It has been said, the moment before you die, important memories of your life will flash before your eyes. For Olivia, her life began when she met her stable. A soft, faint, beep repeated over and over. Her body was cold and as much as she tried, she could not force her eyes to open.
Olivia…
She gasped, hearing Jared’s voice.
I can’t see you.
In the darkness, a light appeared. It was soft and grew in size. Soon, the shape formed into five bodies walking toward her. The bodies faintly corporeal, each of her men came into view. They were smiling, waving, holding their hands out for her. As she reached for them, her hand would pass through theirs.
Jake, her lover of food and experimenting with new things. “Liv, you’re my life now. Please, come back.”
I’m here…
Landon, her lover of art and creation. “Bella donna, ti amo.”
Ethan, her lover who defends those who cannot defend themselves. He approached her and pressed his lips upon her forehead. And she felt him. She reached for him, but her hands passed through his body.
Am I dreaming?
Aidan, her lover of all things beautiful in life. He winked at her. “Wake up, baby girl.”
And Jared, her lover who invests in the possibilities of life, and leader of her stable. He closed the distance to her and lifted his hands to cup her face. He tilted her head up and pressed his lips to hers.
A shock hit her body and with a deep breath, Olivia opened her eyes.
She heard the familiar sound of a heart monitor, and a soft murmur of voices.
“She’ll make a full recovery. She’ll be weak, and she’s bruised, but she’ll live to fight another day.”
Olivia blinked and focused her blurry gaze. The room was lit, but only faintly. A few candles burned in the room. Glancing at the ceiling, then the walls, she realized she was in her room.
In the distance stood a man in a white jacket. She focused her sight on him and as her vision cleared, she realized he was a doctor. He wrote on a clipboard and in front of him, stood Jared.
Meeting her gaze, Jared’s brows rose and his eyes widened. “She’s awake.”
The doctor turned and he smiled. “Hello, Miss Martin. My name is Doctor Kenneth Crane. You’ve been through quite an ordeal. How are you feeling?”
The doctor appeared to be in his fifties, salt and pepper hair, laugh lines around his eyes and mouth. Was he a human working for the coven?
“Sore,” she whispered. “My throat hurts.”
“I’m sure it does. There’s trauma around your neck from strangulation, but the bruising is healing nicely, as well as the rest of your body. The cuts will leave faint scars.”
Her body began to ache as if the word ‘cuts’ turned on the pain sensors. She closed her eyes and sighed. “What happened to Candace?”
“We’ll talk about her later,” Jared answered.
She opened her eyes and found him on the other side of her bed. He brushed her hair back from her face, then leaned down and feathered his lips over her forehead. “I thought we were going to lose you,” he whispered.
She reached for him, resting her hand on the back of his head. He was real. He was here. Relief settled her beating heart. “It’ll take a lot more than a man with a switchblade to get me down.”
Jared chuckled. “That’s my girl.”
“Shall I alert the others she’s awake?” Doctor Crane asked.
“Yes, please,” Jared answered. “And, thank you for being here today.”
“My services are to the coven and their mates.” The doctor bowed his head and left the room.
Olivia watched the man leave, then closed her eyes. One question was answered, the doctor worked for the coven. “Is he human?”
“Yes,” Jared answered.
“Is he the mate to someone?”
“Like a concubine?” he asked.
She nodded and opened her eyes. “Is he paired?”
“Yes, but he’s not a blood demon.”
“How does that work, then?” she asked. “I thought humans could not sustain vampires?”
“I don’t think that was said. Demon blood is our preferred source; however, humans can sustain us as well. It’s dangerous, though. There’s the chance of our blood getting into their bodies. If that were to happen, the change would be inevitable.”
If Olivia were to bring her friend, Tawne, into this world, there’s a chance she could be paired, and survive. She wouldn’t be alone in this new world.
But, would Tawne want this?
Would she be okay to go along with the notion of being fed on, day in and day out?
What would happen if she were to become a vampire?
“What’s on your mind? Your mood shifted,” Jared asked.
She shook her head. “It’s nothing. But, Jared?” She took his hand and brought it to her lips. “I left a life behind to be here. You brought me Sherlock, and I appreciate that, but if I’m not able to leave the confines of our home, I need another type of freedom. I need my friends.”
“You’re not being able to leave is for your own safety, as well as ours. You can still venture into the yards during the daytime and soak up the sun. I need you to do this. I can then smell the sunshine on your skin and imagine taking you on a beach.”
She nodded. “I’ll do that for you. For all of you.” Olivia pictured Tawne on the arm of a vampire…or vampires.
I think all of this would turn her world upside down, but first, I would need to talk to her.
“What is the likeliness I can have my cell phone?”
“I didn’t realize you wanted one. Since your life was here… I just assumed… Forgive me,” he said with a smile. “I’ll have one picked up for you.”
“Thank you. Everything has happened so quickly, it wasn’t something I really thought I’d want, or need, until now.”
“Is there someone you wish to get in touch with?”
She nodded and hope filled her. “Yes. I would love to see my friend, Tawne. She’s been through a lot with me. I’d love to bring her here for a visit.”
“How would you explain all of this to her?”
“I would have to remind her to be open-minded. She actually has a fascination with darkness and loves vampire stories and movies. I think she’d be excited about this.”
Jared chuckled. “So longas you trust her with what you know, then I trust your judgment.”
“Who are we judging?”
They turned to the room entrance. Ethan, Jake, Landon, and Aidan stepped inside the room. Her vampires surrounded her bed. Each of her men, their expressions of love and serenity evident upon their features.
Her heart swelled with love and pride. “I need to get something off my chest.”
“Your clothes?” Aidan asked with a chuckle.
She grinned and shook her head. “No, not quite.”
“Nice, Casanova,” Landon said.
How do I say this?
“Growing up, I did not have a close relationship with my mother, and, as you know, I didn’t know my father. With everything I knew, learned, and understood about relationships, I thought there was one person for everyone. One man, one woman. The traditional relationship, be as it may. However, my eyes have been opened to the possibility of something more. I have never been in love or allowed anyone to love me. I never knew what it would feel like and always distanced myself. As a blood demon, it would be pointless to love, marry, or have children. I knew what my destiny was. And most of my life, I was depressed. I didn’t realize that until I met each of you. Since coming into your lives, since the pairing, since our first feeding, something opened inside of me, something new. I feel like my heart is on my sleeve, totally exposed, and each of you have a place in it. And, honestly, it scares the hell out of me. I never thought loving more than one person was a possibility, but I love each of you. I am in love with each of you. I don’t want to be just your concubine. I want to be your life mate. I want to be yours, because each of you,” she paused and felt her eyes burn with the treat of tears. “You’re mine.” She sat up in her bed and held her arms open. Jared sat on her left, Jake on her right. Landon and Ethan sat behind them, and Aidan held the foot of her bed. She grasped Jared and Jake’s hands, and Ethan, Landon, and Aidan placed their hands on her legs. “You are all mine.”
“Ours,” Jared told her.
“Ours,” the others repeated.
Pride swelled inside her and she smiled with a soft laugh.
“I’m happy to see everyone here,” Doctor Crane announced when he stepped back into the room. “I have some news.”
“Well, let’s hear it, Doc,” Aidan said.
He closed Olivia’s file and held it under his arm. “All your tests are conclusive in healing. You’ll be fine to live your life normally,” he paused with a smile. “Starting tomorrow.”
She sighed with relief and laid back down in her bed. “This is the best news I’ve heard in a long while.”
“Thank you, doctor,” Jared said. “Your help has been astronomical.”
Doctor Crane nodded. “You’re very welcome. I’ll be on my way. I’ll have my staff come and collect the equipment tonight.” And with that, the doctor left the room.
“There’s more good news,” Ethan offered.
“Oh?” Olivia asked.
“Very good news,” Jake added. “The elders claimed Victor’s homestead. They were able to sell the estate to another vampire stable.”
“Okay,” Olivia said and furrowed her brows. “Why is this good news?”
Landon took her hand in his. “The money they acquired will go to concubines who have lost their vampires, for rehabilitation.”
“What?” she whispered. Her thoughts went to Candace.
“Yes,” Aidan said. “If a concubine loses her vampire for whatever reason, they will now have choices, not just put into volunteer rotation.”
She looked at Jared, then.
He nodded. “Consider Malik moved by your actions to help Candace rather than wanting her punished. It’s because of you the coven is doing this. No one else has stood up for another concubine like you did.”
She squeezed Landon’s hand and reached for Jared’s with her other. “A part of me felt for her. I understood the pain. If I lost any of you, hell, all of you, I don’t know what I would do. I could easily see myself fall down the rabbit hole Candace found herself in. I would do anything, say anything, to have the sensation of feeding, and being fed, one more time.”
“Candace has been moved,” Jake told her. “She was relocated to another coven across the states. There was a need and she will be used to fulfill purpose.”
“Is said purpose for a pairing?” she asked.
“As far as I know, yes, but I’m not certain. One coven does not answer to another,” Jake answered. “Think of us as our own governments.”
“There’s still so much for me to learn about this world,” Olivia said with a sigh. “But, until then, I’m happy here, by myself with each of you.”
“Let’s give her some rest,” Jared told the group as he stood from her bed. “She’ll need her energy soon.” He bent down and pressed his lips to hers. “Rest well. We’ll come for you tomorrow night.”
She nodded and touched his face, then turned on her side. One by one, her men filed out of her room. A smile crested her lips. She closed her eyes, allowing sleep to consume her.
Olivia’s chest rose and fell in fast pulses. She struggled to make it to the end of the hall, but it was as if the ground was molasses and she sunk further into the ground the harder she tried to run. She reached for the wall and pressed her palm against the dark wood grain. Olivia looked behind her and closing the distance was Victor. He wielded a dagger and he bared his fangs. It appeared as if he were flying through the air.
“No!” She sat up with a start, panting for air. She was in her room, in her bed. She closed her eyes and laid back down, thankful for her reality, not the demented one mind-fucking her.
“You may experience symptoms of PTSD,” Doctor Crane had warned her. The conversation came back to her as she swiped the sweat from her brow.
A knock at the door sounded. She sat up and pulled the sheet up over her chest. Her men saw every inch of her body, but they'd listened to her and brought Jesse onto their payroll, and into their home. She didn’t want Jesse walking in on her birthday suit.
“Liv?” It was Jake.
She sighed. “Come in, I’m okay.” The door opened and he peeked inside.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
She nodded. “It was a dream. She motioned for him to come in. “I dreamed I was back at Victor’s. He was chasing me with a knife.”
Jake sat down on her bed and took her hand in his. “He can no longer hurt you.”
She nodded. “I know. PTSD, I suppose.”
“In time, it’ll pass.” He scooted closer to her and Olivia leaned into his body. His arms encircled her, securing her in an embrace. “Other than the dream, how are you feeling?”
“Actually, I feel amazing. Look.” She pulled the cover down and exposed her breasts and stomach to him.
Jake growled and Olivia met his gaze. It was the sexiest thing, like the most seductive music calling to her. “I am looking, and damn, woman.”
She grinned. “That’s not what I want to show you, but I’m glad I still have an effect on you.”
He reached for her breast and leaned in. He tilted his lips across hers. “You will forever have an effect on me.”
She laughed softly and pulled back. “Okay, seriously, look at my arm.” She held her left arm up in the air. “The fucker cut me from elbow to arm pit. There’s barely a scar!”
He ran a tentative finger over her healing wound. “I can see that. This is incredible.” He reached for her face and tilted her head back. “The scars on your cheek and neck have faded to almost nothing.”
Olivia closed her eyes and sighed. Her worst fear was being cut into a grotesque appearance. “I’m so glad,” she whispered.
“She’s awake!” Aidan called from the hall. “May I come in?”
She looked up at him and nodded. “Of course, but before we start the let’s-examine-Liv-for-scars-and-touch-her-body doctor session, I need to shower and clean up.” She lifted her brow and grinned. A shower with her stable would be perfect.
“Oh hell, that look,” Jake groaned. “She’s planning something.”
“Evil, that’s some evil shit there,” Aidan teased.
She laughed and shook her head. “Okay, leave, please. Let me get cleaned up. When I’m ready for you, you’ll know to come find me.”
Both men stood with Cheshire grins. “Hot damn,” Jake said and he backed out of the room.
“What’s going on?” Landon appeared in the hall, trailed by Ethan and Jared.
“She’s planning something naughty, I think,” Aidan said and rubbed his hands together. “Look at her. Pure evil!”
Olivia laughed and stepped from her bed, naked, before her vampires. She wondered if they might drool. She grinned, imagining them wiping their faces, then remembered Jared when he first went down on her. The way his face glistened with her orgasm. Her knees weakened.
In unison, each of them groaned. Jared leaned on the wall. Jake and Landon rubbed their crotches. She knew exactly what she was doing to them. She winked and made her way to her bathroom. “Remember, I’ll…” she paused and lifted her brow again. “Summon you.”
“Oh hell,” Jared muttered and shook his head. “She’s definitely feeling better.”
As she closed the door, Olivia laughed once more and locked the handle. She didn’t trust them to not come into the shower with her, but, damn, that would be hot.
Olivia turned on the water, brushed her teeth, then tested the heat under the shower head. Perfect. She stepped inside and the heat relaxed her. Any remnants of her dream went down the drain.
She was bruised, she was beaten, but she was not broken. Victor, or anyone, would never take that from her. With the protection of her stable, no one could ever get to her again, or would not dare try.
After she washed her hair and body, she imagined what she would wear for her men. Wrapping a towel around her damp hair, she towel-dried her body and padded across her room to her closet. She scanned her clothes but nothing looked promising, which was saying something. Her closet was stocked with clothes.
She decided on option two: her robe. She grabbed a pair of black stilettos: the platform sides resembled the lace up of a corset and the back heel was silver, patterned with snakeskin. She made her way back to the bathroom and removed the towel from her head, then hung it up next to her robe. She tugged the silk robe around her body, the chill of the fabric giving her a slight shiver. She stood in front of her vanity and sat in the powder chair. She considered the stilettos for a moment and decided they needed a pairing of thigh-highs.
She went back into her bedroom and opened her dresser. From inside, she pulled out a pair of thigh-highs that were laced up the back with ribbon. She grinned and slipped them on over her legs. Walking back to her bathroom, she picked up her stilettos and pulled them on. She lifted a brow and smiled at her reflection.
Definitely doable, but something was missing. Gloves. She needed gloves. Pulling open one of the drawers of her vanity, she spied a few pairs of ballroom gloves and grinned. She snagged a black, elbow-length pair.
She sat them on the vanity and took a seat. After applying some eye shadow and liner, she powered her face then applied dark red lipstick. Picking up her blow dryer, she dried her hair, then set it in a bun on the crown of her head. She pulled on her raven-colored silk gloves and smoothed her hands over them. She picked up a pair of diamond earrings, a pearl bracelet, and pearl necklace, putting them on her body. The look reminded her of Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
She stood and turned left, then right, checking out the final package in the mirror. She nodded to herself and tightened her robe around her body. She thought of one more addition. She pulled a black sash from her vanity and tucked it into her robe pocket.
Opening her bedroom door, Olivia peeked out and did not see anyone waiting for her. She smirked and closed the door behind her. Each step of her heels echoed down the hall. She took the steps down, her gloved hand holding onto the handrail. At the bottom was the fountain room. It was empty.
Good.
They’ll find me soon.
Olivia made her way to the game room. Inside, sat a pool and foosball table, beanbag chairs, a bar, fully stocked, and a large flat screen TV. In the corner of the room hung a sex swing. She walked over toward it with a grin.
I’m glad we had this installed with the option to take it down.
Imagine visitors coming over, seeing it.
She picked up the TV remote from one of the shelves in the room and turned it on. She changed it to a rock music station. She sat the remote down and grasped one of the straps to the swing in her hand. She ran her thumb over the material.
Olivia pulled out the black sash from her pocket, then disrobed and laid it across the bar. The cold air gave her chills across her body and her nipples became taut. She fidgeted with her ponytail, then walked to the center of the room. She knelt down and blindfolded herself. She laid her hands down in her lap, bowed her head, and closed her eyes.
Come to me, she called.
Find me.
Feed from me.
Fuck me.
Olivia repeated this only once before she heard what sounded like a stampede in the hall. She pressed her lips together to keep from giggling. Then, the door opened.
Excitement rushed through her body and she had to fight to keep from smiling. She heard the door close and two of her men groan. Landon and Ethan?
“Oh, you are a very, very naughty woman,” whispered Jake.
“Damn, baby girl,” Aidan groaned.
“Gods, she is beautiful,” Ethan spoke.
“Una dea, bella donna,” Landon whispered.
She heard him say bella donna enough times to understand beautiful woman.
Where was Jared?
Why had no one touched her?
Insecurity taunted her mind and she considered removing the blindfold. Just as she fidgeted her fingers, a hand grasped her hair and tugged her head back.
She gasped and hands cradled her head. Lips captured hers and a tongue swiped against hers. She recognized his taste, his passion, his heat.
Jared.
He tightened his grip and pulled her head back once more. “Mine,” he growled.
“Yours,” she whispered. “I am yours. All of you, I am yours.”
Jared tilted her head to the side and she felt him sit down behind her. His chest was naked against her back and she leaned into him. He licked her neck then slicked into her flesh. She inhaled a sharp breath and moaned an exhale. Body heat rose inside her and as if a switch were flipped, her body came alive.
Her arms were extended outward. Two licks, one on each forearm. Two sets of fangs sinking into her flesh.
“Bella donna,” Landon whispered and cupped her breasts, then squeezed them together. He licked her left nipple, then the right. His tongue circled around her pebbled flesh and he sucked it into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. He released the swollen nub, moving over to the other and repeating the process, but this time his fangs pierced her flesh.
Olivia bucked to the sensations escalating throughout her body. Someone fondled her other breast. Aidan, maybe? His tongue slicked around her nipple and he bit down. Five sets of hands held her, and each mouth pulled her gift, her blood, her life force.
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
Jared pulled away from her neck and his tongue slicked over her wound. His lips feathered over her ear and he whispered, “Exquisite.” She felt him move his hand from her shoulder down to her waist and around her body. His finger slipped between her labia, plunging into her heat. “Brothers, she’s so fucking wet right now.”
A rushed breath left her lips. “Don’t stop, please.” Her arms were released and lowered. Her breasts were also licked once more and let go.
“Lay with me,” Jared whispered. He placed his hands underneath her arms and lifted her upon his body. He laid back and Olivia rested her backside onto his front. “Lift your legs, lover.”
She did as he asked.
“Can we take a moment to appreciate the package tonight, brothers?” Ethan announced. “Sexy shoes, the hose with the lace, the gloves, and her blindfold. How the fuck did we get so lucky?”
The others groaned in agreement, and Olivia’s lifted the corners of her lips into a smile.
“Lube her,” Jared ordered.
A moment later, warm lube dribbled between her ass cheeks and someone pushed a thick finger into her puckered hole.
A soft moan left her lips.
“She’s so fucking wet,” Jake announced.
She felt Jared move his arm. His cock touched her ass and she sat up.
“Let me help.” Olivia climbed off his body and held her arms out. “I need someone to—”
Someone took her hands. “I have you, mio amore.”
Landon took a firm grip on her and steadied Olivia as she lowered herself back down over him until the head of his cock pushed into her rear entrance.
“Easy, baby,” Jared whispered.
“I’m okay,” she told him and her channel surrounded him completely.
“Lay back on me, lover,” Jared told her and pressed his palms to her back.
Olivia laid back and he moved his hands to her hips. Lifting her slightly, he pulled out and pushed back into her.
“Oh, yes,” she groaned. “Yes, harder. Please, more.”
Jared groaned and thrust his cock into her hole, his body slapping against her ass.
“Honey is pouring from her cunt,” Landon announced, his voice dark, gravely. “Voglio scoparti.”
Olivia’s lips parted and she whimpered. “Landon, what did you say?”
A finger pressed against her clit and she screamed. An orgasm on the brink of explosion had erupted.
“I want to fuck you,” Landon growled. “I want to see you squirt, mio amore.” He moved his finger back and forth in a speed so fast her legs and hips bucked. “Hold her legs,” he ordered.
Two of her men took her legs and pulled them toward her chest. Landon pushed his finger inside her and curled it against her sensitive spot. “Come on my hand, mio amore.”
“No, I want you to fuck me,” Olivia whimpered.
She heard a growl and someone chuckle.
Hands pressed against the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs further apart. Then a tongue, a magnificent lashing of tongue, licked and consumed her throbbing clit.
“Holy shit,” she screamed. “Oh my God!” Her body bucked again and the hands on her body pressed her down harder. His lips sucked her clit into his mouth and he growled into her pussy.
It was Landon.
Holy fuck, Landon.
Her Italian stallion.
Then he released her, and a cock shoved into her pussy.
“Mio amore,” Landon groaned. “Your cunt is so tight around my cock.”
The hands on her legs released her. She felt breathless and already another orgasm throbbed at her clit. A set of hands cradled her head and tilted it to the side.
“Open your mouth.” It was Jake. His manhood pressed to her lips and she opened her mouth. He pushed inside and thrust his cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
Landon groaned out loud. His hair tickled her neck and his tongue swept over her neck. He bit into her neck and snarled next to her ear.
She groaned around the cock in her mouth and Jake pulled himself out.
“Over here, baby girl,” Aidan said. She followed the sound of his voice and turned her head the other way. His hands cupped her head and his dick pressed against her lips. She opened her mouth and he pushed inside. “Oh hell, yes,” he groaned.
Landon released her neck and licked the wound. “Time to share you, mio amore.” He pulled his cock from her pulsing core and slid his tongue over her nipples.
“Gods, her pussy. She’s so fucking wet,” Ethan groaned.
“I’m going to move,” Jared whispered, and pulled himself out of her backside.
She nodded and lowered her legs to the floor. He pushed her up and held her body.
“Come here, beautiful angel,” Ethan said and took her hands. She stood and he held onto her. “Do you need to rest a bit?”
“Hell, no. Give me your blood,” she said with a pant.
He chuckled. “My pleasure.” A second later, his arm was at her mouth. Lips peppered kisses along her back down to her ass. Ethan’s blood pooled in her mouth and she swallowed with greed. Her energy lifted and her body ignited, ready for more.
She released his arm and ran her tongue over her mouth. “Who’s next?”
“Bring her over here.” She heard Jake behind her across the room.
“I have you,” Ethan told her and took her by the arm. He led her across the room until a set of hands touched her thighs.
“Straddle my body, baby,” Jake said and feathered his lips across her stomach. “No arms on this chair.”
She nodded and held her hands out. He took them and pulled her forward. She placed her hands on his shoulders, then straddled him. He pressed his cock to her sex and pushed inside.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he groaned. “Damn, you feel good, baby.”
She moved her hands to his face and touched his lips with her fingertips, then leaned forward. Her mouth slanted over his and she swiped her tongue inside his mouth.
Warm liquid slipped down the crack of her ass again.
“I’m behind you, baby,” Ethan said. She bent down toward Jake and pushed her ass out, welcoming him. He pressed the head of his cock to her asshole and pushed in, easily breaching the thick ring of muscle.
She felt Ethan grip her hips and his body slapped against her ass. “Aidan,” he called. “Come over here, brother. Come fuck this ass.”
“My pleasure, my brother,” Aidan told him.
A finger pushed between her lips. She sucked on it, not sure whose it was.
“So fucking hot,” Jared whispered.
She circled her tongue around his finger and nibbled the end of it, then moved it from her mouth.
Ethan pulled free from her backside and some liquid slipped over her ass. Another cock pushed into her channel and he thrust against her body.
“Damn, baby girl,” Aidan groaned. “Fucking, yes!”
“La mia amante, bella donna,” Landon growled in her ear and wrapped his hand around her chin. He tilted her head to the side and pressed his lips to hers.
She gasped against his lips as another orgasm pulsated through her core. A growl rumbled in her chest and she threw her head back. “Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!”
Jake pulled free from her pussy and pushed his hand between them. His finger pressed against her clit and he moved it fast, side to side.
Ethan drove his cock faster into her ass.
Her hips bucked and she keened, long and low as the tide rushed in and another monstrous wave began to build before erupting in a wash of heat and descending over her.
“Yes! Fuck me, yes!” she screamed.
“My hand is fucking drenched. I love it,” Jake whispered to her.
Ethan slowed down and then carefully pulled himself free.
Olivia leaned forward on Jake and pressed her forehead to his shoulder. “Holy hell, y’all, I need a minute. Please.”
“You definitely earned more than a minute,” Jared said. “I’m going to remove your blindfold, okay?”
She nodded and sat up in Jake’s lap. The material around her head was untied and lowered. Switching from darkness to light was unforgiving at first, but after a moment, she was able to open her eyes.
She met Jake’s gaze first. He winked at her and she grinned.
“Well, hello there, baby,” Jake whispered. He trailed a fingertip over her cheek.
“Help me stand?” she asked.
“Let me pick you up. You’ve been through a lot just now,” Jared told her.
She did not want to argue and honestly, she didn’t think she could stand. She turned to him and moved herself from Jake and Jared scooped her up in his arms. She laid her head on his shoulder and let herself go.
“Will it be like this every day?” she asked.
“If you would like, yes, we can do this every day,” he told her.
He began to walk and she wound her arms around his neck. Soon, the outdoor breeze surrounded her naked body and she shivered, but it wasn’t necessarily cold. It was the realization this was her life.
Love filled her, completely.
Jared stepped into the hot tub and lowered her down. She remained in his lap and held onto him as the others stepped in with her. She met the gaze of each of her men, her stable, her life.
“I love you. Each of you,” she told them.
“I love you,” Jake announced first. She met his stare.
“I love you,” Ethan and Aidan announced together.
“Ti amo,” Landon said behind her and pressed his lips to her cheek.
She felt complete. She needed nothing, wanted for nothing, and had everything.
Tawne crossed her mind.
“Jared?”
“Yes, my love?”
She slipped off his lap and sat between him and Landon. “My friend Tawne. I want to bring her here. I want to spend time with her and meet y’all.”
“Then, we’ll make it happen,” he told her.
She beamed with a nod. “Is there someone, or someone’s, we may be able to introduce her to?”
He chuckled. “I don’t run a dating service.”
She blushed. “I know, and let me know if I’m overstepping, but if there’s a chance, any chance at all for happiness for her in this world, she deserves it.” She examined her hands under the water, twisting and twining the digits together as she spoke. “She was there for me when my mother wasn’t.”
Jared tilted her head up and feathered a kiss over her forehead. “Anything for you, my love. Consider it done.”
She lifted her arms around his neck. She squeezed him close and inhaled his familiar scent. “Thank you, my Jared. Thank you.”
She sat back and relaxed in the water. Olivia had a bad habit of getting caught up in her own head, causing insecurities. She bit her lip and frowned.
“What is it, my love,” Jake asked her.
She sighed and shook her head. “It’s stupid. Never mind.”
“Nothing is stupid,” Landon told her. “Tell us, what is it?”
She lifted her head and regarded to each of her men. “What happens when I age and grow old?”
“We’ll worry about that later,” Jared told her.
“Besides, you have a lifetime with us. Why worry about that?” Ethan asked.
“Because, eventually, it’ll happen.”
“Not if there’s a way to keep you young,” Jared told her.
Her eyes widened, and she turned her attention to him. “What?”
“There may be a way. We’ll discuss it with the elders when your friend, Tawne, is presented for pairing.”
She hugged him again. “Thank you so much. I do love you, each of you, so much.”
Olivia was born a blood demon, destined to serve the vampire community. What was once fear for the unknown became the most amazing, beautiful, love-filled life she ever could have imagined. Love, hope, and fulfillment consumed her completely. She could not have asked for a happier ending.
THE END
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