CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

ELLIE

He's texting Lucian. I'm sure of it. I watch Kaelen's fingers dance across the screen, the cold light of his cell phone illuminating his face. A face I thought I knew. Just hours ago, I'd been sitting in his living room, wrestling with the urge to flee, to pretend none of this had happened. To erase the image of Lucian's… performance in the VIP lounge, to unsee the fangs that had so undeniably emerged from Kaelen's mouth.

Vampires. It still felt surreal, impossible. But I knew it was real. I could almost live with that. What I couldn't live with was the emptiness that had consumed me when I woke to find him gone. I waited, watching dawn break. When he finally walked back through that door, the look on his face... I knew. This moment, this impossible choice, was finally here.

He'd laid it out for me, stark and brutal. Leave. Walk away. Never look back. Or... stay. But staying came with a price. A price that involved not just him, but Lucian too.

Lucian. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that shocking, almost ethereal blonde hair. And those eyes... dark and intense, promising both pleasure and pain. Like Kaelen, he possessed a lean, sculpted physique that made my stomach flip. There was an undeniable, almost predatory sexiness about him.

I've had threesomes before, it wasn't that. It was the power dynamic. Could I really submit to two beings so ancient, so powerful? Vampires. The word echoed in my mind.

I sat on his couch for what felt like an eternity, lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts. Then I let my imagination wander. The images that flooded my mind were vivid, visceral. The sensation of their touch, their mouths… It awoke a burning need deep within me. I physically reacted to the images. I felt the dampness bloom between my legs.

Fuck.

That's when I knew. I would become their… plaything. Their possession. All for the chance, the desperate hope, of winning Kaelen's heart.

Now, here I am, completely naked, perched on the edge of Kaelen's bed. My heart is hammering against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat that I know he can hear. I'm lightheaded, still reeling from the aftereffects of his feeding. The twin pinpricks on my throat throb with a dull ache, a constant reminder of what I've agreed to.

I just sit here, exposed and vulnerable, waiting.

The door swings open, and Lucian strides in, a predatory glint in his eyes.

"So, are we ready to play?" he asks, a smirk twisting his lips.

It's a test. I know it. A test of my resolve, my willingness to go through with this.

Kaelen is still lying on the bed, naked too, his gaze fixed on me. He looks almost... concerned.

"Are you sure, Ellie?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

"Yes," I say, the word barely a whisper. But it's the truth. I'm terrified, but I'm sure.

Lucian closes the distance between us in a heartbeat. He stops right in front of me, his dark eyes burning into mine.

"Undress me then, little angel," he commands.

Kaelen sits up, his eyes never leaving me. The air in the room crackles with tension, with anticipation.

I reach for the buckle of Lucian's jeans, my fingers trembling. He catches my hand in his, stopping me.

"Oh, little angel," he says, his voice a silken purr. "You have no idea what you're in for."

With his free hand, he pulls his shirt over his head in one swift motion. His body is flawless, sculpted marble. I can't help but stare.

His eyes rake over my nakedness, lingering on my breasts, my stomach, the space between my legs. He licks his lips, and I see the unmistakable glint of fangs. He glances at Kaelen, a knowing look passing between them.

"Well, come on, little brother," Lucian says, his voice laced with amusement. "Let's give her what she desires."

My breath hitched. 'Little angel?' Desires? This was real. This was happening. Kaelen was watching, his face unreadable, a stark contrast to the predatory gleam in Lucian's eyes. Lucian's nonchalant command and the power radiating off him were both terrifying and exhilarating.

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. Lucian's words echoed in my head: "You have no idea what you are in for." He was right. I had no idea. I had fantasized, yes, but the reality was a different beast altogether.

Lucian released my hand, letting it fall to my side. He took a step back, spreading his arms wide. "Impress us, Ellie."

My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat urging me to flee. But I stood my ground, paralyzed by a mixture of fear and a strange, undeniable curiosity. I looked at Kaelen again. His expression was still unreadable, but I thought I saw a flicker of something...concern? Encouragement? I couldn't tell.

Taking a deep breath, I focused on Lucian. His gaze was intense, challenging, almost mocking. He wanted to see if I was serious, if I could handle this, if I was worth the trouble.

With trembling hands, I reached for the buckle of his belt. The metal was cold beneath my fingertips. This was insane. I was naked, vulnerable, and about to undress a vampire. A vampire who clearly enjoyed playing games.

My fingers fumbled with the buckle, my vision blurring with nerves. Finally, it came undone. I slowly slid the zipper down, the sound echoing in the silent room. Lucian didn't move, didn't speak, just watched me with those piercing dark eyes.

I pushed the jeans down over his hips, my gaze fixed on the floor. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, the almost tangible power that surrounded him. When the jeans pooled around his ankles, revealing the dark silk boxers underneath, I finally dared to look up.

Lucian smirked, a hint of approval in his eyes. He reached down and kicked the jeans away. He took another step closer, invading my personal space.

"Oh, come on now, little angel," he whispered, his voice a low rumble. "you're going to have to do better than that if you want to play with us. Much, much better." He ran a finger down my cheek, his touch sending a shiver down my spine.

He then turned his attention to Kaelen, a knowing look in his eyes. "Your turn, little brother. Show her what she's missing."

Finally, Kaelen moved. He slid off down the bed to sit beside me. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. Instinctively, I squeezed and started stroking him. Lucian's eyes were now focused on my hand. I could see his own cock starting to respond under the silk. Kaelen pulled down Lucian's boxers, freeing Lucian's impressive dick. It was marvelous. At least nine inches, and thick.

"Grab it," Kaelen commanded. I could see where this was going. They were going to tell me what to do and see if I would do it. Game on!

I didn't just grab it; I leaned forward and took the tip of Lucian's cock into my mouth, sucking hard. I heard Lucian take a sharp breath. Kaelen now had his hand on the back of my head, guiding me along Lucian's shaft. The feel of Kaelen's own cock, still pulsing in my hand, fueled the mounting pleasure.

Lucian grabbed my hair, answering my initiative by shoving his cock deeper into my mouth. I choked, but I'd be damned if I stopped. This was the biggest test I had ever faced, and I was determined to pass with flying colors.

Then, before I knew it, Kaelen removed my hand from his cock, and Lucian pulled his away from my mouth.

"Lay down, little angel," Lucian's voice was a low growl. I obeyed, carefully lowering myself to the bed. Kaelen moved to position himself near my head, and Lucian stood at the foot of the bed, my legs still dangling off the edge. He grabbed me under my knees and pulled me down, so my ass barely rested on the mattress.

Lucian licked his lips. "Do you mind if I have a taste, brother?" he asked Kaelen. I looked up at him, and the look on Kaelen's face was feral now. He moved to position his thick cock towards my face, and while pushing it into my mouth, he nodded, his eyes never leaving Lucian's. My face was now being fucked by Kaelen. He was gentle at first, a deep contrast to how Lucian had been.

Then I felt it. Lucian's warm breath on my inner thigh. The anticipation now pulsed through my veins.

"Mmm. She smells delicious." I could feel his words on my skin. I trembled, goosebumps erupting all over my body. Just then a hand, Kaelen's I think, began playing with my nipple. I started to feel more moisture building down below.

Then Lucian attacked me. His mouth on my clit. Flicking, sucking, biting. His fingers inside me moving and playing me like he was an expert pianist. The sensation was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I could feel Kaelen's dick grow even harder in my mouth as I groaned and moaned around it. He was fucking my face with so much speed and force while he watched Lucian ravish me.

Lucian's fingers were now gone, his mouth replacing them. His tongue expertly caressing my insides. I was shaking, coming undone. A burning pressure built in my stomach. And then the release. Lucian took it all with a sensual moan, which only made me unravel again on his face. Then I felt it, the sharp nip-like pain on my pussy. I didn't move. Oddly, it felt good. Euphoric, really.

Kaelen pulled out of my mouth, his dick dripping with my saliva. He looked at Lucian, a question in his eyes. Lucian nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a predatory smirk playing on his lips.

"Your turn, little brother," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. "Show her how much you appreciate what she's done."

Kaelen didn't need to be told twice. He positioned himself between my legs, his gaze locked on mine. There was a raw hunger in his eyes, a promise of pleasure and pain that both terrified and excited me. He pushed inside me, filling me completely. I gasped at the sensation, the raw power of his thrusts sending waves of pleasure through my body.

This was different from how Lucian had touched me. It was rougher, more primal, a claiming. He moved with a fierce rhythm, his body slick with sweat, his breathing ragged. I wrapped my legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts with a fervor I didn't know I possessed.

Lucian had replaced Kaelens cock with his own in my mouth. He fucked my face hard, shoving the length of him down my throat causing tears to stream down my face and then I could feel him release himself down my throat. He removed himself and started sucking on my nipples and playing with my swollen clit with his hand.

My vision blurred, the world fading away. Every thrust was a spark, igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume me whole. I cried out, the sound echoing in the room, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure he was giving me.

Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore, Kaelen's pace intensified. He gripped my hips, his body tensing with anticipation. I felt his release deep inside me, a shudder that echoed through both of us.

He collapsed on top of me, his weight heavy but welcome. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close, savoring the moment. We lay there for what felt like an eternity, catching our breath, our bodies still vibrating with the aftershocks of our encounter.

Finally, Kaelen rolled off me, his gaze still locked on mine. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from my face, his touch gentle and surprisingly tender.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, unable to speak, my throat still tight with emotion. I was more than alright. I was changed. This experience had awakened something within me, a desire I hadn't known existed. These men, these vampires, had shown me a world I never could have imagined.

Lucian stepped forward, his eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and something else, something I couldn't quite decipher.

"Well, little angel," he said, his voice smooth as silk. "It seems you have passed our little test. Welcome to our world, Ellie. Welcome to our desires."

Kaelen then got up and stood by Lucia. I looked from Lucian to Kaelen, a newfound confidence surging through me.

"What happens now?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

Lucian smirked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Now, little angel," he said, his voice a seductive purr. "Now, the real fun begins."