by Quell T Fox
It could be me in the room fucking her right now. Either with the other guys, or alone. I could have fucked her in the club. I wanted to, badly. I was watching her the entire time she was dancing with Lenny and Maddox. Wishing that it was me she was rubbing her ass against, or me that she was tasting. But those two lucky outspoken fucks get all the good shit. I’m jealous, I’ll admit it. Sometimes it sucks being me.
I want to get up and go in there, I want to join in. To make her mine as much as she is theirs, but I can’t do it. One day I’m going to have to suck it up and talk to her, especially knowing that she is the One, because I do know now. I can feel it. I can’t keep going on like this forever and I can’t wait for her to get drunk and hope that she’ll attack me again. That may never happen, especially now that she’s upset with me. The thought of her soft lips on mine makes my dick hard. And then hearing whatever is going on in that room…I could come in my pants just listening to them.
I laid on the couch and pretended to be asleep when they came in, but I know that I didn’t fool anyone. I’m still here now, fully dressed, listening to the sex noises in the other room, my dick hard as a rock. I know they’re both in there with her, I can feel it, sense it. Since she’s been around, I think we all have been able to feel each other's emotions more than we could before. If that doesn’t say that Maddox is right, then what else would?
Maddox and Lenny and Friday.
My hand goes to my throbbing cock. I squeeze it through my pants, and it sends a sharp pleasure up through my stomach. I strain my ears to listen to the moans coming from around the corner, rubbing my cock through my pants. My hips naturally moving up with the rhythm of my hand, chasing an orgasm that I know will come too quickly. I hear a loud pleasurable shriek come from the room and I can only picture what the guys are doing to her for her to make a sound like that. The thought of them fucking her, of her taking them into her mouth...
I rub myself harder and faster, my hips grinding into my hand and I only stop when the orgasm hits. I squeeze my cock, feeling it pulse in my fist and the warm come pumps out into my pants. I release a deep, breathy moan and hope that it wasn’t too loud.
Who am I kidding? They’re too occupied to worry about me.
I look down at my pants and realize there is now a large wet spot from where my come is sitting. I lay my head back and stare at the white ceiling, my mind going a mile a minute.
I need a shower.
CHAPTER 17
Maddox
When Lenny comes into my room in the morning the sun is barely up. I haven’t been sleeping well the last few nights, worse than normal. I’ve never been able to sleep well, it’s a Vampire thing. Except that one night that I shared the bed with Friday. That was the best sleep I’ve gotten in years. So when he first comes in and climbs into my bed, I throw the pillow at him and yell at him to get out.
“Maddox, it’s Monday morning. Get up.” He taps my bare shoulder. “We gotta do this before Friday wakes up.”
It takes me a minute to realize what he’s talking about.
“It’s not even your turn Lenny. Go away.”
“Do you really trust Alec with this right now?”
“Go wake up Cal.”
“Just get up and let’s get this over with.”
Lenny does this every week, it’s the reason our bond is so strong. I’d probably bond with the other guys more if they took his place more often, but neither of them lives close by. Not close enough where it’s worth it to drive to them just to feed.
Yes, feed.
I am a Vampire, I have urges and needs. The best way to keep me in good working condition is weekly feedings. Not all vampires need that to sustain, it’s different for everyone. Some need more and some need less. Over the years we’ve found that this is what works for me. Rules are though, that when we are all together Lenny gets a break and I feed off the other guys. It takes a toll on him, more so when his mood isn’t great. He isn’t always a happy-go-lucky Lenny. I see him when he’s down, I help him through it. Me.
“No, get out and let me sleep.”
“Whatever then, be a grumpy bitch.” I swat at him but he’s too quick. He’s up and out of my room in a second and just as soon I’m falling back to sleep.
***
“Hey, Maddox?” Callan whispers and I’m woken up…yet again. It feels like it’s been mere minutes since Lenny left.
“What do you want, Cal?” I say into the pillow, too tired to move. I’m naked and I’m sure it’s bothering him, but I don’t give a fuck. It’s my room. If he wants to talk then he can deal with my bare ass.
“Uh, can we talk?” I groan at the question.
“Does it have to be right now? Kinda sleeping here.”
“I guess not.” He must leave the room because I hear the soft click of the door closing and once again, I drift back to sleep.
***
A soft knocking wakes me up this time.
“Is this a fucking joke?” I growl into the pillow. “I’m trying to sleep!”
“Well you don’t have to be such a dick about it! I was just bringing you some food.” A sassy feminine voice sounds from the other side of the door.
Shit.
I force myself out of bed and to the door, but when I open it there is no one there. I step into the hallway, not caring that I’m still ass naked. The amazing smell of pancakes fills the air. When I reach the kitchen, I see her standing over the stove flipping pancakes. I walk in, noticing that Callan and Lenny are at the table both with plates piled high with pancakes.
“Damn, could you put some pants on?”
“Come on, Cal, you know you like looking at my cock.”
“You wish.”
“Where’s my food, Doll?” I turn my body towards Friday, who is still flipping pancakes and avoiding eye contact.
“I gave them to Lenny and Callan, the guys that aren’t being dicks to me.”
“Oh, chill out. Are you making more?”
“Only if you ask nicely.” I hear Lenny snicker at the table, I flip my middle finger at him, not bothering to turn around.
“Please?” Fuck, that was not easy. She turns to stare at me, hand on her hip and the other one holding a spatula. She’s not satisfied. “Pretty, please?” I give her a toothy smile.
“Fine, but only because you begged.” I roll my eyes, she’s trying to be cute and she is, I’ll give her that. I shuffle to the table, deciding to stay naked only to piss off Callan. “Tell Alec about that, and I’ll chop off your nuts. Both of you.” I point to them both, Lenny holds his hands up in surrender and Callan ignores me, continuing to eat his heaping pile of pancakes.
“Tell me what? And why the fuck are you naked?” We all look up at Alec who walks in, wearing only pajama pants. That is…not normal. Like, really not normal. He never walks around without his shirt on, not after what happened. Not even around us. His scars aren’t as visible as they used to be, but they can still be seen. All of them. Fuck, I can’t believe he’s doing this in front of Friday. I woke up in another dimension. There’s no other explanation.
“Would you like some pancakes?” Friday asks him as she places my full plate down in front of me.
“Sure.” He pulls out the only remaining seat at the table and sits…his phone nowhere to be seen.
“Are you feeling okay?” I ask him, tilting my head to the side, because something just doesn’t seem right, he’s being too…nice. Well, not nice exactly but he’s not being a straight dick and that just isn’t normal.
“I’m fine.” He leans back in his chair, crossing his hands behind his head.
“Is there more?” Lenny asks excitedly.
“She hasn’t even eaten yet!” Callan says louder than his normally soft-spoken voice.
“Did I wake up in another reality or something?” I look around to all the guys and it kind of feels like the old days. We’re all here, together around a table and eating.
It’s weird as fuck.
I do
n’t like it.
Something is really fucking wrong.
“I’m making more, relax guys.” Lenny gets up and heads to the living room to get the small wooden chair that pairs with the desk. He brings it back to the table placing it between him and I. It doesn’t take long for Friday to finish up. She walks over balancing three plates in her hands. I give her a questioning look. “What? I’ve waitressed once…or twice.” The large platter gets placed in the center of the table with mounds of pancakes, one plate goes to Alec and the other to herself. She sits down, looks around at each of us with a satisfied look on her face before she picks up her fork to eat.
When we are all done eating Callan speaks up, again, which really throws me for a loop. “Friday,” he says calmly, folding his arms in front of him on the table “would it be okay with you if I spoke to the guys privately?” She looks a little taken aback, but not offended, just surprised. Part of me wants to smack him for saying something like that. Who knows what she’s thinking?
“Of course not. I need to go through my stuff, anyways.” She stands from the table reaching for the dirty plates, but Lenny puts a hand over it and tells her that he will take care of it. She walks towards the hallway but pauses and spins around. “Can you do me just one favor?” She holds up a finger. We all look at her and give our different versions of yes. “If you guys want me to go, could you give me at least a day? I have nowhere--”
“It’s not like that. At all. We don’t want you to go.” Callan speaks, yet again. I sit back and cross my arms over my bare chest. What the fuck is happening to this world? When the fuck did he grow balls? I let out a slow breath, convinced that I am dreaming right now. Friday smiles and heads to her room, closing the door behind her.
“Am I dreaming?’ They all give me a confused look. “You all are acting weird as fuck and it’s starting to freak me out. Lenny is being quiet, Callan is talking, willingly and to a girl, and Alec is fucking socializing. Have you guys lost your minds?”
Everyone looks around the table, a bit of realization hitting them all like they had no idea that this isn’t normal anymore.
“Before you start talking about whatever it is you need to say, it’s Monday. You and Alec need to decide who is going to let Maddox feed. He won’t let me do it.” Lenny says while grabbing another pancake. I think he could eat more than us three combined.
“I’ll do it,” they both say in unison and this is it. I know something is wrong. They drugged me, someone drugged me. No, maybe I’m dead. That has to be it. I’m dead.
“Are you guys still drunk?” I ask, because I still cannot wrap my head around what is going on in front of me.
“I’ll do it, Alec can do it next week.” They both shrug. Everyone still ignoring my concerns about all of this…strangeness.
“We need to discuss what we are doing here. I know that Maddox and Lenny are certain about Friday, and I can now confidently say that I am on board as well.” He’s quiet for a moment, thinking of how he wants to word his thoughts. He readjusts his glasses and continues talking. “Alec, this is on you, buddy. But, before you say anything just know that-”
“I’m in.”
“You’re in? Just like that?” My voice goes up a pitch or two. Completely and utterly fucking shocked at what I am hearing. My jaw is still hanging open as the other three guys give me a look like I’m the fucked up one here. I’m the only one still acting normal! The only one!
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Okay, that was simpler than I expected. So, since we are all on board, now what? What is the plan?” He redirects his questions to me.
“Are you guys sure you’re all feeling okay? Do you have a fever? Headache?” I look to each of them, but none of them respond. They must be possessed. Robots? Fucking aliens? I stand up and walk to the coffee pot, scratching my head as I go. Maybe I’m still sleeping and I don’t know it yet. Maybe it’s the lack of blood, maybe I need to feed more than I thought?
“Maddox? The plan?” Callan’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I look down at the full pot of coffee and realize that I’ve been standing here longer than I thought. I grab the pot and four mugs, placing them down on the table. Callan stands and heads to the tiny fridge and pulls out a dish of half & half and some packets of sugar from one of the cabinets.
“I, uh…I still haven’t figured that out yet. What do you guys think?” And I just asked their opinion on something...wow, I’ve lost my marbles. We’ve all been poisoned. No, we were all kidnapped by aliens, probed and had our personalities mixed up.
I pour two of the half & half cups into my mug and mix it. I watch as the darkened liquids swirls to a lighter shade of brown. I blink a few times and shake my head. I take a sip of coffee, then another…and another. I really need to wake up from this…man, it’s not even a nightmare. This should be a good thing, right?
“I think that we need to tell her and deal with whatever comes at us. We aren’t going to know what she knows if we don’t bring it up first.”
“I agree. I can do it.” Lenny offers. Still stuffing his face with pancakes. I think he’s on number ten. Is it shocking to know that that number doesn’t shock me?
“That is probably the best idea. You guys seem to have hit it off well. Maddox?” Callan’s dark green eyes meet mine, and there is something there. Something new…that I don’t recognize.
“Fine by me. As soon as possible.” I look to Lenny and he nods. “Reconvene next week, then?”
They all nod their heads.
“Now, can you put some fucking clothes?
CHAPTER 18
The butterflies in my stomach are going crazy the entire time I’m sorting through my clothes, and not for a good reason. I would hate if they are trying to get rid of me. I know that I don’t have a place here, but I’ve grown to like these guys. All of them. It’s not just about having nowhere to go, yeah that definitely sucks, but that’s not it. It’s also not about the sex, that is good, really good, but it’s more than that. I like it here, with these guys. I feel like if Callan and Alec opened up more, we could all be like a family. Just now, making them all breakfast, that was great. Feeling wanted and appreciated. I’ve never felt anything like that before. It was…good.
I finish sorting through the clothes that are still all over the floor. Yesterday, I had left a large pile that I didn’t have time to go through, and then during our sexcapades some of the piles that I did sort, got all mixed up again. Now that everything is completely sorted out, I fold everything. Putting some items away in the drawers but putting most away in the bags that can stay in the jeep when we move again. I plan to ask one of the guys to go with me today to get a suitcase or a backpack, to make it easier when coming into a new place. Like they do. Something that I can carry on my own. If I am in fact going to stay, that is. I know Callan said that it wasn’t like that, they aren’t trying to get rid of me. I can’t help but worry anyway.
A soft knock sounds at the door, I look up from my spot on the floor and Lenny walks in.
“Hey, D. Can we talk?”
“Ready to tell me to go?”
“Nooo, silly. We want you to stay.”
“Really?”
“Uh, yeah.”
My arms go around his neck and I pull him into a hug. His arms wrap around my waist and he picks me up and spins me.
“Can we go by a store? I want to pick up a suitcase.”
“Anything you want.”
“I’m going to change. Meet you in five?”
He nods, places a kiss on my forehead and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. I make quick work of grabbing clothes, changing and using the tall mirror in the corner of the room to fix my semi-crazy hair.
Lenny is waiting for me on the couch in the living room with the other guys. They’re all together watching a movie.
All of them.
Even Alec, without his phone.
“Ready?”
I nod my head eagerly. He stands and heads f
or the door, holding it open for me and we walk to the elevator together. When we reach the bottom floor, Lenny takes my hand before leading me out to the street. He waves down a taxi and we get into the back together when one stops in front of us. We tell him where we want to go, and he speeds off. We get to a big-name store in about fifteen minutes. We sit in the back seat in silence, Lenny never letting go of my hand. My gaze stays out the window at all the passing scenery and people.
“Why’d we take a tax instead of driving?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I thought it would be more of an adventure this way.”
He’s so adorable.
When we get to the store the taxi driver asks if we would like him to wait but we tell him no. I figured we would be quick but Lenny said that he wanted to take our time and look around. Enjoy time with just us, which sends the little butterflies in my stomach into a frenzy, this time in a good way.
He wants to be alone with me.
An hour later, we’re walking out of the store with a large purple suitcase and matching t-shirts. We saw them and thought they were too funny to pass up. His has a piece of bacon that has been cartoonized with a face, hands and feet. Mine is a fried egg in the same style. They are both running towards the side of the shirt, so when we stand next to each other it looks like they are running into each other’s arms. Corny, I know, but fucking amazing. I also found a keychain that I had to buy for Maddox.
We walk outside and the sun is shining. The weather today is beautiful. it’s not too hot and there isn’t a rain cloud in site. It’s perfect. There are a few taxis lined up towards the side of the building, we walk over and get into one. Lenny tells them where we are staying and we start the short ride back to the hotel.
“Didn’t you want to talk about something?”
“It can wait til’ we get back.”
The rest of the ride back is silent, we both keep our eyes glued out the window watching the people, cars and buildings that we drive by. Lenny doesn’t let go of my hand for a second.