by Erin R Flynn
“Yes, one is, Lady Seraphine,” he called over a few moments later.
“How about we start here as you wanted and continue in a private hot tub suite? It might be a bit cramped with all of us, but Vlad and Monroe won’t be staying after they witness this part.”
“You, me, and twenty-five men in a hot tub? Sure, I’d love to,” he chuckled.
“Not sure they can all fit in the hot tub, but the room at least,” I drawled. “Guys, we need to move this table, and we don’t have much time.” Apollo lifted me off and into his arms while they carefully moved the heavy table, then he put me on the seat so I was kneeling away from him. “Just so we’re clear, this doesn’t mean—”
“Yes, yes, I know you like it this way, but let me at least pretend you would let me truly dominate you,” he grumbled.
“Fine, as long as that’s not the story we’re telling people, as you all take that shit way too seriously.”
“We do,” he agreed and thrust into me. I hadn’t even heard a zipper or anything, but apparently he was taking this lack of time thing seriously. “Better than I remember. Feed your mistress.”
Yup, that was part of it. He’d been dying to know what Goran had felt better and control what was allowed.
Zlat immediately appeared in front of me, worry in his eyes. I smiled at him, moaning as Apollo used all of his strength and speed on my body. “I’m willing, very willing. It’s okay. It’s not like before.”
“You’re sure?” he checked, sighing when I nodded. He kissed me, and I fed.
Carter took his place, his eyes glazed over. “Two men have touched you, and another is taking you, and all I can think about is begging you to let me have your attention next.”
“She’ll be worn out,” Apollo grunted. “You have chances to beg her after I leave.” I was about to open my mouth to remind him I was right there, having a bit of a flashback to something I didn’t want to. “Seraphine, you would not be so cruel to me, would you?”
“No,” I promised, giving Carter a wink before feeding from him. “But if you plan to wear me out, I’m going to do the same.”
“Please do,” Apollo groaned deeply.
I angled to kiss him and fed him power, wanting him to have it as the “liberal” councilmember and one we would obviously get along with. He finished so hard his whole body practically convulsed with the force of it. I smiled when he collapsed against me, kissing my neck and praising me for all of them to witness.
It was sort of hard not to smirk at Vlad like the fat fuck you he kept deserving.
“Okay, guests and anyone not interested in playing can leave now.”
“You said only Monroe and Vlad would leave,” Apollo countered as he gently moved off of me.
“There are a few who want to leave, and I would feel more comfortable if they did,” I said easily, being honest. Brutus was one of them. He looked almost terrified when he realized we might play council type games. Apollo opened his mouth to object, but I stood and moved my hand to his lips. “They are mine to protect now, and I protect my people even from uncomfortable situations. Now I have games I want to play, or do you want to argue?”
He kissed my hand, his gaze raking over my naked body. “Let’s play.”
I had a feeling that would be the answer.
The guys moved back the table as Goran handed over my robe but then lifted me up into his arms and carried me to the elevator. Tasar led us to the right room, and we lost about seven people in the end but still had more than enough of an audience for Apollo.
“What do you wish to play, my darling?” he murmured as he slid off my robe while I set the controls.
I went to open my mouth, but my siren reminded me I’d given her the night to play and answered as I turned around. “A friendly wager. If you can hold out against my seduction, I will give you a prize. If you can’t, I get a prize.” She was finished, but I added something. “And no big ass diamonds.”
“Of course,” he chuckled, getting naked again too. “How long do I have to hold out?”
I shrugged. “Five minutes? Not too hard, but not too easy either.”
“I do love to play,” he agreed.
I had him sit on one side of the hot tub while I had Goran, Carter, and Emilio join me, and they were his three favorites but had only been with Goran since the other two were straight. I glanced at Zlat and nodded.
“Five minutes on the clock,” he muttered, tapping his phone. “Go.”
I slid right onto Goran’s lap and kissed Carter before turning to Emilio. “Do you want another sip?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he muttered, lowering his head to my breast.
“Oh, you like watching that,” I teased Goran, feeling his response to it, gasping as Emilio bit my nipple. “Carter, do you want to touch me?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he breathed, kissing along the other side of my neck opposite from Goran.
“You can do better than that,” I taunted him before leaning in and licking Emilio’s fang. “Do you wish to sink more into me? Feel me completely for the first time?”
“Yes,” he moaned, pulling me against him as Carter slid his hand under my thigh and lifted me so I was floating in the water. He kissed me silly while Goran bit my nipple and Carter did between my legs while taking good care of me.
“I yield,” Apollo snarled not long in, and suddenly I was in his arms. I cried out as he sank his fangs hard into my breast, not just the nipple, and he wrapped me around him, about to thrust, but I moved to cut him off. He raised his head and gave me a dangerous look that made me shiver, feeling his age and power. “I want my prize.”
“You lost,” I reminded him.
“Yes, but there was always the prize of you,” he growled before licking the bite closed. “I want my prize.”
As much as I liked the aggressive attitude, we were still playing and I couldn’t yield. Instead, I tripped him so he plopped on the lip of the hot tub and I moved to straddle his lap. “I’m not done playing with you yet. Double or nothing?”
“How do I know this prize you have planned is worth the trouble?”
“It is,” Goran promised. “I know the gift she was planning for you since you traveled all this way.”
“You’ll want more of it,” I promised, licking my lips as I eyed him over. “Double or nothing?”
“Yes,” he agreed, fire and intrigue in his eyes.
“You’re going to sit on Goran while I sit on you, and whoever climaxes first loses. Full climax, not just dry ones or aftershocks. Can you hold out longer than me, Apollo?”
He searched my eyes and smirked, probably assuming his thousands of years of sex would help him. “Rules?”
“You can tease me as much as we’ll tease you. Any way you can tease me is allowed.” I smiled brightly, knowing full well what he would plan, but I had my own thoughts on that.
“Deal.”
Shit, maybe I liked council and vampire games as long as I liked the vampire I was playing with. I watched as he and Goran got into place, slowly lowering myself onto Apollo and tightening myself until he groaned.
“Carter, I believe Seraphine could use some attention.”
“He’s mine now, Apollo,” I purred, having guessed that right. “He listens to me.”
“You minx,” he accused, laughing when I smirked at him. “Yes, I did count on their help, but I am not without my own wiles.”
“Neither am I,” I promised, waving over one of the other vampires and feeding heavily while teasing Apollo. Then I gave him that energy as I moved my hips, knowing he was getting good from Goran too as I did.
He responded with pinching my nipples in a perfect way, and honestly that made me close, but my siren flooded me with energy to chill out, not taking the chance we would lose.
I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered the dirtiest, naughtiest everything in his ear I wanted to do to him or have him watch done to me. The hormones in the room were crazy with what I said, and I felt almost d
runk off of them, it backfiring more than I would have thought. I went for the win and bit my lip enough to bleed before kissing him deeply while squeezing him tightly and reaching down and teasing his sac.
I won and I won big as he screamed in Greek and pulled me onto him hard enough to hurt as he finished… Multiple times from what I could see and feel. I realized Goran had helped and drank from Apollo, giving me a wink like he had my back.
My very kinky back, but fuck, it was fun. We tired out Apollo, and I was wiped by then too.
“What is my gift even if I didn’t win more as the prize?” he asked minutes later as we soaked in the tub, completely wiped, his lips teasing my neck as we enjoyed the post orgasmic glow.
“Four cases of the blood drinks we serve with my blood in it,” I murmured, snuggling against him. “Nina figured out the old trick witches used to use to preserve blood longer for vampires when it was so much harder to get. We decided to bottle some up for you so you can have a taste of me whenever you want.”
“Yes, I would have wanted more of that,” he growled and somehow found the energy to recover. I moaned as he held me to him, thrusting up in me for all to watch. “Feel the desire, Seraphine. They want you. They all want you, and not because you are a siren, but a goddess. You are a true goddess, beautiful, wise, benevolent, and powerful. Let the goddess out and make us feel your power.”
So I did. I was a total bitch who let it out and a lot to enthrall them all for the next few hours. It was amazing and a bit scary, if I was honest. I could see how sirens went dark side and enslaved the minds and hearts of men and women. It was like a drug, how I was a drug to them, their desire was almost a drug to me. And that night I overindulged, sating my siren for maybe even a long time.
Hopefully a long time because if I experienced fun like that too often, even my wolf and human Sera side might crave it too, and that would be dangerous.
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