by E. M. Moore
I stared into his blue-gray eyes. “He says I need to feel it. What it’s like to orgasm when someone’s inside me. He came too quickly.”
I looked down at the carpet in Christian’s room, but he lifted my chin up. “And he thinks I can do that?”
“I suppose so.”
His eyes drilled down into mine. “You wanted to lose it with him, didn’t you? Because Stephan was the only one of us who was a virgin?”
I nodded and opened my mouth to speak.
He shook his head. “I’m not mad.” He smiled. “I think I love you even more for doing that. For giving Stephan that…” His hand trailed down my back to cup my ass. “You know this is wrong on so many levels now. I’m your teacher.”
“You were this,” I said, gesturing between the two of us, “before you were my teacher.”
His fingers kneaded into me. “It’s not a problem for me,” he added. “I was just stating the obvious. How am I going to look at you in class and not think about this?” He stared down at my bare chest, and then lower.
“I guess it’s a good thing classes are postponed for right now, huh?” I teased. I lifted my hands to undo the buttons of his shirt. When I finished, I smoothed my hands out over his chest and then worked my hands upward, over his shoulders, and then down his arms, taking his shirt with me. It fell to the floor behind him and I moved to his belt, loosening it before unbuttoning his pants and sliding my hands around to clench his ass like he did mine. The pants and belt slid down his legs and hit the floor.
There. Now we were on a level playing field.
I looked up, my hands shaking when my gaze locked on his. If it weren’t for Christian, I might’ve never realized what I would be losing here just because of fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of new beginnings. I swallowed, trying to release the pressure in my chest. “Thank you for not letting me leave all those months ago.”
The corner of his mouth tipped up. “I think you should know, there was no way I was letting you get away from us. You were so important to us then, you just didn’t know.”
“I know now,” I told him truthfully, feeling the rightness of it all the way to my core. “I feel it all the time.”
He stepped forward, his hips meeting mine, pressing his hardness against me. “I’m going to prove it to you anyway.”
He bowed down, capturing my lips. His hands moved to the back of my neck as he pressed me forward. In between kisses, he whispered sweet things in my ear. It went beyond how pretty he thought I was, how perfect. He told me he couldn’t wait to have me like this. That he couldn’t wait until we were one person, joined in more ways than just the obvious. He wanted me, and only me, forever. And forever, in vampire terms, was a long time. It meant more hearing someone like him say those words because forever could actually mean an eternity in this world. Hearing him say that, and knowing that he meant every word, filled me from the inside out. Every kiss, he seared into me the proof of his love, every finger graze reminded me of the tenderness between us. It didn’t take long before the heat Stephan had began built in my core again. I reached between us and slid his boxers down, letting them drop to the floor.
He picked me up, his hands sliding under my thighs as he turned toward the bed. He lowered me down slowly, taking his time and kissing me as he went. Wherever his lips were near, he kissed. My skin bloomed between heat and cool, fire and ice. He hovered over me, his gaze taking me all in. I reached up to move the dirty blond sweep of hair from his eyes. “I’m ready, Christian,” mirroring the words I told Stephan.
Christian also reached into a drawer beside his bed. With him, he pulled the condom out slowly, opening the package and rolling the rubber on as if it was just another moment to excite my anticipation. I held by breath as he poised himself at my entrance. He rubbed the tip of his hardness over my core, dipping in slightly, then pulling out to tease me. I gripped his behind, urging him closer. His face strained, he groaned, dipping in once more, then rubbing his head on my clit. My legs fell open wider, begging him to fill me. This time when he was at my entrance, he didn’t stop. He slid in inch by excruciating inch. My hands twisted in Christian’s sheets until he was fully seated. He let out a breath. “I can see why Stephan didn’t last. God, Ariana, you feel so good.”
He rested on his forearms and kissed me, his strokes long and slow, intense, as everything Christian did was. He lifted my legs up around his waist and I locked my ankles. With my hips in this new angle, a new sensation quivered through me. I moaned, my heart beating like mad in my chest as he shortened his strokes and ground his hips against mine. “Oh, yes.”
Christian’s kisses lowered, passing over my chin, neck, until he took one of my nipples into his hot mouth. My hips came off the bed and he slammed into me. We both cried out. We did that again and again, a rhythm of pounding hearts, short breaths, and searching for the peak of our oneness. His hand slid down my hip, holding me in place as he increased his speed. He moved to my other nipple, swirling his tongue and flicking and teasing. The heat between my legs intensified. “Yes, Christian. You’re going to make me.”
A noise of pure satisfaction escaped him. His eyes shone down at me as he rolled his hips into mine again and again. Suspended, I knew what was coming. I lay languidly in the increasing pleasure an instant before I knew my world would tilt on its axis. Then, Christian reached between us and rubbed my clit. I cried out, yanking my locked legs forward so he would grind into me. He did it again and again until my happiness rested on rushing for the precipice. The soft moans escaping me intensified. Christian’s jaw locked, set on his mission, but when he saw me staring at him, he bit his lip, letting his true pleasure show. My body trembled and one last time, Christian rubbed his thumb over my clit before he buried himself inside me and my world unraveled before my eyes. I clung to Christian as a shooting intensity coursed through my limbs and my insides clenched around his harness. My head fell back against the bed to ride out the waves of pleasure as Christian still rolled his hips into me repeatedly. “Yes, Ariana. Let it go.”
Spent, I let out one last cry on a sigh and then Christian finally slowed. His movements languid, he stared down at me in awe as he rocked inside me still, riding out the last of my orgasm. “That was beautiful,” he said. I reached up to kiss him, trying to infuse in him how much that meant to me. When I pulled away, he smiled. “Care if we try another position?”
I shook my head. Of course not. I wanted to try anything and everything, and Christian still hadn’t experienced what I just had. As soon as I told him my answer, he flipped us so I was on top. I gasped, then placed my hands on the bed to get my bearings at suddenly being upright. With one hand on my chest, he sat me up. I looked down at him. “You want me like this?”
His face clouded over. “I want you every way, but we’ll start with this.” He rolled his hips up and my mouth dropped. So many sensations with each differing position.
“Ohhh.”
He smiled and placed his hands on my hips. “Just do what makes you feel good.”
He reached for my hands and placed them on his chiseled abs. I lifted my booty up and then slid back down him. Then, I rolled my hips, squeezing him between my thighs.
His head fell back against the bed. “You’re so tight. God, Ariana. Please.”
I rocked down onto him, fitting into a rhythm that, somehow, someway, brought back the heat between my legs. He reached up to play with my breasts and my head fell back as I rode him, my hair tickling my mid-back.
“God, yes,” he said. “Like that. Don’t stop.”
I stayed there until the pressure increased little by little, taking in every hard ridge of his dick inside me, exploring the way it felt as I slid up and down the length of him, scorching my insides with new angles. Unbelievably, the delicious heat mounted again until I strained toward that perfect moment once more. My movements quickened and Christian’s hips started to meet mine.
“More,” Christian said.
I ground into him harder
, not knowing where he ended and I began, just loving the way we felt when we were together. Christian’s fingers curled into my ass, only spurring me on. I lost myself, my movements frenzied as I climbed higher and higher, my insides racing toward the daring cliff like a thrill seeker.
“Ohh,” Christian moaned. His hands moved up my hips, anchoring me with one, two, three strokes before his eyes widened and he twitched inside me. His hips lifted from the bed, grinding into me. At the very thought that I did that. That I made Christian Ravana lose himself inside me, my own orgasm hit hard and strong.
“Yes,” I cried out. “Oh my God.”
Moans took over us both as we slowly rode our waves of pleasure out. Then, Christian twisted again and I was facing him on the bed. He pulled me close, and pressed his lips to mine. I kissed him back, noticing his fangs had slid out. I moaned into him, reveling in what that meant. “That was perfect.”
He slid my hair around my ear, smiling down at me. “You have no idea.”
A knock on the door sounded. Christian smiled and called out, “Come in.”
Stephan pushed the door open and looked at us. I waved him over and patted the bed. He was still naked. Had he been outside the door that whole time? The rigid length of his dick made me think he had. He walked around the side of the bed and laid down. I turned toward him and Christian followed, spooning me from behind as I laid my head down on Stephan’s chest.
Sandwiched between Stephan and Christian, I felt whole and complete. There were only a handful of times I’d ever felt that way in my life and most of them were when my mom was alive. Now that I had the princes, and a chance at a long life with them, I hoped those moments weren’t as scarce.
I giggled into Stephan’s chest, trying to hide my glee. Christian ran a hand down my arm. “What is it?”
“I was just wondering how I’m going to be able to function now when I know we could be doing this.”
He kissed my back. “Now you see my dilemma about being in class with you.”
Stephan chuckled. “I don’t envy you there, Christian. That would be a nightmare.”
I snuggled down into both men and closed my eyes. There was a lot to do tomorrow and the upcoming days. Tomorrow would probably mean an early morning wake-up call. Gregor would want to hear what happened with the three men straight from the princes’ mouths and I would once again talk to Soren. More than ever, I wanted the threat of Dumont squashed. The princes and I needed to settle down and live our lives. Nights like this, in the arms of one or perhaps many of them, was what made a life. A future that was so bright lay ahead of us. I yearned for it, as if all the suffering I’d been through in my past was only preparing me to live this beautiful life I was destined to with these four amazing princes.
I was being selfish now. I didn’t want to wait. The sooner I had all of them—all the time—the better.
Chapter Nine
The next morning was filled with embraces, and touches, and kisses by all four. Nicolai and Connor ended up in Christian’s room on the floor sometime during the night so that when I woke up, I almost tripped over Nicolai on my way to the bathroom to freshen up. He pulled me down and kissed me before letting me go about my business. I closed the bathroom door and leaned against the other side, a smile tilting my lips. How perfect was it to sleep in the same room with all four of them? When we moved into the Ravana Estate, maybe we could have our room be the library and just all sleep in there regardless of the five separate rooms that already waited for us. It seemed more realistic to live that way considering the depth of my feelings for all four of them, and their shared feelings for me. Maybe we could build an extra wing for just the five of us. But here I was, making plans for something far too early. There was a lot more to do before we got to live at the estate together.
I showered quickly. When I stepped out, I realized someone had placed a pile of black clothing on the lid of the toilet seat. I smiled at the thoughtful gesture and slipped the clothes on before braiding my hair. When I walked out, Christian was the only one in the room. I looked around, seeing no evidence of what had transpired last night. No sleeping bags, no mussed sheets… I lifted my eyebrows and he chuckled. “They’re all getting ready. I was just waiting to use my shower.”
I stalked toward the bed and knelt down on to the mattress next to him. “Thank you for last night, and letting Stephan in with us.”
He cupped my cheek. “The four of you are the most important people in the world to me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
I kissed him briefly, and then he rose to get into the shower. “Breakfast?” I called out after him.
“Yeah, we have time for it. I know there’s cereal down there, at least. If we’re lucky, maybe one of the others will have cooked something.”
Ha. That seemed unlikely. I’d never seen either of them lift a finger in the kitchen before, but that wasn’t a problem. I loved cereal. I bounded down the stairs and came to a halt in the dining room when I noticed five bowls were already set at the table along with multiple boxes of cereal and a glass jug of milk. I looked up to find Nicolai, his broad chest naked as he stood in front of the table. “You did this?”
He nodded, his smile growing. I could tell he was proud of himself.
I walked up to him and lifted myself to my tiptoes to give him a peck on the lips. “Thank you.”
A ruddy blush crept up his cheeks and then into the shadows of his face. He sat down at the head of the table and pulled a box of Shredded Wheat toward him. “How are you feeling this morning?”
It was my turn to blush now. “Wonderful…” I hedged, not knowing how he’d take not being involved last night.
His lips peeled apart. “I bet.” He looked at the doorway and then dropped his voice to a whisper. “I think what you did was perfect. With Stephan, I mean. Not that I’m not disappointed that I didn’t get in on the action yesterday, but—”
I scoffed. “Didn’t get any action yesterday? What was that in the backseat of the Jeep?Or in the dressing room?”
“Oh, right. I guess I did make out, didn’t I?”
“I’ll say,” Connor said as he came through the doorway. He kissed me on the forehead and then moved to sit in the chair opposite me. Nic tried to punch him on the way through, but Connor escaped it, chuckling to himself. “We’ll have our turns. Maybe we’ll abscond her sometime today so she won’t even see it coming.”
My eyes rounded. “Abscond me? You make it seem like a kidnap attempt. Again.”
“Oh, it’ll be better than that,” Connor promised.
Heat flooded my cheeks. He winked at me and then poured himself a bowl of Fruit Loops.
Stephan came in next. He kissed the side of my temple and sat next to me. “Which cereal do you want, Ariana?”
I smiled at his generosity, always making sure others were taken care of first before himself. I eyed my choices and pointed at the Lucky Charms box. We had cereal at The Fort, but most of it was the healthy stuff. We hardly ever had the sugary stuff so I wanted to get my hands on it while I could. Stephan filled my bowl and poured the milk in before handing me my spoon. We all chowed down and Christian joined us as soon as he came down the stairs. I winked at him. “Nic made breakfast.”
“I see,” he said, clearly surprised there was anything on the table.
“One of us should probably learn how to cook…” I paused for a brief moment before shouting, “Not it!”
Connor was the first to say it back, then Nic, then Stephan. Christian was the only one left staring at us as if we were crazy. “Seriously?”
Connor laughed deep in his chest. “Genius, Princess.” He turned to Christian. “Not like you have to start now.”
“Isn’t that what we have maids for?” Christian asked.
I shrugged, not loving the idea of having people serve us. When Gregor and Isabella moved on, I wanted to go maid-free, but I supposed that was a conversation for another time. “What’s the plan for today?” I asked.
; Christian eyed his brothers. “Father wants to see us as soon as we get back to The Fort.”
I nodded, knowing that would happen. “I’m going to see Soren in his cell, see if I can’t get anything else out of him.”
“I really wish you would take one of us with you,” Christian said. “I know Lex will be there, but—” he squirmed in his chair, “—I’d just feel more comfortable if one of us were with you.”
“Agreed.” I looked at Nicolai. “Want to join me today?” He was the best choice considering he also liked the idea of training and becoming a guard even though his position as a prince forbade him to do such a thing. Regardless, he could still surround himself with guards for the time being until he could convince Gregor otherwise. We would have an easier time convincing Gregor of Nic’s wishes to become a guard if there wasn’t so much going on right now, if the threat wasn’t so big.
Nic nodded, sending me a thankful smile when the rest of his brothers continued to eat.
Within a half hour, we were all loaded into the Jeep and headed back toward The Fort. At the front gate, Connor scanned all our ID’s and the iron fencing swung open. The guard in the booth waved at us before looking back down at his security cameras. Connor parked the Jeep in the back of the main building. We said goodbye and then Nic and I entered from that entrance before Christian, Stephan, and Connor made their way toward the Rajyvik main house. Once we were inside, Nic said, “Thanks for thinking of me, Ri.”
“It wasn’t entirely selfless,” I told him, pushing my shoulder into his arm. “I thought another pair of eyes and ears might be good, especially someone who’s more attuned to guardianship than the others. I need to figure out why Soren is willing to talk to me and then hopefully exploit it.”
“He probably just thinks you’re hot.”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t make me regret asking you to come with me.”