Two minutes later I am placed in hanging black stripes. They put my strap on dildo belt on me and a gag ball.
If they want to, they can kill me and no one would know. I shiver and against all odds I feel myself drip from my pussy.
I'm facing the ceiling and looking forward to watch my dildo up and proud. I moan when I get to see them making out. Draven with one of his hands possibly inside Z's ass.
They gaze me and smile warmly, " Babe I'm going to ride your cock. I'm so happy." Z says to me and I try (unsuccessfully) to smile, so I just moan.
He gets on top of me easily and I look intently so I don't miss him burying my fake dick on his sweet hole.
I moan as loudly as he does when he bottoms out and then he starts to ride me slowly, sobbing and moaning.
I was so focused on him that I missed Draven lining himself in my entrance. He inserts his cock and starts to fuck me slowly.
This is so good. I get so much pleasure from seeing Z this blissed out.
I tap Draven gently. "Azazel take off her gag. She needs something."
Azazel stops immediately and takes off my gag gently.
"Tell us Kitten."
"I'm sorry Daddy. I need to talk this out. I can't. I need to coo to the sight of Z and tell you how much I like how you fuck me. Forgive me." I sob out.
Draven is right by my head and hush me, "Oh Kitten I love you so much. It's all right don't force it. I understand." Gently kisses my head but goes to drill me a second after.
"Oh yeah Baby. My Daddy fucks me so good. Z. He fucks me so good babe. Oh... Fuck yourself faster in me Azazel."
I breath, "Daddy can I jerk Z, please? It's right here, Daddy. Please..."
"No Kitten. He'll be fine, hold is waist. He likes the contact."
"Daddy, I'm so close."
"I know baby. You can cum whenever you well please." He sucks on my toes and I cum instantly.
Z comes immediately after with a grunt getting semen all over my chest and face. Draven follows a couple of seconds hitting me so hard it burns my ass.
Night falls and we go out to the patio to eat. They put some music on and make me dance to it. We laugh so hard.
They also bring some alcohol out and Draven tells me the name and type so I can decide which I like best. I like Mantini Bianco with ice. I get tipsy and start to dance more sensually. They don't stop me in fact they just let e enjoy myself, drink and dance as much as I want. Draven don't ever get up his seat, but Azazel at least dances a little with me.
"I never thought that I would be happier then when I found Azazel. I was wrong."
I coo and jump him, "Oh Daddy is getting emotional. I love you so much Daddy." I kiss him and cuddle in his lap.
Z throws a blanket over us and sits in the next chair.
"I want you to teach me how to drive." I say, "I'm starting to go to driving school over the summer break. Can you?"
"We can but actually Sam is the best driving teacher, if you want to, I can ask her. She used to work as a driving instructor in the 90s'" Draven answers.
"Oh really? Yes, please. I know I haven't played any attention to your offspring, but I like them."
"Mal and Alex are excellent in the arts and literature. Azazel excels in anything physical."
"And you?"
"He's good at everything, but music is his passion." Azazel answers.
"What?" I smack him, "What have you been hiding from me?"
Draven laughs and Azazel continues, "He composed the best melodies ever and no one ever knew it was him. That is why he has property all over the planet. You should ask him to play the piano for you someday."
"Azazel, enough... If you tell her everything, how will I surprise her?" he hisses, no real heat behind his words.
"This is unfair, I'll never fulfill my lifelong goal to be richer than my spouse. Well, spouses I guess." I complaint.
"I'm not loaded, actually I never worked one day in my life, so you can take that as a victory Babe." Z says and smiles cheekily at me.
"No sense, you clean and cook for us since day one. You also update us in the modern technology department, you fix anything broken around the house, which is broken almost every time by you." Draven chuckles.
"Babe, I do not do it on purpose... I'm clumsy."
"Morgana, I present to you a clumsy vampire. He's literally the only one ever. Ever. No one would ever grasp the concept of a clumsy vampire. It's a paradox. I mean, with enhanced senses and strength how is it even possible."
"Babe, please. Stop it. It is part of me." he pouts.
I laugh loudly, "I love you so much. You're both perfect." I rub my nose in Draven's chest and sigh.
"well, it's time for you to sleep my darling." I feel Draven getting up to carry me inside.
"Babe, come too..." I ask.
"I'll be right over, just gonna put these glasses and bottles inside." Z answers.
"Okay" I reply, sounds muffled my Draven's chest.
Just a few minutes later we are all tucked in, "Just want to put this out there... that I am NOT against being woken up by intercourse. I know you just do whatever I say you can... so. I said it. Love you. Gonna sleep."
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This is the last day here, tomorrow by lunch we have to leave. I have online classes on the afternoon. I sit in silence by the sea, smiling to myself. Daydreaming. I get a ping from my pocket and see a text from Z. Breakfast is ready, but I stay a bit longer. Smelling and listening to the waves. Rhythmic and calming song.
I breathe deeply and get up, walking slowly back to the house.
I go straight to the kitchen and watch Azazel muscles squeezing the juice out of an orange.
"No... don't kill the orange. She never did anything to you Z." I pretend sob, he looks up and chuckles.
"Sit down and eat your breakfast, it's getting cold."
"Mood killer. Not only a citric assassin, you also are a mood killer. What an unfair world." I sit up but put up a painful face.
"Wow, miss grumpy is in a good mood today, I thought you would be with a hangover. Glad I was wrong."
"I drunk like, three glasses. Actually, I just sipped in everything and then I just har Martini Bianco, which is not that alcoholic." I paused, "wait, do you get drunk?"
He chuckles, "Not really, the body rejects it and also process it really fast. It is weird." he chuckles, "I once tried to test my limits and had to drink straight up vodka. A whole bottle. Not gonna lie, I got a little bit tipsy, but nothing even remotely next to the human experience of it."
"What is it like to drink blood, then?"
"Like a cocaine line." he answers fast, "I was a teenager in the 80's do not judge me."
"I would judge you anyway, but not today." I paused, "From the veins or the bags"
"From the bags it's like weed, but from the veins is..." he shivers, "too good. Addictive. I did it once and never again. Luckily Draven was there to stop me, or else I would have killed her." he looks up, "It scared me for life, babe."
I go hug him, "It's okay babe. You never did. You're okay." I kiss his forehead.
He hugs me, "Don't be afraid of me Morgan. Please. I will never hurt you. Never."
"I know, baby. I know." I smile," I trust you."
Hours later we go lay next to Draven, enjoying ourselves, just being.
When he finally wakes up its mid afternoon.
"Hi there sleepy head." I coo, "Good sleep?"
"Indeed. Recently I have been tired out by both of you." he talks in a deep voice, exactly like that day, when we met.
"Yeah... but the youth is foolish like that, right?" I laugh out.
"Exactly. Serve to prove that I am always right."
"All right, old man. I want to fuck Z's asshole and I want you to fucking choke him with your massive cock. Which lets just not lie, it's your best physical attribute. That dick should be nominated the eighth wonder of the world..."
"I agree. It is the bestest cock." Z backs me up.
"You filthy children... I just woke up and you are already trying to rape me."
"You're lucky we didn't do it while you were sleeping."
"You know, I'm sad you whore just want me for my dick. That speaks volumes."
"Not just your dick, I need your tongue too." I mock.