A Day in the Park with the Volturi masters : Summer Fun with the Volturi masters series
Summer fun goes in a different direction.
*Warning: lots of smut in the park alert. 18+ Enjoy*
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You have been feeling a bit lonely of late, and even though the guards keep you occupied, sometimes they get busy and then you just feel alone again. You have no partner, no lover, no mate as the vampires call their spouses, and no one in the romantic realm to even relate to those things. The three masters willingly allow you to use them for company, but even they get busy. They try to keep you occupied with Volturi business and meetings with local authorities, but that doesn't begin to replace affection and love. If only you could find a friend who might become interested in a romantic relationship.
One day, while wandering the corridors, you see Aro heading your way. You force a smile on your face and greet the Volturi master. "Good day, Aro."
He isn't fooled. "Is there a problem, my dear?" he asks, truly concerned.
Damn the man, he can read you, even when he's not reading you. "I'm fine, Aro, really," you reply.
"I don't believe you." He holds out his hand to you, waiting patiently.
"Aro...no, please."
He tilts his head, giving you a small smile, waiting for you to comply. When you do, it doesn't take him long to understand.
"We will go out today, a picnic in the park if you will. I'll get Marcus and Caius to join us. Go to the kitchen and have the chef fix up a basket of food for you. We'll meet you out back here at say, 1:30?"
"And what about you?" you ask, wondering if they plan on bringing blood bags with them.
Embracing you with his arm, he walks you down the corridor, explaining they have recently feasted and will be fine for several weeks.
When 1:30 rolled around, you and the masters pile into Aro's car and drive to a large park away from the city. There are picnic benches scattered around the public parkland.
You choose a picnic table, sitting on top and eat the food the chef made for you that included a sandwich, several hunks of cheese, homemade cookies and several pieces of fruit. He also included a bottle of water and another of sparkling fruit juice.
You eat while talking with the masters, feeling comfortable with them by now. The few vampires at the castle you also feel comfortable with are Felix, Demetri, and Chelsea and her mate Afton. They had become your friends initially at Aro's bidding, but now were willingly. Still, you have bouts of loneliness that they cannot fill. Jane and Alec act too superior much of the time, so you avoid them for the most part.
Seeing you've finished your meal and have washed up with some wet wipes the chef kindly added to your basket, Aro walks up to you while you're sitting atop the picnic table, your feet resting on the seat. He looks you in the eyes, his pale red darkening to a crimson or red-black. You look to Marcus and Caius, who give you reassuring smiles.
You ask, "Aro, why are you all wearing your cloaks? There's no one here to see you, and the sun's not that bright today anyway."
"We, my brothers and I, have decided to show you how much you mean to us. We try to provide you with some of the company you need, cara. It's just not always possible," Aro answers. "You've been loyal to us and trusting, and we hope not for nothing. Today, we are your slaves. Hopefully, we will provide you with much love and affection. The cloaks will come in handy."
You look back at him, your brows raised, your eyes shifting from a smirking Caius and a smiling Marcus.
He has you stand after which cool hands reach up to pull your underwear down your thighs, asking you to step out of them. He sets them on the end of the bench, then turns back to you. He guides you back to your seated position.
Your lips part, your breath coming in pants as your heart beats faster. "What are you doing, Aro?"
"Shhhh," he replies. He moves to stand at your thighs, slowly spreading them with his cold hands, then moving in between them. "Aro..." you start, but he places his forefinger on your lips, silencing you. "Don't be afraid," he tells you.
"I'm not afraid," you whisper. He lifts your chin with his hand, then leans in to kiss you. "Isn't this what you need, dear one?"
"Out here, in public, with Marcus and Caius watching?"
"Don't worry. They'll have their turns soon enough."
"That's not what I meant..." You blush hot, not exactly embarrassed but thinking, is this really happening?
"You've seen us already, my dear, while at the beach."
"I did not!" you protest in vain.
"You can't lie to me, young one," Aro said holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger.
"All right, I took a quick peek," you admit.
"Too quick to make a proper assessment?" Aro teases, kissing you again.
You blush for what feels like the hundredth time today.
"So, are you ready and willing? We won't touch you if you're not willing."
Your mouth is dry and all you can say is, "Oh." To have these three men, these vampires, wanting to pleasure you to keep you happy and feeling loved was having the desired effect. You feel on fire, your body tingling, and not from the day's warmth.
Aro kisses you gently, his tongue brushing over your lips as if he were tasting you. "I believe you are already ripe for me." He inhales deeply and smiles. "No doubt at all."
You hear the sound of a zipper being lowered. You start to look down, but Aro lifts your chin and distracts you with another kiss. He pushes his cloak to drape behind him, in case anyone walks by.
When he releases you, you protest. "I want to see you."
"Why see when you can feel me inside you?" he replies, one hand testing you. You are wet enough.
The feel of him slipping into you is shocking and pleasurable. His cock is cold but not so cold that you cannot enjoy the sensation. Aro is delighted in your expression, and he's eager to please you. He kisses your cheek and neck, his hands moving to your waist. You look at Marcus who is a few feet away. His eyes are dark too, gazing straight at you. You know he cannot wait for his turn. You look for Caius who is standing to the side, his eyes on you, dark as night. Of course he would be the most passionate of the three, and you fear that. But Aro brings you back when his tongue licks your lips, then enters your mouth, sparring with your avid tongue.
"Relax, cara. Take your enjoyment of me." He holds your waist, guiding you as he moves deeper into you, his hips jerking forward in tight thrusts. Your gasps spur him into increasing his pace, while your hot interior feels delightful to him. "Your body burns like fire, love," he whispers to you. He buries his face in your neck, sucking on the tender flesh.
His words only draw you deeper into a sexual desire unlike anything you have felt before. You lean back a bit to let him thrust more fully into you.
Aro pulls one of your legs up to wrap around him. Now you are even more open to him. His now deeper thrusts increase in speed, unstopping, until he hears you cry out his name. He grunts when he feels your inner muscles tightening around his icy cock, then fills you with his cold seed.
He waits for you to catch your breath, then slips out of you. You feel empty, and whimper hearing Aro re-zip his slacks.
"My dear, would you deny Caius? He is becoming impatient."
You sit up, your hands bringing your skirt down.
"My dear, your modesty is wasted. Do you honestly think none of us peeked ourselves when you were dressing at the beach?" Aro gives you an enigmatic smile and kisses your cheek.
You turn to look at him in shock. "Aro!"
Caius is scowling. "It's my turn now, brother." He looks at you, then steps up onto the park bench. He removes his cloak and lays it down on the table. Caius grins while he removes all of his clothing. He wants you, his cold skin fully against your warm skin, with nothing interfering with that sensation. Once he is fully nude, he lies on the picnic table and holds out a hand to you, holding it while you climb atop the table and move to straddle him. You lift your skirt and tuck it up and around your waist. You'd prefer to let it fall around you, but Caius wants nothing hidden. He wishes to take you fully exposed, each master to share the excitement of the others while they fuck you, a term you never use much, but today warrants its use.
Caius gazes up at you. His hands caress your clothed breasts, his hips making small circles trying to entice you, not that you need any encouragement. Seeing his cock already full and hard, you rise up while Caius' hands hold onto you, guiding you down on him. Your hands brace yourself on his bare chest, your lips parted in a gasp as you feel his cock fill you. He feels bigger than Aro, stretching you until you are sitting tightly against his body. You see his black irises looking up at you, hunger of another kind exposed in them.
You rise up and close your eyes, enjoying the sensation of Caius filling you so full when you come back down on him.
"Open your eyes," he hisses.
You obey him, not daring to anger him and possibly forcing him to stop. His hands begin to guide you up and down on his hard cold cock.
You know Aro and Marcus are watching your ass rise and fall onto their brother. You just know they're mentally cheering him on. And you don't care. Caius' grunts bring you back to reality, the speed of your movements quickens when you feel your clit being rubbed against his thrusts. You gasp and pant in turn, your fingers trying to clutch at his marble-like chest. Once you feel the spasms of your orgasm roll through your cunt, you feel Caius spurt into you with a long groan.
You collapse onto Caius' chest, feeling sated. His arms wrap around you, his lips placing kisses on your forehead.
You rise up and peer down at him, then lean in to kiss him. "Thank you," you whisper with a smile of satisfaction on your face.
Both of you hear someone 'harrumphing' behind you. You turn to see Marcus waiting less patiently than you might have expected from a man of his temperament. You climb off Caius, who slowly re-dresses, and scoot down to the end of the bench's table top. You sit while swinging your legs, feeling wet with the masters' cum but you don't care that it dribbles out of you. You've never felt so sexually free with these are vampires who obviously have different morals.
When Marcus moves closer to you, he undoes his slacks, freeing his hard manhood. You look down and are instantly mesmerized. You want to touch him but he refuses you that privilege. He is larger in length than either Aro or Caius, and you fear that he is too large. You feel his hands push back the skirt of your sundress You can see his nostrils flaring ever so slightly as he detects your scent of arousal. This makes him smile.
"Yes, I believe this is what you need, my dear. I'm most willing to accommodate you, love, but don't be afraid. I will be careful so as not to damage you." His knuckles caress your cheek, when he surprises you with, "We love you too much to harm you." He bends down to kiss you, gently at first, but with more pressure once he has tasted you.
He draws up your legs to wrap around his torso, opening you wide to his movements. You feel him enter you with a quick thrust that takes your breath away. He stays within you, not moving while you adjust to his size. His kisses start on your cheek and move down to your neck. He nibbles on one lobe, purring in your ear. You shiver uncontrollably but not from any cold in the air.
Marcus senses your emotions and basically wraps himself around you as well. He adores the sounds you're making while he moves within you. Your pants and murmurs excite him more. His cloak has fallen around you both, hiding your bodies from the other Volturi.
Aro watches, still hoping something can come of the friendship between you and his brother.
Marcus thrusts faster, his arms bracing himself on the table top. Your arms are around him, pulling him down on you. You move your head to enable you to kiss him, your tongue forcing itself into his mouth. Your hips rise to meet his while you whisper, "God, Marcus, you feel so good. Please, Marcus...yes...god...I love you."
This sends Marcus over the edge. He thrusts hard and fast into your welcoming body, until he feels your inner muscles clasping around his cock, while he fills you with his cold cum. He is loathe to let you go until your orgasm has ended, then he kisses you. Your hand moves behind his head, holding him down so that you can easily return his kisses.
Aro is pleased at the emotion, not just your sexual need, apparent between you both.
Once you and Marcus have disengaged from each other, you sit up on the table.
It is your analysis that Marcus is longer, Caius is wider, but Aro knows what to do with what he has, which is not to say he's not impressive. He just takes his time, knows good moves, and lets you enjoy him before reaching your climax. Then he allows himself the pleasure you give him. Aro is completely unselfish, more than any human male you had been with. All three masters have satisfied you though, and wonderfully.
You try to stand, letting your skirt fall down around you, but your legs are weak and you stumble.
Marcus picks you up in his arms, sensing you're unable to stand. Your arms snake around his neck, where you bury your face. "I should be embarrassed, but I'm not," you say.
Marcus laughs and says, "We love you and we know you love us. Your loyalty to us will not go unrewarded. But that is for another day."
"Caius loves me too? I thought he hated humans. That he might have been using me for his own satisfaction." You remember how gentle he was with you, eager to bring you to your own climax before taking his own pleasure.
"We all love you," he tells you before kissing you. You lean against the tall vampire while holding onto him, a smile on your face. "Now please understand, this is not a declaration of any intent," Marcus says unnecessarily. "This was just our gift to you, to show you how much we care about you. We want you to be happy with us."
Aro hears Marcus' explanation to you, but still wonders if there is something there, the possibility of love between you and his brother. Marcus begins to head back to the car, when you remind him that your underwear and the lunch basket are lying on the bench seat. He carries you back and lets you bend over to pick them up. This has been one strange afternoon, but you have never felt so sated and cared for.
Marcus hears your light sigh of contentment, and he smiles. The little human was a delight for all of them, but he wonders if it might be possible to spend time with you like this again. He doesn't hear you having those same thoughts.