A/N - NSFW tag, no minors plz, not to be seen by innocent eyes!
Plot – In which the boys don’t easily give over the reins to their mate until one night she takes drastic measures. ❤❤❤
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The boys were tough nuts to crack on most nights when you wanted them to do something for you. It wasn’t even that often that you asked but it had really begun to annoy you when it was seemingly only Paul and Dwayne pitching in to your needs. Sometimes you just wanted to have just a little control in the bedroom okay? It wasn't much to ask for especially when each time you were getting into it, the other two namely David and Marko always seemed to take back control so effortlessly before you even realized it. Frankly you felt as if those two didn’t take you too seriously.
Thus, began the revenge. One night when you were positive, they would just be up and haven’t fed yet, you showed up at the cave with your little secret. Driving to the cave had been more freeing than you thought with Cyndi Lauper prepping you up on the way. In your experience none of them could fully resist your little secret weapon hidden beneath your rather long coat.
The boys had just clambered out from the dark recesses of the tunnel leading to the main cave and Paul was the first to stop them. “Dude...” Paul licked his lips, spurring the others to look at what had stopped the big buffoon on his tracks. “The fuck you stop for- oh...” Marko hissed, his hand already adjusting the tightening space of his leather chaps. Dwayne had been silently drinking you in, unsure of what to make of what he was seeing and David, well he had trying to figure you out. His icy blue gaze slowly flickered up your form and took you in like a well wrapped present seemingly dumped in their lap for the taking.
There you were sitting in David's chair as if you owned the place, an already ballsy move in itself and he might have said something if you hadn’t been wearing a full set of lingerie. Their eyes pulled up the silky lacy fabric pushing up your voluptuous breasts down to the panties and garter set hugging your curves nicely. It was almost like you wanted something.
“Well hello boys.” The small flames from the barrels cast a devilish glow on your skin. The previously dimming light barrels overnight had been reignited by yourself upon entering just for the soft ambiance. Despite your intention, it certainly wasn’t too far of a comparison because what you were doing now was sheer evil. Coming to the predator’s nest and dangling the goods.
Paul was the first to get close, kneeling as his hands stroked up the soft skin of your bare legs. “Damn babe. Now this is what I want to wake up to...” The husky drawl of his morning tones matched the mood you had put him in instantaneously. He hadn’t expected this but it was a pleasant surprise.
Marko was a close second away followed by Dwayne and you soon found yourself surrounded when David stood by the couch. Hands brushed and palmed at your bouncy locks to the soft garter. You relished in it, keeping eye contact with David the whole time. The heat in his eyes gave away his appetite and you smirked. One thing you hoped for was that he read your mind. You dared him. One thing he wasn't going to get was what he wanted, at least without giving into you first. For one brief second you understood why they wanted control. It felt addicting and powerful.
The only thing breaking your little staring contest was when you felt Paul's large hand start to rub up your skin and get a little too close to you core. Your foot raised and softly pushed his face away with a tut. “No touching.” You chided and watched his face twist in confusion and then fall. It was like candy had been taken from a child. As much as you felt bad, you knew the others would have a quicker time falling into place if you were consistent, despite how much you planned to reward him and Dwayne for letting you have your way beforehand.
Paul whined “But babe.”
“Uh uh, not until I say so.” You made it clear to them. If they want to touch, they give you the reins this time. Tonight, it was your time to be in charge.
Paul was the first to crumble to your feet, asking you what you wanted him to do. Dwayne followed after showing only slight hesitance. He had been one of the only ones to not completely dominate you in bed so it was hardly a surprise.
The blond had done as he was told as soon as you gave him the command, “No talking, I want you to eat me, now. Paul.” A rumbling groan of arousal filled the cave and Paul was quick to make work of your panties, his hands cupped your hips to lift the soft fabric under and down to your ankles. It took a lot of willpower to delegate once Paul's eager lips and tongue met your warm core. “Dwayne. Be a sweetie and touch yourself for me?” Dwayne registered what you just asked him to do before his hands slowly trailed down to give himself a little something. It was strange sure but he wasn’t complaining and it wasn’t as if they hadn’t had a form of group sex before.
You decided quickly the two who gave into you before and from the start would get the rewards to show the others. The other two would be taught a lesson.
Dwayne's soft breathy moans joined Paul’s as he softly stroked himself beside you. Dwayne and lingered in your peripherals the whole time and you vaguely noticed David growing in his jeans.
Marko had been a bit too handsy and showed to be tougher to crack to your surprise, seemingly trying to test how much he could get away with as if he was trying to make you crack first. His hands had been wrapped around your shoulders and when you told him to take your bra off, he had taken a mile. The straps were unclipped a lot slower than his usual work, that you noticed. Marko had made the mistake of brushing his lips against your neck as he almost deliberately took his time working at it. “Hey. I didn't ask you to do that, did I?”
Marko had taken his time leaving the skin only to whisper a soft “Sorry.” There was a slight tone of surprise yet underlying teasing, something you were going to put a stop to. As soon as he stopped concentrating on your neck, your breasts were left bare to the slightly cold room.
David raised a brow when you gestured for him to sit on the couch, “What now? Kitten” He asked seemingly amused like he was watching a TV show. “You can watch.” You met his teasing and David almost didn't believe you until in a moment pleasure you slipped. “Only the ones who listen to me get the real stuff.”
“No action for me doll?” Marko asked again, cupping and playing with your breasts as he watched you struggle not to writhe in pleasure. It was hard not to what with Paul's exaggerated sucking and groans. The blond had really gone to town and as much as Marko didn’t want to admit, he had been jealous of Paul’s situation. The curly blond knew the only way he would get to do something like that was to submit to his mate’s will but another part of him still fought for some control. Marko liked control and especially liked fucking you into oblivion and above with your hands held high.
“Nope, only those who listen get something.” You mewled softly at a particularly hard suck Paul had gave your sopping wet core.
“I’ll listen.” Marko quickly jumped in. The earlier bemusement washed off when he realized that you were deadly serious about it.
“Will you now?” You asked and he nodded, growing desperate to do something. Marko was tempted to take himself out and relieve the tightening pressure below but figured he wouldn’t like not being able to have you help him out.
“What about you David?” You called out to the relaxed form that was David. His leg crossed over the other one as he watched the show.
“I'm okay sweetheart. I just want to see what happens next,” David refused to give in, already butting heads with you again.
“That’s fine David but I’m sure going to miss you,” you teased and made his curiosity grow. Why would you miss him when he was here?
“I'm sure you'll manage.” He called your bluff.
“Yeah I will. I’ll remember this night when I’m up visiting family.” You couldn’t help but moan the last part of your admission. Paul had quickly brought you to orgasm with his mouth and his iron clad grip on your hips kept you from pulling away.
Your admission brought them out of their daze. When were you going? You hadn’t told them!
Paul ripped his lips from your overstimulated core and he was quick to ask, “Babe! You never told us.” and Marko chimed in, “When will you be back?” There was an urgency in his tone and it was enough for him to momentarily stop fondling your breasts.
“Hey, hey, hey enough of that. I’m only going to be gone for three nights and I only just found out this morning.” You reassured them and let Paul pull his hands away.
“I do believe I didn’t tell you to stop Paul but I think you can have a break.”
“You mean?” He asked, hoping you would let him go further. He had been aching to fuck you ever since he walked in on you.
“Yeah you can touch yourself and Dwayne, you come here.” You responded thoughtfully and decided to let Dwayne have some action. Paul wasn't getting purposefully tortured despite how much he might think that. If anything you were tempted to let him know how much of a pleasure it was that he got to touch you first. Poor Dwayne had been restricted to watching as he prepared you for his turn and now it was his turn.
If Paul was actually unhappy about that like you suspected he didn’t let you know and his hand went to his belt and zipper, eager to touch himself. By now he was rock hard and dangerously close to cumming.
Dwayne bent over to let you whisper in his ear, “I want you to fuck me.” You breathed into his ear and relished in the small drawn out exhale leaving his lips.
Marko was quickly side lined to kissing you and touching himself as Dwayne got to work. The usual softness he had reserved only for you had not been on his mind as he roughly began pushing into you. Dwayne had been edging himself along as he watched Paul and Marko get you ready.
A soft grunt left his lips and his hands groped at your hips, gently using his strength to lift them off the seat and into him. The view was nice and you briefly felt Marko's lips begging to go next. “C'mon I said I’ll be good.”
Dwayne watched you from above in a new light and his grip tightened with each thrust. Slowly he began to feel himself get closer and closer but he wanted to make sure you came with him. The softness of your supple skin had his fangs dropping with the intent to bite. Dwayne wasn't stupid and he knew better than to blindly bite his girl before she said it was okay. He gauged from how into you were getting that it would be a hard ‘no,’ so he didn't bother to ask about that. His balls tightened and each moan he pried from your lips sent him just that little bit closer.
“Princess.” He got your attention. You face had turned to the left, giving him the best view of a delicious vein running up your bare neck. The only thing ruining the sight was his brother’s multi-coloured jacketed arms wrapped over your shoulders.
Dwayne paused for a moment and decided to play it safe. If giving orders was what you wanted, he would let you have it. “I'm very close. Do you want me to-" His nostrils flared as he tried to hold off.
You interrupted him by wrapping your legs tightly around him and pulled him closer. “No. You can stay.”
Just the gesture alone where he couldn't pull out brought him to the edge and a sharp grunt left his lips as his head jerked back. Dwayne felt you squeeze tighter as he filled you up.
You didn't dare tell Dwayne how close you were because then he'd see that as a challenge. In all honesty you had allowed him the pleasure of filling you first before you just knew how powerful the others could get which meant more orgasms for yourself when you were trying to pace yourself out and not give in to them out if sheer exhaustion or dazing lust, which ever came first.
“Paul, you can go next,” Marko's face fell only to lighten up once you addressed him. “Yes babe?”
Your eyes dragged up his form and your hands slowly removed his from your breasts only to be replaced with Paul’s as he eagerly lined himself up where Dwayne once stood.
“Marko you can touch yourself now, okay?”
“Okay Doll face.” Marko sighed and made quick work of what you said he could do. It was better than nothing and if being good was what got him what he desperately wanted then so be it.
It didn’t stop him from thinking of ways to tease you back later whenever you got over this overwhelming and unyielding side of domination. Whenever that would be but he licked his lip as he thought about all the little things he would do to you just for making him wait.
Marko's hand immediately pushed down the restricting fabric, allowing his painfully red cock to be displayed and his hand pumped himself slowly almost afraid as if he would unload just from the sheer amount of teasing and waiting. The only place he wanted to cum was inside his mate but his frustrations built up when you didn’t give him the time of day. Although, he also silently applauded you on the mischievous little idea you had. Still didn’t stop him thinking of what he was going to do to you once you come back.
Paul’s hips rutted against yours as soon as Dwayne had pulled away, desperate for release with an unyielding strength. You knew for sure your hips would be bruised and you felt yourself and the chair move ever so slightly with the power of his thrusts. You didn’t dare stop him as it was his rewards and there was no way you would deny yourself the pleasure of having him wreck you in front of the others. You just bet David would crack soon and by the looks of Marko, well he just looked like he wanted to devour you.
David fought an urge to growl at the humiliation. He was used to going first in most of the group sessions. The blond was tempted to show you who was boss but he had slowly begun to understand how hot it could be to give you the illusion of control.
Paul leaned down when you curled a finger at him so seductively and his lips met your hard. It was feverishly hot with a mix of tongue and a clash of teeth on lips. By the time you yanking him back by his hair, he had a crazed look on his face and his eyes never left your lips.
“Please.” You heard Marko whimper as Paul pulled away and only then did you nod and allow him to go.
Marko lined up to your entrance and started up a whole new meaning to the word brutal. The chair had rocked with Paul but with Marko well.. you had been lifted straight off and pressed tightly into his chest as his other hand cupped your ass cheek to hold you up into him. The silk of your garter rubbed against his toned torso as animalistic grunts and snarls left his doubtlessly fanged mouth.
Your hands clasped his shoulders as he quickly brought you close to orgasm once more. The more than lubricated slaps had gotten progressively louder with each snarl but Marko didn’t speak. The tightening coil in your lower belly burned with need. Nails bit into his skin where the neck met his shoulders and you could have sworn in your lust induced stupor that he was breaking you to pieces on a new level.
Like a starving beast going in for the kill you heard the suck in of breath before fangs dug into your neck. Now that had you clawing back at him with a similar ferocity. Eyes squeezed shut and you pressed impossibly close to him more than he already had you. A few more snaps of his hips and the low whispers of encouragement from the others had you releasing around him with a scream. The small amount of blood lust had drawn your orgasm out and had you squeezing him for fear life. A mixture of the taste and strong pulsating waves finally brought him over the edge with you, hips continued on until they gradually stopped bucking into you.
Unfortunately, Marko had to be yanked back to release your neck. Dwayne had grabbed a fistful of his tight blond curls and yanked his head back with his fingers prying the glutinous blond’s jaw from the bite.
You hadn’t seen nothing yet as Marko slowly coaxed himself down from his blood high and release. Affectionate rubs to his cheeks and hairline relaxed him but his large amber glinted eyes remained dazed as he licked the last few remaining drops from his lips and chin.
“You okay there handsome?” You asked him, your breath was ragged and you took in his face, wanting to make sure he was good.
Marko slowly met your eyes before he nodded slowly before he leaned down to plant a chaste kiss onto your lips. Any remaining blood still raining his skin immediately rubbed off onto your skin and found it’s way onto your tongue. The taste didn’t bother you too much and you could almost feel Marko twitch as if he was ready for another round. Not if you could stop it.
You tapped his cheek and felt him pull away. You shook your head slowly and teasingly as if to tell him no. You could read his body and feel him already hardening again, you were just letting him know who decides.
When Marko realised he was still under your thumb, he relented.
“Sure, let’s go with that.” He breathed out and slowly lowered you to your feet as his cold slipped out. Little dribbled pooled at your folds before they smeared as you leaned against him to steady yourself. In your peripherals you caught Paul eyeing you up in a curious light and when he caught your gaze he tilted his head in a silent ‘are you okay?’ Nodding, you patted both Marko and Dwayne on the arms before smirking at your next target. Part of you just wanted to give in at this point but the reason you came down in the first place immediately brought you back to your senses: you wanted to teach them a lesson.
Next was David who smirked when you strolled up to him on shaky legs. “Well?”
“Well what, kitten?”
“Do you submit?”
“Sure,” he let out casually yet his face remained relaxed and you surprised him by bending over the armrest next to him. It was a test of your own because you could never tell when David was being serious or not. Especially when the blond refrained from using sarcasm.
“Then show me. Eat me,” referring to the sticky white covering your thighs. Your ass cheeks spread slightly as your knees rested on the cushion beside him, giving him an good view alright.
“Fuck.”
There was a quiet moment and the boys stood still. You couldn't see David but rest assured you waited for what would happen next. The ball had been left in his court and it was up to him whether or not he wanted to be the only one unsatisfied for the next few days or satisfied with something else.
“I have a much better idea you naughty little girl...” You bit your lip at his tone and awaited his next move. Relaxed and rest assured if it wasn’t something you approved of and something you thought he deserved he was either going to be left high and dry or he would be in for a very satisfying night...
“Oh do tell David.”