A/N: I've been gone for a minute now I'm back with an update-Caius, Aro, Marcus, and Aaliyah are a hot mess. LOL! I hope you like my little rap. Serious note sorry for the long update life and writer's block been a serious BITCH…But I'm back with a jump off-sorry for my Lil Kim reference here I'm having a Lil Kim appreciation day, while typing this note.
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"Listen to Your Heart" belongs to Alicia Keys.
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Listen To Your Heart
He says, "Have no fear open up let me in."
He says, "Take a chance here's your song time to dance."
What you've gonna do when it comes for you?
Listen to my heart
Oh, you gotta listen to your heart
Listen to your heart
Oh. Why don't you listen to your heart?
~Alicia Key's
The cathedral had always been a form of sanctuary from the castle to her. Here the internal storm that was swirling within her had worn it's self out and now there was peace within. The worn ageless stone similar in structure to the castle held faded rich colors of red, purple, blue, and gold.
The likeness of the saints were familiar and welcoming then any of her closest friends.
Dipping her hands within the water and crossing herself she moved to an empty pew and sat.
She welcomed the silence. Allowing her the time to reflect the war that was waging within her.
She had found herself annoyed-to the point that it was tipping on the edge of anger. Her mood had been very violated and it was becoming very hard to mask.
As much she had reassured herself that it was due to being busy and exhaustion from the leak of sleep.
Aaliyah knew that explanation was total bullshit.
The truth of her aggravation resided in the tramp that Aro and Caius was having intercourse on the regular.
She had never had such a strong abhorrence for any person like how she felt for Valentina. A shiver of disgust took over her at the mere mention of that woman's name.
None of the past secretaries had ever the audacity to disrespect her by trying to flaunt the fact that they were having an affair with the Volturi kings.
Despite Aaliyah's knowledge of the affair's they never used it as an excuse to disobey and order or her. It was something they simply understood never to do especially if the kings caught wind of such disrespect. Valentina must have not got the cue.
Valentina took it upon herself to mark her territory like the bitch she was. Making indications to her that she the one sleeping with them and that Aaliyah was nothing more then the secretary.
The little smirks and snide comments that came from that tramp had really been the test of her reserve. There had been plenty of times that Aaliyah had simply wanted to slide out her shoes and remove her earrings and beat the breaks off that annoying twit.
She simply removed herself from the situation every time it became too much to bare her presence.
Aaliyah knew perfectly well that she shouldn't allow such foolery to bother her on such a deep level.
After all Valentina was irreplaceable. She on the other hand was not.
They had always made that known when it came to her.
She also knew to report Valentina's ill behavior to herself to them.
Yet, she couldn't.
Because just as much she couldn't stand to be in the presence of Valentina nor could she stand to be in their presence with the load that's been dropped upon her shoulder by them.
The second part of her annoyance was directed towards herself and these feelings that seem to bombard her of late.
The simplest things could bring fond memories of their past together. Which would bring to the forefront of her feelings of attachment for them. The many possibilities that her love for them ran even deeper.
The more she lingers and slowly builds that courage to tell them her feelings. Quickly their undesirable flaws rear their ugly head and shoot down such notions.
Reminding her of the epic heartbreak and life changing pending in her direction if she pursued a relationship with them. And those damnable dreams did not make this situation any better.
They were becoming more provocative in nature. Becoming entirely to real for her senses, there were moments when she woke that she could still taste them in her mouth. Feeling the same tantalizing sensations of all the places that they had marked over her body. As though everything was reality and not a dream.
Yet, the throbbing sensation between her legs and the slick that absorbed her underwear was a sure sign that it was all a dream.
Taking it upon herself to try to replicate the same movements that they had done in her dreams. Cold showers and masturbation had only gone so far to ease that ache.
Resting her forehead on the arm that was sling on the pew in front of her. She let out a sigh.
She was tired.
This obsessive nature to act or not to act on her feelings with them was becoming too much for her to bear.
It was causing too much emotional and mental pain for her to suffer through.
She didn't dare to cry. Even in this moment of vulnerability she wouldn't cry.
She'll save her tears for a rainy day.
Once again exhaling she stood from her seat, after all she had came here for another agenda then her own personal reasons.
Like always she came to the church to light a candle for her family and one for the lady Didyme.
She said a prayer for them in the hopes that they found the peace that they had sought in life.
"Amen."
. . . .
Pulling the white veil from her head as she made her way down the hall towards her quarters. With the desire for something strong to drink-wine was not and option tonight.
She needed some spirits and something warm.
Scotch-sounded extremely desirable at this moment.
Drinking could momentarily make her forget about her problems and allow her to have a dreamless night.
Caught entirely in her own thoughts she didn't notice that towering vampire guard walking beside her with amusement itch on his features.
"I must say Aaliyah you look absolutely divine in white."
The sudden invasion caught her off guard she whipped around staring at the ever-entertained vampire.
"Felix, what pleasure do I owe of your presence."
"I'm glad that my presence give you pleasure I thought it was completely one-sided on my end." A smile broke that cold exterior that he used as a guard.
She would never speak it to him. God forbid if he heard her say such words to him out-loud. And knowing him he would disprove such a comparisons.
But Felix was such a gentle giant- a gentle vampire giant.
It would be so easy if her current dilemma were centering around him then the Volturi brothers.
But atlas all she saw was friend and the occasional flirt-nothing more.
"Always the charmer and I must say your looking completely-human."
She took in his clothing; the fine tailored suits with the crest of the coven had been discarded and simple pair of jeans and shirt took it in place.
"I'm assuming you and several guards are going to Rome."
Many in the vampire society believed that the guards simply stayed within the walls of the castle unless to act on an order. That was not true many of the guards went and had a leave of duty for a certain amount of days to do gods know what. Afterwards they returned back to duty.
"Aaliyah, we both know you never assume -you're always right."
"I was simply trying to give you the option of yes or no."
"I think I told you that your confidence is a complete fucking turn on," he gave her a sly smirk that had all the women human and none-human swoon…all except the one in front of him.
"Felix watch you tongue I just left church."
He laughed.
"Come on Aaliyah, I would expect a person like yourself who lived amongst being as us wouldn't even consider such trivial actions. After all I thought humans went on Sunday? Not a Saturday."
"True, but I believe there is someone much grander and powerful than the Volturi. So I must serve him as well. And there is never a set day for sanctuary."
Felix bowed his head at her statement, "Although I agree with you. I don't believe a certain trio would agree of sharing you with another."
It wasn't oblivious to him that the Kings treated Aaliyah as though she was their mate. Un-official. And he knew that Aaliyah felt the mating pull. Oblivious. Not knowing what drawn her to them.
He really couldn't blame them; she was absolutely one of the most beautiful women he had ever had the pleasure of knowing. Of course there were many other aspects of her that was redeemable that he could honestly say he respected her. Considering her a friend.
So he could see why his masters were extremely possessive about her.
He was completely jealousy at the fact he could never have a chance with her. He could just imagine how sex with that incredible fuckable body of hers would feel. And her scent was already divine, so he could just imagine the taste.
Knowing her she probably was down with BDSM.
Of course knowing that she was hands off that didn't stop him from flirting despite the many times he had been caught by one or all three of his masters for speaking to her in such a manner.
The punishment was always worth it when it came to her.
After all, as long as he didn't touch- flirting and imagination was all he was going to do.
"I have a feeling Felix that you didn't come all this way for me to see you off. That you were told to tell me something."
"As much I would be honor for you to do such. No, the masters ask for your presence."
"Like always. Where are they?"
"They are in Master Aro chambers."
"Thank you, Felix."
"Welcome as always," he turned.
"Felix-" he stopped and turned to her.
"Have fun in Rome and be careful."
He smiled with a bow of his head. He was soon off and once more she was by herself.
Of course they would never allow her to linger away from them for too long.
. . . .
The scene before her could honestly be compare to that of a gentlemen's club. All that was missing was the smell of cigars, butlers posted in the corner, and instead of blood was scotch or brandy sipping from their cups.
Both Marcus and Aro were seated in the high-bucked black leather chairs. Marcus hair was tied to the nip of his neck. Legs outstretch with his ankles crossing. His suit jacket was loosening, as were the first two buttons of his shirt. His cup was rested in his left hand. With amusement written across of his face.
Not one hair was out of place when it came to Aro. His raven locks lay across his shoulders in a vain manner as though it wanted people to gawk in admiration.
The first two buttons of his shirt were loose as his sleeves were rolled up his forearms. Legs crossed, while his glass was rested in his right hand.
Unlike his usual intimidating air he portrayed when he seat in his throne. He was completely relaxed his posture was lazy and filled with giddy amusement.
Caius on the other hand was laid across the black leather settee. His golden locks were in disarray across the plush silver and emerald throws.
The always polish dress aloof king shirt was untucked, unbutton, and sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His glass was held in his left hand holding it out in a manner as though in want of a refill. He was laughing merrily, and had he been human his cheeks would've been a rosy hue.
In this moment they were not the fearsome powerful trio that the vampire world both feared and hated. No. In the plainest of words they were simply men enjoying the camaraderie of each other.
Vampire society believed that they only tolerated each other due to age and the obsession for power.
However, Aaliyah knew it wasn't true. They tolerated each other; because they were brothers-all three loved and respected the other mutually. All three complimented each other's personality. Have it been all about power and age; they're faction would've dissolved over the centuries.
This scene before her eyes was pulling at her heartstrings simple, yet very powerful scene. Her love for them was coming to the forefront. And she might fall to the very coaxing of her sensibilities and forget her sense.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," their eyes were turned in her direction.
The mere sight of her had brought a sense of peace within all three of their none-beating-heart. Her divine scent drifted all over the room; the alluring scent was richer and intoxicating then the blood that they were sipping on.
"Never, we were simply passing our time," said a highly amused Caius.
"We were hoping you accept our invitation for drinks," spoke Marcus.
Aaliyah looked at the glasses that held the metallic liquid and shook her head, "I don't think blood would be suitable for me."
"There is wine here for you," Aro said was with a self assured smile as he pointed her to the bar that was situated on the far left corner.
"You don't have anything stronger like scotch?" walking towards it never noticing the eyes that were taking in the sway of her hips.
"Yes…but I never assume scotch was a drink women prefer."
She laughed grabbing a glass slightly turning her head towards his direction.
"Aro-Aro-Aro never assume… you know what they say when you assume."
"Touché."
Pouring her a glass of the amber liquor, "And I accept your invitation. Like my father always told me you lose your reputation when drinking alone."
She moved over to where Caius was settled he begun to seat up when she stopped him.
"You can lay your legs in my lap. You don't have to lose your comfort just because of me."
Unbeknown to her, but excellent news to trio she had acted on her bond. The actions of simply having his feet resting in her lap without a care for herself, but for his comfort was that of a mate.
"You might as well become comfortable too dearest," spoke Caius.
"I had every intention on doing so," she said kicking off her heels and letting loose her hair she settled within the settee.
Taking a sip of the amber liquid the warm burning feeling washed down her throat sending a electric shivers throughout her body. A soft satisfying moan came to her lips as she allowed the warmth to take over her.
Had her eyes been open she would've notice the entrancing desire swirl in those ruby orbs they called iris.
"So what had you guys laughing so merrily?" she asked.
Marcus was quicker to recover from his desire then his brothers, "The past."
"Preferably the war with the children of the moon," came Aro.
"A war where I had the highest count," said Caius smugly.
This statement caused both Marcus and Aro to laugh as if he had told the most outstanding joke ever told. Of course Caius wasn't amused and a growled could be heard. Making the two laugh even harder.
Aaliyah wanting to know the inside joke spoke, "What count?"
"His talking about whose slain the most wolves," said Aro with a grin that took over his whole face.
Aaliyah wasn't surprise that they would hold a contest on something such as this.
"I did have the highest count."
"I'm sorry brother, but I do believe that you were the one that had the highest count?" said Aro as he looked towards Marcus.
"If memory served me correct I do believe I had the highest count. Especially when I took out that wolf that almost tore you from limb to limb."
It was silent.
"I thought we ALL collectively put that in the chest of things we wouldn't bring up."
This statement caused everyone to laugh.
"Go to hell!" laughed Caius as smiled darkly at his brothers.
"But at least I didn't have a lover that was obsessed with me."
This statement caught Aaliyah's interest turning her eyes in the direction of Aro and Marcus.
She noticed Marcus chuckling as Aro threw a dark look towards a smirking Caius.
"Who was this obsessive lover?" she asked.
"Francesco Solimena," he said as if the name of the very person gave him a headache.
"Francesco Solimena…the painter…the one who painted all three of you," she said dumbfounded.
"Yes."
"You fucked Francesco Solimena!" the pure look of complete shock was all over her features.
"And let's not forgot Michel," added Marcus.
"Michelangelo."
Now she was perplexed causing both Caius and Marcus to laugh and Aro to have the look of annoyance.
"Michel wasn't clingy like Francesco," he said more directly to his brothers, "after all I didn't have to threaten to tear him into two like I had to with Francesco."
"That would explain his half-ass explanation on why he had to leave," said Marcus nonchalantly.
Aro turned his attention towards the perplex Aaliyah.
"Being three-thousand-years one does tend to experience something different, dearest Liyah."
"Oh, I don't have a problem with that…if anything I wouldn't have expected you to take male lovers on. If you had said Caius I would have believed it."
Caius had nearly chocked on the blood he had currently was sipping on. Her statement had caused both Marcus and Aro laughing.
"Excuse you Aaliyah, why would you believe I would take on male-lovers."
"Do you really want to know?" she question with a smirk.
"Very much so."
"Well Caius you have more of the boyish charm and aggression that most gay men would go after."
This brought around another round of laughter from the two on the other side of the room.
"I shouldn't have asked," he sulks.
"Aw-come on Caius you can't be mad. You actually look adorable sulking," she rubbed his legs the feeling of her hands on his person was everything and he could easily forget her statement.
"You're forgiving if you keep continuing that."
"Okay," she smiled turning her eyes back to Aro with mischief.
"Well since we have that established I might as well ask. Aro were you a top or bottom?"
This caused Caius to set up with devilish eyes turned towards his brother who was in the hot seat.
"Yes Aro, I'm interested to know as well."
"You would you bastard," said a very annoyed Aro.
"You never went into great details about either one, dear brother," said Marcus who was by this time very amused at his brother's discomfort.
"Marcus you traitor."
"I wouldn't be surprised if you were a bottom Aro," said Aaliyah as she cross her legs.
Aro looked at her with narrow eyes she looked completely tempting right now if he wasn't so annoyed he'll probably had made his obvious arousal known to her.
"I mean you are a man that wants to dominate everything and anything. Maybe you liked the fact of being dominated in the bed."
He wanted her to dominate him as well dominant her in the bed.
"I hate to burst your inquire my love, but I have you know I was a top."
"Awe that's boring Aro, if you had been a bottom I would have found that exciting and sexy."
Aaliyah didn't know where her sense of bravery was coming from or what was causing her to give them these pieces of information that she kept inside for herself.
It's must be the scotch.
Taking another sip of her liquid courage she turned to Marcus.
"So Marcus, what embarrassing stories that you don't want known to the world?"
"I don't have any."
All three stared at him in disbelief.
"Why do I found it hard to believe you?" she asked.
"Marcus do I have to really remind you or would you like for Caius to tell dearest Aaliyah about it."
"Caius wouldn't dare."
"Are we talking about the time when Marcus decided to only drink animal blood and practically went bat-shit crazy?" Caius smirked at his brother.
"You drunk animal blood Marcus?"
"For three days…I believe was the amount of days that he lasted," added Aro.
"A highly amusing three days," chuckled Caius.
"Something that my dear brothers won't allow me the pleasure to forget," he spoke.
"What made you decide to drink animal blood?" now she was really interested.
"Come now Marcus, we told Aaliyah our humiliating stories its now your time to share," said Caius.
"Tell her what you told us when you decided to have this mid-life crisis," exclaimed Aro as he refilled his glass.
"I wanted to know was it possibly for a vampire old as I to change my eating habits."
"He nearly ripped my arm off trying to get to a human," spoke Caius.
"I must say Marcus you were very volatile those pass days," inquired Aro.
"Will dealing with you and Caius, I'm surprise I hadn't been hostile."
Both Aro and Caius pretended to be slighter by his declaration.
"Do you not enjoy our company?" asked Caius
"Are we not desirable companions?" imploring Aro.
"I'll prefer Stefan and Vladimir compare to you two."
This caused both of them to laugh.
Several tales filled with gut-busting laughs and several glasses scotch. Aaliyah was floating on cloud nine.
"I think we need some music," she said lifting herself off the settee. She moved over to the iPod deck located on the shelf.
Plugging her phone up she moved through her list and put on Arctic Monkeys "Do I Wanna Know."
Slow deep beats filled the room before the bass line teased the senses. Glass still in hand Aaliyah raised her arms above her head, hips swaying to the bass guitar. The leads singer's sensual words rang in Aaliyah's ears, her head tossed slowly from left to right.
For some reason the silly smirk on her face wouldn't leave. The three males in the room watched her sensual and almost otherworldly movements with rapt attention.
The air changed minutes after the music began to play. She found herself lost in the provocative lyrics.
With quick expert movements she lurched to the floor before slowly twisting her way back up for her full stance.
Her plump pink lips mouthed the words, her eyes never breaking contact with the three Kings. The words surprisingly telling a truth that she'd never speak of in the presence of the Volturi Kings.
Are there some aces up your sleeve?
Have you no idea that you're in deep?
I dreamt about you nearly every night this week.
How many secrets can you keep?
Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat.
Before the final words left her lips she became tired of dancing alone. Twirling, she positioned herself in front of the vampire who thought himself one of the last she'd choose to dance with, Marcus. Leaning down, glass of scotch expertly positioned to ensure that it doesn't spill, she grabbed the hand of her King. Eyes half lidded Marcus stood immediately wrapping his hands around his mates waist. His brothers looked on in envy. Her hips pumped forwards to the beat, arms again raised above her head.
Cool breath hissed out against her neck startling her slightly. Her glass tipped slightly causing scotch to trail down her arm.
To her utter arousal, Marcus's tongue slide along the trail of scotch.
"I thought vampires didn't like human drinks?" She stuttered to her embarrassment. A devilish smirk graced the elder vampires features.
"We can tolerate it, if there's something sweet underneath." His tone was husky, nothing like his usual raspy tone.
She felt herself clench. Something oh-so female cried out in submission, wanting to throw itself at this prime specimen. She felt the first leak of her arousal, the wetness that signals a woman's willingness.
Aaliyah had two options in that moment: leave the room or live it up.
Licking her lips she leaned closer tipping the glass against causing more of the liquid courage to spill down her arm. Lips a hairs breath from his ear she whispered, "Let's test that theory."
The liquid dripped down her arm drizzling off the side of the cup onto her neck. Those seemed to be the words that opened Pandora's box. His eyes turned pitch black. The sight of his eyes caused something primal to awaken within her. She didn't know what it was, or if it's always been there but she relinquished to it.
A second pair of arms yanked her back against a hard chest causing a giggle to slip past her lips. She never giggled.
"Mind if I cut in." Aro whispered to her running his tongue over her neck cleaning of her "accident".
"The more the merrier." She rasped closing her eyes as her hips continued to sway, twist and pump to the music.
"That sounded like an invitation." She heard another voice already knowing that it her blonde bandit. But he wasn't touching her but his words seemed so close.
Crawling back to you
Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new
It was too hot. Her body was on fire. The glass was somehow taken from her hands. Her head was full, she couldn't think. Was she supposed to?
The music seemed to be blocked out decades ago by the growls and sounds of lips making contact with her skin that was currently tingling all over every time one of their tongues swiped over it.
She kept hearing them inhale, like dying men. Her body was screaming at her to accept what was happening. But she didn't know what was happening. She didn't understand and now she doubts that it was the effects of liquor. This wasn't how being tipsy felt, she knew.
This was something different.
This was something new.
For the first time in her life, Aaliyah, was in unfamiliar territory.
"Wait..." She whispered.
The hands that were slowly doing a very thorough examination of her clothed body stopped instantly.
She thought for a second. Trying to analyze her situation and get rid of the fog within her brain.
Did she really want to jeopardize her friendship? What would happen after she slept with them? She knew that they weren't' one-woman men, especially Aro and Caius. Was this a smart move? Was she really going to go through with this?
Fuck it!
"Never mind!" She snapped wrapping her arms around the neck behind her and pulling it down to meet her lips.
She always imagined what it would be like to kiss Aro. Would stars explode around her? Would fireworks shoot off behind her eyes? Would it feel like electric shocks shooting up her body? It was neither.
There was no stars, fire works, or electricity. It was something better, she felt complete. Most women want the fireworks, but they underestimate that unknown feeling of feeling whole. That's how Aaliyah felt when her lips connected with Aro's for the first time. It felt like being whole again. The feeling bought tears to her eyes, slowly dripping down her face.
As her tongue interlocked in a slow dance with Aro's she felt hands slowly unbutton her blouse. Cool air touched her skin causing goose bumps to rise on her skin.
With lips still connected with Aro's she felt Marcus's husky murmur against her neck.
"Stop us now or accept what happens here."
She was given a choice. Aro pulled away from her. Her tongue licked back out craving his once more. But she took that time to again think about if this was truly what she wanted, no regrets.
So have you got the guts
Been wondering if your heart's still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts
Simmer down and pucker up
I'm sorry to interrupt. It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you.
I don't know if you feel the same as I do
But we could be together if you wanted to...
Instead of answering she gave Caius a sultry look. "It's taking you a little long to get my skirt off isn't it."
His answering smirk made her decision instantly worth it. "As you wish."
True to his words her skirt was ripped off in seconds.
"I'll buy you a new one." He replied from between her thighs at her glare.
Cool air suddenly met her center and he masterfully removed her panties. Her head fell back as his lips languidly kissed up her thighs. Again Aro attacked her lips with new vigor. She briefly wondered what Marcus was doing before the sharp nip to her now exposed breast alerted her to his intentions.
Finally the explosion of pleasure raked across her body as Caius finally reached his destination. The devilish man moaned as his tongue darted into her nest of sweetness.
"Shhh," Aro hushed against her cheek, chuckling as her tongue again licked out connecting with his top lip.
"Shhh love," he murmured glancing down at her bottom half where Caius was obviously enjoying himself.
She cried out sharply. "Hush hush now, he's good at this. He can make a woman cum with just his tongue in under a minute."
Aaliyah moaned again this time from the dirty words that Aro was teasing her with. "You want to know how he does it."
"Aro stop," she whimpered grabbing a handful of Marcus's hair as punishment for Aro's teasing. However, he seemed to only be enjoying it and repay her with another nip.
"He circles the clit over and over again... his fingers are at work at well...can you feel them Aaliyah?"
She nodded jerkily feeling his fingers rubbed just outside the parameter of its goal.
"He does that to make you crave. Makes you so desperate that you beg for him to let you cum."
He chuckled licking the soft spot just underneath her ear earning Marcus another tug of his long mane of hair.
"That's what he's waiting for you know...for you to beg..."
She screamed in both frustration and pleasure as Marcus sucked on the sensitive bud of her breast. Her legs gave out from the overload of senses.
This gave Caius the perfect opportunity to lift her legs over her shoulder opening her wider to his torture.
"Ask him?" Marcus whispered against her skin peeking up at her with deceivingly innocent eyes. "Ask him to let you come. He's a surprisingly merciful lover."
Her eyes squeezed shut as again the tip of Caius's tongue merely touched tip of her clitoris.
"I don't beg for something I was offered." She hissed with an air of hostility.
Marcus chuckled the vibrations from his laugh making her nipples painfully harden.
"Do you know he only teases the clit and not your opening?" Aro mused kissing the edge of her swollen lips. "Because it's more sensitive, just one touch, one lick can send..."
"Please Caius on with it!" Aaliyah roared.
Her outburst was enough to earn her an award. With motivation Caius ran his tongue over the bundle of nerves.
That's all it took to send her over, the anticipation working her up enough. Her cry was silent, her mouth agape. Her body had reached a new high and her body shook.
"That...was awesome." She whispered to no one in particular.
"Oh were not done."
With that they zipped her over to the couch throwing her onto the cushioned surface and opening her up like a well deserve present.
"I think I'll taste her nectar next. I want to see how loud I can make her scream with just my tongue." Marcus husked pulling her to the edge with a roughness she wouldn't have expected from the gentle soul.
"I believe I hold that record." Caius offered still on his knees at the middle of the floor licking his lips.
"We will see."
Aaliyah gasped as Marcus attacked her with the ferociousness of a predator. His tongue seemed to be going at top speed, nothing at all like his brother. She came within seconds, but he didn't stop, he only sped up. His tongue began to move at inhuman speeds. She cried out loudly not knowing where one orgasm began and the other ended. Tears leaked from her eyes again, it was too much. She tried to close her legs, but he only held them tighter. She tried to back again, but Aro held her in her spot using her agape mouth as an invitation for his tongue.
"You see Marcus..."Aro narrated between open mouth kisses. "He's not like Caius. Caius prefers quality to quantity. Marcus on the other hand holds the record of making a woman cum." He ran his tongue slowly over her bottom lip breathing in her cries and hisses of pleasure. "Oh and unlike Caius he is not merciful."
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her chest heaved up and down as Marcus picked up to inhuman speeds. Her legs trembled dangerously. It felt like decades when in actuality it's only been two minutes later, he began to slow down before slowing down to long licks.
"What's my count?" Marcus rumbled the movement causing Aaliyah to cry out.
"56, you're getting slow brother." Caius sneered rolling his eyes.
Aaliyah couldn't hear anything, couldn't see or think. However, despite her paralysis she couldn't stop the purr of satisfaction.
"Now it's my turn."
Her head shot up as Aro began to remove his clothes...
She tried to back away. She couldn't take anymore she needed to rest. Her body was wrung of everything that it could give. Shaking her head Aaliyah began to back away into the couch, attempting to climb over it and flee in her less than decent state.
Aro followed her movements, his eyes following her with a predator's slowness. His fingers never stopped the process of removing his clothes. "Where do you think your going?"
Still shaking her head as her legs trembled and screamed in protest, "I can't, it's too much Aro. My body is worn out please no more."
Aro cocked his head his dress pants falling to the floor. "That's not the begging that I was expecting. No matter, we just need to build up your stamina."
With one last escape attempt Aaliyah tried to roll over the back of the couch. But with the shift of air Aro grabbed Aaliyah around the waist, flipped them, and sunk her down onto his painfully erect cock. Her head fell back in euphoria and she moaned long and hard.
Aro's crestfallen groan rang in the room, his hair spilling over his shoulders in a raven waterfall.
Now she was seeing stars, her body raged in both pleasure and pain. She was stuck in a limbo of wanting it to stop and craving more. Her hands shook and before she even knew what was happening she tipped over the edge crying out a broken cry as she came again. However despite her completion Aro slowly began to pump into her with a lethargic pace that made her dizzy.
Her forehead hit Aro's shoulder as she was attacked with constant pangs of pleasure. She was so dazed that she didn't feel something hard and solid probing her back door.
A scream echoed throughout the castle as all three kings began to enjoy her body with little resistance from their little mate. The music continued to play on constant replay mixed with moans, groans, and whispered nothings.
"I love you."