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Elora

"This ones cute too, don't you think?" I asked Dane, gesturing to a picture of Quin and I laughing in the kitchen. I asked everyone to send me any group pictures, or any pictures they might like of us. To my surprise, they all have a lot of photos.

He nodded, "The library wall can only hold so many, angel," he chuckled.

"I know... I just like them all so much," I pouted, scrolling through the kiosk we downloaded the pictures on. It's nearly empty in here, because it's early morning on a weekday, and Dane went to the fanciest photo printing shop I've ever seen.

I want them all. I've tried to sneak cute 'in the moment' candid pictures of them, but they always catch me and ruin the authenticity of it.

They're clearly much better at it than I am, because I never knew most of these existed.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulder, "How about we get a few smaller ones so we can frame them in other rooms, yes?" He thought.

I smiled, "Are you sure Felix would be okay with that? I know he has a thing about decor," I hinted. The manor has been updated, but it's still hundreds of years old and Felix likes to reserve the old, or creepy feel to it.

Dane kept one of his hands on my shoulder and stepped in front of me, a firm look on his face, "Elora, I say it's okay. If I tell you something, you don't have to question it," he scolded.

I bit my lip, "But-"

"No buts, angel."

I pushed my lips together, deciding it's best not to argue. I just know Felix will be upset, and I don't want to be on the receiving end of it. "Dane?" I started. "What if you tell me one thing, and Felix or one of the others tells me another? Who do I listen to?" I asked the question that's been lingering in my mind. Yesterday when Felix told me to go to my room and Duke made me stay- I felt so conflicted. I want to make everyone happy, but how can I when there's seven personalities in the mix.

Dane knitted his eyebrows, his eyes roaming my features, "You can always make your own decisions, Elora. If any of us tell you to do something you don't want to, tell us," he responded gently.

I nodded, "Unless it's medical advice, I'm definitely going to you, doc," I giggled. I widened my eyes, imagining Theo performing a surgery, "Imagine Theo as a doctor!" I shivered, "Think of the disaster..."

Dane chuckled, "I'd rather not."

We finished picking our pictures, getting a bunch in different sizes. I'm so excited to hang these with Theo, I think it'll make the manor feel more homey.

The clerk woman eyed Dane in a way that made my skin crawl, "Your order will be ready in a few minutes, sir," she gave him a flirty smile.

I tried not to glare at her from where we stood on the other side of the counter. He's mine, and this woman needs to stop looking at him... he's for my eyes only.

Dane gave her a quick nod, "Thank you," he said politely.

She big her lip, looking like a dog chewing on a chew toy... that was mean. I shouldn't care so much that she's flirting with him, he only loves me and I know that. But she doesn't.

She held out a piece of paper to him, that had a phone number written down. "If you need anything else, outside of photos, give me a call," she winked.

Nope, don't like that.

I snatched the paper out of her hands, and shoved it in my mouth, without thinking of it. I took the wet paper out of my mouth and threw it in the trash, "Maybe you should just do your job?" I suggested.

Okay I need to calm down. I'm so angry, what kind of woman flirts with a man when he's clearly here with someone else. Ick.

She opened her mouth and glared at me before she rolled her eyes and walked to the back.

Dane smirked down at me, "I didn't peg you for the jealous type, angel. After Jennifer and now this, I was wrong," he teased.

I shrugged, crushing my arms, "She kept looking at you, being all gross and flirty," I mumbled.

He wrapped his arms around me, pressing my back into his chest, "So? I'm yours. You're far too beautiful to be jealous of anyone else," he complimented.

I tilted my head up, looking up at him through my lashes, "Say that again," I smirked. I like how that sounds.

Dane raised his eyebrows, "You're beautiful-"

"The other thing."

He turned me around, gently holding his finger under my chin, his lips dangerously close to mine, "I'm yours, I always have been," he whispered.

I smiled, my stomach erupting with butterflies. That's what I like to hear. I stood on my tip toes and kissed him on his perfectly round lips. He wrapped his arms around my lower waist, and I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me.

Dane kissed me softly, slowly, like he was savoring every second of it. I tilted my head to the side, parting my lips for him, wanting more.

He took the invitation greedily, his tongue darting into my mouth as he let out a low moan that made my lower stomach clench. His grip on my hips tightened, as he pulled me flush against him.

I quickly realized that he's a much more gentle kisser than the others so far. He's still very much so in control, but I could literally do this for hours. With the others my lips would start to hurt from the sucking, or I'd run out of breath. But Danes kisses... Jesus help me.

I heard footsteps, and without stopping our hot little make out session, I opened my eyes, seeing the clerk with several bags of photos in her hands. She stared at us wide eyed, and I almost smirked.

Without looking away from her, I sucked on his yummy tongue, slowly pulling away from him. He's fucking mine.

"Kitten..." Lucifer practically groaned in my mind. "Watch your language or ill put your mouth to good use," he threatened.

Oops?

The woman looked stunned, as she pointed to the bags, clearly at a loss for words.

I stepped away from Dane, who looked down at me in a trance, his lips still slightly ajar, his eyes clouded. I smiled, reaching into his hoodie pocket and grabbing his wallet. It looks like he's long gone, dang Felix said I was a good kisser, but who knew. Dane literally looks like he's in his own world.

I handed the clerk his card, and she quickly ran it.

What has gotten into me, this so isn't like me. Maybe it's the hormones. Yeah, definitely that.

She handed his card back to me, "H-have a good day, miss," she swallowed, looking away from me.

I grabbed the bags, handing them to Dane. He took them, but his eyes never left me. He walked out to his car silently, the air still very thick between us.

Huh, Duke has clearly become less easy to manipulate, but Dane seems like a completely different story.

We loaded the trunk with the bags, and I went around to sit in the passenger eat, ready to go home and hang them.

Dane grabbed my hand before I could reach the door handle, "Backseat," he ordered, his voice raspy and stern.

I widened my eyes, my stomach clenching again. He opened the door to the backseat and I climbed in. Confused, I watched him get in with me, closing the door behind him.

He pulled me into his lap, and I instantly felt something hard against my undies. I gasped, but it was cut short as he slammed his lips against mine, continuing right where we left off in the shop.

I melted into him, my hands tangling themselves in his hair. I moaned, feeling him slide my overall skirt over my hips. He didn't make any effort to remove my undies, which I appreciate.

His hands firmly squeezed my bottom, firmly thrusting my hips forward, making me rub against him.

I gasped, breaking away from the kiss. Dane didn't stop guiding my hips, pulling me back and then forcefully forward. Knowing what it is that I'm rubbing against, and feeling it twitch under me had me a panting mess in seconds.

Dane watched me with so much intensity, I thought I would crumble under his touch. "You think you're clever? Sucking my tongue like it's a cock," he groaned, bucking his own hips up as he pulled me forward.

I gripped his shoulders, trying to keep me stable as he used my lower half to his pleasure. I moaned, biting my bottom lip, "She has to know you're mine," I attempted to explain through moans.

My clit throbbed, desperately wanting his sweatpants off. If it feels this good through both our undies and his thick sweats, I can't imagine how it feels with nothing. God I wanted him so badly.

Dane slapped my bottom, and I cried out. It stung, but sent a flood of arousal straight into my girly parts. If I wasn't wearing a tampon, I'm sure there'd be a wet mess between us right now.

He darkly looked down at me, "Yes, you made that abundantly clear, darling. But you made me hard, and now your hot little pussy is going to finish me off," he bucked his hips up again.

I moaned, my head falling back in pleasure. I should tease him more often.

I moved my own hips, matching his own thrusts. Like wild animals, we thrusted down on each other, both of us greedily using one another.

A string of moans and whimpers escaped my lips as I felt myself close to cuming. He took control of my movements and jerked my hips against the tent in his sweatpants, "Shit, i want you do ride me, just like this, with my cock buried inside you," he moaned.

His thrusts became jerky and ridged, and I watched in a trance as his head fell back, his eyes staying locked on mine. His lips parted as his moans turned to whimpers. "Fuck baby, cum with me, cum for my cock," he said through soft whimpers.

With one final thrust, I cried out in ecstasy, my eyes welling with tears as I came on top of him, my legs slightly shook from the spread position they're in.

Dane moaned, his hands palming my bottom, watching me as I felt him twitch against me.

He sighed, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and smothering me in more kisses.

My he kissed me slowly, his tongue dancing with mine, as if we had done this a million times.

My shaking body relaxed onto him, and I felt happiness spread through me.

After what felt like hours of kissing, I pulled away, noticing something damp on my thigh.

I looked down between us, seeing a wet spot on his sweatpants. I widened my eyes, not knowing how that happened. I didn't think any would leak out... I looked up at him through my lashes, "Sorry, I made a mess..."

He knitted his eyebrows together, his gaze following mine. He softly shook his head, "That's me, angel," he informed.

I widened my eyes, a blush creeping up my neck. I wasn't sure if he came or not... I don't really know how to tell. But I know now. A sudden wave of accomplishment hit me and I beamed up at him, "Really? You mean I made you feel good too?" I thought out loud.

I mean, I know we both enjoyed what just happened, but it fills me with so much joy that I can make him feel as good as he makes me feel. I rock!

He chuckled, his hand cupping my cheek, "Of course. You did so well, baby. You're so perfect for me," he cooed, placing small kisses all over my face.

I giggled, overjoyed with love.

~•~

"We're home!" I called as Dane and I walked through the front door. He set the bags down, and promptly made his way upstairs, probably got clean himself from our earlier sexy time.

No one answered, so I wondered the first floor for a few minutes, looking for one of them.

I found them all in the backyard, all shirtless with jeans on.

I'm a lucky girl today.

I stepped outside, the sun hitting my legs, but the crisp air sending a chill up my arms.

Eugene and Quin were punching each other, looking like they're having a gentleman's brawl, but with more violence. I pushed my eyebrows together, confused. Why are they fighting? Clearly they're not mad at each other because they're smiling.

Felix locked eyes with me, and I waved him over with my hand. I haven't forgotten this morning, and I've been planning my lecture.

He was next to me in a few long strides, "Shall I apologize now, or after you tell me how wrong I was?" He asked.

I crossed my arms, "After, so you know what you're sorry for," I started.

He nodded, taking a seat on the porch swing, patting his lap, "Come on them, let me hear it, baby," he beckoned.

I tried not to smile as I happily sat on his thigh. I turned to him, trying not to feel intimidated. His abs have abs, and they're on full display to me. Ugh, did he plan this? Clearly he knew I planned to have a talking with him. But he looks so yummy...

I made sure my gaze never left his eyes as I spoke, knowing I might forget what I'm supposed to be upset about. "First, you are never allowed to do anything like that during this time of the month. I don't like it, and it makes me uncomfortable," I gave him a pointed look.

He didn't respond, he nodded, listening to me and allowing me to talk.

"Second, you should have stopped the first time I asked, Felix. I'm not too mad about that-" I admitted. "But, next time you listen to me or I'll..." I looked around, trying to think of something. There's not much I can do to him myself. I glanced at his lips and grinned, "I'll never kiss you again," I threatened. It's not possible, I'd give in, but he doesn't need to know that.

Felix looked taken back, but he nodded. "I promise, I'll never do either of those things again," he said sincerely. "I won't give you any excuses for my actions, but I am truly sorry, sweetheart. More about the second than the first," he gave me a sly look.

I sighed, "You're gross."

"We're vampires, Elora. For humans; yes it probably would be, but-"

I gave him a sharp look, "I am a human, and it's gross to me," I exclaimed. I get it, I really do. But that's not something I'll ever be comfortable with. And I don't want to hear about how normal he might think it is.

He eyed me and softly nodded, "As you wish, I'll never mention it again," he promised.

I nodded, finally letting myself look down at him. Felix is the bulkiest out of all my guys, he's much thicker than the others. "What are you all doing?" I asked, looking at the others. Now seeing Theo and Lucifer going at it.

Felix smiled, "After Eugene snapped my neck this morning, he needed to be humbled. So I fought him. It turned into a pissing contest to see who's the best brawler," he explained.

I laughed, "Really? Is that something you need answered? You're all strong," I said. It seems silly, but I'd they're having fun, I guess it's okay. Especially if none of them are actually getting hurt.

Theo ran over to us, "Ready to decorate, princess?" He smiled.

I nodded, "Yeah! Dane and I got so many good photos," I got up from Felix's lap.

"Decorate?" Felix questioned.

Uh oh. Here we go.

I bit my lip, "Uhu, I wanted to put up pictures of us, instead of the old ones,"

I explained. I put my hands behind my back and smiled, "That's okay, right daddy?"

Felix cocked an eyebrow at me, but I could tell I had already gotten my way. He nodded, "Yes, I think that's a wonderful idea," he gave in.

Theo smirked, looking between the two of us. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house, "Well played," he complimented.