I felt a tingling sensation like I was being watched; when I looked up, I noticed all four Horsemen brothers staring at me from up in the VIP section… I wondered why they were all looking at me… but it had me squirming in my seat to have their heated stares on me.
I winced when I felt a burning pain on the inside of my thigh, right where my birthmark was.
I don't know if I can call it a birthmark because it didn't appear until I was 13, but I remember feeling this burning pain as a mark appeared on the inside of my left thigh of a black crescent moon on top of a cross with arms of equal length.
The pain and burning sensation intensified, making me squirm in my seat. I tried to discreetly adjust myself, but the feeling wouldn't go away. It was as if the mark was pulsating, trying to draw me towards something. I couldn't explain it, but I felt a connection to the symbol like it held some sort of power over me.
As the night wore on, I found myself was drawn to the Horsemen brothers, their intense stares sending shivers down my spine. I wondered if they knew about my mark if they could sense the power that lay dormant within me.
I have never felt it react like this before. I squirmed as my panties grew moist, as the four of them carved their way into my soul. Goosebumps ran over my body as I shivered, looking from Beel's hazel eyes to Abaddon's gray-blues.
The other two were Michael and Azrael. Michael was the shortest of the group and had a face that looked chiseled to perfection with a square jaw and a well-trimmed short-boxed beard that accentuated his looks, and his long dark golden-brown hair was bound at the nape of his neck.
Standing to his left was Azrael, who was the tallest of them all, standing close to six-foot-eight, with long brown hair that was pulled into a sexy man bun with Latino features and facial hair that was trimmed to resemble Jack Sparrows from Pirates of the Caribbean. Not many men could pull off that look, but he definitely did.
"Hey, Angel."
I was knocked back into reality when Jess called my name; I shook my head as I turned to look at her, "Did you say my name?" I asked, then looked back up at the VIP area and nearly groaned when I noticed that they were gone.
"We are ready to go," says Jess, "I have to be at Broadway early in the morning."
Hearing those words, I felt like a bucket of water had been poured over my head as the fog cleared my brain.
"Alright, then, let's head out," I said as I slid out of the booth.
With one last look up at the VIP area, I turned and followed Nate and Jess as we left. Whatever that sensation was will have to wait for another day.
After dropping off Nate at his apartment, Jess and I made our way down the street and walked the last block to our place.
"What is up with you tonight?" asked Jess.
"Nothing; I must have had too much to drink."
Jess scoffed, then said, "I don't buy it. You have been acting weird since we stepped into Apocalypse."
"I don't really know how to answer you," I said with a shrug, "I know it may sound odd, but I feel like I was meant to be in that club today."
Jess looked me up and down with a curl of her nose like I had suddenly grown warts or something, "There is no such thing as fate, Angel; it must be a side effect from you failing the audition or something."
I shook my head, "I don't think that is what this is, but I guess I will find out. I really want to see if I can get hired," I said as a smile bloomed on my face, "Even if I have to start out as a waitress. I will start at the bottom again if I have to, Jess."
Jess scoffed and threw her hands in the air with a growl. I don't really understand why she doesn't want me to work there. She has fulfilled her dream of getting accepted into Broadway. We used to stay up all night talking about acting in shows together.
Is that what this is? Was she hoping I would still get into Broadway someday?
"I know we talked about acting together someday, but sometimes dreams change," I explained, "I may not even get accepted to work at Apocalypse, but I at least want to try."
Jess shrugged as she stepped into our apartment building, "Whatever, just don't come crying to me when you lose," she said as she stomped into her room and slammed the door.
Seriously! What the hell crawled up her ass?
I let out a sigh as I made my way to my own room. Jess could be so stubborn sometimes. But I wasn't going to let her negativity bring me down. I was determined to at least try for a job at Apocalypse. And who knows? Maybe I would even find something I truly loved doing.
As I got ready for bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The thought of starting fresh, of doing something new and different, was invigorating.
After cleaning my face and pulling on a tank top and sleep shorts, I crawled into bed. As I lay there, my mind kept going back to the mark on my thigh. The burning pain that had come out of nowhere was all so confusing.
I decided to do some research on Lilith, the figure that the symbol supposedly represented. From what I could gather, she was a female demon who was said to have been Adam's first wife. She was also known for her sexual prowess and independence.
The more I read, the more intrigued I became. There could be something to this whole Burlesque thing, after all. Maybe it was a way to explore my own sexuality, to embrace my independence and power as a woman.
I thought about those four sexy as-hell men and the looks in their eyes as they looked at me from the VIP area.
When my pussy grew wet, I pulled out the lucky toy I had yet to use after I bought it on a whim. It was a dildo that was shaped to look like a thick honeycomb cock with a little bee that vibrated and touched your clit as you used the dildo.
My nipples grew hard as I removed my shorts and underwear before I filled my aching core with the thick dildo. I moaned as the rubber stretched my tight sheath. When I pressed the button to turn on the little bee, I gasped as the vibration pulsated through my entire body, curling my toes and igniting a burning fire.
I closed my eyes and saw the four Horsemen standing before me. I smiled as I started to move the toy between my legs, imagining each Horseman pleasuring one of my wet lips. As I moved the toy, I pulled on my own nipples and imagined it was one of the sexy men using their mouths on me while the vibrating bee teased my clit.
I rested my head against the headboard, moaning low in my throat, and pumped my hips forward and back. The bee vibrated against my clit, and I felt my orgasm rushing through like a hurricane.
"Ahhh, fuck!" I yelled as I pulled out the honeycomb dick, then pushed it back inside as the little bee rubbed against my swollen clit. It didn't take long before I felt the pressure begin to grow.
I rolled my hips as I fucked myself with the rubber toy until I came so hard that my ears rang and my toes curled as it brought me into a state of pure euphoria.
As I came down from cloud nine, When I was done, I realized that I was smiling. I ran my hand over my stomach and felt a warmth spread through me as I realized that I was happy. I didn't know what the next day was going to bring, but I knew that I felt a sense of peace and calm that I hadn't felt in a long time.
A sense of wonder and excitement filled me as I drifted off to sleep.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. As I looked around, I noticed that I was in a bedroom decorated with sugar skulls and other Day of the Dead things, with a massive king-size bed in the center that looked like it was made out of skulls and bones with blood-red silk sheets.
"Hello, beautiful," Purred a deep voice from behind me.
I stumbled to my feet, then turned to find Azrael Horsemen standing behind me.
"How am I here? I was just in my bed."
"You are still in your bed," Azrael says as he saunters up to me, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers briefs that did nothing to hide the bulge between his legs, "I pulled you here through the dream world; I just had to see you again."
My face heated when I looked down and realized that I was only in my tank top. I looked around the room, then grabbed the afghan that was on the back of the couch to wrap it around my naked waist.
Azrael shook his head as a smile bloomed on his handsome face, "What a shame, I was enjoying the view."
"You said that you pulled me in through the dream world; how is this possible?" I asked.
"I can't really tell you… Yet," Azrael says as he runs his thumb over my exposed collarbone, making me shiver, "My brothers want to tell you together."
When he leaned down and pressed his lips to my collarbone, I gasped and shivered as I felt one of his hands cup the back of my head while the other wrapped around my waist. My core became dripping wet as he kissed a trail from my collarbone up my neck before pressing his forehead to mine.
I was gasping for breath, not really sure of what I should do. I was terrified but so turned on that my brain wasn't entirely functioning.
I felt like I was under a spell as he ran his fingers through my hair and looked down at me like I was his most precious treasure. When he reached up and ran his thumb against my lips, my tongue snaked out to touch his skin, making me moan as a spicy flavor filled my mouth.
His eyes burned into mine as I sucked his thumb into my mouth. I gasped when a low rumbling growl vibrated his chest, and his brown eyes became illuminated as his pupils became diamond-shaped slits.
I was so turned on now that I felt my juices drip down my legs. I barely registered as the afghan became a pile on the floor as I ran my hands over his muscular chest to wrap my arms around his neck to bring his mouth down to mine.
As soon as our lips touched, Azrael released a growl as he lifted me into his arms to shove me up against the wall, making me gasp.
"You taste like honey and fire; I want to taste more," Azrael said before his tongue plunged into my mouth to taste my own tongue as his hands traveled over my body and under the tank top to grip the bottom of my breasts."I want to fuck you so bad," he growled through clenched teeth as he rubbed his hardness against my dripping core.
When one of his hands traveled up to pinch my nipple, I moaned and thrust my hips forward. I let out a sigh of relief when I felt his thick cock press against my thigh through the boxers.
"Then do it, please," I said as I reached down to cup his cock, "I want you inside of me."
"Believe me, I want to. But my brothers will send me back to hell if I touched you without them," he explained.
"Well, I'm not sure what you are talking about, but there are other things we could do other than sex," I said with a smirk.
"Hmm, I like how you think, my sexy seductress," Azrael growled as he moved his hands to my ass, then lifted me clung to him as he carried me across the room, then tossed me onto the bed, making me giggle and I groaned as the soft silk sheets felt like heaven against my skin.
Just as he was climbing into the bed, I jolted awake with a gasp and reached over to my alarm clock, mumbling in annoyance. Sinking back down into the mattress, I tried to make sense of my dream. Was it real or just my imagination? I slid my fingertips across my lips, still feeling his presence.
I pulled myself up and opened my laptop, quickly finding an application for 'Apocalypse' on the club's website. I filled out the form and sent it off in a daze, feeling nothing short of rejuvenated. After rising from bed and showering, I made my way to Starbucks to start my shift.