Ménage à Sang
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Fandom: The Twilight Saga Pairing: Felix/Reader, Demetri/Reader Words: 2,961 Warnings: Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Choking, Degradation, Blood Drinking, Character Death Summary: You find yourself stuck between two men who could not be any hotter if they tried. Or any deadlier.
You didn’t quite know how you got into this situation. Your overwrought brain spit out something about a disco, dancing with a handsome stranger, and then uncharacteristically following him into the night.
But how that translated into being choked by said handsome – no, drop-dead gorgeous – stranger while you stared up at his all too beautiful face through the tears in your eyes, that was a mystery to you.
You also couldn’t recall when and how the second gorgeous guy had come into play. And how or why you had agreed to let him fuck you to the brink of insanity. Not that you wanted to complain. You were beyond complaining. You were beyond any coherent thought after this mountain of a man had wrung several orgasms out of you.
It had been the smaller of the two – still so much taller and stronger than you, you thought with a shiver – who had given you your first orgasm of the night. Demetri, he had said his name was. He had been between your thighs the moment the two men had gotten you naked, and had eaten you out like you were a feast and he a starving man.
The other, a truly huge man with bulging muscles, had teased the two of you, calling both of you greedy sluts. The growl Demetri had let loose between your legs had had your back arching. And the ruthless way he had then worked you open with his fingers had had you panting and whimpering.
“Is Felix taking good care of you, sweet whore?”, Demetri was asking you, a smirk playing on his face. Ever since Felix had taken over, thanking his friend for getting you ready for him with a truly sinful kiss that had heated the room up several degrees, Demetri had taken a seat in front of you, determined to make sure you wouldn’t completely slip into overstimulation. The entire time since Felix had put you onto your hands and knees, Demetri had teased and goaded you with filthy words, leaving you just on the edge of drowning in their ministrations. “Answer me, darling”, he coaxed when all you could do was stare at him dumbly, squeezing your neck just a little bit tighter.
“Y-yes…”, you spit out voicelessly, your blood pumping furiously in an attempt to get around his grip. You were light-headed and dizzy but you didn’t think that Demetri was the only one to blame for this. The way Felix’s cock was battering your cervix surely had something to do with it, too.
The taller man was huge all around. You had told him in a panic that you didn’t think he would fit when he had undressed. With a dangerous grin that had your neither regions clench and pulse, he had assured you that he would make it fit and that you would love it.
He had not been lying.
You did love the stretch that had first been uncomfortable but so, so hot. You loved the way Felix had started to almost gently make love to you until you had grown so soft and pliant that he had had to catch you before you could fall face-first into the mattress. You also loved that he had told Demetri to hold you up before he had gripped your hips in his big hands and started truly fucking you. You absolutely adored the way he now barreled into your drenched pussy with abandon, making your legs shake with pleasure.
“Of course you like it, little slut that you are”, Demetri said in his smooth voice, his tone warm and at odds with his choice of words. “Your body was begging to be fucked even at the club. I just knew that I had a filthy little slut on my hands.” You whined, straining to arch your neck into his grip. He chuckled at that, his black eyes sparkling with amusement. “Oh, yes. You are a dirty little slut, darling. And you are being so good for Felix. Isn’t she?” He glanced up, catching Felix’s eyes.
“Oh yes”, the other man replied, and you could hear the same amusement in his voice. “Such a good little cocksleeve for me.” With that he thrust into you with some extra force, eliciting a groan from you when the tip of his cock ground into your cervix mercilessly. The pain of it sparked through you like lightening but it still somehow wasn’t as much agony as it was bliss. You felt another tear roll down your cheek.
Quickly enough to miss it if you had blinked, Demetri leaned forward and licked the tear from your face.
“Good girl”, he said and caressed your face. You hummed in contentment and your eyes fluttered closed. “You’re so good for us. Letting Felix fuck you like this. You would let him fuck you for days, wouldn’t you?”
“Mhmm”, you agreed, letting yourself get lost in the dichotomy that was Felix fucking you brutally from behind and the soft touch from Demetri.
“Of course you would.” Pride shone in Demtri’s voice, and it filled your heart. “You would also let me choke you unconscious, right sweet girl?”
“Mhmm”, you nodded once more. You knew you shouldn’t feel like this, and you should not let him do it. You shouldn’t have allowed him to choke you, at all. You didn’t know him, after all. But you felt safe with the two of them, as odd as it sounded.
Of course you weren’t blind to the fact that they weren’t human. They couldn’t be. They both were icy cold to the touch, and their skin wasn’t smooth like skin but more like marble. And the black eyes that you had yourself convinced Demetri possessed were more of a very dark red. Coupled with the impossible stamina both of them showed, there was no way they were regular guys looking for a tumble in the sheets.
You didn’t care, though. At first it had been the alcohol coursing through your veins and the vanity of being picked by such a man from a room full of beautiful women. You had ignored every warning sign your brain had sent you. And you had been rewarded with the best sex of your life. Sex that was still going on, many hours later.
At first it had been Demetri who had ruined you with his mouth, his fingers, and then his cock. Unable to move as Felix had leaned you back into his broad chest you had endured hours of pointed movements and precise thrusts that had you seeing stars. Demetri was very skilled in the art of making his partner melt under him, you had discovered. You had desperately clung to Felix while Demetri had worked magic between your thighs, making you cum eleven times. You wouldn’t have even known the number had Felix not been keeping count, murmuring it into your ear in his deep baritone.
“Do you know how many times you have cum for Felix?”, Demetri asked, as if reading your mind. You sluggishly shook your head. You had no idea, you just knew that it was too much. Too many times, and much too violently. “Oh, you poor thing”, he crooned. “It was seven, love.” You whimpered, your cunt clenching around Felix at that information. You had just enough brain power left to add that to the previous eleven. You had cum eighteen times. You normally had problem cumming more than twice in a row.
“And you are still so fucking tight, darling”, Felix hissed behind you, rubbing your ass. “Are you sure you are real?” You chuckled as best as you could in your condition. That was rich coming from him. From them. Your chuckle quickly turned into a helpless moan, though, with Felix’s constant thrusts.
“You’re so fucked out already”, Demetri said, faux concern dripping from his voice. He tipped your head upwards again, so you had to look at him. “Do you want to stop?”
Did you? You didn’t know. It definitely was a lot. But you had just let them do whatever they wanted with you. It hadn’t even occurred to you that stopping was an option.
“Come on, tell me, love.” His voice was so soothing and gentle. “Do you want Felix to stop? Do you want him to pull out?”
Did you? No, you didn’t. That you knew. He felt way too good. So you shook your head hurriedly.
“No! No, no… please!” You began squirming in their grasp, trying to shimmy backwards, closer to Felix. In the process his cock went even deeper into your cunt, making you whimper pitifully. “Please, no…”
“Shh…” Demetri tightened his hand around your throat again. “It’s alright, darling. Nobody is gonna stop”, he assured you, rubbing his thumb over your skin soothingly. “You can keep being our mindless, brain-dead pleasure toy, don’t worry about a thing.”
The relief you felt was palpable. Your entire body slackened, falling deeper into the two men’s arms. Your frantic heart slowed a bit and you sighed in joy, which made both of them laugh quietly.
“You always find us the loveliest ladies, Demi”, Felix said. “But this time you outdid yourself. Such a needy one. So good and obedient”, he added, bending over to press a cold gentle kiss behind your ear. It made you mewl, and your pussy clenched. “I would keep her if we could.”
“Oh, definitely”, Demetri nodded. His face turned soft when he glanced down at you, his eyes almost filled with sorrow. “It’s a shame…”
You mewled, very unhappy to see him sad, and lifted an arm to reach out to him. You hadn’t accounted for your waning strength, though, your remaining arm shaking so badly that you almost fell over. It was only Felix’s quick reaction that saved you the tumble. He reached around you and with one of his big hands he tilted you up, bringing you up flush against his chest.
The new position let his cock sink even deeper inside you, even though you would’ve sworn that was impossible.
“Careful, sweetheart”, he snickered, and you felt his laughter rumble through you. “Demi, help her out. Come closer!”
“Of course”, the other man smiled, and a moment later he was practically glued to your front. “What is it, love?”
With one hand holding onto Felix’s arm, you reached out with the other one and cupped Demetri’s cheek. His eyes flickered with uncertainty.
“I don’t want you to be sad”, you told him, voice small and hoarse from all the moans and screams they had gotten out of you.
“Oh, darling…” You could practically see him melt. He took your hand in his and pressed a kiss to your palm, his dark eyes not leaving yours. “You are too sweet, lovely girl. We don’t deserve that.” You made a protesting noise but he shushed you softly. “None of that. No back-talk.” You nodded for him. “Felix, I think we have lingered too long”, he then said, so quietly that you almost didn’t hear it.
You felt the giant behind you sigh, and heard a low sound that had the little hairs on your neck stand on edge but you couldn’t distinguish any words. Could that have been Felix? But if he had said something you would’ve heard it. Right? Your attention was diverted when Demetri gripped your chin, tilting your face to him.
“All right, love. Are you ready to be really good for Felix?” He no longer sounded wistful or unhappy, his voice now laced with glee. It was such a sudden change but you couldn’t linger on it. His words sent your heart into a heavy rhythm, your pulse quickening. It made Demetri smile. “Of course you are. Such a good girl!” With that he nodded to Felix, clearly giving him a signal.
What happened next had your mouth fall open in shock. If you had thought Felix had been fucking you roughly the entire time, you had to correct yourself. Without hesitation or warning the giant started ramming inside of you in a punishing rhythm, bruising your channel with every back and forth motion.
The scream that threatened to force its way out of your mouth was swallowed when Demetri’s lips pressed against yours. They were cold and oddly hard but the kiss they delivered was anything but. You moaned into his mouth, your hands tangling into his sandy-blonde hair. His cool tongue was determinedly exploring your mouth, stealing your breath with the passion he put into it.
At the same time Demetri’s hand wandered down your body until he reached your clit, cruelly flicking the little nub before he started rubbing it firmly. You keened, starting to squirm, even though the last thing you wanted was to escape. It felt too good for that.
But your wriggling had Felix splay his one hand over your throat, not squeezing but holding securely. The other hand he positioned onto your lower belly, pressing your body closer to himself. He gently shushed you while his hips were busy barreling into you again and again. The pressure he put on where his cock was almost carving its way through you was too much.
“Please, please”, you panted against Demetri’s lips, pulling his hair in a voiceless plead. “Oh God, please!”
“Take it, darling”, he answered and kissed you again, his fingers on your clit becoming faster. “Take all we can give you.”
And you did. You had no choice but to endure. The seemingly endless motions became too much, too big. And still they continued, no matter how loud you were pleading and moaning. You took what they gave you, your stomach tightening as the pleasure started to coil rapidly.
You were scared. You were scared of what they were fucking out of you. You entire body was tingling, your limbs numb and useless. And it was still growing. It grew bigger and bigger with every powerful thrust that left you winded, with every circle around your clit that send electricity into every last nerve-ending. It grew until with an agonized scream you came.
You felt a rush as something came gushing out of you, dowsing all three of you with hot liquid as you were twitching and twisting in Felix’s arms. You entire body arched and quivered, so tense that you thought your muscles would snap any second.
“Good girl”, Demetri praised you. “Squirting for us like that!”
“Well done, sweet thing”, Felix crooned, nibbling at your earlobe. “Do it again.”
With that he doubled down. Even faster, even harder he fucked you, his cock inside you starting to truly hurt. With every shove against your cervix, your lower body twitched in pain. There was also pleasure, though. As much as you wanted to hate it, every thrust prolonged your orgasm into infinity, sending shock waves of ecstasy through you.
Before you had even processed the still on-going orgasm, the next one already broke. Like a tidal wave it swept you up, making you blind and deaf in your pleasure.
What brought you back to earth was a sharp pain on the side of your neck. You gasped at the burning feeling that spread rapidly down to your shoulder as you jerked in shock.
“Shhh”, you heard Felix behind you. “Be sweet, don’t fight.”
You whimpered in pain, your hands scrabbling to grab onto something, anything to ground you. You couldn’t turn your head to try and look what was happening but when your hand found soft, silken hair you knew that it was Demetri. His mouth was attached to your neck, right where the stabbing pain stemmed from.
But what was he… oh.
It felt like when you got your blood work done. Only… more. Sharper, more violent.
Oh.
It made sense, really. You had known that he wasn’t human, that both of them weren’t. You had not questioned further on what exactly they were. It hadn’t mattered. It still didn’t. You were pressed between the two of them, and even if you weren’t as exhausted as you were, there was no way you could ever escape them.
Huh. It surprised you how calm you were about your revelation, not quite sure why you weren’t panicking. One of your lovers was drinking your blood. You were actively dying. And still… for some reason you didn’t mind all that much.
“Felix…” You reached behind you with your free hand, feeling for your other lover’s face. He shifted behind you, and then you had his cold cheek in your grasp.
“Yes, sweetheart?”, he murmured, nuzzling your hand like an overgrown cat. Your heart swelled at this intimate gesture. They had been very kind to you; treating you well, even though you were their evening meal.
“Will you hold me till the end, please?”
Your ears caught a sound somewhere between a whine and growl from Demetri, and his grip on you tightened.
“Of course. Do not worry about a thing.”
“T-thank you”, you whispered, your head getting fuzzy and your sight beginning to blur. Your fingertips were getting numb, your limbs growing colder. With the last bit of energy you could muster you buried your hand in Felix’s hair and led his head to the other side of your neck. He must be hungry, too, you thought.
“Oh, you are far too sweet for us, darling”, the giant vampire groaned, pressing a light kiss to your neck before he bit down, the same sharp, piercing pain as before shooting through you. You couldn’t keep down a whimper, tears starting to fall from your eyes and rolling down your cheeks.
The last thing you felt before misty darkness took you were two sets of hands gently caressing you, almost apologetic in their softness.