Chapter 36 – Luna
Chapter Thirty-Six
Luna
I started up the TV, and strongly considered making popcorn . . . up until the point when I realized Jack didn’t have any.
That didn’t matter—I could totally go get some, in either my Fiat, or the murder-van. I imagined myself rolling up to a convenience store in the thing. I could buy some beer, and throw myself my own night-before-vampirism party.
Not that I blamed Jack for getting some. The man needed it; he’d been on the cusp of death. But trust a Master to totally go and space on you and what you needed—
“Luna!” Jack shouted from the back.
I jumped up and scurried to his bedroom door. “What?”
If he made me go get lube . . . well, I’d go get it, but I might purposefully buy the small size.
“Are you going to be okay out there by yourself?” he shouted through the door at me.
“Of course,” I said, like he shouldn’t have bothered asking.
But . . . he had.
“I haven’t forgotten my promise to you,” he said—and then someone else inside the room was groaning. “I just wanted you to know that.”
“Yeah,” I said, making a quizzical face at the door. I knew what was happening in there—there were no sexual mysteries left—but my current-boss and my soon-to-be master absolutely baffled me. “Thanks!” I shouted back.
“Go have one last night of freedom!” Jack hollered, closely followed by Paco’s “Take my cards!”
“Thanks, because I was going to!” I said with a laugh, and then headed for the door.
I was going to go get popcorn . . . and lube, just in case.
Big night out over here, didn’t even need to brush my hair.
But then when I opened the door, Nilesh was standing outside, getting ready to knock.
“What do you—” I confronted him, then remembered. “Oh. Keys—yes,” I said, turning back to grab them from the coffee table. “Here you go.”
He took them, but then he didn’t move. “Go on,” I told him. “Shoo.”
“I don’t just want keys,” he said.
“Oh, and here’s where I ask you what you want, and you say me.” I crossed my arms.
“Got it in one,” he said, then made a show of looking around when I didn’t fold immediately. “You know you can’t leave me standing out here in the hall, Luna. Someone might see.”
I stepped out into the hall beside him, not quite believing. “Why on earth—or anywhere else—would someone like you want to be with someone like me?”
A tempting smile curved his lips. “You’re kind of the reason I’m down here. I find people like you intriguing.”
I rolled my eyes. “I feel so flattered right now, you have no idea.”
“You should,” he said, pretending to take my sarcasm at face value. “You’re unabashed. You know what you want, and you’re willing to take it. You’re Machiavellian, but you still understand what empathy is—even if you don’t let it bother you much—and you’re an amazing fuck.”
“And you?” I said temptingly, letting my lower lip roll out from between my teeth slowly.
“And me?” he asked, taking a step up.
“You’re sexier than popcorn.”
I grabbed him by his shirt collar and hauled him down to kiss me.
He purred into my mouth as his tongue shoved in, and I realized that all the prior times we’d been together, he’d been holding back, because now I could feel his own kind of power, same as a vampire had, coalescing around him, pressing against me almost as hard as the cock trapped by his well-tailored suit pants.
I ground up against him—and opened up the door behind my back.
It sounded like some kind of construction project was going on inside Jack’s bedroom, but I wasn’t going to ask, as Nilesh spun me toward the couch, then stopped, pushing me back to sit so hard I bounced a little, as his hands went for the belt of his slacks.
“I know you’re not shy. So do your boss a favor, wicked human,” he said as he pulled himself out, with one eyebrow softly arched and a smirk, “and blow me.”
“Wicked human, eh?” I said, as he took hold of himself and rudely ran the tip of his cock against my lips, leaving a faint trail of sticky precum behind for me to lick. “I like that.”
His smirk rolled into a smile. “I know you do.”
I took hold of his shaft and kissed the head of his cock, slowly, and with intent, letting him feel the tension of my lips as they parted, and then the suction as they pulled back, tonguing his slit and tilting my head.
He made a rough noise, watching me with clear delight, and I did my best to look innocent and helpless, only because we both knew I was lying.
“Just like that,” he said, encouraging me, making satisfied sounds. “You’re fucking good at what you do.”
I sucked my lips off of him, pulling his sheath a little back, and feeling his hips sway into a thrust. “I think you just have a kink for competence.”
“If you knew how rare it was, you would too,” he said before sliding his hand into the hair at the top of my head, and taking himself in hand. “I want to come all over you, wicked human,” he said, as he started to stroke.
I grabbed the neckline of my shirt and pulled it down. “Better fucking do it now, because tomorrow night I’m going to be a vampire.”
He paused with a frown. “And I won’t get to do it again, then?”
“Not ’til I wake back up. Unless beating yourself off over dead girls is your thing?” It was my turn to smirk back up at him.
He snorted and flicked his wrist faster. I felt his grip tighten in my hair and it was like he’d pulled the turn-me-on string. I held my tits up as my nipples got hard and my jaw fell open, all of me ready to receive.
Just as hungry for it as he was.
He snarled, and then he moaned, and fat ropes of moonlit white shot out of him, spattering against me, striping my lips, neck, and chest. He groaned repeatedly, until he’d stroked himself through, before settling his heavy cock against his sack.
“You evil little girl,” he said, finally releasing my hair, as I rubbed the cum on my breasts in.
“It’s like a dirty communion,” I said.
“No—that’s going to be what I do to your pussy,” he said, and the conviction in his tone made me shudder. “So get on the couch and show it to me.”
Jack:
I was still starving.
There was no way around it.
I knew I was going to get fed a lot tonight, but I was worried about doing the wrong thing—which was why I suggested Paco fuck Zach first and maybe I just watch from a safe distance.
Paco gave me a look that said he knew exactly what I was thinking and agreed, whereas Zach was a little nervous that I’d made him second tier.
He still let Paco mount him though, and all I wanted to do was kiss him—the both of them—I felt like a kid outside a candy shop in a blizzard on a school day.
“You’ll get your turn,” Paco told me. “And besides, I have some catching up to do—” Then his eyes widened.
“Oh—fuck,” I hissed, agreeing.
Zach looked between the two of us, as Paco purred, “That was good.”
“Yeah,” I said, in an awed hush.
“What was?” Zach asked.
“The apparently somewhat angelic being in my living room that just got his rocks off.” I’d heard Nilesh’s voice—but I’d also heard Luna’s, and figured she could fend for herself if she needed to.
“Oh,” Zach said, sounding abashed.
“No—no, no, no, Sunshine. Don’t you dare compare shit, okay? Because that,” I said, waving a derogatory hand towards my living room, “just felt good, right? But this?” I pointed at the two of them, men that loved me, fucking each other, for my sake. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Yeah?” Zach asked, sounding fragile.
“Yeah.” I bit my lips and nodded. “You’re both so beautiful to me. You have no idea.”
But I did, and I wanted to show him, and now that I was topped off a little—I came forward to kiss him, and he let me.
I was scared that I still tasted like blood but he didn’t pull away from me, so I deepened it, until I was sure that I tasted like him instead, and felt his breath hitch like he was swooning.
“So beautiful,” I whispered, pulling back. “Really.”
“Life’s just easier if you take him at his word,” Paco advised. “Plus, Jack’ll usually tell you what he’s thinking.”
I glanced up at him. “That makes me sound simple,” I complained.
“For a vampire,” Paco said, with emphasis, before laughing. Then he bent forward to put his chin on Zach’s shoulder, engulfing him in a hug. “I’ve got you. How about we make the simple man feel good?”
Zach nodded strongly, then caught my gaze. “Can I be in you?” he asked, hesitantly.
I licked across my top row of teeth before grinning. “You want to be the filling in a vampire sandwich?” I teased.
“Yeah,” he said, tentatively grinning back.
“That sounds fucking amazing to me—c’mere.”
It took a moment to sort everything out, but when we’d managed it I arched my hips up to take him, feeling him slide into place inside me like he’d always belonged there, and my gaze started going blurry.
“Oh, Sunshine,” I whispered, with the excitement of endorphins swirling around. “I needed that.”
Zach moaned, reaching back with one hand to wind it around Paco’s neck, the other braced over me. I leaned up to kiss him, as Paco thrust him into me, then rocked back to run my hands up and down his chest.
“What’s it like to be worked over by vampires, Zach?” I asked him, tracing a hand up his cheek and not expecting an answer. “To know they need you to come for them to feed?”
Paco had started speeding up. Everything he did was being translated through Zach, and deliciously down into me.
“To know all they want to do tonight is fuck and be fucked by you?” I asked him, pressing my thumb into his mouth.
He groaned and lightly bit it, and I used it to hook him down, even though his eyes were closed.
“Do you know how good you fucking feel in my ass right now?” and his eyes fluttered open at that.
“’Cause you do, Zach,” I went on. “You feel so good, and I just really need you to fucking fuck me. Hard,” I said, licking my lips. “Please.”
At some point in time when I’d been talking to him Zach’s hips had taken over the show, alternating him between being full of Paco’s cock and stuffing me. I moaned my appreciation, and heard Paco echo it, both of us knowing he was winding up.
Paco leaned forward and ran his fingers into Zach’s hair, pulling his head back and pinning him a little. “That’s it. Fucking work my cock.”
I could’ve come right then and there. My own dick was like a rock—I grabbed it and started stroking. I wanted to go with him.
“Oh fuck—oh fuck,” he started whining, breathing hard. “Feels so good—fuck.”
And I could tell he was fighting it, his face all tense with the exertion of not letting himself go. He was making little sounds of struggle that turned me the fuck on, and I realized no matter that he was riding my ass now, he still wanted to be told what to do.
“Come for us, Sunshine,” I said, with no magic behind it, other than all the emotions I had for him swelling in my heart. “Fill my ass up and take Paco and I with you.”
He gave a high-pitched moan, and then he grunted, jerking his hips up once, twice, finally letting go.
“Jack,” he cried out, and I knew he was jetting out inside me.
I could feel his cock twitch and buck as his orgasm spread through me like I was sinking into the world’s most perfect bath.
It enveloped me, held me, made me feel suspended, warm, and safe as Paco let out a low growl, thudding into Zach’s ass and emptying.
“Oh yeah,” Paco whispered when he was through, still swaying back and forth, as Zach shivered with delayed pleasure.
“You good?” I asked Zach, stroking a hand up and down his back. He swallowed and nodded. “You?” I asked Paco.
Paco leaned over us both and eyed me. “Stop topping from the bottom and just be a pillow princess for once,” he said, sounding harsh—but one of his hands caught mine and held it tightly.
“I’m not constitutionally able to do that,” I said, smiling up at him.
“Sounds like Zach and I should gag you, then.”
It sounded plenty natural coming from his lips—and at the thought of me truly getting to be with the two of them again, in the future, a piece of me soared.
“Yeah?” I said, knowing Paco knew me well enough to hear everything I was asking.
He looked down at Zach between us and nodded, squeezing my hand again.
“Yeah,” he answered—and then Zach looked up.
“Did you not come? Again?” he said, fighting to sit up a little, and looking down. “Jack,” he complained, and then reared back, pulling himself out of me, and crawling down the bed.
“What’re you doing?” I asked him.
“Now that I know you can come like an infinite number of times,” he said, giving me an accusatory look, “you’re in trouble.”
“Oh,” I said with slight surprise. And then “God” as a groan as he took my cock into his mouth and sucked down me with his throat open. “Oh—oh fuck.”
Paco loomed over the both of us and laughed. “Yeah, Sunshine,” he said, trying on my new nickname for Zach with a grin. “Get him.”