Love's True Path

Keela moaned as she rolled over. She'd slept... really, really hard. She felt stiff... and sore in unusual places. She didn't open her eyes yet, just lay there. This wasn't her bed. It was- "Oh dear Lord in Heaven!" She sat up, clapping a hand to her mouth, then look on either side of her where Asher and Jean-Claude lay. It was nearly sunset! She'd... she... a blush covered her from head to toe even as she smiled, carefully climbing out of the bed and picking up the various bits of clothing here and there before going to the bathroom for a bath.

Jean-Claude stirred, slowly blinking his ebony lashed eyes open. After a second to gain his bearings, he turned looking for Keela. He nearly panicked until he realized he could smell his bubble bath and hear her singing softly to herself. He smiled slowly, then looked where Asher lay in repose. Judging by the time, he himself had woken late, so Asher would be up shortly.

Asher gasped several minutes later as life flooded back into him. He smiled at Jean-Claude. "Should we leave her be and wait or join her?"

He laughed. "I say... we join her. After all, we must make sure that she is not too sore, non?"

"Oui." Asher rolled out of the bed and moved into the bathroom. Silently, he slid into bath. "Bon soir, ma bella."

Keela screamed, clapping a hand to her chest. Seeing Jean-Claude standing behind Asher, and the blonde in the tub, she glared, throwing the bath sponge at them. "You scared me!"

Asher laughed. "I am so very sorry, Keela."

Jean-Claude caught the sponge before it hit him in the thigh. "Je suis desole... we were simply lonely without you."

She pouted at them, though her eyes smiled. "Uh huh... I believe you..."

Asher pulled her against his body. "I simply could not go on if I did not come see you." He kissed her.

Jean-Claude slipped into the bath behind Keela, admiring the marks of their loving on her body as she kissed Asher back. "You two are so lovely together..."

Asher stroked Keela's back. "You are not too sore are you, love?"

She shook her head. "Not really. The warm water's helping, and I wasn't that sore to start with." She turned, smiled at Jean-Claude. "Good evening."

He laughed, brushing a kiss over her mouth. "Bon soir, Cherie. How long have you been awake?"

"Not long. I just got up... you guys can really wear a girl out." She teased.

"Us?" Asher said innocently.

"Yes, you two." She stretched, yawning. "Pardon me. And who else would I be referring to?"

Jean-Claude watched her body move with interest, not bothering to reply.

Asher kissed her in response.

Watching the two kiss again, Jean-Claude moved to kneel behind Keela, licking a slow line over her neck, making her gasp and shiver.

Keela wrapped her arms around Asher's neck, her hands in his hair.

"I love you." He told her suddenly.

Jean-Claude's eyes widened as he stared at Asher. "Mon Ami-"

She froze. "I... you don't know me... I..."

Asher blinked as he realized what he'd said. It was how he felt, but he hadn't been ready to tell her. "I..I am sorry." He removed her arms from his neck and left the room.

"Cherie..." Jean-Claude stood. "Please... stay here. I must make sure-"

Keela bit her lower lip, looking down. She felt evil. Asher said that, and she immediately. "I'm so sorry... I..."

"Please just wait." Jean-Claude kissed her forehead, and followed Asher into the other room. "Mon Chardonneret?"

"I shouldn't have said that. It was too soon." Asher was sitting on the bed with his face buried in his hands.

"Asher..." Sitting next to him, Jean-Claude began to rub the other man's best. "It is alright. We will make it alright, non? Keela simply... is not used to being loved, non?"

"What if I have scared her away? What if I ruin this? I could not forgive myself mon ami." He told the other vampire.

"I do not know, Asher. But we will make this work-" Jean-Claude looked up as Keela appeared, wrapped in a towel.

"I'm sorry... I... just wasn't expecting... I shouldn't have reacted like that. Do you want me to leave?" She hugged herself, feeling vastly stupid.

"Non. I am sorry. I did not mean to say that to you so soon. I will leave. I need to clear my head." Asher said as he got dressed.

Biting her lip, Keela moved to Asher's side, grabbing his hand. As he looked at her, she kissed him on the mouth. "Please... don't be sorry. I'm surprised, not offended. Amazed... If you love me.... that's... I don't have a word for it."

Jean-Claude smiled.

Asher blinked away tears. "I didn't not mean to startle you. It is unlike me to speak without thinking, but when I am around you..."

She hugged him. "When you're around me...?"

Lounging on the bed, Jean-Claude waited for Asher's fears to be calmed. It seemed that they had chosen very wisely indeed...

"I cannot think straight." Asher told her.

She smiled, her cheeks heating. "Well... while I might not be in love with you... either of you..." She glanced at Jean-Claude, then looked back at Asher, "I think I will be. I know I will be. You're both amazing."

Standing and hugging her from behind, Jean-Claude smiled. "Merci, Cherie."

Asher kissed her. "I am glad that we have found you."

"I am too." She gasped as Jean-Claude grabbed her, lifting her into his arms.

"Come Asher. Back to the tub." He smirked.

Asher nodded and undressed again. He followed them into the bathroom.

Keela blinked. "I'm clean though-"

"That is the point. We have plans to fix that problem." Jean-Claude quipped.

The blonde vampire laughed. "Oui. We have many plans for you."

She quirked a brow as Jean-Claude eased into the tub, with her still in his arms.. "Oh? Like...?"

"You'll have to wait to find out." Asher purred.

"What if I don't want to wait?" She smirked, pushing her hair back as Jean-Claude traced a design on her back with nimble fingers.

"Then we shall have to teach you patience..."

"And so much more." The blonde vampire sank into the water.

Keela glanced over her shoulder at him. "And how do you plan on doing this?" She gasped as Jean-Claude occupied himself with kissing her neck.

"With tender loving care." Asher watched Jean-Claude's mouth work.

He paused. "Cherie, may we but take a few mouthfuls of blood from you? It will suffice us for the day, and allow you to be pleasured by us all the more..." He felt Keela's breath hitch, and smelled the scent of arousal on her skin.

"If that's what you want..." She swallowed, shifting in his lap.

Asher moved to Keela. "If he feeds from you neck may I feed from your femoral artery?" He asked her.

"If you'd like..." She glanced around the tub. "How'll you do it in here...?"

Jean-Claude turned her to face Asher, licking along the rim of her ear. He was too preoccupied with her body to respond.

Asher lifted her hips and ran his tongue across her inner thigh.

Keela shuddered as they held her suspended, for some reason trusting them not to drop her- or drain her. "Oh..."

Jean-Claude laughed. "Oh." Rolling her, he sank his fangs into her neck as Asher sank his into her thigh. Asher moaned as her blood filled his body.

She cried out, overwhelmed with pleasure. She couldn't even think as they drank.

Asher pulled back before he drank too much from her.

She was soaked in desire, her body aching as Jean-Claude pulled back, meeting Asher's gaze. "Mon Ami, you tease... you did not let her orgasm..."

"I did not want to lose myself and take too much." He kissed her. "Do you forgive me?

She kissed him back, unable to think of something to say. "I do believe..." Jean-Claude cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers, "That was a yes... so long as you help with the problem."

Keela jerked her mouth from Asher's, kissing Jean-Claude.

Asher grabbed her hips. "It is only fair that you make love to her since I had the pleasure last night."

Jean-Claude smirked. "I was not thinking of rushing so, Mon Ami..." He rocked his hardness against Keela, who moaned.

"Please..."

Asher kissed Keela. "I want to watch you two."

"Tell me what to do to her, Asher... how to tease her." Jean-Claude turned Keela in his lap, gasping as she began to kiss his neck and chest in seconds.

He shuddered. "I am not thinking straight, Jean-Claude." He said huskily.

"How do you mean?" The black haired man quirked a brow, slipping a finger into Keela's wetness from behind.

"How can I form rational thoughts when I am looking at the two of you together?"

Ducking her head, she sucked Jean-Claude's nipple into her mouth.

"Mon Ami, I'm sure you shall manage... tell us..." Jean-Claude pulled Keela's mouth to his own.

Their lips had barely brushed, when Jean-Claude's eyes widened, and he stood, knocking Keela back into the water and leaving her spluttering. "Jason!" Grabbing his robe, he moved from the tub. "Shayne has attacked him!"

Asher helped Keela out of the tub. He kissed her, grabbed some pants and took off after Jean-Claude.

Jason was laying in a bed, fighting to breathe. Shayne had come out of nowhere and attacked him after work. He had stabbed him in the chest with a silver knife and cut him up.

"Mon Pomme!" Jean-Claude bent over the bed, pushing the others from the way. He ignored the blood on Nathaniel, knowing it was Jason's. "Jason, you need to turn... it will help you heal." He looked at Nathaniel. "Has anyone called Caleb?"

The leopard shook his head, staring at the blood pouring from Jason.

"C-can't..." Jason managed as spit up some blood. His chest burned.

Swearing again, Jean-Claude smoothed a hand over Jason's brow, forcing the change.

The wolf cried out, the sound inhuman as his wolf was ripped out of his body. Jason collapsed onto the bed.

Seeing that Jason was alright for the moment, he looked at Nathaniel. "Call Richard and his Lupa- then Caleb and Micah. I am through playing games with Shayne. He has just made a very big mistake."

Nathaniel nodded and went to make the calls. Jean-Claude's voice had scared him then. He'd never heard such a tone from him, and he prayed he'd never hear it in reference to himself.