The Vampires held one of their legendary parties in Dracul’s honor--giving Shadows, Diem, Zacky and Dracul places of honor to sit for the evening. He and Zack spent much of the evening whispering at one another with the vampire smirks on their faces as they looked out upon their new domain.

Dracul offered the first dance to his mother, kneeling in front of her in genuine respect. Sweeping her across the dance floor, Diem looked curiously at him. Anytime he looked at her, the deviousness in his glowing green eyes was replaced in a flash with love and devotion.
“You look radian tonight, mother.”
“As do you, Drac. I have heard Zack has taught you well. You may have to earn your place here at this lair, but I have no doubt you will do so.”
“Yes, Zack has taught me well. Shadows has been a great father as well. But neither of them compare to you. I still feel your strength within me and that’s what I will need here.” He cutely kissed her cheek as they were eye to eye when she wore heels.

*

Syn had finally managed to lure his lover to a dark corner, “You spend one more minute whispering in your son’s ear instead of with me, I fear what I might do. You haven’t bed him, have you??”
“What? No! I have instructed him in such matters, with others.” Zacky’s smirk deepened when he saw the spark of jealousy in deep black eyes. Running a finger down the other’s chest, Vengeance’s eyes glowed, “Don’t worry, darling, I have just what you need.” With that, he leaned in and nuzzled Syn’s neck as he was wrapped in muscled arms.

“Zack--” Gates whispered as fangs pierced his skin. His eyelashes fluttered as the other drank, long fingers going to spiky black hair, “Baby…”
A small hand grazed over his trapped erection, earning a muffled groan from Syn, “Ancient one, take me right here--against the wall…” Zacky mumbled as he licked at the wound at his lover’s neck. Gates only grunted, fumbling with Zacky’s dress pants and shoving them down before hoisting him up against the hard stone, ankles hooked behind his back. Vengeance whined high as he was taken fully, an impatient and jealously strung out demon immediately shoving his dick inside the vampire.

“Don’t leave me for weeks at a time, vamp, I can’t--handle--it--” His words were punctuated by his hips slapping against Zack’s ass as the the younger’s head leaned back and his plush lips parted.
“Yes, Synyster--oh, baby, yes--”

Gates smiled when he could see the other was falling apart in his arms, happy that he could drive him crazy as much as he was being driven crazy. Then Zack leaned over to his ear, “Let me come in your mouth, Syn. So I don’t make a messss.” He hissed the last word, his green eyes glowing as they locked onto blackening brown.

“Sure, Z. Whatever you want, just make--me--come--” As he said the last word, he had to put one hand on the wall--bracing himself as he stuttered and spurt into his partner. Quickly kissing pouty lips, Gates fell to his knees as several glowing eyes around them watched with lust. Green eyes watched as his shaft disappeared into Syn’s mouth over and over until he was growling into the night as he came.

*

Deiros had purposely shown up fashionably late--dirty from battle as he so often was. He knew the look would get him laid quickly, so he walked in bloody and haughty--torso partially revealed through his torn-open shirt. Dracul may have been offended if it had been anyone else, but he and Deiros got along--even if he thought of the demon as somewhat….uncultured. Of course, he realized, he couldn’t say much. When they were around one another, their tales and conversation usually boiled down to bro locker room talk that usually left him rolling his eyes at himself.

Deiros and Dracul clasped hands and clapped one another on the back, once the scaled one had shown up in the middle of the feast.
“Tell me, where are the finest ones among these beautiful creatures tonight? I hope I am not too late.” Deiros chuckled, running a hand over his scales.
“Oh, not at all, brother.” Dracul handed him a large jug and the other drank half at once, crudely wiping his mouth after, “There are so many here for the taking.” Their eyes often met in moments that might be taken as flirting, but never went anywhere.

Deiros laughed again, leaning into the other’s ear, “Speaking of taking...you taken your mother yet?”
Dracul’s entire manner changed as his eyes stopped glowing and his face fell, staring back at the other, “Absolutely not. Diem in a fine demon, but I could never. She is too much a part of me.”
“Fair enough,” Deiros shrugged, “I never saw it, but I heard you two were….joined.”
“Yes. I can still hear the echoes of her inside my head. While it was quite odd at the time, I draw strength from it now.”
The scaled one smirked and made to raise a finger, wondering what would happen in his friend was afraid of his own mother. But it was snatched quickly, startling the demon.

“Don’t even think about it, brother.” Dracul’s eyes flashed as his vamp smirk reappeared, “I will fuck you nine ways to Sunday.”
His brother raised a brow, smirking back as he wondered if they’d ever actually find out what that was like.

*

It had been weeks since Anteros had been to Hell. Sure he was having plenty of fun with Mercury and with Eros, but he desperately wanted to relive his short time in Hell. Then he had secretly gotten word, he assumed from Andy, about the vampire’s ball and knew he had to go.

So there he was, wings hidden as he took in the party from a corner. Blue eyes wide with lust, he had no idea where to start. There were vampires, demons, half-demon half-other things fucking everywhere, drinking, dancing, eating, a chanting circle in another corner that he was very curious about, vampire’s feeding, is was beautiful chaos. Grabbing a drink, he started with that--immediately feeling bolder. Whatever that stuff was, he liked it.

“Anteros, you sure you should be here?” Shadows found him and folded his arms down at the angel.
Blue eyes raised to hazel, “You know the deal we have. I get to come here however often I like,” The alcohol raced through his veins, “And do whoever I want.” He got closer to the Devil, raking his eyes over the impressive being. Shadows cocked a brow, not really interested until he saw the look in the angel’s eyes.
Satan stepped closer yet to the young one, laughing haughtily at him as they stood eye to eye, “Don’t think you could handle me, angel.”

Shadows growled, knowing His Queen would need Him soon, “Go fuck a vampire, son. Trust me, it’s divine.” And he stalked off, now sexually frustrated.

Anteros shrugged and took His advice, looking around for one to catch his eye.

Feeling a thought enter His mind to go upstairs to a bedroom, Shadows chuckled deeply to Himself--knowing His wife had many talents. He’d watched her all night, waiting for her to call the shots as she’d been doing all the time lately--which was completely hot. Apparently, she was done waiting.

But when He closed the door to said bedroom, Diem was not who He found. The current Queen of the Vamps lay on the bed wearing the tiniest and sexiest slip of lingerie.
“King…” She seductively moved her hand over the empty area on the bed next to her, “I wasn’t sure you’d come.”
“I thought it was my wife calling me.” He snarled through clenched teeth as He walked slowly towards her.

“Shadows, you should know my mind better than that by now…” The Queen teased, running her hand over her body and down between her legs as Shadows’ breath hitched. She crawled to the edge of the bed, her strips of lingerie falling away to reveal still-supple breasts that His large hands instinctively cupped, His eyes rolling closed.

“Yessss, King…” She unzipped Him and pulled out His half-hard cock, suckling at it until He was gasping and fully hard.

By the time she pulled off, Shadows was a full fledged beast and pushed her back on the bed, pinning her there.

“Better be ready, Queen. I don’t fuck nicely.”

Shadows entered her roughly, shoving in all the way as the creature arched and screamed. His thrusts were immediate and punishing, standing as he pounded past her upturned thighs.

“Shadows--yes!” Since His upper body wasn’t close, she grasped His wrist, breaking the skin as His blood flowed into her at the same time as He ravished her punishingly.

********

I had had my fill of wine and food and looked around for my Lover. Not finding Him anywhere, I curiously wandered upstairs--wondering if this was an erotic game of His. The familiar sounds of fucking drifted past my ears and I almost kept walking, when I instantly recognized that beastly grunt.

Opening the door and slamming it shut, my vision went red as I gazed at the two fucking on the bed. My Love sat on the edge of it, the vampire queen riding him as His dark eyes met mine over her shoulder. Neither of them stopped, wondering what I would do.

Something inside me snapped and I felt strong, dark, angry urges I had never felt before to such an intense degree course through me like fire. The blood in my veins boiled, but I seemingly kept my cool--my eyes dancing over them. Sauntering towards them, I elongated two of my teeth as I ran my tongue over them before licking my lips. I thirsted for what I was about to do--the power I would feel while doing it.

Looking down, I noticed He was at least wearing one of His condoms, but that didn’t make me any more in control while watching Him fuck someone else. Drifting my eyes over His glistening torso, I locked onto Shadows’ questioning hazel-red gaze. Putting my hands to her waist, I guided her into a shallower pace on my husband’s dick as I sank my teeth into her neck--my blue eyes never leaving His.

I could see the wonder, see the slight fear behind them and it made me feel powerful that I had control over Him. This is what He would get for stepping out on me, something I was suddenly even less alright with than I’d been before. I drank lustfully, taking breaks to lick seductively at the wound, only to start again as they continued.

Pausing, I stared down at my Lover, blood dripping from my lips as I sneered down at Him, “Come, darling.”
His mouth dropped slightly open as He moaned lightly, His eyes narrowing at me, “You know I can’t do that, love.”

“Do it.”

He pulled out, gripping the base of His throbbing thickness to stop His orgasm as He snarled back at me, “No.”
My eyes flashed and narrowed as I hissed, “Fine. I’ll do it myself.”

Stepping back, I gathered Nex to my hands and swung swiftly and precisely, cutting her head clean off.

It toppled to the ground, followed by her body out of his lap.

For a moment the air was thick as Shadows glared at me, His eyes shining and dark. I wasn’t sure if He’d be pissed or turned on--but when the corner of His lips ever so slightly turned up, I got my answer.
Leaning Nex on my shoulder, I cocked a hip with a perfect smirk on my face, “You wanna fuck a real Queen or keep messing around on me?”

Shadows stood and growled down at me, stroking Himself with one hand as He pulled me up against Him with the other, cupping my ass firmly. Instead of words, Satan only kept snarling at me, throwing me on the bed as He switched out the condoms.
Holding my wrists above my head, I was taken fast and hard--throwing us both to orgasm quickly since He had already been so close.

I pulled Him into His nightmare and pushed my Dark Lover onto His back, riding Him relentlessly as He groaned deeply.

“I’m not done with you, Devil.” I licked up His neck, taking in His scent as His strong hands gripped tightly at me.
“Fuck, darling, that’s--dammit--after just coming....” Shadows winced beautifully as He flinched, “Oh, fuck, that’s so good--”

I grinned wide and let the Nightmare run wild, not inhibiting it at all while I fucked Him. About to finish again, I waited so we could do so together.
“Baby…” I leaned over, still sliding up and down His wonderful cock, and nuzzled His ear with my nose before lightly kissing His neck. Grabbing a fistful of His long locks and pulling, I whispered, “Come, Shadows.”

He roared into me, arching back as His jaw set firmly, His seed spilling into the condom as I rode out the Dark One’s climax--finishing myself as I kissed the throbbing vein in His neck.

****

Laying back, I basked in the afterglow as I stroked the long, beautiful hair of my Love while His head rested on my chest.

“Never have I seen anything that stirred my loins in such a fashion, dear…” The deepness of His voice vibrated against me as I smiled lightly. He raised up over me, golden eyes meeting mine in a suddenly serious tone as His finger touched my cheek, “I don’t know why it ever surprises me that you were truly made for me," The soft eyes searched mine, "I have no excuses, darling.”

I flashed a smile, “Shadz, Hell will now understand that the punishment for sleeping with you is death at the hands of His Queen. I don’t think it will happen often any longer.” I chuckled darkly and the look in His eyes said He hadn’t thought of this.

Some of the color drained from His face as Satan looked away. I brought His chin back towards me so He would look at me as I continued to grin wide, “Don’t worry, King. You know I will be everything you’ll ever need.”
His gorgeous face split into that heartmelting smile again, “This is true, my Queen.”

*****

Notes

Damn, Diem. Way to show 'em!

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