The Immortal Compromise (The Mortal One Series Book 3) (5 page)

Nico unbuttoned his shirt, slowly. He peeled it off of his muscular shoulders and dropped it on the floor. He then looked at the both of us and walked upstairs.

Olivier and I exchanged confused glances and we followed behind him.

There was no way that Nico was thinking about what I was thinking about. He was too level-headed and professional for that. Olivier would never be welcome in our bed.

Nico was pulling off his belt when I entered the bedroom. He looked at me, his eyes soft. He smiled and beckoned me closer. “Vieni qui,” he said softly.

I walked to the edge of the bed, stepping out of my heels at the same time. He kissed me, grabbing the back of my head to hold me in place. His tongue swept past my lips and invaded my mouth. He attacked my mouth with a passion that took my breath away. I let out a soft moan and then stiffened when I realized that Olivier was standing at the side of the bed, watching all of this.

Nico bent down and slid my tights down and then waited for me to step out of them, which I did carefully. He then turned me around so that my knees were up against the back of the bed and pushed me onto the mattress. I scooted up on it so that I could maintain some kind of dignity, with being in a short skirt.

“You want him?” Nico asked again, now standing next to Olivier, who was obviously in awe of what was taking place.

I stared at him and without realizing it, I licked my lips.

“Go to her,” Nico said, urging Olivier forward.

Olivier kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed without asking. He came up along my side and slid his hand down my cheek and then cupped my chin. He turned my head to face him and he kissed me. I responded to him instantly, our tongues tangling together.

The bed shifted and I looked over to see Nico climbing up and to my other side, wearing nothing but his briefs. He spooned behind me and kissed the side of my neck, pressing his growing need into my thigh. Olivier paused for a moment and then resumed kissing me. Nico’s hands wandered to my breasts, which were still covered by my bra and a blouse. My body felt like it was on fire as my body was ravaged by the two men.

Nico unclasped my bra and Olivier sat up, taking me with him. Nico reached up and took my blouse off and Olivier quickly removed my bra the rest of the way as my blouse was still being slid painfully slow up my arms.

Nico leaned down and took a very hard nipple into his mouth and a moan escaped my lips. Olivier slid his pants off and threw them off the side of the bed. He then took advantage of my other breast. I looked down to see the tops of each of their heads, sucking on me in tandem. I reached with both of my arms, sliding my hands down their chiseled abs and to the tops of the briefs.

I heard each of them inhale sharply, almost in unison. My hands continued lower, feeling what they both had to offer. I closed my eyes, letting myself sink into all of the sensations. Olivier groaned as I wrapped my hands around his girth. Nico gave me a playful bite on my nipple and one of his hands slid down my stomach and rested at the top of my skirt. It was my turn to groan, but it was out of frustration.

“
Mia mortale
, patience,” Nico whispered. He moved so that I was forced to remove my hand from him. He then used both hands to undo my skirt and slide it over my hips and down my legs. I had nothing but panties on now and I was quickly soaking through them.

Nico laid back down on his side and slid his hand down so that his fingers were resting on the hem of my panties. He gave my nipple a hard suck and then brought his fingers down into my wetness.

“Oh yes,” I said, forgetting all about my surroundings. My one hand was still firmly wrapped around Olivier and I was beginning to stroke him. He moved a little and removed his briefs so that I could have better access to him.

I reached to try and get to Nico as well and Nico placed his free hand on mine, stopping me. It surprised me enough for me to sit up further and release both of my hands. Two could play, so I pushed Nico’s hand away from my panties. I got on my knees on the bed, locked eyes with Olivier for one moment, before my head descended into his lap. He let out a rough moan and his hands went into my hair, guiding me up and down his length.

I felt Nico shift so that he was behind me. He slid my panties down and I lifted my knees one at a time so that he could remove them completely. He bent and gave me a lick between my legs that left me shaking with need. I moaned with Olivier’s cock in my mouth and that caused him to groan again and he thrusted upwards lightly.

Nico pushed his need at my opening. I was wet enough to accept the fact that he wasn’t patient about penetrating me. He pushed further and I let out a moan as he went as deep as he has ever been. The position left me forcefully being shoved onto Olivier’s cock, which seemed to be just what he needed, if I was to take indication from his groans.

“Fuck, Dylan,” Olivier said, pulling my head off of him.

I looked up at him, my breasts dangling from the position of being on all fours. “What’s wrong?

“Nothing’s wrong, but if you keep sucking like that, I’m going to lose myself in your mouth.”

I was out of breath from Nico’s relentless pounding behind me. I didn’t care if Olivier came in my mouth. It was kind of the goal of the activities, if I was being honest. Nico didn’t let up and it occurred to me that he may be trying to fuck me into submission. It was certainly one way to accomplish it.

“Give it to me,” I finally demanded, placing my mouth on the tip and then sliding ever so slowly down. I wanted something in my mouth through all of the pounding as it helped to distract me from Nico not being gentle. While I was more than wet enough, he was going deep.

“Dylan,” Olivier groaned as I took him all the way in to the back of my throat. He reached down and pinched my nipples while Nico reached around and rubbed my clit at the same time.

It’s all it took. I exploded with an orgasm that shook me to the core. I was panting on all fours and all I saw was stars. Nico and Olivier stopped pushing into me and I took that moment to come down off of my high. I closed my eyes to settle into my right state of mind and the men were making some gestures above me. They weren’t saying anything, so I simply focused on me and the throbbing between my legs.

Olivier withdrew from me, as did Nico.

“Lie down,” Nico said, coming around to kiss me on my mouth. He then looked at Olivier, who was shifting towards me. “You get her once.”

Olivier nodded and gazed down the length of my body, leaving a burning feeling everywhere his eyes landed.

I thought of asking what was happening, but it became clear. Nico was allowing Olivier to have his time with me.

“This is what you want,
mia mortale
?” Nico asked, staring down at me.

I swallowed, hard. I wasn’t sure what any of
this
really was, but I nodded. Whatever it was that they were giving me, I would take it. It may kill me in the process, but what a fucking way to go.

My head hit the pillow and Olivier knelt down at the end of the bed. His hands ran the length of my legs and he bent his head over my abdomen. He then licked me from navel down to the center of my need. It was the only stroke of his tongue that I needed. My body was already craving him. His tongue stayed centered right where it was, sucking on my clit. Without warning, he shoved two of his fingers deep into me and I gasped.

Nico came to kneel by my head. He held my chin with his hand, turning me to look up at him. I saw the need in his eyes. He bent to kiss me and then quickly straightened up, replacing his lips with his cock at my mouth. I opened and took as much of the length as I could from the angle while Olivier continued to stroke my growing need with his fingers and tongue.

Olivier shifted, spreading my legs wider and moving closer. He placed one of my legs up onto his shoulder, opening me up to him. He slid into me without a word. He was thicker than Nico and it took me a minute to get accustomed to it so it could move from pain to pleasure.

“Dylan?” Olivier asked.

“Mmm?”

“Are you ready?” He asked, breathless.

I looked up at Nico, as if for his permission. He nodded. “Yes,” I said, ready for whatever would come next.

Olivier began to pump deep into me. He licked his thumb and forefinger and worked my clit over as he continued to push deeper into me, finding a rhythm that worked for him. I shook, not knowing when I would explode.

Nico ran his hands through my hair as he gave me enough room to move back and forth over him. I lost track of time. Both of these men were doing wonderful things to me and my body was warm and fulfilled.

Olivier grunted. “Dylan!”

Nico shook and that was my warning that he was going to cum as well.

They came at the same time, pushing into me and that’s when I came undone for the second time that night. My ass lifted off the bed as I took the final efforts that Olivier pushed into me. I closed my eyes and gave into the sensations. At some point, I think I blacked out for a few moments.

Nico climbed off the bed first, kissing me. He went into the bathroom to clean up.

Olivier swung his legs to the side of the bed and stood up, coming around to stand closer to me. “Amazing,” he whispered, kissing my forehead.

Nico returned with a warm washcloth, sliding it between my legs to clean me up. He shifted me back and forth, taking care of whatever mess was down there.

“Thank you,” I said shyly. He did that from time to time and while I felt vulnerable with him cleaning me down there, it was a beautiful gesture.

Chapter 7

“THAT WAS AMAZING,” Olivier said, leaning against the counter. We had all gotten dressed and were now convened in the kitchen. It was late, I was exhausted, but my stomach was craving chocolate.

“It was a one time thing,” Nico said. He stood tall, staring at Olivier for a nod of understanding. The nod was given and the conversation was dropped.

I didn’t even know what to say about what transpired. It was the single most amazing thing that had ever happened. It was not a scene I ever imagined partaking in, particularly with two vampires. I quietly reviewed my current life and remembered that they gave me permission to call Jen.

“We need to hunt,” Nico said.

Olivier nodded.

“Oh,” I said, looking at the time. It was still early for them, I supposed and they gave a lot of themselves upstairs.

“We shouldn’t be long,” Nico said, coming to kiss me.

I nodded. “I’m going to call Jen and see what’s going on with her.” It would be dinnertime by her, which would probably mean I could have a conversation with her.

“Don’t invite her here just yet,” Olivier said.

“Why not?” I asked.

Nico sighed. “We have other business to take care of as well. Rather, you do.”

“What business do I have?” I asked.

“Gregorio called us the other day,” Nico said.

That got my attention. Gregorio was the necromancer from Germany. We had gotten friendly and I wondered why he hadn’t called me directly, though he was probably following the vampire protocol that he seemed to know more about than I did. “Well, what did he say?”

“He would like for you to go and visit him,” Nico said.

“Alone?”

“One of us would go with you,” Olivier said.

“What for?” I asked, though I already had an idea.

“He wants to go over more about what it means to be a sensitive. He wants to test your abilities,” Olivier explained.

With Olivier being the necromancer, or at least having been one prior to being a vampire, he knew more about being a sensitive than anyone else in the room. “I don’t have abilities.”

“You do, though. That was obvious when we laid the zombies to rest,” Olivier said.

“It would be wise to see if you have any of the abilities that Gregorio speaks of,” Nico said.

I rolled my eyes. “So what? I become a necromancer?”

“Maybe,” Olivier said.

I laughed.

“It’s possible,” Olivier said, staring at me.

Holy shit. He was serious.

“It could be beneficial,” Nico said.

There it was. The political side of him shining through again. Having a necromancer within his ranks could be considered a power move.

“Go feed. I’m going to call Jen,” I said, grabbing my phone off the counter and walking into the living room. I didn’t want to go into all of it with them right now. I just wanted to talk to my friend and forget that I was dealing with vampires and necromancers and who knows what else went bump in the night.

The men walked out the front door, silently.

I held the phone, staring at it for a moment. I folded my knees underneath me and dialed.

“Hello?”

“Jen, it’s me!” I practically shrieked into the phone.

“Holy shit! Dylan?”

“Hey,” I said, letting out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding. “Program this number into your phone. This is my new number.”

“Absolutely. How have you been? Honestly, I didn’t think I’d ever hear from you again!”

“I know, I know. Honestly, things have just been so crazy. I actually just moved to Paris.”

“With Antonio or Nico?”

I froze. Shit. I forgot that she thought Antonio was Nico and Nico was Antonio. That was going to fuck up everything. “Antonio,” I said.

She shrieked in the phone. “I knew it would be him. I saw the way the two of you looked at each other. Did he propose?”

“Umm, yeah. We actually got married in the fall,” I said.

“Where the hell was my invitation?” She asked.

I laughed. It felt so good to talk to her again. “I know, I know. We actually didn’t do a big wedding. He doesn’t have any family, so we just did it on paper and moved on.”

“Oh, well that’s no fun. But you sound happy!”

“I am,” I said and meant it. “You should come visit.”

“I wish, I can’t afford the plane ticket.”

I smiled, knowing that wouldn’t be an issue. “What if I bought the ticket for you?”

“Oh my God, really?” She screamed into the phone. “But I can’t ask you to do that.”

“Jen, Antonio and I can afford it, really,” I said.

“Is he rich?”

“You could say that.”

“You lucky bitch. Only you could go on vacation and end up marrying a rich, good looking Italian guy.”

I laughed. “Gee, when you put it like that. So how have you been?”

We talked for a good hour and then Olivier and Nico walked back through the front door. I put my finger up to them and then finished up my conversation with Jen. I left it open with her that I would be in touch with her again soon.

“Did you invite her to Paris?” Nico asked.

I shook my head. “Not exactly. I mentioned her visiting, but we didn’t get into a specific date or anything.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

“Why can’t you just talk to me about being a sensitive?” I asked, turning my attention to Olivier.

“Because I’m untrained.”

“Huh?”

“I have no formal training as a necromancer. Many people called my gift ‘accidental’. I didn’t know how to do half of what I was supposed to and that’s what got me into trouble,” he said.

“Oh,” I said. “So when does Gregorio want me to visit?”

“He said at any time. The problem is that I have to get permission from the Bavarian sovereign to enter the country,” Nico said.

“I don’t understand, why?” I asked. It was more of the vampire politics that I fucking hated.

“I am a sovereign and entering the country could be seen as a quest for power. It can be difficult to prove that I’m not interested, especially because I have Italian ties and yet I am the sovereign of Paris,” Nico explained.

I knew that it would be easier for Olivier to go with me, but after what happened upstairs, I didn’t really want him to come with me. While I enjoyed every moment of what they did to me, it made me a little shy with Olivier now…and I think Nico knew that would happen somehow.

“Can I go alone?”

Nico and Olivier looked at each other.

“I trust Gregorio. He will look after me,” I said.

“It would certainly make it easier as I wouldn’t have to track down the sovereign in Bavaria,” Nico said.

“I have only met Gregorio twice,” Olivier said. “But he seems level headed and capable of watching over you. My main concern is the vampires in the city who could potentially make a move on you because you are Nico’s pet.”

“Can Gregorio come here?” I asked.

“The vampires here are uneasy about a necromancer coming into the city because of what happened last year with the zombies,” Olivier spoke, knowing most of that was his fault.

I sighed. “Fine. Then just let me go to Gregorio. He will keep me safe and I’ll learn about whether I have any hidden talents.”

“This isn’t a joke,” Olivier said.

I nodded and rolled my eyes.

“He is right, Dylan. You need to take this more seriously.”

“Fine,” I said, getting irritable and knowing most of it was because I was tired.

“Why don’t you get some sleep,” Nico said. “We can talk about it tomorrow evening.”

I nodded and gave him a kiss good night. I glanced over at Olivier. “Night.”

Olivier nodded. “Good night.”

***

As I woke for the day, Nico was just lying down.

“Morning,” I said to him, sliding out of the bed.

He looked up at me as he slid into the warm spot that I left behind. “Good day,” he smiled, kissing me. “I promise, we will talk tonight and get everything resolved.”

I nodded and headed into the shower. By the time I came out, wrapped in a towel, Nico was dead to the world. This was so frustrating. I was ready to talk about going to Germany and all now and yet it would be impossible. That’s when it hit me.

I dressed in a hurry and went downstairs to grab my cell phone. I sat at the kitchen counter, eating a blueberry muffin and called Gregorio.

“Hello?” The strong voice greeted me.

“It’s Dylan. How are you?” I asked.

“Dylan, wonderful to hear from you! I take it Nico and Olivier spoke to you about coming to see me?”

I nodded. “They did and that’s why I’m calling.”

“Great. Do you have questions?”

“A few. I’m going to be going alone because of the whole vampire politics going on. Do you see any issue with it just being me?”

“Not at all. I haven’t heard about any issues with the German vampires, though I know that the Bavarian sovereign is very territorial,” he said. “What are your questions?”

“How long do you want me there for to go over this sensitive thing?”

He laughed. “That’s one way to explain it. You are welcome to stay for as long as you would like. I know you weren’t able to do any real sightseeing the last time. I would be happy to show you some of the best of Berlin. As for going over what it means to be a sensitive, maybe a day or two. We can go over it day and night, which is something you may not be used to these days.”

He wasn’t kidding. “That sounds wonderful!”

“Why don’t you talk it over with Nico tonight and find out how many days is best. I know that it is difficult to make such decisions without him. My home is within Berlin and is more than large enough to accommodate you for a few days. There is a guest room with your name on it for as long as you would like,” he said.

I smiled. “Thank you. I will talk with Nico and Olivier and then let you know.”

“Sounds great. Take care,” Gregorio said and hung up the phone.