29. Part-time Lover.

They found the room, and Damon said, his voice was soft but there was steel to it, "Are you ready, darling? The couple hasn't had time to start yet. "

Mariella smiled, took hold of the doorknob, and opened the door. Her astonishment was showing on her face as she looked around the room. The room was enormous, bigger than theirs, or where they had been. Overall, it was pink, there were really expensive rugs on the floor, and she could feel the atmosphere in this room. It was all pleasure and enjoyment. Very nice energy.

There was a distinct scent of strawberries and champagne and a tang of her blood as well. Onto the table next to the bed was a gleaming long ancient-looking dagger, a pretty nasty one. Mimi was still lying in the immense bed with her clothes on while Charles stood at the end. 

Mimi raised her head and looked at them both, very disturbed. She kept her mouth shut, but her eyes squinted, her lips pursed and her hands clenched. There was this charge in the air, not just for sex, well it was for it too but something else, again just between the two of these and Mariella was as much curious as she was jealous. The charge in the room made her feel herself just a mere fucker, and these had something else in mind and now she did not want that to happen. 

Mariella went to lie down next to Mimi and said, " What are we doing here now? We came to study how you seduce or how Charles seduces."

She was really enjoying this bed. This room could be hers and Damon's, too. Magic was a nifty way of changing colors, so this overall pinkness was not a hindrance for her. 

Mimi sighed and looked at Charles. They were talking to each other. In their minds. So no one could hear.

When Mariella and Damon came into the room, I was about to start enjoying a striptease performance. I was truly pissed off by their barging in here, but I kept my mouth shut. I had just got Charles to strip for me, and he hadn't had time to take any clothes off when Mariella asked what else we were going to do.

I said to Charles in my head, " Do you want to continue, or are we going to stop here and let them fuck this room? This is just a room. I can find us another one. It is best to forget our little sharp play now these two are here. It is fine. It is not yet too bad."

Charles said, " We'll carry on, but I bet Damon won't strip, but let me. I want to show you how to do this. Let's see which one of you three comes at me first. We have time to do little sharp things later on. Don't you worry about it at all, honey?"

I was surprised but then again, Charles is almost as big a seducer as Damon and he does men too, so he has hots for Salvatore as well. Let's see where this will go. He was quite ready, and there was still a gleam in his face. Our original plan had been that he would walk around, slicing me, slowly, teasing me, but not now. I tried to pull my vortex down, not even thinking about Damon with that dagger. 

I said to Mariella, " This is a game of self-control. Charles is going to strip. We have these men here, but this is new now, so we may not treat ourselves or interfere with that man no matter what he does. We are used with Charles to taking things slowly. It is our thing. Are you ready? You'll always have Damon if things get tough. But the name of the game is to last as long as possible, and then it's my turn to tease."

Mariella looked at me and then said to Damon, " There you go, sweetheart. Just go over there next to Charles, and let's see if we can take it. So, how do you tease us?"

She was quite ready, and I was pretty sure that Damon said no, so I was surprised. Mariela got in a better position. I was pretty damn soaked already and oh my god when I just thought about the upcoming show. 

Damon looked at Mariella for a moment and said, his voice sexy and low, " Fine, get ready, girls. This is going to be a steamy show. Charles and I are going to take you both down."

I said, "Salvatore, remember you mustn't lose your temper either, so don't get involved with Charles. This is a game of seduction, not action. I can take pretty much it. We have practiced, but can you? Or Mariella? I bet you lose your restrain too,"

Damon laughed hoarsely and said, "I don't have time, baby. Aren't you going to be all over me before then?"

Then they started. Charles had put on some music, and oh my god, how sexy taking off one of your fucking button-down shirts can be. I controlled myself, and it didn't look any better on Mariella. Their moves were so steamy and I felt my pussy almost begging for some action. The men were always touching each other, just casually, but there was such a charge between them I wouldn't be surprised if neither of us got any men when they started making out with each other. They had hots for each other too and things were getting pretty damn heated. 

And then the pants. Charles still had his underpants on and they both knew just how to move, that every muscle showed so fucking well. Then they were both naked, and I was soaking wet. My breathing was faster, and I felt how my nipples tried to come through the fabric of my shirt. 

But Mariella looked at me and said, "Our turn. Let's see if we can get a load of those things flying already."

She was pretty ready, too. I had managed to quell the vortex with my lust. Taking a little more of my lust and sex on my tanks, made me a little more stable for this. 

I nodded, and we got out of bed as two completely naked men came to lie on it. I couldn't tell which one had the bigger one, but I knew I had to have that. I tried not to think how it would feel, but I could hear Damon's husky laughter as he spied on my thoughts. 

Mariella went to choose songs. Of course, she had to put on eternal flame, so I was really ready. Well, it was slow, so I let my body undulate and take it easy, keeping my moves sensual, slow, and seductive. Then it was 2. become 1, and Mariella was tuned in. We slowly danced, undressing. The men were glistening with sweat by the end, and I could see they were very uncomfortable. They were panting more or less.

I was already topless, and I let my hands wander ever so gently, stroking so that my nipples were erect and rosy red. Mariella did the same for herself, and when we were finally naked, we wrapped ourselves around each other and kissed really greedily and brutally. I could feel the men's hands on my body; someone was pulling me away from Mariella and into him.

I was deeply surprised when I looked into Damon's ice-blue, passionate eyes before he kissed me as fiercely and possessively as he had in a long time. He dumped me on the bed and we kissed. I felt his strong thigh penetrate between my thighs, twisting them apart, and the big thick glans which spread my pussy lips to the very edge as he thrust into me hot, hard as a steel rod, but even so, my pussy just surrendered to this thick cock, and I felt myself tightening up so that a little burn but Damon gave no mercy or time to adjust. I was so goddamn lusty that I was not thinking much else than sex. 

He pushed all the way to the bottom and started fucking my pussy with hard, dominating thrusts that plunged his enormous cock again and again into the depths and bottom of my pussy. I knew my climax was approaching, and Damon looked into my eyes as I started panting. Just as I came, he glued his lips to mine, and we kissed through the whole tremendous explosion, and I emptied his sub-lingual completely. It tasted as wild as the jungle and was already setting my already horny cunt on fire.

I had no boundaries; all we had to have was a thick, merciless cock deep in my cunt and someone to fuck me. I didn't want to be restricted; I just wanted to be owned. I marked Damon, and he bit off every mark he could find on me and left his own in its place. I was just fucking not thinking about anything else and let this hurricane on top of me, do its magic as this boy knew his job. 

He flooded my insides time and time again with the thick cream of his nourishing lust. But it wasn't like this fucking of ours as it used to be. Mariella had come between us and while I was completely free and fully engaged, Damon was not.

Yes, he was fucking, and he was horny, but there was no longer that charge, and that's why I knew it was going to be easy for Damon to stop. He was waiting for something to happen and I realized he was just making sure that Charles would be otherwise engaged when he would keep me busy. 

Our session lasted four hours. Then Damon stopped and rolled off me. And I rolled over on top of him. He stiffened up and wouldn't touch me, but I didn't let that bother me as I was enjoying myself, even though this was a mini version of the rush we had once had. Sex with Damon, well he knew his job and even part of me knew that there had not been emotions in play. The physical side was good enough for me. 

I fell asleep and woke up right away as Damon threw me off him and teleported away without a word. Maybe now he'll understand that it's not me. It's always been him. That's what's wrong with this. He doesn't want an emotional connection with me, not when he has Mariella, and it is fine. I have my connection with Charles and Adam. They are my pillars of support, my emotional halves, much more than he is. 

I took a shower, and when Charles announced he got to be with Mariella for two hours before the salvatores came, and he then went to the wolves, and now he can't get away, I knew this was a lesson, hopefully for those two. I told him that ours took four hours. So I knew that Charles, being a lust creature stopping would be not easy for him, even he would want to stop and his voice was bitter and angry as this made him feel so damn used when they forced him to fuck the wolves so that energy grid would get a load up.

Now, I wouldn't be bitter if they would just understand staying together and let me and Charles be happy. I just knew I could have had a great, wonderful time for a long time, but now I just got a reminder of what we are no longer. I really hoped Damon got the same lesson because I can't take that. My vortex was restless again. Even more so and I sighed to myself as I knew that I would have to do some serious work in order to get it a little more settled down. 

I missed the whole unraveling thing again, or I didn't even have time to start it. Damon had moved us to another room, and I could clearly hear, as I walked past my ex room, how he and Mariella were now there fucking and being each other. Mariella was telling to Damon how wonderful this room was. It was now theirs. How luxurious this bed is, and how wonderfully Damon made all the colors, not just pink. Damon, well, he told her she was his, and he took care that Charles was busy with wolves, making sure that the energy web stayed active and running and I was not with Charles. He sounded smug about that.