The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Book 2)

EXTRA - part 5

One month later

For some reason, your usually-blurred, uneventful dreams kept remembering that night the Lost Boys had tried to kidnap you in plain sight. You could still remember the malicious glint in David's eye, the protective gaze of Dwayne, the angry, sexy smile from Paul and the Cheshire Cat chuckle from Marko.

"Why can't I get you off my mind?" You sighed, becoming sexually frustrated from just thinking about them.

"Who?" Alan rolled over to face you.

"Those..." You didn't want to say their names. "...boys."

Alan's blanket was tossed beside you and light poured in from the hallway as he trekked to Edgar's bedroom across the hall, conversing with him on the situation and he returned with a tight-lipped smile. "You're going to say we're crazy and cliche, but it may be true."

"Well? Spit it out, Frog." You sat up on your makeshift bed.

"We believe they may be your soulmates." Edgar barged into the room only wearing boxers and you almost forgot to look away. "But it's just a guess."

"That would make sense." You reached for your bag, hoping that your favorite store would be open at this time of day and you grinned. "Can you drive me somewhere? I've got a nefarious plan I need to put in order." You tossed your covers off and forgot you had removed your shirt, so you crossed your arms and quickly tugged your sweatshirt on, avoiding the awkward stares from the boys.

"What's this plan you have?" Alan prodded for answers.

"If you two weren't sixteen, I'd tell you." They gave you a hurt look. "I'm barely eighteen and shouldn't be getting into this, but I am. I promise it'll work."

-W-

You didn't actually believe it would work, but you were determined to get revenge and showing them your true Dom side was in order.

You hefted your gym bag filled with goodies down the rickety wooden steps and stepped into the cave, setting it down to take a full look around to scope out where everything was going to take place. The fires were still lit and you maliciously smiled. They were still here. Good.

Paul was the first one to find you innocently perched on David's throne and he almost purred at the sight of your outfit. It was all leather and tight on your curvy form.

"You here to finish us off? Four against one, dear. The odds aren't looking the best." He smirked, curious as to why you were in their personal living space.

"Fighting's too much work." You dance the tips of your fingers along your stomach. "I had different plans for you...boys." You purred, watching his expression darken and perk up as David grabs you by the arm, leaping away as he's shocked (literally) by your touch.

"What are you doing here?" He growled.

"I decided I didn't want to fight. Is that so bad?" You invited him into your space and drew his face down to yours, leaving a chaste kiss in his stone-cold lips and pulled away, leaving him wanting more. "I brought a few goodies to show you how I really am in bed." You plucked two buttons from David's trench coat and cheekily danced away to sort through your bags as Dwayne and Marko joined the very turned-on Boys.

You were in charge now.

-W-

All four boys gaped their mouths open like a fish once you'd gotten them corralled into David's room.

Marko didn't know what to say as he was handcuffed to the bedpost and stripped bare of his clothes, followed by the Boys being chained as your brushed your whip against each chest.

Dwayne closed his eyes momentarily as you straddled his hard erection and opened once again to find himself sheathed within you. You kept yourself from grinning like an idiot when David impatiently growled. He was stiff and it was clear he was trying to get off on you riding Dwayne.
You unsheathed from the quiet vampire and bent down to unlock one of his handcuffs. "Good boy." You left a patient kiss on his cheek and he smiled.

Just to piss David off more, you licked Marlo's cock before deep-throating him and riding Paul at the same time before stalking to the leader who couldn't wait to get his hands on you.

"You owe me."

"I owe you for nothing. Nothing at all." You gasped when he ripped the handcuffs off and tossed them to the side.

"Boys, it's time." He nodded to them and took full control.

Your evening was eventful and you woke up in the morning wrapped in their arms.

Interesting love story, am I right?