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Chapter 7
Tara's whole body was shaking with nervous jitters. This is stupid, calm down, we've talked about this a hundred times. It's not a big deal. You've seen each other naked before. She repeated in her head. She'd told herself this repeatedly while standing in the bathroom putting on make-up for the Virgin knows why. Well, isn't that a total load, she knew exactly why.
Tara had received many comments and compliments on her new body since her transition, most pointedly from the male chosen who serviced her with his blood to get her through it - right before he offered her the rest of his body. But she only cared about what the two people waiting up on the roof thought.
What was the real reason she was hyperventilating in the bathroom, while her friends were waiting for her after two long months apart? Well, while it was very normal for a vampire to crave release after going through their change, that their mind would be focused on sex and blood ninety percent of the time, Tara's hunger was far more specifically directed. From the moment she opened her newly sharpened eyes she had only thought of them. The blood she wanted was theirs, the only sex she wanted was with them.
Over the past two months she spent away, Tara had come to admit to herself that she did have strong feelings for both of them, she just assumed that they'd go away with her childish figure, or in the least that she would have figured out which of them she truly loved. Yes loved, I'm in love with them, she admitted, fat lot of good it's going to do me now though. It will probably only make me lose my best friends. She sighed.
At least she had one advantage; she had her little quirk. Tara was a decedent of Payne, and with that charming bloodline came an interesting set of skills, varying from vampire to vampire. In her tool belt so far: telepathy. Although Tara hadn't started training with Thrett yet she was beginning to get fragments of thoughts and could sense what those around her were feeling, like a flavor. She was hoping to use her 'gift' to feel things out, and hopefully navigate the emotional minefield to save the trio's friendship.
With that resolve Tara exited her bathroom, wearing the red zip-up hoodie and dark jeans she'd picked out from her newly stocked closet. The doggen had ordered the 'after' clothes, and she was happy to find out that they new her taste exactly. She walked down the long, high-ceilinged hallway of her family's wing to the central hall and on then to the main staircase. Descending to the ground level, she barely took in her familiar surroundings as she walked distractedly through the kitchen and out the doggen's separate entrance. A quick right and she was at the fire escape that led to their hideout.
About halfway up Tara started to register the feelings of the two already up there. Nervousness, amazement, excitement, and so many other jumbled emotions flooded down to her. But overriding them all was...lust. Oh great so your going to have to watch the two people your in love with fuck each other instead of you, that is just...Tara became aware of the tingling between her legs mid-rant, maybe it wouldn't be all bad after all. Just as she had that last thought, she hopped over the lip of the roof, landing carefully, still a little unsure of her new body, and locked eyes with Dhayn.
He was huge, bigger than her by at least five inches and built like a Brother. His black long sleeve shirt and track pants covered his body but she could clearly see the muscles straining at the fabric over every part of him. Dear Virgin in the Fade he was sexy. He still looked like Dhayn, but with all his boyish attributes melted away, revealing one hell of a body and a face to swoon over. She let her gaze roam over him a few more times before returning to his eyes. His blue and green irises glowed like a neon sign as they stared back into hers. Tara started to walk toward him as a wave of lust blasted forward, and then another from her right. Her knees began to shake under the pressure of the emotions surrounding her. She closed her eyes and concentrated on only her own feelings, blocking out the other two. She opened her eyes slowly and looked over to Mel. Mel's smile when they made eye contact was fierce and hungry. Was that second wave from her?
Looking over Mel for the first time was surreal. She was so much more attractive than anything Tara's weeks of imagining had come up with. She was tall and lean, but you could see the muscles under her lightly tanned skin. The green T-shirt she was wearing was Mel's favorite, she'd loved it since she was a youngling, it used to belong to her sister Phyrie. It was now straining against a lovely pair of perfectly proportioned breasts. The color complimented her bronze eyes perfectly, making them glow in the dim candlelight. Her chestnut brown hair was worn down for once, long soft waves cascading over her shoulders. You could see her hard nipples straining against the fabric and Tara had the sudden urge to roll them between her fingertips. She shuddered in anticipation.
It was awkward just standing there, sexual tension building, but Tara could tell that none of them knew what to say or do. They couldn't possibly feel the same for me as I do for them, Tara thought. But what if they do? Her inner voice nudged her. She honed in on them one at a time as best she could and all she got was…a lot of the same things that were going through her mind. A grin spread across her face.
Mel, being typical Mel, broke the silence "So, D are you going to show us your abs or are we going to have to assume you didn't turn out as you so hoped?" she teased.
There was a ripping sound and a second later Dhayn's shirt was on the ground in pieces. Tara couldn't peel her eyes off of him. His wide chest was chiseled and his stomach was hard and defined. Everywhere that there could be muscle, there was, and a lot of it. She hadn't realized that both her and Mel were gawking until Dhayn pointed it out, followed by a low spoken demand of, "now your turn" in a new husky voice, and with pointed looks at the both females.
So that's how it's going to be? Tara slowly and deliberately unzipped her sweater and then revealed one breast at a time, reveling in the glowing stares she got from her two would-be lovers. Mel was next, pulling her green T-shirt off and standing in her classic hands on hips stance. The tingling between Tara's legs began to pulse as she looked the two of them over. She swallowed thickly and felt her fangs pierce her bottom lip.
The tension began to build again as they stood staring at one another, not knowing what to say or do next. Tara was nervous, her palms began to sweat as she went over her options in her head. I could play this little game as just that, a game. No risks, just make a joke out of how awkward this all is and get it over with. Or, she thought, swallowing hard again, I see where the truth takes us. Tara shuddered at the images that train of thought brought to her mind. Dhayn caught the motion and raised an eyebrow in question.
Well, I didn't get to where I am today from taking the easy road, fuck it. She took a deep breath and said, "Mel, D...I want to fuck you both, and I know for a fact..." she tapped her right temple for emphasis "that you both feel the same. So can we please lose the tension...and maybe the rest of our clothes?" She grinned suggestively.
They all laughed together, lightening the atmosphere, and slowly removed the remainder of their clothing. They stood there, the three of them completely naked, and completely turned on, Dhayn's huge throbbing shaft emphasizing the point, but still no one moved.
Tara still didn't know how to start. She thought of it just as Mel did. Mel walked over to her sound system and hit play. Urban beats began electrifying the air around them. Slowly they came together and started dancing like they always had, except when Dhayn was behind Tara she could feel his long hard shaft on her lower back. Damn he was tall, and huge. When Mel spun to face her, their nipples grazed each other. With a three-part moan, the dance progressed into something more.
Tara leaned in, and did what she'd been imagining for weeks; she kissed Mel. Her lips were soft and full, tasting of her favorite kiwi lip-gloss. Mel's tongue slipped between Tara's lips and she purred at the entrance. Dhayn began kissing along Tara's neck, grazing her with his fangs. Oh sweet Virgin I want him to bite me, I want them both to. As if he had heard her, he growled low in his throat sending shivers through Mel and Tara both. Mel's fangs were long, white and beautiful. Tara ran her tongue over them eliciting a sigh from Mel and a rush of spices to fill the air.
Tara broke the kiss to trail down Mel's neck with her fangs. She slowly bent down kissing her way over Mel's taught nipples, pulling one into her mouth experimentally and licking over the sensitive nub. She released it and continued kissing a trail down Mel's stomach right to her glistening core.
Once she gave her first slow lick Mel gasped, and Dhayn let out another growl. He grabbed Tara's hips and positioned his shaft at her entrance. She grabbed on to Mel's hips, that were still swaying to the music, for leverage as he slowly began to push into her. He stopped when he reached her barrier. Tara moaned and lifted her head to nod at him in encouragement. He thrust deep and fast, the pain harsh but quickly forgotten amidst the pleasure coursing through her entire body. He waited for her to nod again before slowly pulling himself all the way out and then thrusting forward again in a steady rhythm. It was a slow and beautiful torture.
Tara went back to exploring Mel and was rewarded by a series of moans and Mel's fingers tugging at her hair. She was like honey and apples, complimenting the spicy, almost cinnamon scent coming from Dhayn, and the vanilla lavender perfume emanating from Tara herself. Their muffled moans seemed to harmonize as Dhayn began kissing Mel, while still thrusting into Tara. All the while she teased, sucked and licked at Mel's core. When she ran her hand up Mel's inner thigh and slid first one, then two fingers deep into her, Mel's orgasm came crashing over her. They all peaked in succession with Dhayn's cock filling Tara with his seed and she shattered apart.
They collapsed on the cushions that were scattered on the floor and began to explore each other's bodies with their fingers, then with their lips. Dhayn entered Mel as Tara suckled her nipples and teased her body with her fangs, which were now throbbing. They were a tangle of hot flesh, wrapped around each other in a heated embrace.
Mel directed Tara to straddle her face so that she could get a taste. The strokes of her tongue made the fire in Tara's core spread all over her body building an orgasm that gripped just as Dhayn's hands came around to pinch her nipples. Tara's scream set of the ripple of release through the other two. Dhayn's fangs came down hard on her neck just as Mel's pierced the vein of her thigh. He offered Tara his wrist and she didn't hesitate, biting and taking deep pulls, savoring the flow down her throat. They all climaxed again, shuddering and moaning.
They kept going on this way for hours. They were always connected in some way, with one orgasm leading to the next, until the dawn alarm went off and announced the end of the night's pleasures. Only this would not be the end, far from it.
Tara had felt it as they dressed and made their way inside. It was unconventional, and confusing, but they were all connected, and there was no separating them. Although she could feel the awkwardness and realization starting to set in, she knew that they loved each other deeply, and equally. Hand in hand, they all went to Dhayn's room smelling of his bonding scent, ready to spend the day experiencing each other until sleep took them. Whatever tomorrow would bring, they would face it together.
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