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Blood from Stone, chapter 16
🕑 Added 2022-03-12 16:46:01 +0000 UTCChapter 16
11.28.2021-11-29-2021
As the dinner hour was winding to a close, the volume of the music continued its upward climb. Lily lightly bopped her head back and forth to the frenetic dark electronic music that pulsed from the speakers, not sure what to make of it. Leon and Aubrey exchanged a look over her head that she couldn't quite decipher. As the volume continued its ascent and she could feel the bass rolling through her ribcage in a manner most delightful, she leaned closer to Aubrey, having to raise her voice to be heard over the music.
"I wouldn't have thought a bunch of vampires this old would be all about this heavy electro music. The bass is dirty as hell, and I love it!" She leaned in closer to him as she spoke, although she could have just had the conversation mentally with him. She didn't even think about that until after the fact.
He flashed her a strangely good-natured grin filled with fangs. "Were you expecting some classical symphonic masterpieces that would have been in vogue back when I was born? Just because they're as old as this country doesn't mean they don't adapt and evolve, Lily. Learning to blend in with the humans around us is how we survived until it became acceptable for us to be out in the open."
She nodded, grey eyes curious as she watched the dance floor fill with more bodies, the space around them rapidly shrinking as the rest of the guests finished up their meals. Motion in her peripheral vision drew her attention back to Aubrey as he handed his jacket to Leon, rolling the sleeves of his dress shirt up just above his elbows. More of his enticing tattoos were revealed, and it seemed like they were never the same for long. She vowed to herself to ask him about that, at some point. Another time, when she wasn't absolutely enthralled by the sight of him pulling a black hair elastic from his wrist and holding it between his perfect teeth as he swept long blond hair back away from his face. Securing it in a low ponytail at the nape of his neck, he held his hand out to her in offering.
His voice rang in her head as a tantalizing smile curved lips she'd been wanting a taste of since she first laid eyes on him. Show me what you're made of, my little bloddukke.
The crush of bodies around them closed in as she stepped into his personal space, the heat radiating from his body sending shivers down her spine. Watching his body move to the rhythm of the gritty bass was a work of art Liliana had no intention of forgetting. She knew he was playing it up for her, but his sinuous motions were so natural that she could tell he truly enjoyed the music. He always had headphones on, but she'd never bothered to ask him what he was listening to. With how long he'd been around, she could only assume that he consumed any music he could get his hands on.
"Speaking of getting my hands on things..." His voice was low, breath caressing her ear. She’d been so lost in her thoughts that he'd managed to get behind her without her even noticing that he’d moved. Strong, sure fingers settled on her shoulders, sliding down the bare flesh of her toned arms before slipping to her waist. He dared to dip them lower, settling his hands on her hips like she’d been specially created just for him. She let out a gasp as there was suddenly no more space between their bodies, her back pressed fully against the heavily muscled front of Aubrey’s body.
“Get out of your head and just into your body, Liliana. Stop thinking about the beat and just feel it.” His breath was heavy and warm on her ear, raising goosebumps along her neck from his closeness. Aubrey’s firm hands on her hips guided her at first, until she finally picked up on the combined rhythm of his movements and the aggressive pounding of the bass that obliterated any errant thoughts still attempting to distract her from the attentions of the gorgeous vampire that couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Liliana had never seen him seem so comfortable in his own skin, his confidence cranking up her level of desire for him.
Lily enjoyed her free will, but she felt herself beginning to cave under his control, happily giving up the need to resist when he had such a firm handle on the current situation. Even surrounded by other vampires who could have plunged their fangs into her, not knowing of her venom allergy, she felt confident that Aubrey would keep her safe if she wasn’t wholly able to defend herself. It wasn’t like her to put her safety in the hands of another person, but the Winterbournes had been winding their insidious way into her trust. And as much as she hated to admit it, into her heart.
She let her eyelids slide shut, immersing herself wholly in the sensations of touch and sound. Aubrey’s large hands on her body, laying his claim to her as though there were no clothes between them. She leaned her head back on his shoulder, the rest of her body rolling downward as the beat dropped. She slid back up in time to the music, grinding her ass against the unmistakable curve of his stiff cock that strained to be released from his dress pants. Liliana felt the deep groan dragged from his chest rumble against her back, warring with the all-consuming thump of the bass.
He dragged his fingertips down the front of her exposed neck, trailing them between her breasts and down the flat plane of her abdomen, teasingly moving his touch away before venturing where he knew she wanted him to. A soft whimper of disappointment fell from her lips and his words in her ear practically melted her into her socks. "There she is. My needy little flower. I could tell by the way you were just jiving to the music before it got loud that you'd have the right rhythm to keep up." He rocked his hips forward as the word "rhythm" rolled from his warm lips, his arm crossing her body to grab her opposite shoulder and pull her more fully against him. His entire forearm squashed into the front of her body, pinning her to him as he pressed slow, wet kisses to the side of her neck. The flutter of her frantic pulse just beneath smooth skin was a temptation the eldest Winterbourne found increasingly difficult to resist. Aubrey's lips moved downward, coming to settle at the juncture of her throat and shoulder, where the hollow of her collarbone seemed to beg for his attention.
Set adrift in the crush of warm bodies around her, Liliana lost herself to the music and the sensation of Aubrey's body on hers. She wished she could feel more of him bare, longing to take in all his tattoos and the glorious muscles beneath them with her hands and tongue. She settled for teasingly running her fingertips down his bare forearms, the corded muscles and veins hinting at an immense strength she’d only seen him display once. Liliana's eyes snapped open as she felt another pair of hands settle on her upper arms, their skin soft and filled with a heat that made Aubrey's flesh feel cold by comparison.
Before her stood Fear, the other vampire quirking a brow and mouthing to her "May I?"
Lily glanced up and back to Aubrey. His words echoed in her mind. You may be mine tonight, but your body is your own, Liliana. Share it with whomever you see fit to.
Does that mean you're leaving? The idea of being alone with the mysteriously enticing Fear made her feel uncharacteristically anxious.
Hell, no. Dirty girl. I'll gladly share you as much as you want me to.The hunger in his tone made Liliana squeeze her thighs together for the barest of seconds, but the shift in her stance didn't go unnoticed.
She licked her lips and nodded to Fear, uncertain what it was about them that was so intriguing and disarming. The other vampire in question smirked, softly glowing crimson eyes raking down the front of her appreciatively before coming back up to settle on her lips. The three of them effortlessly fell into sync with each other, the feeling of being so effectively trapped by lithe limbs and eager hips making Lily's head spin more than any amount of alcohol ever could have.
Fear was slightly taller than Liliana, but not quite as tall as Aubrey. They leaned in close to her, tongue curling around the sensitive outer shell of her ear. Gravelly voice and enticing Southern drawl practically purring: "And besides, sugar... Aubrey and I have shared before. Let's just say we play well together." Teeth lightly clamped down on both of her ears, their simultaneous moans of desire nearly making her come undone without either of them even attempting to undress her.
Fear trailed their thumb across Lily's full lower lip, ruby eyes following the path hungrily. Aubrey covered Fear's hand with his, interlocking their fingers and gripping Liliana's left hip almost hard enough to bruise. It tore a gasp from her lips, and their parting was all the invitation Fear needed. They kissed her like the apocalypse was nigh and her lips were salvation from oblivion. Fear dragged Lily's lower lip between their teeth, bearing down just enough for a slight sting to radiate from the bite. She moaned into the vampire's mouth, all sense vacating her mind from the tender torture.
She slid her hands up into Fear's already invitingly messy hair, gripping a fistful and crushing their lips down harder onto hers. She was rewarded with a surprised but throaty groan and she felt Aubrey's lips curve into a smile against her neck. Fucking masochist, his words growled in her head.
You keep saying that like you don't fucking love it,she snarked back mentally.
If you're alright with Fear getting a bit closer, I've got something else in mind.
The vampire in question enticed Liliana's tongue into their mouth, sucking on it and rolling their own tongue against it in a motion that made her already throbbing pussy clench. Breaking the kiss to come up for air, Liliana let her lips hover just over Fear's. "Yes. Please," she murmured in desperation.
The bloddukke felt like a woman possessed. She wasn't sure if it was the combination of the music, the food, the inescapable crush of power that filled the air, or if she was just that starved for touch. Whatever it was, she wasn't ready to get off this ride, just yet.
Her whimper of longing urged the vampires on, their hands untangling from each other. Aubrey slid rough fingers beneath the high slit in her dress and around to cup the firm curve of her ass, while Fear's moved around to the front, covering her already soaked panties with long, slender fingers. Moving forward, Aubrey hooked the silken fabric with his fingers, pulling it to the side to allow Fear better access.
His free hand wrapped around her throat from behind, tilting her face up to meet him and claiming her mouth with eager, impassioned kisses. Their hands on her aching cunt sped her breath, her pulse like thunder in her own ears. Aubrey worked a slick finger inside of her, her breath hitching as his tongue moved in unison not only with the finger he slowly began to pump in and out of her, but also perfectly on beat with the music. A soft whine escaped her as he pulled his hand back, Fear's taking his place from the front, palm rubbing against her clit as they thrust two fingers up into her, curling in just the right place to press against that hypersensitive spot inside of her that sent electricity searing through her nerve endings.
Liliana's breath came in desperate pants, swallowed by Aubrey’s slow and insistent kisses. Her eyebrows knitted together as she forced the logic center in her brain to stop trying to ruin her pleasure. Fear's movements slowed as Aubrey joined in again, slowly scissoring two fingers as deeply into her as he could get them. He and Fear claimed her dripping flesh, slowly at first as she adjusted to the fullness of being stuffed. Then faster, harder, her desire so heady and overwhelming that she almost didn't notice Fear pause for the barest of seconds.
Liliana opened her eyes, lids heavy with ecstasy. Hannibal Carver was behind Fear, his body curled around theirs in a way that spoke volumes about how comfortable they were with each other. He moved one hand moved down the front of their pants, the other sliding around Fear's face to plunge ghostly pale fingers into their mouth, which they gratefully suckled without question. "You’re so close and she hasn’t even touched you… Go on, then. Be a good slut for me, Fear. Fingerfuck their little bloddukke until she can't hold back her screams anymore. Earn your reward." His words sank deep into Liliana's ears, thrilling her in a way she’d never experienced before.
His intense stare held her captive, one eye the pale blue of a summer sky, the other a light spring green. "Keep those eyes on me, Liliana." Hannibal's voice carried to her over the music in a way different from Aubrey's. It wasn't in her head; it was in her body. She could feel the imposing caress of it in her bones, on her skin, in her veins. Her gaze was held captive by his, as ensnared as a mouse by the unwavering eye contact of a snake. Aubrey's lips and teeth were insistent on her neck and shoulder, his fingers driving inside of her in direct opposition to Fear's. She felt like her soul would spill out of her body as her eyes rolled back, soft curses bubbling from her lips like a prayer. Remembering the command, feeling compelled to obey a man she hadn't spoken a word to, she forced herself to train her eyes on Hannibal's. The friction inside of her combined with the intensity of his ardent gaze was too much, the heated wave of her climax rolling over her and stealing the breath from her lungs as her unabashed moans of ecstasy were swallowed by the sheer volume of the music. She clamped down around their fingers like a vice, but they didn’t give her enough time to recover.
Her eyelids fluttered and she squeezed them shut as Hannibal's voice filled her ears again. "More," his voice was thick with longing. "Don’t let her stop. She's got more for us."
To her disbelief, Fear did just that. Moisture was already dripping down her thighs, but their combined ministrations brought her again. This time, Fear rolled their thumb across her already overly sensitive clit, keeping up the pressure and being rewarded with a gush of fluid. "Now, Fear! Come with her, my little hunter whore." His command came out as an insistent snarl, but there was a softness Liliana caught in his eyes that belied his true emotions. Fear's fingers trembled inside of Liliana as Hannibal's order sent them tumbling headfirst into the abyss of pleasure, bringing Lily one final time in unison with their own release.
Both Liliana and Fear were breathless, quaking, having trouble keeping their feet under them. The vampires withdrew their digits, her body being acutely aware of the emptiness. Liliana leaned heavily back against Aubrey's chest, her eyes unable to fully look away from Hannibal or Fear. Hannibal Carver gripped Fear's wrist in his hand, lifting their visibly wet fingers close to both their faces. "I propose a taste," he said with a wickedly sinful smirk. "To new friends," he said, lifting Fear's hand as though it were a glass of champagne.
"To new friends!" The three vampires declared, and Liliana watched in fascination as they all greedily licked her juices from their fingers. Aubrey then dipped his tongue into her mouth, letting her savor the mild tang of her orgasm that lingered on his tongue.
Fear's cheeks were still ruddy from pleasure as they leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Liliana's lips. They gave her a wink once they pulled back. "Be seein' you around, sugar." Hannibal and Fear melted back into the crowd, leaving Lily and Aubrey as much to themselves as they could be while surrounded by other people.
She turned around in his arms, looking up into icy blue eyes while her heart still pounded out a staccato rhythm in her chest. “What in the name of hell just happened?”
Aubrey wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “Congratulations on being approved of by the other clans, Lily.” She opened her mouth to speak and he pressed a finger to her lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up, something to drink, and just sit down.”
The world around her was fuzzy, a low ringing in her ears. “Yeah. Good plan.”
The eldest Winterbourne led her away from the dancefloor, grabbing a glass of ice water from a passing waiter without missing a beat. He took her to a dimly lit corner, taking a seat on a leather ottoman and pulling her onto his lap. He placed the cup in her hands, making sure she had a solid grip on it before he let go.
Liliana’s hands trembled, but the sensation of the cool glass under her fingertips was helping to ground her, bring her soul back into her body after the attentions of three vampires had nearly stolen it from her. She closed her eyes, exhaling slowly before bringing the frosty liquid to her lips.
“Sip it slow, Lily. Too much of it too fast will shock your system.”
She murmured her assent as she drank the ice water, the cooling liquid rolling down her throat easing the hoarseness she felt. Her entire body felt warm and heavy, the endorphins flooding her system making her more tired than she should have felt. Aubrey set the empty glass on a nearby table, and she leaned her head against his shoulder.
“Was that some bloddukke hazing ritual, or something?” she murmured, fighting to keep her eyes open.
Aubrey couldn’t help but laugh. “No, it definitely wasn’t. That was a first for me. I said I’ve shared with Fear before, but not with Hannibal. And I had no idea she—they, played with Hannibal like that.”
Liliana languished in his arms. “I’ve never done something so fucking sexy in my entire life. And I’ve… not been the most chaste of people.” She perked up. “She? So Fear was assigned female at birth, then.”
Aubrey shrugged, his fingertips tracing circles on the small of her back. “Fear is Fear. They were born female, but in the last fifty years, they’ve kinda just done whatever the hell they want.”
She nodded. “That’s a first for me then, too. I’ve never, uh… Done anything like that with someone possessing the same parts as myself.”
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment before Aubrey asked softly, “Are you okay with what happened? It was… a bit more than I was planning on.”
She lifted her head to look deeply into his eyes, her expression softening. “You checked in with me as things were happening, and you always gave me an out, Aubrey. I don’t think I could have felt any safer, given the circumstances.”
“Glad to hear it.” He heaved a sigh of relief.
Lily took a moment to look around them, finally spotting a restroom. “I’m gonna go clean up,” she declared, summoning willpower from the depths of her soul to force her legs to support her weight as she stood.
The world around her wobbled and she squeezed her eyes shut, resting her chin near her chest and inhaling deeply. She grabbed on to Aubrey’s shoulder for balance, hands clutching him tightly until her equilibrium was restored. “Gonna make it?” he asked, looking up at her from his seated position.
She nodded lightly, carefully, not wanting to get her head spinning again. “I’m good. Wait here for me?”
“Of course,” he said with a soft smile. “It’s the least I could do.”
As soon as she had turned away from him, he adjusted his uncomfortable erection, resting his face in his hands and exhaling heavily.
“Never thought I’d see the day that Aubrey Winterbourne went totally mushy for a human.”
