Elemental Reverse Harem Quartet (part 1: Earth)

Vampires need blood if they are going to perform at their best

Varu Vasile

My fangs descended automatically in response to the delightful scene of Malka and Beck driving each other wild. It was a feast for my hungry senses and the perfect antidote to my stomach-churning encounter at the southern perimeter of my territory.

Undetected, I entered the bathroom and watched for a while as the two witches indulged in each other for the sake of nothing more than pleasure. Not making magic. Not sating physical hunger. I might be a sentimental, old romantic, but it was beautiful.

When I joined them in the conversation about condoms, standing in the pool, Water Boy looked pleased to see me, whereas Earth was surprised and grabbed a towel to cover her naked body. She needn't have bothered.

"There are no condoms down here because, as a vampire, I do not need them. I'm unable to contract or transmit any human diseases or father a child. And, before today, I've never had two mortals together in here. By the way, I'm pleased to see you are enjoying my well-equipped facilities."

Her skin had turned pink with heat and embarrassment. The blood near the surface was a particularly attractive look on her. She smelt good, too.

"Are you're saying if you fuck me, I can't get pregnant or a disease? Do vampires fuck?" Malka's gaze dropped to my crotch.

What did she think I kept in there? "Yes. We fuck. And, yes, there'd be no risk to you if you had sex with a vampire without a condom," I confirmed. "At least, not from the sex itself. Depending on the vampire, there's a strong chance they'd bite down and kill you. A vampire might get lost in the moment, drain you of blood and kill you, or leave you with a fatal wound. So the moral of the tale is to pick your vampire lovers carefully. Make sure they have good self-control."

For much of the time I'd been in her company, the provocative odor of her desire enticed me. Now the much stronger aroma of sex surrounded us: hers and his. The scent danced around my nose and teased my tongue. I enjoyed fucking women and men, both equally and second only to how much I loved their blood. Blood and sex with these two witches would be the equivalent of vampire heaven. I'd maintain self-control for an indulgent drink of that.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you're gay." She let the towel drop that she'd been holding up over her.

"No, I'm not gay. I think the modern term is pansexual. Gender isn't an issue for me. Species is of interest, and what type of blood runs through my lovers' veins."

"So do you want to? Fuck me, I mean. Since Beck won't, it's against his religion."

The man in the water slapped her thigh playfully. "Not a religion."

She blew him a kiss. "After all, I've already told you I'd like a threesome with you two guys. I was serious." Malka was feisty and said what she thought regardless, and I liked her more for that.

It fascinated me that people confess things at the height of their sexual arousal that they might not otherwise admit to.

"Yes. But first, Malka, you must assure us you aren't a virgin." The scent of her blood already gave me the answer. I asked for Beck's sake, not my own. If they hadn't discussed it in my absence, the uncertainty would bother him.

Amused by the question, she laughed and choked and shook her head all at the same time. "You can't be serious. I'm almost twenty-one. How many virgins do you know in their twenties who invite guys for a threesome?"

I winked at Beck, and he smiled back at me. "They're pretty rare, I'll admit."

There was definitely a stirring down below, but I didn't work the same way as mortal men.