I don’t think I’ve ever felt more at peace in my life than I do right now. Judd’s perfect body pressed against mine while Elvor’s palm cups the back of my head. His hand is so big, so warm, and perfect.
I think I love Elvor.
He hasn’t said much, but he hasn’t had to. I know he would follow me into the depths of Heaven and conquer any realm I asked him to. Then there’s Judd. Sweet, loving, wonderful Judd.
I fist his shirt and bring his lips down to mine. He tastes so goddamn good, like every right and wrong decision wrapped into one. Judd is so fucking into me, it’s like I’m the sun, and he just orbits around me—I’m addicted to the feeling.
But even though I’m the sun, I can’t imagine not having him in my orbit. I need him almost as much as he needs me. Without him being around me, my purpose becomes void, and I need him to understand that.
His hand is sliding up my dress, and a groan sounds from behind him. His voice is so low I almost think I imagine it when he tells Judd, “In between us.”
Excellent fucking idea.
Judd moves me so that I’m in between my two favorite demons. My back is pressed against the broad expanse of Elvor’s chest as Judd stands in front of me, touching my face and hair.
He looks so good tonight; his dark hair is pushed away from his face except for a few dark strands, and a tight black shirt helps show off his build and the artwork on his body. His pants are tight, and I can’t help but dig my hands into his back pockets, grabbing a handful of his amazing ass. I grin up at him, giving him a playful squeeze.
Judd smiles before he cups my cheeks, kissing me again. And it’s everything that I’ve ever wanted for myself and more. Someone who belongs to me completely.
He’s sweaty, as am I, so I push back his dark, inky hair. Judd gazes at me like we aren’t surrounded by a hoard of clubbers, it’s just us and Elvor in our own little bubble.
I wish we were inside of a bubble. It would be majestic.
We’re more so inside of a shaken-up glow stick, which isn’t so bad. The lights flash around us as we move our bodies to the beat. Well, Judd and I move. Elvor is a solid wall behind me.
I feel completely swept up in the moment, and I never want it to end. I realize at this very strange moment that I’ve never truly gotten to live or be me. At the orphanage, I was living for who the church wanted me to be, which I never was. Then, it was who Beelzebub and the angels wanted me to be, which I fed into. Now, I’m not completely sure who I am, although I can’t help but feel like Elvor and Judd are helping me figure it out.
Right now, with whatever Judd gave me in my system, I feel like me. A girl dancing between two demons, not a single care in the world; not even the dried vampire blood stains on my dress phases me. There’s no pressing need to be plotting right now, trying to figure out who I can or can’t trust. I’m just Mara, the girl with two boyfriends at the club, who are making me feel on top of the world.
Why can’t it always be like this?
Also, what did Judd give me? Whatever it is, it’s just ratcheted up my sex drive by ten times. Their fingertips on my skin feel like the softest flower petals against my flesh.
My flesh.
I’m real. I’m not body-snatching or living an existence built on bullshit. This is my life now.
Elvor’s hand is getting dangerously higher up my thigh, while Judd can’t stop touching my face and looking at me like I’m some sort of marvel.
The music is so loud that it’s hard to hear what Judd says, but I swear he tells me I’m his soul mate. He leans in to kiss me, pushing me harder against Elvor. His massive fae cock is pressed against my spine as his large hand toys with my clit from the outside of my panties.
I feel numb but so fucking alive at the same time.
“Come on my fingers so Judd can taste,” Elvor instructs me. He slides his fingers inside of my panties as Judd blocks me with his body. I’m not even sure he’s aware of what’s going on since he can’t stop kissing me, but there’s no way he can’t feel Elvor’s hand between us.
I’m so wet. I’ve probably been wet since I killed that vampire who dared to touch what was mine.
The way Elvor finger fucks me would feel like a punishment to anyone else, but I see it for the praise that it is.
I’m his good little princess for putting that vampire in her place, for letting everyone in this club know that Elvor is mine to touch and no one else’s.
Elvor’s touches are addictive in the most claiming kind of way. He doesn’t make me wait. No, he scissors two of his fingers inside of me while his rough palm rubs my clit.
I can barely think straight because it feels so good; no horrible thoughts plague me, all I feel is everything happening right here and now.
“Sweetheart, you good?” Judd pants, breaking our kiss as I suck in gulps of air from against his lips. He finally looks down, seeing what Elvor is doing to me. He’s not even trying to keep my dress down. He just knows Judd is enough of a buffer.
Judd looks behind me, and I’m so close I just want something to push me over the edge.
