felt so reluctant to say anything about it.
"Even if," she began when she felt she had her firm voice back. "that were the case, shouldn't my wishes be the ones that count? Instead of using the information to do what everyone always wanted to do anyway."
Aiden stared at the ground, then back at her. "Of course, if we act against him - it will because he's behind the killings or because you've asked us to."
Offering to kill someone on her say so was not exactly high on her list of romantic gestures but Lydia took it in the spirit it was certainly meant in. "Thanks - I guess," she leaned forward and kissed Aiden. "Although, I can tell you that in all likelihood this means you won't be doing anything to him."
"You're pretty sure that he didn't do these killings." Ethan sounded curious and she decided to explain as best as she could why that was. Emphasizing that she was not ruling out the possibility that Peter had influenced her in a way she hadn't realised but that it was her dreams that convinced her. He was right about there being something undead. Something that was not stuck in between - that felt dead, cold and evil. Whatever had happened last year, the feeling of dread that handless thing caused her was a dozen times more terrifying than Peter and his creepy dream messages.
"I'm hungry," Lydia rounded up the conversation when her stomach rumbled for everyone to hear. "Not sure there is enough left in the fridge for everyone …"
"Just give me a list then, I'll go out and bring something back and you make yourself a quick snack," Ethan suggested.
She could tell he meant it, which is why she then suggested that they all take a look for what the three of them would need for tonight and the next day. Afterwards she made herself a shake with the rest of the milk, a yoghurt and some frozen bananas and strawberries, while Aiden made them the rest of the bacon with the last three eggs.
After Ethan went out to shop with the money she gave him, Aiden surprised her by suggesting they clean her room of the blood. "If you're not comfortable - I can do it alone."
Lydia did not want to stand back. She wasn't that sure how to handle blood stains of this magnitude but after googling it on the internet while Aiden inspected the intense damage she found the information she was looking for. It took a lot of soaking and scrubbing but with Mrs. Allen's comprehensive cleaning tools and detergent, they managed to scrub the blood out of the linens and then run them through the washing machine. The actual bedding was a bit harder and Lydia ended up rolling it up and packing it for the cleaners. Just as they had finally begun tackling the blood splatter on her nightstand and the mattress, Ethan returned with delicious smelling Chinese food and a movie.
It was the new version of the Three Musketeers that had been in cinemas last year, when none of them had really felt like going out. Not that she was that keen on the movie, as a kid she had watched the Disney version and while she had liked that then, after reading the books in French when she was thirteen, she felt the adaptations lacked a bit. But she did not complain, it was after all just a movie and if the two of them wanted to watch it, she could roll with it.
Initial fears that she might not be able to stop herself from pointing out just how far this was from the books were quickly forgotten, when they ended up enjoying the eye-candy and laughing at just how ridiculous it was. While Aiden was complaining about the lack of nudity on behalf of the lead actress, she and Ethan had tons of fun giving the guys ratings on sex appeal, who looked the silliest and other tid bits.
Even before they got the end of the movie, another fascinating development was taking place. Lydia found herself in surprisingly close proximity to both twins. Aiden's arm reaching around her back taking a hold on her waist as he pulled her closer did not surprise her. It was the fact that Ethan had his arm around her as well with one hand on her shoulder. That and him leaning against her cheek on her other side.
Letting out a small sigh as she just enjoyed the attention, she soon found that she had two hands on her thighs with Aiden's hand moving under her skirt. With Ethan suddenly kissing her neck, it quickly became clear that this was not just movie snuggling. It was a pretty hot thought, one that had crossed her mind before, but one that she had never brought up. After all she was not exactly Ethan's type - being the wrong gender and of course him not being exactly on the market.
"Hey, not that I'm complaining but what about Danny?"
It was a question that had to be asked; if she was going again where her arousal led her, then she needed to make sure she was not screwing over the wrong person. Ethan seemed quite unoffended as he got closer to her ear. "Once he finds out everything, he'll understand. This is about connection, not just between my brother and me …"
Aiden chimed in. "As I said earlier, you might not be a werewolf but we still like to see you as pack."
"In a real pack, we comfort each other - together we can just do that a lot better. Unless it makes you uncomfortable, then I can go or let you get a room."
That explanation seemed good enough for Lydia. It vaguely occurred to her that maybe they should not just rely on Danny's understanding before they explained anything. Then her hand reached for Ethan's hand on her shoulder to show that he was welcome, while she leaned towards Aiden and kissed him. Which encouraged him to pull down her panties leaving his fingers enough room to tease her most sensitive spot. At the same time Ethan proved that he knew what to do with his tongue and mouth as he alternatively kissed her neck, earlobes and let his tongue run wild.
It was Aiden who eventually pulled her upper body on his left, while Ethan did the same for her legs. It was almost going to slow for her taste but there was something about the caring way with which she was handled that made her adapt to their pace. Finding the other hand now between her legs, Aiden held her tightly kissing her as best as he knew how. Ethan quite proficiently peeled her out of her long boots and pantihose and then stroke along her legs in a way that made her feel quite jealous of Danny.
Ethan continued by pushing her slip down a bit further for his brother to reach, Lydia found herself almost half-naked. Her skirt was still covering a little but it had moved quite a bit. There was something else that she noticed when she again coaxed again into a different position: the twins seemed to know exactly what the other wanted to do. So she found herself kneeling on the sofa in an ideal position to loosen some of Ethan's clothes.
It was so different from the usual hectic way they got rid of all those hindering clothes. So she took great care to open button by button - it was probably a good thing, too. The way they usually tended to tear off their shirts must be hell on their resources. Lydia made a note to maybe coax them to go shopping with her. While she was busy with Ethan's top Aiden stripped her off her tops and then unclasped her bra. By that time she had pushed down the shirt, unbuckled Ethan's belt and was now pulling down the zipper.
Then Lydia kissed him, feeling a bit awkward as her now naked breasts brushed against his chest making her nipples tighten. There was no holding back on both sides. This time it was Ethan who pulled her against his chest while his brother took care of her legs and skirt. Afterwards he came just close enough to enable her to tug down the zipper of his sweater. Which she did with Ethan's tongue jammed down her throat.
But just because the two of them handled the main coordination did not mean she wasn't capable of being proactive as well. She turned off the dumb tv and freed herself from Ethan to get on with the undressing. Not that she did either of those in a hurry, she just signalled she wanted to move and they obliged her. Aiden even stood up so she could pull down his pants as far as she could reach with Ethan wrapping one arm around her waist. The rest he took care of himself before kneeling next to her on the sofa, pulling her tighter.
Lydia let out a satisfied moan as she felt his fingers back between her legs. His thumb massaged her while a fingers slipped into the already slightly wet opening. Behind her she heard Ethan removing his clothes as well and then she was surrounded by two firm, naked bodies that were hot in more than one way.
While Aiden clearly took charge of getting her ready, Lydia found herself surprised when she felt Ethan brushing hard and eager against her. First, she felt the growing erection against her thighs and cheeks, just as she felt Aiden slip a third finger inside her. Which made it, despite the slow pace, really hard to focus on much of anything else. She thought she heard a condom being opened but having her mouth full of Aiden's tongue, she hadn't really cared.
Then she felt Aiden's fingers giving way to his brother's erection. Moaning in pleasure as she felt him pushing her all the way down, Lydia found it hard to breathe and tore her mouth free. Throwing her head back, her neck was almost immediately occupied on both sides by two eager mouths. Just as her body was held by four strong arms and then slowly moved up and down.
The slow build up made her even more eager but with Aiden proving that he was a good learner by sucking on her breast in a very pleasing way, she was willing to just let them run the show. After a time that seemed way too long, she felt Aiden's fingers touch her, stimulating her as Ethan began moving inside her as opposed to them moving her. It was almost torture feeling her body driven to climax at what seemed like a snail's pace. When she finally got there, it was pure bliss and they had no problem keeping her there. It was not until she clung with her arms around Aiden's neck panting and not being much aware of anything else, that Ethan allowed himself to come.
Catching her breath she found herself cuddled up against Aiden and Ethan cuddling up against her. If their plan had been to comfort her, she did indeed feel so much better after this extraordinary disastrous day. It was too bad this was just a special circumstance scenario because with his brother around, there was something different about Aiden.
"What about you?" she finally asked him
"This is about you …" Aiden said and kissed her forehead.
Lydia let her hand run over his side thinking about whether she should leave it at that or if she wanted another round. Right now she felt pretty okay with where she was at. A bit later, maybe she'd find the time to reward him for being so utterly unselfish and doing his best to apologize for not listening to her earlier.
As Allison had pointed out she was way too forgiving, although this time it seemed warranted. Then there was her want for more. Lydia was not sure how much time had passed with her lying there an odd bundle of intertwined arms and legs, when it became utterly necessary to disentangle herself.
"Everything okay?" Aiden asked her.
"Oh yes," Lydia smiled as she got up from the couch, steadying herself on his shoulder. "My leg fell asleep. That's all."
Ethan smiled and Aiden grinned at her before he placed a long kissed on her lips. Then he asked. "So what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to slowly walk into the kitchen, get something to drink - then I'm going to get upstairs and into the shower and you are welcome to join me then." With that she kissed him and walked away hoping her leg would wake up before she got on the rather sleek kitchen floor. While it took longer she found a good rhythm that lead her safely to the fridge.
Rehydrating herself was a good call, even though her throat was back to normal after all the screaming of the past days, she had not realised just how thirsty she had been. When she walked past the twins who were leaning against each other still naked, she was already much faster on her feet and managed a rather inviting walk up the stairs. She had barely switched on the shower in the guest bathroom when the door opened and Aiden peeked in.
"So does that mean I'm forgiven?"
"Hmm," Lydia said and cocked her head to the side. "Maybe …"
Letting actions speak rather than fallible vocabulary, he went ahead and pressed her against the tiles letting the warm water wash over them. Lydia smiled as she saw that he was holding another condom wrapper in his hand. Taking it from him she knelt down and took charge of the situation. There was no need to risk things going maybe in the wrong direction, besides she had no patience left for another long drawn out session. As beautiful it had been, she was eager to feel him inside her.
Not that she did not take her sweet time, making sure he was very eager for it as well. Lydia enjoyed feeling an erection coming to life under her tongue, wrapping her lips around it and hearing her partner moan. The wrapper was opened quickly and then with as much slow motion as she could muster, she rolled it over the sizeable dick.
Lydia finally stood up, allowing him to grab her and lift her up. That was a trick he had learned pretty fast and now he pinned her against the wall again. It was after all not the first time that they had done it in the shower, including one or two times where she'd stayed late after practice to sneak into the boys' shower room. While the practice part was still far from perfection they had found a good rhythm to this exercise.
With one hand she guided him into her before wrapping both arms around his shoulders drawing him closer. Aiden moved with a few slow strokes, while adjusting her position against the wall, until they found the perfect angle. Then it was back to a faster pace, one where she found herself wanting a bit more.
"Remember when I told you I am not made out of glass?" she tried to remind him.
Aiden groaned in disbelief and with worry. "Lydia if I go at you any harder, I might injure you."
She found herself sighing, not feeling much like having that discussion again. There was no doubt in her mind that being a bit rougher wouldn't put her in any danger. Despite the break Lydia had been aroused and wet, his hard erection was so far just sending pleasant sensations through her. If anything the idea of grabbing her tighter and going at her roughly was just exciting her even more.
"Believe me you won't."
With that she let one of her hands slide down his back her nails firmly digging into the muscled back. That did the trick, it always did, while Aiden was rather careful with her he sure liked it when she upped the ante. Unlike with Jackson at least his back was not a mess of red streams afterwards. As far as he himself was concerned, rough was not off limits. It was just that he always seemed to feel she was too fragile.
That might hold true for brawling with a werewolf but Lydia hardly thought this applied rough sex, even less after what had happened at the cabin. That had been way more intense, it had actually hurt but even then she hadn't really been injured. It had been such an incredible orgasm, that the memory alone spurred her on while Aiden took her with comparatively mildly rough movement.
Wrapping her legs around him even tighter as she felt herself come, Lydia enjoyed the feeling of his hard erection buried deep inside her as she unintentionally brought him over the edge as well.
"Wow," he commented after a moment. "I think that was the first time we actually sort of came together."
Lydia smiled at him, as he let her down. That was true, not that it really mattered that much to her, not when he often could go again, so that if he came first it was never over for her. Even when he still had a lot to learn about what to do with his fingers, tongue and lips.
"Yes," she said sounding more pleased than she actually was.
There were seldom times when she had to resort to thinking about sex with someone else to take full advantage of currently not so good sex she had been having. Only in this case the sex had not been bad to begin with and the scenario she had thought of was so utterly questionable.
"You look a bit pale?"
"Do I?" she shrugged and kissed him. He gave her that look. "I'm fine, why don't you dispose of that condom, then come back and soap up my back?"
"How could I say no to that?"
As sweet as his concern for her sometimes was, Lydia did dislike how fragile he tried to make her out to be. So what if she was sometimes a bit flustered, panting or having the colour disappear from her cheeks? That was nothing compared to anything else she had been through and she had come out of those turmoils without going out of her mind. Even her actual injury had healed up quite nicely.
"I always wondered what those were …" Aiden said as he came back and saw her looking at them. "They don't look like typical bite marks."
"No, I guess they don't."
Aiden lifted up her head. "You know, we won't let him harm you again."
Lydia was pretty sure that after smashing a bottle over Peter's head and him not minding it so much, that she didn't exactly need to worry about him harming her again. But she didn't say anything, this was not the moment for this discussion, Aiden was probably not even the right person for that. Instead she handed him the shower gel and smiled thinking that this was shower number five in the past two days.
When she was finally done, she rubbed her hair dry and watched Aiden shower from the corner of her eyes and then used the small hair dryer to take care of her hair. By the time she was done with that, Aiden had already left the bathroom and when she joined him, the bed was not just occupied by him.
"We figured there's enough space for three people," Aiden said and Ethan added. "Your guest beds make some other beds look pretty tiny in comparison."
Lydia shrugged giving them a smile and when she reached for her nightgown Aiden asked her if she really needed it. She probably didn't and climbed naked over his also naked body and snuggled against his already mark free back. Ethan did the same to her after pulling the blankets over them. Then Aiden switched off the light and Lydia tried to focus on staying clear from that murky crypt dream.
Final note:
I promise that in the next chapter we get back to the plot. I'm currently working on chapter 20 and it's definitely going somewhere. Even though not all secrets will be revealed. I'm bad at predicting how many chapters something will take me but I wager that Derek and Cora will return in or shortly after chapter 22. I might also need more guest POV chapters, hope nobody minds.