Chapter 3 - Questions Answered and a Romp on the Beach
Dinner was wonderful. Forget the lust curse/nourish their cocks so that they live to see another day thing for a sec, and I could actually see myself being really good mates with these people. They were witty, intelligent, decent human beings, who were a lot of fun to be with.
Bliss was hilarious, and if her brothers needed me, why shouldn't I help them? Most people would perform first aid to try and save a life. Is this not the same thing? If a man lay dying and you knew that you could save him, surely it was your moral obligation to do so.
Dear lord, this situation was messing with my head. I wasn't the sort of girl who ever thought she'd sleep with more than one man at the same time. Sure, in my dreams weird shit like that happens all the time, but come on, for real? Imagine if I meet "the one," and he wasn't one of the Almacolz. I suppose four isn't that big a number, but if I stayed at court, the number may be significantly higher. Would I be fucking every unattached erection? Because just by being erect, those men were in danger, unless they followed through, and they could only do so with a woman who could take it. For whatever reason, I was one of those women who could... but yeah, imagining telling my future husband that for however many years I made random men cum... I'm not sure I'd still want to marry me.
I exhaled and Lance asked me if I was all right. I assured him that I was. He was born into this lifestyle. He'd seen his fellow cursed men die. For him, there was no other way, so how could he even begin to understand my doubts?
"How are you feeling?" One of my new friends would ask me periodically. "Do you need anything? What can we get you?" They were so attentive, it was almost embarrassing, but they'd made me feel so welcome, so at home.
When Oscar suggested that I speak to their mother about any qualms I might have, I was on the verge of just saying yes, and not just to Lance. They were perfect, all of them. Each one of these guys was the sort of man my mother would want me to bring home one day, but if I brought home all four, she'd probably disown me.
After dinner, Lance suggested that we go for a walk on the private beach. He probably meant alone, but the others didn't take the hint.
"It's a warm night, why don't we skinny dip?" Bliss suggested cheekily.
"I don't think our guest is ready for that Bliss," Edgar replied before turning to me. "Know this Allegra, we will never ask you to do anything that you are uncomfortable with. And we would never force ourselves on you -"
"Don't make promises we may not be able to keep, Ed," Lance cut him off.
"Lance, what do you mean by that?" I asked nervously.
"Only that the will to live is stronger than rationality. I begged you this afternoon. Yes, it ended well, but if you had denied me, that would have been my second rejection on my third day without ejaculating. How many men would even risk a third rejection on a day three? I can't promise you that I'd be that brave, that I'd remain a gentleman and not just jump the very next woman who came along, because if that woman then says no, I'm dust. You need to understand that, Allegra. We are like incubi, deny us long enough and the cursed ones can kill."
"Has that... Does that ever happen?"
"Not so much in this century, but accidents have happened." Bliss said sadly. I was once out cold for ten days because one of my lovers had gone too long without coming."
"If we go too long without, we become more and more frenzied when we finally do. We begin to lose our humanity, we act like the demons of lust that the witch who first cursed us expected us to be," Gerard clarified.
"Quite honestly, I don't understand how you're still standing," Oscar admitted. "After Lance's and my stupidity you should be paralytic right now. I'm, well... I'm in awe of you. The only woman who has ever managed a feat like that is the Queen, our mother."
"I don't know what to say." I truly didn't.
"Say, you'll stay the whole weekend." Oscar smiled sweetly. "You've already told us that you don't work weekends. You're up to date with your uni assignments and you admit to having zero social life. Here we are in an idyllic paradise in the Mediterranean. Live a little. No pressure, no demands for sex. Just stay. Get to know your new friends because at the very least, that's what you will always be. You saved our brother's life and for that alone, we will always love you."
"Here, here," said Gerard.
"Well said," said Edgar.
"Please," said Bliss.
"That would make me, all of us so happy," said Lance.
How could I refuse. I knew in that moment that I would not be a virgin come Monday morning. I also wondered how long I could resist the other brothers. If I give myself to Lance, why shouldn't I give myself to the others.
"But I don't have any other clothes with me." I realised.
"Clothing is optional her," Bliss remarked.
"BLISS!" Lance finally snapped.
"It's fine Lance." I chuckled "I'm not quite there yet, Bliss. Perhaps I could borrow something to wear."
Bliss stared at my DD chest and then pointed at her modest peaks. "Just out of interest, what are your measurements in inches? she asked, before adding "You're like a screen goddess from the Golden age of Hollywood with that hourglass figure. I'm more 1920s flapper so um..."
She had a point. "38, 26, 36," I said with a cringe.
"Allegra, you're perfection!" Bliss exclaimed.
The boys were looking me up and down hungrily. "Not going to argue for once," Lance mumbled.
"I've always thought I was a bit on the chubby side." I shrugged.
"NO!" The boys answered in unison.
"You'll need a bit of meat on your bones if you're going to be fucking my brothers or else you'll be skeletal," Bliss said bluntly. "I lost almost ten pounds after my first creaming session. But fucking thirty men over twelve hours will do that to you. We actually need to do weight training so we dont get muscle wasting."
"Don't scare her Bliss!" Edgar roused before Lance could.
"What's a creaming?" I asked. It sounded both dirty and delicious at the same time.
"It's when the girls publicly lose their virginity," Lance explained.
"Oh? When is that?" I asked nervously.
"When you first fuck is based entirely on maturity. I decided I was ready at sixteen." Bliss said. "But if a creaming is to be public, you have to be eighteen."
"And your mother, the Queen was fine with her daughter being publicly screwed?" I didn't mention that mine would have had a seizure.
"If course! It is a celebration, a coming if age. It is our way. We don't view sex as dirty or taboo and we rejoice in any pregnancies that may result.
"Unlike other women, the cursed ones don't fall pregnant easily. It's weird, and this is why many of our historians believe that the witch intended to turn the initial five into incubi who are unable to procreate on their own; while cursed sperm has incredible medicinal properties, our men are shooting blanks most of the time. It is very hard for us to actually fall pregnant with one-on-one sex, and yet group sex has a one in four chance of producing a multiple birth. Most of the cursed are twins, occasionally triplets. Mother showed everyone just how unique she is by giving birth to both a set of twins and a set of triplets. She did not begin to conceive until her early thirties. Even though Lance and I shared a womb, we have different fathers. We all do, but it really doesn't matter. As far as we're concerned, we simply have eight dads."
"Oh, crap you can't use condoms can you?" I should have asked this question earlier.
"No. One of the reasons we can't always come three times in three days. No one with any sense is going to let a total stranger ejaculate inside them," Lance said.
"Yet, that is what you're asking me to do," I pointed out.
"Yeah," Lance said. "There is zero risk of getting an STD. Our sperm kills them."
"I could still get pregnant." I argued.
Lance beamed at me. "And what a blessing that would be, if it actually happened, but highly unlikely. You're what, eighteen?"
"Yes, I'm not 19, for another six months," I replied.
"We haven't had anyone younger than twenty eight give birth in over seventy years," Bliss responded. "And that's globally. I'm privy to the records as it is the job of the royal family to keep them up to date. I'd say it is extremely unlikely, but if it happened, we'd welcome it as a miracle and you would be supported throughout."
"My parents, well my mother really, my dad is passed, my mother may actually disown me. I'm not even kidding. She's fanatically religious."
