"I can feed myself you guys," I said after I finished swallowing the strawberry Alaric fed me. We were lounging around in the living room, having a little indoor picnic. It seemed like they couldn't keep their hands off of me. It was little, heated touches here and there, but I'm sure it was just instinct to them. It's not that I didn't want them touching or feeding me, it was that I felt spoiled.

"You don't w-want me to feed you?" Alaric asked, his hand pausing from it's journey to my mouth. I thought about it then shook my head.

"It's not that, I'm just....I feel spoiled," I confessed honesty.

"Good," Marus said, tossing a grape at Clent's mouth. I watched as it arched through the air and into it's intended destination. He chewing it up victoriously, sending a wink my way. I rolled my eyes at their antics then focused back on Alaric. His hand was still in the air. With a laugh, I crawled over to him slowly, then lighty grabbed his hand and brought it to my mouth. Alaric's eyes were all for my lips, mesmerized as he rubbed the strawberry over them. I licked my lips to tease him further, then finally bit into it and drew back. He swayed towards me, as if I had put him under a spell. And maybe I did.

"Teasing are we now, Kitten?" Clent mused. I glared at him over my shoulder, but realized his attention was only on my ass.

"Maybe," I shrugged, then sexily crawled the rest of the way to Alaric and settled in his lap. He seemed to purr, rubbing his cheek against mine. I was beginning to think that he was the real cat here. Alaric stopped suddenly then began tugging on my hair. I frowned, trying to figure out what he was doing, until my hair came tumbling into my face. He rolled my hair tie onto his wrist then began running his hands through my hair. A loud moan escaped my parted lips as he scratched my scalp. The feeling of having my hair down in itself was so abstract, but to have it massaged like this was....euphoric.

"Mmm...that feels so good," I hummed to him, knowing that he liked to be told if what he was doing was good or not. I tried to keep my moaning to a minimum, but it was hard---and not the only hard thing apparently. Alaric may seem small and innocent, but he was actually about a head taller than me. And as for the innocent part...well let's just say that from what I feel Alaric Jr. is a beast waiting to be freed from it's cage. Being so close to his neck was making me crazy. Since he was human, his blood called to me more. I wanted to kiss my way from his lips to his collarbone, then sink my fangs into him while riding his---

"Earth to June," Cas called, waving his hand in front of my face. I shook my head, clearing it of all sexual thoughts, then focused back in on Cas.

"Huh?"

He laughed at me, then lighty kissed my lips. "I said go get changed into some night clothes so we can watch the movie. Clent may have won the race, but I call dibs on sitting next to you."

"Oh, ok." I pulled Alaric up with me, dragging him down the hallway. "Where's your room?" I asked. Alaric smiled then took the lead, guiding us this way and that, before we finally stopped at a door. He opened it then gestured for me to go in first. I slowly walked in, looking around in amazement.

It was a mess yes, but in a good way. There were shelves lining every wall, except the one his navy blue bed was against, and they all held trinkets of all kinds. There were crystals, rings, vials, keys, coins, cards and other little things. Some of the bigger ones was a gold trophy of a figure holding a book, more stacked at its feet. On the spine of the last book read Alaric Trenton in an elegant font. I smiled, tracing the engraved letters delicately. I knew he was beyond smart, but this just further proved it. There was more trophies scattered about and I wanted to take my time and inspect them all, but the guys were waiting.

When I turned around, I found Alaric right behind me. He quickly raised his eyes in panic. I shook my head and laughed. They were right, he really wasn't innocent.

"Oh so you're a naughty boy?" I whispered in his ear, trailing one finger down his chest. I could feel his heart beating out of control. Alaric met my eyes then and I almost stumbled back at the hunger I saw there. All that time alone had only made him a starving man, not dumb or dull. He leaned in to kiss me, but I scurried around him. I hated when the guys teased me, but I understand why they did. It was too fun and made the wait so much more worth it.

He huffed then walked over to a chest that sat at the foot of his bed. Flipping it over, he began to rummage until he came up with a pair of boxers, shorts, and a t-shirt. I gratefully grabbed them from Alaric, making sure our hands brushed. He shivered, then narrowed his eyes at me. I laughed, turning around to look for a bathroom to change in, but then an idea came to mind. Why not see how far I can wind him up until he blows?

With my back still turned to him, I shimmied out of my shorts, tossing them to side. Next went the red t-shirt, my bra riding up with it; and since it was already half off, I tossed it off too. That left me in my underwear. I looked over my shoulder to make sure he was watching the show. Not only was he closer, but Alaric Jr. was pointing straight at me. My eyes widened and I gulped. Plan be damned, I hurried into my clothes before that thing impelled me.

Why was it so huge?

When I was done, I spun around to find him a hair's breathe away. My breath hitched, heart working overtime in my chest. Alaric raised his hand to my cheek slowly, caressing my face softly.

"Have I done something w-wrong?" He asked and I cringed at the hurt in his voice.

"No....God no you haven't done anything wrong," I reassure him, putting my hand over his and nuzzling my face into the palm of his hand.

"Then why won't you k-kiss me? You kiss the others. Do you not like me?"

My heart dropped at his statment. Why had I been so stupid? I shouldn't have messed with him like that. I never wanted any of my beloveds to question my loyalty. They were everything to me now---my family.

Instead of answering I pressed my lips to his, pushing all my unspoken feelings into it. He didn't move for a moment and I was about to pull away, when his lips began to move with mine. He was so damn sweet, so damn gentle. His fingers traveled to the back of my neck then slide up into my hair. I tilted my head to the side, deepening the kiss. A soft groan rumbled from Alaric and that was all the encouragement I needed to slide my tongue into his mouth. It was my turn to groan when he swirled his with mine. The kiss wasn't rushed or rough like it was with the others.

We took our time tasting each other, and I found my hand drifting downwards. It traveled over his lightly formed abs, not nearly as defined as Marcus, and down to the waist band of his boxers. I played with it, pulling at it and dipping my fingers inside. His fingers wrapped around my wrist suddenly, lips still tangled with mine, and guided my hand inside. I pulled back to look him in the eye, needing further permission to touch him in the most intimate of places. Alaric nodded. Those amber eyes of his were clouded with adoration, passion, and...love?

I smiled at him, then bite my lip in excitement and nerves. While I may act like a horny mess, I'm also still a virgin and Alaric probably was too. This was new to us, but I knew that it was ultimately inevitable. Our love story was already written in the stars, sex and all.

Just as my hand slide further down, my neck started to burn. I rolled my shoulders, uncomfortable, but didn't stop. My hand wrapped around his thick cock and he groaned. We both watched in lust as my hand began to move. The burning didn't stop though, but I just continued to shake it off until I couldn't anymore. My hand pulled from out of his pants and I slapped it against my neck with a whimper.

Forgetting his lust immediately, Alaric caught my waist just as I was rendered paralyzed. The burning spread to my throat then down to my chest until I could even feel it in my fingers tips. My mouth opened and closed, trying to form words, but all that came out was a scream.

I couldn't think or speak.....or breathe.