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Elora

Something in me just shattered, and I didn't know why. The tears seemed endless as I cried into Lucifers shoulder. I just feel so bad, and it doesn't make sense.

He was carrying me out of the room, his big hands running down my bare back. My legs were wrapped around his naked waist, shaking horribly. My whole body was shaking like a leaf, and my girly parts were tender.

I didn't know where my other guys went, but they weren't anywhere in sight as Lucifer carried me into his shower. The faucet was already on, I'm guessing one of them did it.

Lucifer gently set me down on my wobbly legs, keeping his arms wrapped around my back so I wouldn't fall.

The warm water hit my skin, relaxing my shoulders and back. I winced as it touched my bottom, the heat making the burning sting worse.

Lucifer gently ran his hand over my ass, turning me around so my back was facing his front. It helped little, but it still hurt. He took my hair out of the braids, gently rubbing his hands through it as the water soaked it.

My shoulders trembled as I attempted to catch my breath, trying to stop crying. I placed my palms against my eyes, "I-I don't know why I'm crying," I tried to explain, but my voice was a breaking whisper.

Lucifers arm tightened around me, "It's okay to cry," he comforted, pumping some shampoo into his hand. He lathered it into my hair, and I closed my eyes as he massaged it. "It's called subdrop, kitten. You just went through a scene much more intense than you're used to. Hormones like adrenaline, and endorphins cause a high. Then when the scene stops, it can cause an emotional crash," he explained.

Oh good they broke my brain.

He washed my hair, and helped me take the stalkings off, seeing as how I couldn't bend down. He grabbed a cloth, wetting it before he turned me towards him again. I flinched as the water hit my ass again, but soon forgot about it when I looked up at Lucifer in a haze. He's so handsome...

His lips turned up in a small smile as he watched me. He looked intrigued as he gently wiped my cheeks, getting rid of any tear stains. The cloth lingered on my cheek for a second as he looked between my eyes. He dropped his arm, "You're beautiful, Elora," he said so seriously it threw me off.

I raised my eyebrows, my tears slowing down. "Huh?" I said softly.

"You're beautiful. In every way possible. You're kind and patient, you don't have a mean bone in your body," he whispered. "You made me believe that someone can be kind without malicious intent. That happiness is real, and not something people made up. You taught me what life is, what what it means to live," his thumb rubbed my lower back where he held me. "You're beautiful," he repeated.

I didn't know what to say... That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. I blinked up at him, my lips parted in surprise. I was certain about one thing though, it wasn't easy for him to admit that. Lucifer has always been sheltered, and talking about his feelings isn't something that comes naturally for him.

I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him to me, hugging him tightly. I think Lucifer has a hard time saying the words I love you. But in his own special way, he just did.

He wrapped his other arm around me, squeezing me to him.

We stayed like that for a few minutes as I cried, my body still shaking.

He pulled away, grabbing the cloth again, "Let me finish getting you cleaned up," he said. He lightly touched my thigh, "Spread," he ordered.

I did as he asked, flinching a few times as he cleaned between my legs, getting rid of any stickiness. Every time he got remotely close to my core I whimpered. It's going to be several days before anything goes near me down there.

Lucifer smirked, straightening to his full height. He gently wiped away any wax that the water didn't wash away. It came off easily, and was painless. There weren't any burns left behind, just pinkish spots that didn't hurt.

I heard someone enter the bathroom and looked up at Lucifer expectantly. He grabbed my chin, tilting me up to him, "I think I have to share you, now, kitten," he smirked.

I'm okay with that... as long as he's okay with that. I don't know, I feel weird still, like I don't want to upset them. I was worried they would take me back into that room. Deep down, I know we're done, but I couldn't shake the feeling.

"Baby," Duke said. My shoulders relaxed at his kind tone, much different than how it was in the butcher shop.

Lucifer gently turned my shoulders, and I saw Duke standing outside the shower, a big towel in his hands, open, ready to bundle me up. He smiled at me and with the help of Lucifer, I stepped out of the shower.

Duke immediately wrapped me up in a warm towel, picking me up bridal style and walking out of the bathroom. I've always loved it when he carries me, his hugs are so special.

He walked us into his room, sitting on his bed with me in his lap. He placed small kisses all over my face, "My sweet girl, I'm so sorry," he held me tight.

I let my eyes close, loving him like this. This is my Duke, gentle and caring. I'll never cause him to act cruel again. I really upset him... I bit my lip, feeling it wobble, and a weight in my tummy.

Does that look like a good girl to you? My chest caved in and I cried harder into his chest. I should have at least called him to tell him I was okay. I made him worry so much... He doesn't deserve that. He's always so caring and goes out of his way to do nice things for me.

"Elora, baby look at me," he said softly, his finger under my chin.

I sniffled, my breathing sharp as I peeked up at him. I kept averting eye contact, unable to look at him. I hate feeling this way, and I wish I could break out of this horrible mind cage I'm in. I feel so small, and my ever present urge to please them is at an all time high. I just feel bad.

Dukes eyes were filled with sincerity as he lovingly gazed down at me, "I'm not upset with you, baby."

I lifted my shaky hand, rubbing away my tears. "I know..." I said quietly. He isn't now, but in the butcher shop he definitely was.

He tilted his head, "Then why are you crying?" He asked gently.

I shrugged, not knowing the answer myself. "I-I just," I hiccuped, "I feel really bad that- that I made you all worry. Because I know better," I rambled, a new set of sobs escaping.

He pulled me into his chest, and I wrapped my sore legs around his waist, hugging his neck tightly. He ran his big hand up and down my back in the way I've always loved. "Calm down and breathe, your hearts racing," he comforted.

I took a shaky breath, yawning. The exhaustion finally catching up to me. "You're not allowed to be mad at me, okay?" I whispered. "I can't- I can't handle that," I admitted.

He pulled me tighter to him, "Never again, baby. I promise," he agreed.

I can handle the others being rough, but something about Duke punishing me like that hurts me. When he left, that part of me he took is still fragile. Obviously today we both learned that it breaks easily.

My body relaxed in his arms, and I felt my eyes get heavy. His hand running up and down my back was like a peaceful lullaby, and I couldn't wait to sleep.

Duke kissed the top of my head, "How about we get you dressed, then Quin and a Theo have a surprise for you," he soothed.

A surprise? A small smile fell on my lips. I like surprises! I nodded, "Okay," I said softly.

Duke stood us up and carried me to his closet. I watched as he picked out a pair of his sweatpants and a tshirt. That looks cozy. He sat me on the bed, and I winced, my booty cheeks still sore and burning. There was also a massive about of discomfort on my girly parts and ass.

Duke mind linked something as he put his big shirt on me, swallowing my body like a blanket.

Dane walked in, wearing loose sweatpants that were barley held up by his hips. His hair and chest were wet, like he just got out of the shower. He had a little bottle of lotion in his hand that he wiggled, "This will help with the stinging, angel," he informed.

I cocked my eyebrow, last time he had a bottle of lotion he put his ding-a-ling in my ass. My bottom really hurts though, all jokes aside. I nodded, desperately needing any sorry of relief.

Dane nodded at the bed as he approached, "Lay on your stomach," he instructed gently.

Say less. I laid down, resting my tired body on Dukes bed, closing my eyes. This is nice.

Dane chuckled, sitting next to my waist. "Are you tired?" He asked. His hand gently rubbed something freezing cold and soothing on my cheeks, instantly relieving any stinging.

I nodded, "Uhu."

Duke was gently running his fingers through my hair. Between both their loving touches, I was fighting sleep.

Dane put the sweatpants on me, pulling me into his lap. He kissed my cheek, "I'm so proud of you, angel. You made us so happy," he cooed.

My stomach fluttered and I couldn't help but smile. That's all I wanted, for them to know how sorry I was. "Can we go see my surprise now?" I remembered.

Dane pushed his eyebrows together, giving Duke a confused look.

Duke pressed his lips together, "Theo," he answered.

Dane smiled down at me, "Don't get too excited, angel, I wouldn't call it a surprise," he informed.

This sounds good, I'm sure I'll love whatever Theo and Quin have for me. It's too late, I'm already excited. I shyly smiled at him, "Carry me?" I prompted him to take me to them.

The only thing that's keeping me awake is the need to see what they have for me. My tears were long gone, but my legs wouldn't stop shaking. There's also a strange feeling in my gut that I just shake. I just feel quiet. I don't feel like myself right now, but I don't think it's a bad thing.

Dane placed his arm under my knees and lifted me up, carrying me bridal style. As we walked to Theo's room, a lovely smell graced my nose. It was sugary and sweet, and oh so yummy.

I raised my eyebrows, immediately recognizing the delightful smell. "Strawberry birthday crepes?" I whispered in surprise.

We entered Theo's room, where Theo was straightening blankets hung loosely over his bed and dresser, making a dome over a big over his floor. My stomach fluttered, "Theo you made a fort?" I gushed.

Eugene crawled out from under the fort, looking slightly annoyed, "No, we made the fort while Theo supervised," he gave Theo a cold look. Quin stood up, becoming visible from the other side of the fort.

Awe... My heart feels so full. Even Quin, who hates touchy feely acts like this, helped. That means so much to me.

Theo smiled, walking over to Dane and i with open arms. I smiled, letting him take me, "They're just mad that I tricked them into doing all the work," he placed a big kiss on my cheek. "Do you like it, princess?" He asked.

I nodded, it's been so long since I've been in a fort. Theo and I used to build them when I was younger, but that was years ago. "Uhu, it looks really good," I complimented.

Eugene smiled, "I'll take credit for that, love," he commented.

My stomach growled loudly, and Quin and I immediately made eye contact. "I know you have them," I smirked at him. I love my special crepes. Man, I must have really outdone myself in the butcher shop if Quin is making me my once a year sugary sweet treat.

Quin smiled, "I may have made something," he played along.

I feel much better, I'm just so excited to go into the fort, and have my favorite food! This is the best day ever- besides the booty pain and shaking legs.

Quin tilted his head, gesturing to the fort, "They're inside-" he turned his head, looking out the window. He narrowed his eyes, before he started towards the door.

He stopped by Theo and I and smiled. He placed his hands on my cheeks, squishing my mouth together into a pouch. He lean down, giving me a huge sloppy kiss, that made me giggle. He pulled away, pointing to the fort, "The crepes are in the fort, doll. I added a preposterous amount of cream, just how you like them," he grinned. "You know I love you?" He asked.

Duh. "I know," I dismissed, too focused on my delicious treat waiting for me.

Quin and Duke walked out of the room with haste.

Theo used his sleeve and wiped my mouth, as if wiping away Quins kiss. "Hey-" I began to complain but was silenced as he placed his own kiss on my lips.

"Ah, that's much better," he smirked, carrying me into the fort.

I scoffed, "You're so petty," I giggled.

"Awe thanks princess, you're pretty too." He smirked.

Eugene was sitting down in the fort, putting Tangled on the TV they placed in here. I smiled, my favorite!

Theo sat down, placing me between him and Eugene. Of course, not before he put two fluffy pillows under my butt. In front of me was a glorious plate of strawberry crepes with a whole lot of cream drizzled over the top.

I have the best guys- "Wheres Felix?" I asked.

Eugene wrapped his arm around me, "He'll be up in a second, love. He had to send a quick email."

I smiled, Felix is going to watch tangled in a fort with us? That's shocking on many levels. Childish forts like this definitely doesn't seem like something he would be interested in. Not to mention he would be watching a princess movie. He really does love me if he's going to put himself through this.

Felix

"It's normal for her to behave this way," I tried to comfort Duke. Elora was sobbing upstairs. She's in the shower with Lucifer, and I know he won't let her spiral. He doesn't fuck around in the bedroom, but he knows how to take care of her after too.

The rest of us have our own plans. I'm currently stood at the stove, waiting for water to boil so she can have hot chocolate with the crepes Quin is going to make for her. Theo is making Eugene help him with some kind of blanket cave. Dane has soothing lotion to help her ass- her cute little ass that is perfectly marked with my handprint.

I'm so proud of her, I thought she would use her safe word after Eugene and I. She surprised us all, powering through until the end.

We put her through a lot, and I couldn't be more pleased with how she handled it. Half way through, when it was Dukes turn with her, Lucifer warned us there would be a massive drop. It's probably going to be a few hours until we get out happy girl back.

Duke ran his hands through his hair, guilt written all over his features, "I shouldn't have been so rough with her, she'll never forgive me," he stressed.

We were fully expecting him to go easy on her, it's not like him to be as rough as he was. He didn't hold back at all, which is great. But he's clearly having a rough time with it. I don't think Elora is the only one who needs aftercare.

I smiled at my friend, "She's okay, Duke. You definitely put the fear of god into her, maybe now she'll stop pushing your buttons," I teased. Elora knows she can get away with anything when it comes to Duke. She's clever, but not clever enough to know that we're very aware of her little antics.

He pushed his eyebrows together, like the thought repulsed him. "I'm not that big of a push over-"

"Yes you are," Eugene cut in from upstairs.

Duke shrugged, "Seeing her happy makes me happy. I live for her, there's nothing I wouldn't do for her," he dismissed.

I smirked, she has him so tightly wound on her little finger.

Duke sighed, "I caused this, she's crying because of me-"

"Duke," I said calmly, stopping his upcoming rant in its tracks. "Go get her dressed," I suggested. All he needs is to hug her and see that she's perfectly fine.

He immediately started up the steps, eager to hold his baby.

I can't wait to hold her and tell her how proud I am of her. She always gets the cutest gleam in her eyes when we praise her.

Finding the marshmallows took quite some time, seeing as Lucifer has a strange need to hoard sugary things everywhere. I don't understand it at all, he doesn't need anything except blood to survive. But if he ran out of pastries and other non perishable sweet crap, I think he'd die. Over the years, I've found hidden sweets in the strangest places.

Everyone knows about this, but no one dared mention it. It's not worth it, and I'm sure the reason behind it is simply greed. He doesn't want others to eat his sweets. The only thing he likes to share is Elora.

I listened to everyone in Theo's room, her sweet giggle bringing a smile to my face.

Lucifer walked in, dressed in sweatpants and a black hoodie. He saw the marshmallows on the counter and instantly popped one into his mouth.

I eyed his comfortable outfit, "Are you planning on watching the children's movie Eugene insisted we watch with her?" I asked.

"No."

I didn't think so. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't either. Curious as to what he can fee from her, I asked, "How is she?"

Lucifer leaned against the counter, "Tired. Heavy. Quiet. And very cautious," he answered.

I grabbed the hit chocolate, ready to hold my baby and have her fall asleep in my arms.

I froze, smelling other vampires. Lucifer made eye contact for a moment before we both ran outside, standing on the front porch. We could hear their footsteps down the driveway as they approached.

The clans were instructed to show up on Friday. That way we can keep an eye on Elora and not have to worry about her being in school where someone could attack. No one should be here, especially right now.

Quin and Duke stood outside with us, coming from upstairs where they must have sensed them as well. I'm not in the mood for this.

"It's completely unacceptable for them to show up unannounced like this for the second time," Quin commented.

The familiar scent of Zion and Gavin hit me and I glared at them as they approached.

"What is the meaning of this?" I asked.

Zion narrowed his eyes at me, "You're hosting the gathering here? Why?" He asked.

My mind buzzed with rage. I stepped forward, "Are you questioning me? You dare come to our home, unannounced, uninvited, and question my decisions?" I seethed.

Zion shrunk slightly, putting his hands up in surrender, "Of course not," he responded innocently. "I'm just confused. It seems a bit risky, don't you think? A hundred thirsty vampires and your precious human," he explained.

"I'd that a threat?" Duke asked.

Gavin placed his hand on Zion's shoulder, as if telling him to back off. "We mean no harm. We tried to stop by earlier, but it seems you were all... preoccupied," he smirked.

"He's dead," Theo mind linked. I could hear Elora soft breathing, and knew she had fallen asleep. These fuckers show up, threaten us, steal our time with Elora, and have the audacity to even mention what they may have heard.

"Gavin if you'd like to live, I suggest you don't finish that sentence," Quin warned. "What do you want?" He repeated.

Zion cocked an eyebrow, "What, we can't show up a few days early?" He asked.