"I'm gonna give you everything you need"

"Pour Some Sugar on Me" by Def Leppard

PAUL FELT A thrill run up his spine when Sevyn agreed not only to let them stay but to also let them participate. He couldn't stop the brilliant grin that curled the corners of his lips. Marko reached behind him and grabbed two bottles, tossing one to Paul and reading the other.

Strawberries and cream.

He grinned and showed Paul, the two seemingly having a private joke together.

Sevyn looked between them with furrowed eyebrows. "What? What's so funny?"

"Nothing, babe," Paul placated unconvincingly. Marko snickered.

She rolled her eyes and glanced between the two of them, trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever they were planning. They weren't the only ones having lascivious thoughts. How could she not? They were sexy and naked, right within reaching distance.

Marko poured a small amount of shampoo into his hand and gently ran it through her pink locks. Her hair was longer than when she arrived, now reaching the tops of her shoulders. While she hadn't cut it more than a trim, she kept up with the color. He made a note of how soft it was, how pretty. His nails ran luxuriously over her scalp as he worked, massaging the soap in.

While Marko cleaned her hair, Paul's soapy hands started smoothing down her arms from her shoulders, down to her fingertips and back again. Her arms were lifted one at a time to be thoroughly cleaned by careful hands.

Sevyn's eyes fluttered closed as she enjoyed their careful ministrations. Her body felt like it was on fire, only tempered by the cool water surrounding their lower halves. She pinched her thighs together in order to stave off the burning desire building in her core.

American Horror Show by Snow Wife came on, fueling her mood, making her burn brighter. She wanted to touch them, but she kept her hands to herself for now.

Marko seemed to be focused on his task, drawing out the anticipation. By the time his eyes connected with hers, she was practically vibrating with excitement. He flashed her his signature Cheshire grin, winking. The curly-haired vampire couldn't help but snicker at the blush that stained her cheeks. She was adorable.

Meanwhile, Paul was admiring every inch of soft skin he touched, his hands exploring the expanse of her shoulders and back. Her silhouette was the thing of wet dreams. She was small, but she had enough curves to make her feminine, full breasts fit her slight frame and a peachy ass. The scent of strawberries and cream was heavy in the air, making his head a little dizzy. He wanted to take a bite of her, taste her sweet-smelling blood.

Maybe she'd let him take a small nip.

He dug his fingertips into the tense muscles of her shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze and rub. Paul wanted her languid and loose for what he had in mind, and he knew Marko was on the same page. It was time to push their girl a little further – she seemed to be hesitant to accept their claim on her, and that would just not do.

"Dip down and lean back," Marko muttered, helping Sevyn dip back after Paul moved away so he could rinse her hair of the shampoo, careful of her eyes. He watched her glance up at Paul only for him to answer with a bright grin. Even he could admit that Sevyn and Paul made a cute couple. They matched each other's energy and thirst for life. The two burned brightly, a world of technicolor brilliance.

What shook him was that he was starting to see how well he fit with her, too. She didn't just lay back and take his teasing; she met him with equal sass, and he loved it. She didn't get her feelings hurt and pout - she gave as good as she got, and he could respect that.

When her hair was free of the soap, Marko pulled her back up and replaced the shampoo in his hand with conditioner. Sevyn kept her face purposefully blank, keeping herself aware of the two boys tending to her. She couldn't lie to herself, let alone them: she wanted this. She wanted everything they were thinking, and she had wanted it for longer than she was willing to admit.

This time, Marko kept his gaze fixed on Sevyn's face, her own eyes closed. She couldn't handle the intimacy of staring into his eyes while he took care of her. It made her feel something in her chest that she wasn't fond of.

When he instructed Sevyn to lean back again, he bent forward, following her, until he could latch on to one of her pink nipples. A startled gasp escaped her lips, the noise melted into a quiet moan when he scraped his teeth over the bud. She shivered before sitting up straight.

Marko immediately attached his lips to hers, swallowing another surprised noise. It didn't take her nearly as much time to fall into the kiss this time than it did last time. Her palms lay tentatively on his shoulders, her fingers curling around them as if to hold him to her. One of his hands found its way to her hair, fisting the strands at the back of her head, moving her where he wanted.

"That's right, baby, just relax," Paul purred hypnotically. She did exactly as he instructed, letting herself be swept away by his words. His lips connected with her shoulder again, laying kisses along its expanse. Her scent made him lightheaded.

Slowly, his hand skimmed down her toned stomach to the v between her legs, his fingers ghosting over her clit. Another, stronger shudder rippled through her at the light caress. His touch steadily grew more firm, drawing tight circles over her, using her slick arousal to aid his movements.

Marko's lips trailed across her jaw while she was distracted, nose skimming along her throat, breathing her in deep. She smelled so sweet that he was drooling, wrestling with the need to drop his fangs and take a bite.

At his wit's end, he leaned up to stare at her intensely. "Tell me we can bite you. I have to know what you taste like," he demanded. It took everything in him not to press his influence forward to force the issue, but he knew that would do more harm than good in terms of their relationship. Instead, he hoped the look on his face communicated his desperate need.

Sevyn would like to say that she turned him down immediately – that she at least thought about it for a while before answering – but then she'd be lying. Lost in a haze of lust, she nodded immediately and tilted her head to the side to offer her vein to the mischievous vampire.

He didn't give her a chance to change her mind; instead, he struck fast, taking deep pulls of her blood. It tasted like ambrosia, and he was lost to it. Dwayne was right, she tasted better than anyone he'd ever had before. With herculean effort, he was able to pull back after a few mouthfuls. He leaned back and grinned at her dazed expression, licking his red lips clean of her.

"Delicious," he cooed before reconnecting their lips.

She made the sweetest noises as Paul played with her, now sliding two fingers inside her tight pussy. He groaned at the feel of her wet, silky walls clamping down on him as she reached her peak.

He bit her neck without warning, unable to resist any longer. He groaned, his front pressing against her, grinding his erection against her ass. Like Marko, he took only a few pulls before releasing her.

His self-control snapped. Mentally, he nudged Marko, who understood immediately. His packmate broke off a passionate kiss to hop up on the pool's rocky ledge, his erection pointing upward. Sevyn let out an adorable gasp at the sight of Marko's cock.

Paul smirked and said, "Show me that ass, babe." As soon as she bent over, he whistled and slapped her cheek, loving the blush. "Damn, Marko, you should see this. Fucking masterpiece."

"Maybe she'll let us take a picture next time, she seems right at home in front of a camera," Marko teased, fisted his cock while taking in the scene in front of him. He definitely wanted to get a good look at her from Paul's angle, and he wasn't kidding about taking a picture. She had bought that polaroid last month, he was sure he could convince her to take some pictures for them.

"Oh dude, she's into it, she's dripping," Paul exclaimed, smacking his hand down on the other cheek. Sevyn's reaction was to arch her back and press closer, a moan pouring past her lips. "I can't wait to be buried inside this little pussy, the way you were squeezing my fingers - you're going to choke my cock."

"I'm ready to fuck her face now. Come here, pixie girl, and wrap those pretty lips around me," Marko demanded.

Marko and Paul's banter was like a pornographic soundtrack to their threesome. Sevyn immediately did as Marko commanded and slipped his head between her lips, tongue swirling around him. She smiled as he jumped and groaned when her tongue ring rolled over the sensitive spot below his head.

One.

Two.

She gave three swipes of her tongue over the spot.

Sevyn squealed and moaned around Marko, her mouth sinking eagerly down him, cheeks hollowing out. Each thrust pushed her down Marko's cock deeper and deeper. Truthfully, she loved it like this – she could slowly sink her mouth down over the cock in front of her until she had him at the back of her throat. She felt deliciously full of Paul, the stretch burning so nicely. A shiver trickled down her spine.

She gagged once before moaning around him causing Marko to throw his head back with a loud groan. "Fuck, Sevyn, just like that. Damn, that tongue ring feels amazing, keep sucking." The vampire in front of her sunk his hand in her hair and started using her face to get off. She simply relaxed her jaw and kept sucking around him while her free hand came up to roll his balls in her palm.

Turquoise eyes fixed up on the hazel ones above her, memorizing every look that crossed Marko's face. Sevyn was exactly where she wanted to be at this moment. Being sandwiched between these two was a fantasy she'd had before and was amazed she was living it out. Her whole body was raw and sensitive, every touch, every stroke built up the fire in her lower belly.

Paul was in heaven right now. Her pussy was tight, wet, and warm – pure perfection. He knew he'd want her often, that she'd be a freak in bed, and he loved it. His hands gripped her hips tightly, leaving bruises. "Baby, you feel too good, I'm not going to last much longer. I want you to come with me," Paul panted.

Letting go of one of her hips, he reached around to rub her clit again, the pads of his fingers pressing firmly. His thrusts picked up in intensity which drew more loud moans from the girl until they grew into a muffled scream as she came.

Her pussy did strangle his cock as she came, just like he knew it would, triggering his own orgasm. He growled through clenched teeth as he felt his soul practically leave his body.

In front of him, Sevyn trembled as she rode out the crashing waves of her intense release. The loud noises that vibrated around Marko's cock made him join the other two in his orgasm, Sevyn swallowing dutifully.

After finishing, she released him and panted deeply, trying to come down from the high. She rested her head on Marko's thigh, taking a moment for herself. A hand – probably Paul's – began to smooth up and down her spine tenderly, goosebumps following the touch.

"She looks fucking wrecked," Paul said, pure male pride coloring his voice.

"Yeah, not a thought in that pretty head," Marko mocked playfully.

"She was asking for it. She was - what word did she use?" He paused to consider it. "Oh yeah, thirsty." The two vampires snickered to themselves, clearly proud of the state they left her in.

"I'm glowing, not deaf," Sevyn grumbled, sitting up again.

As soon as Marko was free, he jumped up and started getting dressed, seemingly uncaring about being wet. While Sevyn discreetly cleaned herself, Paul climbed out and grabbed her towel, wiggling it at her. She reached forward to grab it, but he jerked it away.

She raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow at him, hip cocked, palm braced on the swell. "You're withholding my towel? You're a psycho."

"I am. What do I get for it?" Paul asked, unrepentant.

"How about this, you give me my towel and I'll let you wear me like a straitjacket later," Sevyn teased, grinning.

"Fucking deal." He mirrored her expression, holding his free hand out to help her up.