Dani

Ben:

Thump... Thump… Thump...

“Dude, enough with the damn ball.” Elias swiped the twirling neon yellow stress ball from the air, clasping my hands together with a head tilt, snarling out a hiss looking up from the office floor.

“Dude, give it back. It’s the only thing keeping me focused and not jerking my dick until it’s “Bloody” raw.” Sitting up sharply with my arms draped over my knees as Chris and Roger, skimmed through the liquor reports for the past week with their neon highlighters bouncing between their fingers erratically.

“STOP! All of you.” Elias launched the ball at the wall, slapping the bouncing highlighters from Chris and Roger’s hands with a clicking slap as the ball stuck in the wall with crumbling drywall debris.

Elias seemed the most volatile as he paced wildly around the office, looking out at the empty club as the bartenders and servers prepped their stations before opening in less than an hour.

“How about you “four” take a double shot, go rub one out before you destroy the entire fucking place.” Dom walked in with a smiling Randi, setting down a tray of Sierra Silver Tequila doubles with fresh lime slices and salt, looking back at the stress ball stuck in the wall laughing shortly.

Don’t mind if I “Fucking” Do!

Licking my hand, sprinkling salt as my fingers balanced the shot glass with a wink, gulping down the smooth acid with a loud hiss. Licking the salt, shoving the lime slice between my puckered lips to add the citrus bite to sooth the burn that forced tears to poke at the corners of my eyes.

“Damn!” Shouting into the air as my brothers followed suit, slapping Dom on the shoulder with a smug smirk as my lungs exhaled the burning acid in a triumphant snarl.

“Such a great “Big Brother”.” Randi laughed sharply as he downed his own shot, sliding into the white leather sofa with a loud coughing laugh.

“So, what time is Maxine bringing “Elicia”?” Dom hummed her name, driving the stake further into my heart as my dick pressed angerly against my dark denim jeans.

Randi smiled smugly from the sofa as he swiped through his messages with a bright twinkle in his eye.

“On the way. Smiley face and not quite sure “what” this is supposed to mean. DAMN youngsters and their emoji Morse code.” Randi laughed loudly as he held up his phone, displaying an angel emoji then fire and a crying cat, instantly spitting out the tequila with my brothers as the throbbing raged an internal war on our throbbing dicks.

“Innocent, horny wet pussy.” Chris growled out, clenching to the edge of the walnut desk as he adjusted his crotch with a firm hand, looking over his shoulder with swirling black orbs.

Randi busted out laughing, dropping to his side on the sofa clenching his stomach in agony as tears plipped to the leather in laughter.

“Oh…that’s…a…good one.” He laughed out harder with Dom bent over in tears as we stood frozen in place, rubbing our temples that ached from our blood pressure rising.

Dom and our folks knew about our pasts with the Underground Fighting and our “darker” secret of self-torture and “Child Sex Trainers”. The Duke and Duchess used our “blood thirst” for fighting to help them break in their new recruits, nothing younger than ten being juveniles ourselves.

Elicia being so “innocent” made those unpleasant “demons” swirl to the surface with a vengeance, but it was that same “innocence” that held them at bay because she was our “mate”. Scaring and hurting her, would only lead us down a darker path that we tried extremely hard to avoid, and risk hurting the only “family” we had come to know.

Sensing my brothers internal wars only made the compulsion stronger, and earlier was an example of those inner “demons” scratching to break free.

Not realizing the house needed soundproofed because we only slept and lived at the villa, most of our encounters were here at the club in the hidden basement.

It worked nicely with the constant thumping of the club music to mask the animalistic noises that erupted from our “torturous play”. Hearing “her” pleasurable moans and breathless whispers mixed with her heart stopping arousal, sent us into an uncontrollable frenzy.

GROWL!!

Dom patted my shoulder firmly, yanking my ass back from the “primal” euphoria as we started laughing and passing another round of shots.

The club lights began to flash with the low bass thumps as DJ Sphinx, fired up his intro to get the bartenders and servers pumped for an eventful night. Growling out loudly as my brothers shared the same “irritation” with Randi and Dom laughing at our expense.

Tonight, we were going to have fun celebrating the New Moon before the Fall Equinox, which was technically Monday, but the club was closed Sunday and Monday nights and tomorrow was our folks anniversary, so Astrid and Ezra were in charge of the club as our head Bartenders and Managers.

This was like our “Labor Day” in the Supernatural Realm.

Randi stopped laughing as he looked at his phone again, smiling like Tim Curry with that mischievous glint in his eyes.

“She’s Here!” He jumped up squealing like a little girl, clapping his hands as he “poofed” away leaving us nervous wreaks with massive hard-ons and raging hormones.

Scrambling into the attached bathroom, feeling the slight buzz from the tequila as my bladder argued with the growing erection that popped to life as soon as I unzipped my jeans to piss.

“GOD DAMN IT!” Shouting in annoyance, wrangling the “monster” back into the confines of the denim prison as the guys howled in laughter from the office.

Smoothing out my jeans and black button down with a black muscle tank underneath.

“Very “Fucking” funny guys.” Growling out lowly, washing my hands with a quick look in the mirror, making sure my faded beard was clean and tight, tussling my locks a little to give it a damp wave.

“We almost “attacked” our mate then literally attacked Randi, because our hormones are on overdrive, so right now, laughing is our only option.” Roger flashed his megawatt shit eating grin as the bass switched lower into a dark, sexually charged “Rave” as the lights flashed and danced aggressively along the club.

“Ezra, make sure everyone has their “Glow Gear” and double check ID’s with wrist bands. This is one of our busiest events.” Elias leaned against the desk with the phone receiver to his ear, accepting another shot from Dom as we saluted to one another.

“Sphinx is on fire tonight.” Dom bobbed his head to the dark rhythm as Elias hung up the phone, pointing out to the V.I.P. Bar with a bright smile.

“We have “company”.” He linked happily, spinning away from the desk on hot heels as we “poofed” to the backstage behind Sphinx as he jumped and clapped to get the crowd pumped up with the switch over.

The club was packed within minutes of the doors opening with scantily cladded women painted in glow paint and prowling males with lust stricken eyes that reflected the black lights and dancing LED strobes. Snaking through the jiving crowd of heated bodies as tender fingers, slid along my abdomen, retching at the revolting scent of licorice.

“Long time no see, Ben.” Dani’s nauseating sweet voice, killed the slight buzz I had going in an instant, along with the throbbing ache in my groin.

“Dani.” Replying curtly as my brothers disappeared into the wild crowd of glowing bodies, leaving me trapped with this “mistake”.

Turning away to head over to the bar, feeling her hands slipping down my hips to my groin with a firm cupping of the deflated mass. Halting her hands from doing anything else as she launched into my arms, planting her nasty licorice tainted lips on mine as Elicia appeared with a bright smile, quickly weakening under the black lights as her eyes turned a bright hue of blue.

Shoving Dani away with firm hands, wiping my lips free of her nasty taste as Bristol appeared like a ninja dressed in all black.

“Sorry Boss. She slipped past the side door.” He grabbed her slender arm as she struggled to break free of his grip, elbowing him in the ribs with a snarling growl.

“LET GO!” Her voice was drowned out by the heavy bass, kicking and screaming as they disappeared into the dancing lights casted in heavy shadows, turning quickly in disappointment as my “Butterfly” drifted through the massive crowd.

“How the “Fuck” did Dani get in here?” Elias growled in our link, weaving through the thumping bodies drench in thin layers of sweat and raging arousals.

“She slipped past the side door guard.” Snarling out in our link as a tall brunette, grabbed my hand quickly shaking her free with a “warning” growl as Elicia’s strong scent lingered heavily in the air.

“Where’s Elicia?” Chris chirped in, scanning the darkened room as her scent weaved and floated through the nauseating aroma of alcohol and bodily fluids.

“BEN!” Snapping my head around as Maxine waded through the glowing wave of bodies, followed closely by Randi and Rex with concerned expressions.