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Elora

The soothing sensation of Lucifers big hand rubbing through my hair woke me up from deep sleep. I'm not sure how I know it's him, but I do.

I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, I feel heavy. I cuddled further into his stomach, my cheek resting against his hard tummy.

"Elora?" I heard Dane whisper from somewhere in the room. I wanted to respond, but I couldn't. I just want to sleep. "Is she awake?" He asked.

"Not quite," Lucifer answered. "It's strange, being able to feel her feelings. I know why she sleeps so much, now," he sounded thoughtful.

"You can feel her exhaustion?" Theo added. "I didn't know that was possible."

"I can feel everything."

After several minutes of silence, I willed my eyes to open. I blinked a few times, my eyes adjusting to the bright light coming in through the windows. I quickly realized that I'm laying on top of Lucifer in the living room, his hands still gently rubbing through my hair. I like that.

I lifted my head, gazing up at Lucifer. His jaw line is very sharp, and I like it. It makes him look like a sculpture.

His eyes shifted down to me and he tilted his head. He didn't say anything, but I'm okay with that. With Lucifer, I don't feel like he ever has to say much to get his point across.

I used my arms as leverage and sat up. I blinked slowly once I was sat on my own bottom with my back against the sofa. The room spun for a second and my head pulsed, "Woah," I gasped, putting my hand to my head. My body feels weird.

On one hand, I feel relaxed and satisfied, especially in my girly parts. But I'm freezing cold, and my body feels weak.

I'm still wearing my pink dress, but with Felix's white shirt from earlier over it. I squinted at my wrist, seeing four little puncture wounds. What is that? I touched it and winced. That small of a wound shouldn't be that tender.

My eyes wondered to my other wrist, seeing the same wounds on that one too.

I looked up at Lucifer who watched me closely, studying me. "What is this?" I asked.

Lucifer glanced at my wrists and thigh before he gave me a pointed look, "You know what they are."

I pushed my eyebrows together and looked down at my thigh. I pulled the dress up a bit- remembering I'm still not wearing undies. I widened my eyes, seeing another set of puncture wounds on my inner thigh.

Quin, Eugene, and Dane. They bit me! My mouth dropped open in shock as I looked at Lucifer again. I couldn't believe it, they drank from me without even asking.

I guess it felt really good at the time, but I don't know if I'm okay with this. It hurts now, and they're not supposed to do that. Especially at a time like that, when my mind was already foggy.

Is that why I feel so bleh, because they drank my blood. Oh I'm mad. I'm so mad. Not only did they do that, but it's not even an even number of bites. It's three. I hate three more than anything. What the heck.

I looked up, seeing Duke and Dane enter the living room. Duke gave me a bright smile, "Have a nice nap?" He asked.

Yes. But I'm not going to admit that.

My gaze shifted to Dane and I couldn't help but glare. Out of everyone, I would think he'd be the last to do that. Honestly, I didn't think any of them would do that to me. But it's really surprising that Dane, a doctor, who's morals are slightly more aligned with my own, would do this.

Dane stopped walking and looked confused, "You look upset?"

Well no duh! I opened my mouth to complain, but I was quickly cut off.

"I can make it even for you, if you'd like," Lucifer offered in my mind.

I widened my eyes at him, seeing him give me a warning look. Is he crazy? I don't want to be bitten again, that's the entire point I want to make. Yes, it's irritating that there's three and not an even number, but I can live with that. I'd be lying if I wasn't intrigued by the idea of having Lucifers hot mouth on me though. "No... get out of my head," I mumbled.

Dane was quickly in front of me, kneeling by the sofa, "What's wrong, angel?" He asked, his calm eyes pouring into mine. Stupid charming devil, I'm still mad at him no matter how oohlala he is.

I looked between his eyes, before I sighed, holding my wrists out, "You bit me," I pouted.

He didn't bother looking down at my wrists, probably knowing first hand what they look like. He slowly nodded, placing his hand on my knee. "And you're not okay with that?" He concluded.

In what world would I be okay with that. "Not really, no."

Duke looked guilty, but his eyebrows stayed knotted like he don't understand. "Why not?"

I shrugged. Im not sure, because it did feel really good. But now, it feels icky. "Im not a snack," I exclaimed.

Dane fought back a smirk, "Debatable; but we can argue that later," he dismissed. I blushed, looking away from him. "How about this," he started, "We won't bite you again, until you ask us to," he decided.

I pushed my eyebrows together, thinking it's silly. "I'll never ask you to," I gave him a pointed look.

Dane gave Lucifer and Duke a knowing look that I didn't understand. He gave me a small smile, "Your cake is ready, are you hungry?" He asked.

I widened my eyes, remembering that it's still my birthday. I nodded eagerly, "Obviously!" I stood up, but my body pulsed quickly, and I felt my head become fuzzy. I got really dizzy before Dane caught me in his arms.

"Careful, you lost too much blood," Dane mumbled, a remorseful expression taking over his features.

Dane walked me into the kitchen where my big four tear chocolate cake was waiting for me on the counter. Yum! I smiled, seeing all my guys in the kitchen, standing around the counter- probably to wish me a happy birthday. Everyone except Quin.

I pushed my eyebrows together, my smile fading. Something feels weird.

I leaned against the counter next to Felix and Theo, "When's Quin coming down?" I asked, hoping he's just upstairs.

Theo gave Felix a quick glance before he gave me a sorry looking smile, "Sweetheart, Quin had to go into the office for the rest of the day," he explained.

My shoulders slumped, "On my birthday?" I asked. This isn't right, they never work on my birthday. I can't possibly let them sing happy birthday and eat cake without Quin. This was supposed to be my first birthday in years with all of them. I bit my lip, "Well, we can wait for him to come home, right?" I thought.

Theo looked around uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his head. Yummy bicep.

Duke wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his chest from behind. "I'm sorry, baby. You're going to have to have a slice with him tomorrow," he said softly.

Nope, I don't like that. Quin made this cake for me, like he does every year. It's special to me, and I'm just going to wait for him. I grabbed the glass cover and placed it over the cake, "No."

Felix narrowed his eyes at me, "You're saying no to sugar?"

I folded one of my arms across my stomach, "It's not right that he's not here, so for now, yes," I explained.

Lucifer pressed his lips together, looking disappointed, eyeing the cake. And Felix wants to tease me about being a sweet tooth.

Eugene sighed, shaking his head, "You only asked for two things. A big ass cake and for all of us to be here," he sounded upset as he gave everyone a calculating look.

I watched them look between one another, obviously doing that mind link thing. Dukes hold on me slightly tightened, and their cautious behavior had me putting the pieces together.

I remember them saying Quins name and telling him to stop, that must have been when he bit me. I don't think Eugene and Dane took much, and Quin must have found it difficult to stop. That's why I'm so dizzy. It makes the most sense, especially if I recall what happened when I was a kid. He licked that knife and went crazy.

"Quin isn't working, is he?" I hinted.

Lucifers gaze shifted to me. He leaned against the counter, playing with his chain necklace with his thumb. "No. He's chained to the wall in the basement," he deadpanned.

My mouth fell open, and my blood-or whats left of it- ran cold. I shouldn't have asked any questions. I'd much rather believe he's in some big office. Not chained to a wall like an animal... not my Quin. Guilt filled me, "Because of me?" I looked up at him with wide eyes.

Lucifer softly shook his head, kneeling in front of me, "No, Elora. Quin is down there because he's choosing to be. He requested to be kept away till morning," he explained, his big hand holding the back of my thigh.

Quin is punishing himself? I don't understand why he would do this. Does he think he'd hurt me if he didn't lock himself up? I know he wouldn't. He obviously struggles with my blood, but i know in my heart he wouldn't hurt me.

Lucifer cocked an eyebrow at me, his demeanor changing from soothing to stern, "Now, be a good girl for me and eat your cake-"

"But Quin-"

"Quin ate something much more delicious than a cake, I promise he doesn't mind," he gave my thigh a quick slap, telling me not to argue.

I blushed, remembering how amazing Quins mouth felt on me. I guess if Quin really doesn't mind... I shyly looked away from Lucifer and at my wonderful cake. I smiled, "Okay Luci, but you have to bring him a slice," I compromised.

Felix chuckled, and I saw Theo casually cover his mouth, hiding his sly smile.

Lucifer stood up, towering over me, an amused grin also on his lips, "Luci?" He repeated, the nickname sounding like poison on his tongue.

I nodded. It makes him sound softer, I guess. Lucifer is literally the devils name, and I've never cared much for that. Luci is cute.

He chuckled, his laugh now and threatening. I've never heard him laugh! He firmly grabbed my cheeks, pulling my face close to his, making me stretch on my tip toes.

Duke let go of me, and Lucifer pulled me flush against him. I gasped as his lips roughly crashed into mine. He controlled every aspect of the kiss, and I couldn't be happier.

His tongue parted my lips, and I blushed, starting to feel hot again. I felt the eyes of my other guys watching, and that shockingly only made me wet, not embarrassed.

Lucifer caught my tongue between his teeth and bit it, hard. I moaned against his mouth, feeling him suck and lick my tongue before he pulled away, leaving me a panting mess.

His face was an inch from mine as he watched me with bright red eyes, "If you ever call me Luci again, I'll bite your tongue off," he threatened, but his voice sounded sweet.

His threat didn't scare me, it made my stomach erupt with butterflies, confusing me. My heart hammered against ku chest as I slowly nodded, feeling hazy from the kiss and loss of blood.

Lucifer stood to his full height, his hand that held my cheeks moved to touch my lips, "I prefer daddy."

I smiled up at him, thinking the name suits him. I'd do anything to make him happy, even if I do think it's a bit strange. "Okay, daddy," I said sweetly.