Free The Coming Storm by Flynn Eire

don’t meant to be a baby or break our deal but I feel light-headed and thought I should say something. My brothers will go fucking livid if I get hurt. What a way to go though.”
    “No, we were going to take a break already, but well, you’re just so sexy,” Eric mumbled, sounding completely embarrassed. Seconds later there was a sports drink being held up to my lips. That helped, and so did the food they fed me next. More to drink and eat… And then back to being fed cock.
    That’s how it went for the next several hours . One would fuck me while another would get in on the action and both would drink from me when I came. Then they’d rotate out. After two rounds, I’d get a break to rehydrate and eat before doing it all over again.
    I honestly lost count of how many rounds we all had by the time we were done. Technically I could have walked, very bowlegged, but I was wobbling all over the place.
    “Allow me,” Aurelo said smoothly as he swooped me up into his arms.
    “Thank you,” I sighed and snuggled against him. “I need one thing before I leave though.” I glanced over at Fabian. “A moment alone or just off to the side?”
    “Of course, dear Chicago. After sating and pleasing us so completely and thrillingly all night, I can’t think there isn’t much I wouldn’t give you right now,” he chuckled. “And yet you ask for more time alone with me. However will I survive such a hardship?”
    I actually appreciated him more like this, relaxed and almost playful. He took me from Aurelo and carried me into the huge bathroom off his room, shutting the door behind us.
    “What would you have of me?” he asked in a hesitant but husky voice. He sat me down on the counter of the double sinks and stood before me.
    “It’s what I want to give to you,” I answered hesitantly worried I might be making a mistake. “Just promise not to laugh at me again.”
    “Never, dear Chicago. I’m sorry for that.” He cupped my cheek, and I saw true regret in his eyes. I nodded and undid the robe they’d given me, first taking out the lube I’d snagged. “You can’t possibly be up for more double teaming of you.”
    “No, not double teaming,” I whispered as I reached for the belt of his robe and pulled him between my legs. “Just you and me, face to face instead of you mounting me. Make love to me, Fabian. You don’t have to love me, just make love to me.” I pulled his head down and brushed my lips over his as if waiting to get pushed away.
    He leaned back and simply stared at me a moment. “Daniel.”
    “What?” I shook my head. “Huh?”
    “Daniel is my name.” He cleared his throat nervously. “Daniel Fabian and I accept your kind offer. No trading, no deals, no favors, just your gift to me. It warms my ice heart, Chicago. I will treasure this moment always.” Then he mashed his mouth down to mine as if not wanting to know what my reply would be because he’d said too much already.
    After that it became a flurry of movements though nothing rough or “fucking” like. It was passionate and needy like good making love should be. Not just scratching the itch even if we were doing it in the bathroom. Daniel kissed me or stared at me the whole time as he took me right there and didn’t even bite me. It wasn’t about the blood.
    It was about the connection he never had with people anymore.

5
     
    When we were done I couldn’t help but smile that it was Daniel that seemed hesitant to pull away and let me go. It appeared I might have changed the man’s mind about kissing and having more than grunting fucking. Or just reminded him of what else was out there more likely.
    “Director Fabian, I think it wise I go with the Niskas when they depart our coven,” Aurelo said as we stepped back into Daniel’s room, all cleaned up and me lounging in Daniel’s arms.
    “Yes, he is addictive,” the coven leader chuckled as he glanced down at me. “But your place is here, Aurelo.”
    “Um, no, not because