Team Changes by Erin R Flynn

4

The second I was naked, Vitor lifted me up so my legs were over his shoulders. The ceilings were vaulted, which meant I had nothing I could touch for balance or support.

“I’ve longed to taste this perfect pussy,” Vitor groaned before doing a lot more than tasting. He immediately moved his tongue inside of me, licking all around instead of simply fucking me with it.

“Share,” Petre growled as he reached for me.

I swallowed a yelp as he pulled me horizontal so I could kiss him. His lips were soft but demanding, and his tongue pushed into my mouth. He moved his hands to my breasts and tortured them as I balanced on his shoulder.

I blew apart when Vitor sucked on my clit. The amount of sensations and how good they were at pleasing a woman was unreal. I barely had a chance to take a gulp of air and I was screaming again from another climax.

“Hold her,” Vitor demanded after he brought me a few more times.

They moved me like I weighed nothing, Petre holding me under my thighs as I looped my arms back around his neck.

Vitor gave me an evil grin as he shoved two of his fingers in me roughly. “This is what you love that Kristof does, right? Fuck you with his big fingers and so fast your nerves go crazy?” He chuckled when I moaned. “We’re going to do it better. Deeper. Faster.”

“And then we’re going to fuck you until you can’t stand,” Petre whispered in my ear. “We’ll cover you with our seed and drown in your juices.”

I didn’t even have time to react when Vitor moved his hand, orgasming before I realized it. It was glorious… But I wanted more.

“Fuck me,” I whimpered. “Please fuck me, Vitor. I want you inside of me. Play later, but fuck me now. Bite me. Both of you drink from me and fuck me.”

“You are not stopping me this time,” Vitor warned Petre before he pulled out his fingers.

And gave me what I wanted, slamming his cock deep inside of me. I came again, and my climax spiraled out when he sank his fangs in my neck. My vision got hazy when Petre did the same on the other side and pushed his finger in my ass. They were doing everything to me and still paying attention to my breasts somehow.

Did they seriously have more than two hands?

“She feels better than we hoped,” Vitor grunted as he thrust harder and deeper after they finished drinking.

“Of course she would, as we’ve never had someone as special as her.” Petre licked all around the shell of my ear. “You are perfect, My Princess. You taste more amazing than anything else that has touched my tongue.”

Vitor snorted. “Her blood ties with her pussy. I want more of both.” He moaned. “No, I want her blood from her pussy.”

“Will you let us, My Princess?” Petre wondered when I shivered. “Will we get that attention next time you bleed? I want you to sit on my face while I drink you down and learn every inch of your body, hear all the noises you make for me.”

Yeah, I orgasmed again.

There was a problem though… I wasn’t getting out the charge of power from her blood.

They seemed to understand what I realized as I let go of Petre to scratch my skin. He kissed me and leaned away so I could see him. “You know what to do, My Princess.”

“You’ve done it before,” Vitor added, nuzzling my neck. “We won’t ever speak of it, but you can feel them racing towards us. End them like you did Bahati and protect the innocents here.”

Corrupted. Corrupted were racing for me, and they wanted me to use that power that terrified me to stop them.

Fuck.

Just fuck. Why had I not thought about this part?

Oh right, I was terrified about killing the centuries-old princess who was gunning for my head. Little things like that distracted me from remembering everything going on. I whimpered in fear, shaking my head and not wanting to let that out again.

“We have you, Inez,” Vitor comforted. “We believe in you. So many do. You saved people.”

“You saved us,” Petre agreed. “You can save them here too. Save the humans who would be bitten and infected.” He tried again when I shook my head. “Don’t think of them. Think of putting up a dome over the coven. It’s all energy, My Princess. It’s what I do for cover. They run into your power, and it’s their fate to die.”

Now that I was a fan of. It wasn’t my creepy power coming from a scream that jumped all around in a way that terrified me.

No, this was protection and their end if they came for me. I let them coax me with kind words and imagery to use.

And then it clicked. I felt the first get too close, almost a mile away from the coven, and my fear made it work.

“She did it,” Vitor whispered when the first corrupted hit it. “I just felt the closest one disappear.”

“She’s a miracle.” He cupped my face and made me look at him. “You’re a miracle, Inez. You are no mouse in a maze. You are a queen among princesses stomping on all that is wrong and brings pain. Aether chose you because your soul is amazing, not to puppet you.”

It was honestly one of the nicest things anyone had said about me. I melted, reaching for him and kissing him with all I had.

I gasped as more corrupted hit my energy wall and were shattered into pieces before turning into ash. The more that came, the more the electricity in me dissipated. I nodded to them it was working and they both sighed, clearly having been worried as I had.

“Where were we?” Vitor chuckled, licking his fangs before thrusting in me hard. “Oh right, I was here, fucking you and making you scream my name.” And then he did just that, careful of his strength since he could crush me, but clearly enjoying himself still. He finished hard, leaning over and nibbling on my lower lip. “I want you again and again, My Princess. I don’t ever want to leave your body.”

“You’re a shitty friend,” Petre bitched.

I found that super funny for some reason. It really wasn’t, but the stress of the day and what I still had to do getting to me. I burst into giggles, both of them seeming to understand and not worrying.

“Build the bed again. I want you more comfortable,” Petre muttered, clearly ready for his attention as Vitor pulled out of me.

“I’m not having sex in her bed,” I panted. “I can’t even imagine what horrors have happened there.”

“Fair enough,” he agreed. He sighed. “Now I hate having our first time here.”

“If you don’t want me…” I teased, my body still on fire and desperate for them.

In a flash, Petre was thrusting in me. He had set me on my feet first and stole the air from my lungs, he slammed into me so forcefully.

“Heaven. Paradise. I knew it would be this way,” he whispered, hugging me to him to stand. He gave several deep, slow thrusts before seeming to snap. He muttered something about feeling too good, and I assumed he meant my body and lost control.

I was a fan of whatever it was because he was a fantastic lover. He knew exactly where to touch and the right spots inside of me to pay attention to. I was so into it and us being one in all the ways that matter, my orgasm shocked me since I hadn’t felt it even building.

“More,” I begged. “Please give me more, Petre.”

“Always, My Princess,” he whispered… As he moved his hand to my throat. He didn’t squeeze, but the possession was real.

And clearly shocked Vitor from the look in his eyes.

But I didn’t care. I wanted it. I wanted him to own me right then, angling my neck to give him better access.

Something he seriously liked from the way his body moved, his cock twitching inside of me.

He pressed his lips to my ear as he screwed me silly. “You want me desperate for you, don’t you? I’m already addicted, and now I’ll never let you go if you submit to me like this.”

I smirked up at him, making it clear that I knew what I was doing. I really didn’t, but sometimes I could fake confidence when any of them lavished praise and attention on me.

It was when I was alone with my thoughts later that I tore it all apart and doubted everything. No one was perfect.

We were all perfectly messed up, and I was learning that was okay.

I moved my hand over his and put pressure on his fingers so he squeezed just the littlest bit. His eyes glazed over and he did it ever so slightly more, moving his hand along my whole throat.

“Big mistake,” he hissed in my ear. “We are predators. We like to hunt and win. We like to dominate the one we want.”

“You can now, but Vitor’s going to fuck me as I submit to him next,” I teased, throwing a match on the passion in the room.

Petre actually climaxed, seeming as shocked as I was from the way his thrusts became erratic and shallow. We gasped for air and he kissed all along my neck. “My seed is deep in you and I love it. I love it. What have you done to me, Inez?”

“Owned you,” I purred, snuggling up against him. “You should come on me while Vitor fucks me. I want it. I want both of you all over me.”

I was on my hands and knees before I could blink. I lowered my shoulders down to the super-soft rug and pushed my ass up in offering.

One that made them both moan. I felt fingers tease me, both of them praising me and how pretty my swollen pussy looked with their seed leaking back out.

“Vitor, I’m still on fire,” I whimpered when the next wave hit me. The energy was dissipating faster than I would have thought with corrupted hitting my power, but it was still overwhelming.

“We will tend to you, My Princess,” he promised.

“Always,” Petre agreed.

Vitor was good to his word, taking excellent care of me before Petre flipped me onto my back and had me again.

But after that, I was done. It seemed to surprise them as my sexcapades fueled with powerful blood could be much longer than that.

“Stress,” I panted, my eyes closing. “I’ve been too stressed, and that barrier takes a lot of energy. Corrupted are hitting it, and it takes the charge out of me when they do, but it’s not easy to do new stuff on the fly.”

“Add to that how large-scale it is,” Vitor worried. “Let’s hurry this along then. Rest, My Princess.”

I dozed, not even replying to him because I knew they would handle what I needed them to. I woke to find I was cleaned up and dressed in some lavish gown. I felt better, but also didn’t understand what was with the dress.

Their kink?

Petre snorted, letting me know I’d said it out loud instead of to myself. “Yes, it is, but in this instance, we agree it’s a powerful statement. Most of her clothes are not up to the standards of a princess from being overworn and not replaced in the apocalypse, but this was pristine.”

“It has meaning to her,” I muttered, catching on. “Fine, but I want out of it fast.” I rolled my eyes when heat filled their gazes. “I don’t want the evil of her things seeping on me.”

They seemed to agree and wanted to hurry up anyways before people started waking and moving about the coven. I was about to ask how we handled the guards on the door when Petre reminded me that her room was above the “throne room” she handled everything in, and there was a way to get there from her rooms.

Right, we’d been over that. I was losing steam from the barrier.

There was no time to screw around then.

I went to grab her by her hair, but Petre promised he had her and let Vitor carry me down in the fancy gown. Probably smarter, but I wanted her to suffer in her last moments even though I wasn’t sure how much of this was registering or if she could feel anymore.

I doubted she had much blood in her after we’d fed.

Vitor settled me on her throne and Petre set Bahati on the floor next to me so I could finish what I needed to once we had an audience. They counted down releasing their cloaking and barrier… And the audience came immediately.

Even Ceawlin, who had chains on his wrists, seeming to have torn them out of the wall.

“Inez?” he breathed, but I ignored him, staring out at the group.

“Are these at least her nobles?” I asked Vitor and Petre.

“There are—” Petre started to say but then snorted as another couple dozen people arrived. “That’s the last of them.”

“Took them long enough,” Vitor snickered.

“Who are you to—” one of them yelled.

“Silence!” I bellowed, staring down the room. I fisted Bahati’s hair and dragged the top half of her onto my lap. “Your princess is bested. I am your princess now.” I let my fangs out and sank them into her neck before they could even take in air to argue. When she was dead, I shoved her off of my lap and glanced up at Petre. “Make sure her final resting place is appropriate, like a sewage plant.”

“Yes, My Princess.”

The shock in the room was so thick, I could almost reach out and touch it. “I am the answer to the prayers some of you have made to Aether.” I finally looked at Ceawlin then, his eyes going bug wide. “For those of you who don’t know, I’m Princess Inez of house Garner, and Aether’s champion.” I smirked out at them as I crossed my legs and settled in my seat better. “So your princess had no chance.

“Her greed and jealousy led us to this outcome. I have no desire to take over covens or stick my nose in everything, but she was a threat to me and mine, which many of you know.” I waited until most of them nodded. “To prove my sincerity, I will be disbanding your coven, but not yet.”

“Not yet?” Vitor breathed, his tone worried.

I shook my head, having realized something I should have done last time. “I killed your princess, and that means you are all mine. There is one thing you will do for me as your princess before I free you all.”

“What? What will you do with us?” one towards the front whispered, rage in his eyes as he shook.

I met his gaze head-on. “You will testify as to what happened here today to other covens. Each of you will take a few of the remaining covens and will tell their princesses exactly what you saw here. You will tell them how you never sensed us or the fight that happened in Bahati’s room where your former princess and I battled. You were completely unaware until we allowed it and you saw me kill her.”

The anger slowly receded from his eyes. “That’s it? You simply want us to bear witness as to the events of today?”

“That’s it,” I assured them, shrugging at all the disbelieving gazes. “She was planning on killing me and taking over my people. She is not the only one with that plan. Instead of doing what is right for their people—like other covens have—they will steal it. I am the reason mine and several covens now have electricity again. My castle has air conditioning.”

“It’s true,” Ceawlin confirmed, his throat sounding rough from whatever she’d been doing to him. “I saw it when I stayed there. And Bahati knew it was because of Inez. She didn’t care. Her jealousy that another coven was thriving when we were simply surviving enraged her. Her obsession with my twin, and owning us both, driving all she did.”

I nodded. “Do this for me so more don’t die.” I gestured to all of them. “You would have died should we have fought.” I held up my hand to stop several who opened their mouths. “Yes, your coven is older than mine and has age. Bahati knew this. What she didn’t know was I have alliances with fourteen other covens and fucking bombs. Our bombs and military work. That tips the scales.”

Petre snorted. “Just ever so slightly. All the age in the world cannot outrun bombs; otherwise, other covens would have. They fly so fast, and among everything else in the sky that used to be around, like planes, if one had never been near a bomb, they did not know that’s what it was.”

“Until it was too late,” Vitor whispered sadly. “Especially the nukes. Some could have gotten out of the coven, but those clouds of destruction—I do not think I could have even outrun them.”

I glanced between them, not having thought about that. I assumed there was a reason people didn’t just bail, but it made more sense when they laid it out like that. Especially that people wouldn’t know they were bombs necessarily, instead of anything else. Yeah, being around things made us aware.

Unfortunately, few got to be around a bomb twice.

“What about the rest of us, Princess? We just continue on like nothing happened?” a guy asked as he pushed towards the front. “Bahati was crazy, but she protected us. Who takes over now?”

“No one,” I answered, mentally sighing for not having fully worked this out since I’d been too nervous. It couldn’t be the same as how we’d handled Safie’s coven, mostly since we were still here and I was able to address people right away. “In two weeks, I will return this coven to the planet. It will be nothing and buried, along with the evil that seeped into the very ground here.”

“What about us then?” he repeated, sounding almost panicked.

“You move on.” I shrugged. “You’re free. Go join another coven or live on your own. This coven is over though. I’m not allowing someone to slide into the leadership role and take control when they will undoubtedly be as bad as Bahati.” I opened my mouth to say more, but someone interjected before I could assure people it was a path they could take.

“What if we wish to join your coven?” Ceawlin asked, the size of his balls bigger than even I would have guessed.

I simply blinked at him but realized I couldn’t say what I wanted to with so many there and scared. “We will afford you the same chance we did those of Princess Safie’s coven when I had to kill her. If you wish, you can apply for guest status with my coven. If you’re willing to help and open yourself to a new way of living that’s fair and built on a foundation of equality, I’m not opposed to you joining my coven.

“But my coven works hard for what we have. Everyone chips in. We don’t tolerate bullshit well, or you will be shown the door. We have other covens working with us to help their covens. You can meet with them and see if that’s a better fit for you. The old ways and posturing are dead. The apocalypse made sure of that.” I gestured around us. “This was the past. My coven is the future. The choice is yours.”

To say they were speechless was an understatement. Even I could feel the shock in the room. I left it at that, telling them to be smart and take their time to come to the right decision.

Oh, and the nobles needed to check in with my people on which covens and princesses they’d spoken with before I’d release them. Until each of them was covered, they were still mine, so if they wanted that freedom from the lying snake who’d trapped them forever, they needed to do this last thing to earn it.

Except Branko’s birth coven. They asked specifically that no one was forced to go there.

Because they were fairly sure they wouldn’t get out again or start more trouble.

Which was how I changed the plan and opened the can of worms of what I’d been up to in a big, big way.

Fuck.