I could feel myself building up toward my climax, my pussy going rigid. With a final few hard thrusts Jayden came, taking me over with him. He’d not bitten me and yet I still came hard. I took Carter over with me, his seed spurting from his cock into my mouth. I swallowed the salty liquid and licked around my lips. Flynn and Smith came a moment apart spurting their cum along my side and back.
We were a mass of spent bodies and heavy breathing. Limbs tangling as we all laid on the bed.
“Anyone fancy a drink now? Soda for you Smith?” Jayden said. We nodded, and he left the bed walking to the drinks he’d brought up earlier. But despite the refreshments, they couldn’t stop touching me. They had a glass in one hand but their other kept roaming over my body. It wasn’t long before the glasses were placed down and the games began again. This time Jayden laid across the bed and asked me to lie on top of him. Smith went into a drawer near the bed and brought out some lube. The cool lube was rubbed around my ass hole and then Jayden pushed slowly inside me. I was no stranger to anal, and I relaxed myself so that he could push past the rings of muscle and get deeper inside me. Smith climbed on top of me resting a leg over my hip to steady himself as he thrust inside my pussy. I had two big men inside me and it felt wonderful. I was so full of cock! Flynn poured the remainder of his wine onto his cock then leant over me and I opened my mouth to accept his dick. Finally I grasped my hand around Carter’s, pumping him and teasing the tip of his cock against a nipple. The room was filled with the sounds of grunts and groans, heavy breathing and moans. Carter placed his hand on my clit and teased my nub. It was all too much and I came, my pussy and ass contracting around the two guy’s cocks. “The first of many, babe.” Flynn whispered, continuing to fuck my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth determined to get him to cum down my throat. Then Carter lifted my hair from my neck. As a second climax built the guys all picked up their pace.
“Oh my God, oh my God,” I yelled.
“You're so fucking wet for me,” yelled Smith.
“That’s it, Serena. Suck me just like that, ooohhh.” Flynn came down my throat and Jayden leaned up and bit the side of my neck, just as Smith bucked inside me. That earth shattering crescendo came and Jayden yelled “oh my fucking God,” as he thrust hard inside my ass. I clenched down on both of them, the sensation beyond explanation. So hard my stomach muscles hurt.
“I need to fuck you.” Carter yelled, and the others moved away, Jayden licking across my neck. Carter turned me to face him and thrust inside me, his hand against my throat. He turned my head to the other side and as he went over the edge he bit on the other side of my neck. I saw stars again as I came.
Flynn was the next to fuck me and then we all collapsed on the bed sated and thoroughly spent. They hadn’t feasted on more than a few drops of my blood and I was assured that I wouldn’t be needing iron tablets or transfusions.
I was asleep in moments.
And now I was awake and feeling like I’d run a marathon. My limbs were so heavy I could barely move them. I needed a vitamin injection or something. So I was annoyed when the guys woke and jumped up like nothing had happened.
“We’ll let you rest this morning, gorgeous. We can surf anytime.”
“Oh God, yes, I’d forgotten.” I yawned. “Thank goodness it’s my day off.”
“Stay in my bed and sleep all day if you need to. I know you’ll be exhausted. It’s being human. Once you’re turned you won't suffer from such exhaustion after we fuck.”
All of a sudden I was wide awake.
“Sorry, did you just say turned? What do you mean?” My brow furrowed as I stared at Jayden. I moved myself up the bed and rested against the headboard.
“When we make you a vampire.”
“Who said anything about me becoming a vampire?” I said tersely.
Flynn sat down at the side of the bed and took my hand. I let him hold it although I really wanted to pull away from him.
“If you stay with us, you’ll need to become a vampire.” He said gently. “There’s no way you’d be able to cope with all four of us on a regular basis as a human. We’d be too much for you. Look at how tired you are after one night.”
“Well, I’m off to catch the waves. I’ll see you later, Serena. Get some rest, you’ll need it.” Carter winked.
“You can all go.” Jayden said. “I’ll be downstairs if you need me, Serena. I’ll keep checking in on you, but you need to rest after the evenings adventures.”
Too exhausted to protest, I realized just before I fell asleep that they were right. I’d not be able to be like this if I needed to work and it was no fun feeling completely exhausted even if it had been achieved through the best sex I’d ever had. So to stay with them I’d need to be turned into a vampire.
My rational mind couldn’t compute such a thought and shut down and made me sleep.
Chapter Twenty-one
Smith
Flynn and I followed Carter to Surfrider beach via his house and talked about the evening.
“That was beyond what I could have imagined.” I said. “She’s the one.”
“I agree,” Flynn said. I saw Carter nod.
“So we just have to ask Jayden but I can’t see him saying no. So then what?”
“We continue to date Serena until she agrees to being turned. Then we can look for a place of our own.”
“I’m going to check in with my mother." Flynn said. "Tell her we found someone. We might need a woman’s expertise in talking to Serena about being turned.”
“She has to meet all of our parents anyway.” I said. “That’s how it goes.”
“So, let's have a family dinner on Sunday.” Flynn said. “You can all come around to mine.” He looked from one to the other of us. “But don’t mention to Serena about it being how we do things when we want to bring someone into the nest. Keep it as just something that happens from time to time anyway. No big deal.”
We nodded, but we knew it was a big deal. A very big deal.
Chapter Twenty-two
Serena
I slept until late afternoon. When I eventually got out of bed I was ravenous. I opened a drawer and found one of Jayden’s large tees and pulled it over my head. It ended mid-thigh. I padded downstairs to find him sat on the patio at the table where we’d dined last night.
“Hey. How are you feeling?” He asked.
“I’m okay now, apart from being famished.”
Jayden smiled. “Well, it just so happens that I’m great in the kitchen as well as in the sack, so sit down, sugar, and I’ll make you pancakes.
He brought me pancakes, bacon, maple syrup, a pot of coffee and a large glass of orange juice. I fed like I’d not eaten for years.
When I’d finished I let out a satisfied sigh and sat back in the chair patting my stomach while the sun’s rays beat down on me. The sound of the surf was so relaxing. I took a large pull on my OJ and then put the glass back down before running my hands through my hair.
“So was it just me or was last night something else?”
“Last night was incredible.” Jayden smiled as his eyes flickered in recollection. “But I was concerned this morning at how tired you were. We can’t do this more than once a week. Your body isn’t built for it.” He scowled. “An oversight we should have thought of before.”
“And the only way for me to be an equal partner to you all is for me to be turned? What does that entail?” I’d watched programs on the television and being drained to the point of death and waking up in a coffin newly undead didn’t appeal.
“You’d be admitted to one of our medical facilities. There they would run a transfusion of vampire blood and give you medication to stop you from rejecting it. Over the next couple of days your own blood would be phased out. At that point you’d feel like you had flu for a couple more days. Then you’d slowly be introduced to feeding.”
“Would I get the thirst and go on a mad killing rampage.”
He laughed. “No. That’s not who we are.
It’s just an anomaly. You survive your way and we do ours. We need blood to live. We have it delivered just like people do their groceries. It’s not a big deal.”
“It is to me.” I looked down at the table.
“Yes, I understand that. I was born this way and don’t know any different. There’s no rush. We just need to be gentle with you in the meantime. We only just all started dating, you don’t need to make a huge commitment right now.”
“I know.” I said. “But I need to consider this, or I’m wasting all of your time.”
“Last night didn’t feel like a waste of time. It felt incredible.” He said.
I nodded. “It really did. Now, is there a chance of more pancakes? I’m still hungry.”
By early evening I was recovered enough to go back to the hotel. I opened my emails and found one from Morgan.
Do you think you might have a story for next week? I’m just organizing things.
Shit. I’d told her I was almost there with the story. Now I needed more time.
I quickly typed a message back.
Things didn’t go as expected so I probably need a couple more weeks. I’ll be in touch as soon as I can. Nothing to be alarmed about, but I want my story to be the best it can be!
S
It was the first time I’d lied to my boss. I laid back on my bed, my head on my pillows and I stared at the ceiling.
What a mess. My story was finished apart from digging up any further dirt on Smith’s surrogate mother, but I didn’t want it to stop. I already craved the touch of all four of them. Men I couldn’t keep fucking while I was human.
It was then I realized that I believed them. I believed that they were vampires. Not that it was something like out of Twilight but as they’d described it, just a slight difference where they needed blood to survive in a different way to humans. It wasn’t so hard to believe. Science had lots of things that were hard to explain and understand. This was just another.
So I needed to buy a little time. To see where things went with the guys and to decide once and for all whether to sell them over for my career. Or end my career for them.
My cell beeped and Flynn’s name appeared. I clicked on the message.
Flynn: You’re invited for lunch on Sunday at mine. Our families are coming over and they’d like to meet you.
Holy crap! I was petrified at meeting their parents yet at the same time my heart beat faster at the thought of digging around in the family history, particularly in connection to Smith.
This weekend was going to be pivotal in my decision, I knew it. I could feel it in my bones.
If only I’d known how it would threaten to splinter everything apart.
Chapter Twenty-three
Morgan
I sat back and read Serena’s response with interest. She needed more time? I didn’t see how. I knew from Linda, who’d found out from Lily, that she’d slept with them all. That they thought she could possibly be the one. They didn’t want to scare her and so they’d arranged a family dinner, for the parents to meet her and see what they thought to their choice.
I rang through to my assistant. “Can you arrange a flight for me to Malibu. I need to arrive Saturday.”
Of course I might not need to go there at all. It would depend on what happened next. I emailed Ted at the Malibu Dream.
Morgan: It’s time. Let Smith know her references don’t check out.
The next challenge was underway.
Chapter Twenty-four
Smith
“Her references are fake? You sure about that?”
“Completely sure.”
“So what will you do?”
“I’ll call her into my office today and ask her to explain.”
“Goddamn it. I knew there was something off about her. Thanks for letting me know, Ted. Please keep me informed.”
When we ended the call, I needed an outlet for my frustration and one of my father’s antique vases was the victim of my wrath as it bounced across the floor shattering into pieces.
Serena would be just about to head into work. Did I let Ted ask her what was happening? What if she panicked and ran away? I grabbed my jacket.
Not a chance. I wanted to be the one to ask her what the fuck was going on.
I knocked softly on her door.
“Who is it?” Came through from the other side.
“It’s me, Smith.”
She opened the door, and I took in her sleep mussed face. I didn’t know whether I wanted to fuck her or kill her.
“Is everything okay?” She asked me.
I pushed past her. “You tell me, Serena Ripley.” I placed emphasis on her surname.
“Oh fuck.” She said.
She sat on the end of her bed. “What do you know?” She asked as she sighed.
“I know you aren’t who you said you are. So you have the chance to come clean and tell me now, or I guess you can just fuck right back off to where you came from.”
She took a deep breath and met my eyes. “I’m a reporter. For Revealed.”
I felt like she’d physically slapped me. My mind replayed every scene with her in it. The knowledge she’d gathered.
“So none of it was real? It was all a story?”
“No!” She exhaled. “Yes, at first. But then I got to know you all, I fell for you all. Now I’m just so confused. I came for a story and I’ve got that. Truth is, I should have left by now, returned to New York, but I haven’t. I’m trying to think over the whole turning thing and what it would mean to stay with you.”
“You lied to us.” I spat out. “We’ve fallen for Serena Ripley, a woman who doesn’t exist. We don’t know you.”
She tried to grasp my arm. “You do know me, you know everything except my surname and my job.”
“No we don’t.” I shook my head. “God, I’ve been so caught up in how we all gel in the bedroom that I forgot we needed to get to know you as a person. I don’t mean crap like your favorite color, I mean how many lovers you’ve had, if you’ve ever had a serious relationship, how you spend your time when you’re home in New York.”
She sat wringing her hands. “Do the others know?”
“No, not yet. You’re going to break their hearts, you know that? So, what do you have on us? What’s the big story?”
“We were contacted by someone who’d been victim to your routine. I know the whole story behind it now.”
I sighed. “Let me guess, Leonie? Do you know where she is? I need to wipe her memory.”
“I’m not going to tell you where she is, Smith. She doesn’t know you’re vampires. All she knows is she was treated like crap. It’ll be a valuable life lesson to her going forward. You misuse your powers. You can’t fuck up and then just keep wiping it all away, Smith. Maybe you need to face up to your actions. You were a total dick, Smith, making her feel like she wasn’t good enough. If you want to apologize to her, that’s one thing, but you don’t get a do-over through your mind scrubbing shit.”
Serena’s feisty nature turned me on. I could see her hard, pebbled tits through the satin of her slip. Her breath was coming harder, and I knew that though we were arguing we were both hugely turned on.
I moved closer to her and cupped her jaw hard turning her face toward me. I ran my other hand down her neck, my fingers trailing below her slip and teasing her nipple.
“So what now, Serena? What’s your next move?”
She pulled my head toward hers, her lips capturing mine. I pulled up her slip and teased her between her thighs with my fingers, coaxing her to the edge of an orgasm. My lips ran up and down her neck, my elongated canines teasing, slightly grazing the delicate skin there. When she was close, so close I could feel her start to tighten, I backed away.
“You have until Sunday to decide what we are to you. Come to the family lunch either telling us you’re staying, or that you’re going to the press. At least give us the benefit of a heads up.”
I walked away to the door.
&nbs
p; “I might know who your mother is.” She shouted at me.
At this I laughed. “Oh, Serena. Is that my punishment for not letting you come? I know who my mother is. I’ve always known. Like I said you need to come to the dinner on Sunday with your decision.”
“You’d still have me? Even though I’ve lied to you?”
“Well, my own behavior has hardly been the stuff angels are made of, has it? Sometimes we have to agree to leave the past where it belongs. As long as the future looks good and as long as the others are still in agreement after they find out your deceit.”
I closed the door behind me, leaving Serena on her bed, her body half naked.
Chapter Twenty-five
Serena
My job here was finished.
As soon as I walked into the hotel I'd have to inform Ted I wouldn't be working there any longer.
I gathered up my belongings and made a reservation back at the hotel near Surfrider beach. Finding out he wasn't working today, I wrote Ted a letter of apology and told him how I really had enjoyed working for him. That his hotel was amazing. Then I left.
Now here I was in my luxury room overlooking the beach and all I could think about were my filthy rich playboys.
It was time to sit and write my story and then decide whether or not I turned it in.
I powered up my laptop and began to type.
The real story behind the Filthy Rich Playboys of Carbon Beach.
Smith
“Fuck. I can’t believe it. She had us all fooled.” Flynn’s glare burned through me as the four of us sat in his living room.
“Well, she says it was real. The question is does she choose us or the story, and if she chooses us, do we want her now we know she lied to us?”
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