The Vampire’s Servant
Chapter 67

[Echo]

Later that night, Victor joined Gray and me in my room. I was hoping this was going to become a nightly ritual as they both started kissing and touching me. It felt heavenly. This time it was Gray behind me, touching in my panties, and sucking on my neck. The tingles of the mate bond made his touches all the more pleasurable.

Victor didn't focus on my chest as much as Gray did. He touched me there, and was wonderful at it. He seemed to be more focused on watching Gray's hand. Victor pulled my nightgown up and kissed and licked over my stomach. From time to time, he would pull back and watch my face while his fingers trailed over my thighs. He worshipped my whole body while Gray focused in one spot.

Where Gray was silently attending to one spot, Victor murmured things to me. He told me how beautiful I was, how much he loved me, how soft my skin was. Each bit of praise was followed by a kiss somewhere. I felt my whole body heating when he pulled my nightgown up, over my chest, and gently teased the tip of my b****t with his tongue. Gray held me still as he watched me try to writhe in his grasp.

They didn't stop at the first big one this time. They kept going until my legs were too weak to stand and I could barely breathe. This time, Victor carried me to the bed. I held onto him tiredly. He laid in the bed with me, giving me kisses on the cheek and ear. I moaned a little as he nibbled the outer edge of my ear.

"I can't stay with you tonight, princess. Will you forgive me?" Victor asked.

"You have to work. I understand. You took time off to look for me and take care of me. I can't make you take more time for me. Once everything is settled, you'll have more time for me." I smiled.

"I don't like how that sounds. It's not that I don't have time for you, sweetheart. I love you and want to be with you every moment of the night, even if you were sleeping." He said.

I put my hand on his chest and turned toward him. He was looking at me so tenderly. I knew what he was saying was true, but I was fine. He was working hard and I loved his dedication to his territory. I wanted him to keep being the kind of leader I admired. Victor had given up so much of his work to take care of me and to find me. I didn't feel bad, because, now, I knew he wouldn't have been able to give his territory the attention it needed if he wasn't involved in finding me and making sure I was alright.

"I love the leader you are and how hard you work for your people. I admire everything about your dedication to them and to this territory. You set aside your dislike for werewolves to make alliances that would benefit the vampires you rule. You were my hero because of your work ethic and sense of honor. I admired you before I loved you and I'll continue to love and admire you no matter how caught up you are in your work." I told him, rubbing circles on his chest with my hand.

"How did you end up being so perfect for me? It's like you understand me completely and you just accept me. You never try to change me." He sighed.

"Why would I try to change you, Victor? If you need to change, you'll do it. I'll point out things that aren't good, and trust you to make the changes that need to happen. If you get out of hand, I'll just tell my papa and he'll make sure you make the changes." I winked. He managed to get paler than before. There was a chuckle from the door. Gray was leaning against the door frame in his pajamas. My eyes trailed slowly over his body. I could only think of the fact that he was all mine as well.

"I guess you have a good reason to listen to her now." Gray teased.

"You think you're safe from him just because you're not a vampire? At least he likes other vampires. The only werewolf he likes is Harmony. You can trust that my mind control and hypnotism are nothing compared to his." Victor turned and smirked at him. Gray shivered. "Yeah, Talia told me what Marius can do. I guess I should probably listen more to Echo's suggestions too."

"I would think that you two would listen because you love me." I huffed. "Not because you're scared of my sire."

"We will listen because we love you. Your sire is just a touch more incentive to take it seriously." Victor smiled. "I need to go now that Grayson is here. I'll be here when you wake up."

I let him go. He gave me a gentle kiss before getting out of bed and heading toward the door. Victor stopped and looked at Gray.

"Don't do anything she's not ready for." He ordered.

"I won't don't worry, dad. We're just going to cuddle and sleep. Promise." Gray smirked.

Victor shook his head and left the room, closing the door behind him. I would miss having him with me, but I knew it was for the best right now. He had things to take care of.

Gray got into the bed on the side he'd been sleeping in. I rolled to put my head on his chest like I did with Victor. It was so different. Gray's body was thicker and the heat of his skin warmed me. I could imagine he would be wonderful to cuddle with in the winter. I traced over the muscles in his stomach lazily. It reminded me of earlier with Victor. They were so different. I wondered if they were different down there too.

Nibbling my lip, I started moving my hand lower. Gray held his breath as I started tracing the waistline of his pajama pants. Like Victor, he didn't say anything until I started moving my fingers into his pants.

"Echo. I don't know if you should be doing that." He whispered in a husky voice.

"Just touching, Gray. I'm ready for this, don't worry. I want to feel you, like you felt me." I replied.

"Oh, goddess." Gray sighed.

I slid my hand lower until I reached my goal. He seemed just as thick as Victor, only a bit longer. I moved my hand over the hot, silky, skin. When I reached his tip, I could feel the difference. Where there was a bulge, but the continuation of skin on Victor, there was an abrupt ridge on Gray. My fingers wandered over it. Gray groaned as I followed the slope of it to the very top. The tip was damp and I rubbed my finger in circles around it.

I went to explore the other areas, like I had with Victor. I wanted to know everything. Already he was reacting differently. Victor barely moved and seemed like he was focusing entirely on the feeling of my hands. Gray was writhing and thrusting. He whimpered a little when I started going back down to feel his sack.

When I grasped it and started kneading him, Gray started panting a little. He spread his legs and his hand started stroking my back and pulling me closer to him.

"Do you like that, Gray?" I asked.

"Yes, I love when you touch my balls, Echo. Fuck, it feels so good." He moaned.

"Is this how I make you feel good like you do to me?"

"Almost. Sit up and give me your other hand." Gray said.

I did what he said. Gray put my other hand on his hard length. He showed me how to stroke it. He liked it differently than Victor. More pressure, a little faster motion. I continued to knead him as I went.

"Oh, angel. Your little hands are amazing." He groaned.

That made me smile. I loved making them feel as good as they made me feel. It made me focus more on touching him and making him moan. After a while, Gray stopped my hands.

"I have to go, angel. This is the messy part, and I don't think either of us is ready to deal with that." Gray murmured.

I pulled my hands from his pants and he hurried off to the bathroom. Sitting on the bed, I assessed how different my mates were. Gray was rougher and liked stronger touches and kisses. Victor was gentle and preferred soft touches. Where Victor liked watching me with Gray, Gray actually growled softly the entire time he and Victor were touching me together tonight.

They both had different focuses and methods when touching me, too. It was strange. I had never thought anyone would love me like this, now I had two very different men who loved me. They wanted me and they wanted my happiness.

-

Gray came back in the room and gathered me to him when he got in the bed. I had so many questions, but I didn't know what to say to him. I just wanted to know everything.

"That was amazing, angel. Thank you." He whispered. "I love when you touch me."

"Thank you for letting me. I want to learn everything I can. I... umm... have a question." I replied.

"What's your question, angel?" Gray asked.

"I did something like that with Victor earlier and they felt different. I was wondering why. And if that was alright, or if I need to do something else the next time." I said.

"Oh, goddess. The next time." He moaned. "I can't wait for the next time, angel. To answer your other question, each man is different there. Some are bigger, some are smaller, some bend in different ways. Is... uh... is he bigger than me? I mean, he's seen me naked because I've shifted in front of him, but I haven't and... it's a guy thing, you know."

"I don't know how to answer that." I blushed.

"We should change the subject. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you." Gray chuckled nervously. "What do you want to do tomorrow?"

"Dillon wants to take me shopping. He said something about a makeover this morning, then I heard him and Amy talking about my clothes and he told me he wanted to go shopping and buy me new stuff." I sighed.

"You don't like shopping?" He asked.

"It's not that. I just never really went shopping with anyone, except Drew. He didn't like anything I picked and told me I shopped strangely. It was difficult. I didn't want to cause problems and this seems like a pretty big hassle." I admitted. "What if he gets annoyed with me?"

Gray hugged me tightly. "He won't, angel. Just do what he says and try on all the clothes he picks out. Dil is cool. Is Claude going, too?"

"Dillon said that Jean-Claude is useless in stores and just gets bored and starts huffing and sighing."

"Maybe he can show me some of those bear fighting moves. You know he's been trained by werebears for like eight or nine months? It's so cool." He laughed. "Werebears?" I asked.

"Yeah. There are a lot of different types of shapeshifters in the world. Bears, wolves, foxes, lions, tigers, even deer, elk, and moose."

"That sounds like a lot." I replied.

"There are millions of shapeshifters out in the world." Gray said.

"How many vampires are there?" I asked.

"I have no clue. It's something vampires keep quiet. I would probably say at least a few hundred thousand, maybe one million, not much more than that. They had a hard time early on. Nothing like witches, but there were hunts in Europe for vampires and werewolves forever ago. For the witches, it's more recent history. There was a woman killed for being a witch back in the fifties or sixties. If you take into account all the people that consider witchcraft to be evil, they get more discrimination than wolves do. Not everyone is cool with vampires either. A lot of people think they're evil too. We're all monsters to the humans. That's why hunters still exist and there are some businesses that are anti-supernatural." Gray explained.

"Hunters hate you just for being a werewolf. They hate Victor just for being a vampire. Does that mean they hate me too?" I wondered in a soft voice.

"I promise, angel. I will never let hunters get you. I'll keep you safe forever."

"For the rest of your life.... Not forever, Gray. I could live forever, but I'm going to lose you one day." I sniffled.

"Shh, angel. Echo. I love you. You are my happy ever after. I'll talk to Victor and we'll figure out how to keep me alive. I don't want you worrying about this. We have years and years to figure it out." He whispered, stroking my hair.

I cried. The idea of losing either of them tore my heart in two. I loved both of them so much. Gray held me while I cried and he tried to soothe me. The door opened while I was sobbing into his chest.

"What happened?" Victor demanded.

"She remembered that I won't live forever." Gray replied quietly.

"Princess. If Gray wants to stay with you, I can show you how to make him into your servant. If he is fine with having an unnaturally long life, we can make that happen. Not everyone is fit for that sort of life. Let's wait and see when you're older. Werewolves age slowly. He doesn't have to decide for decades yet. Don't be sad." Victor insisted.

"W-what if he d-doesn't want that?" I cried.

"I do want that. We'll figure out how to make me your human servant. I'll stay with you and Victor. I'll take care of you both during the day. Please stop crying." Gray pled. "Y-you're only saying that so I'll stop crying."

"Echo, I swear. I'm saying it because I want to be with you, not because you're crying. I just hate when you cry. I always want you to be happy with me." Gray said softly.

I felt movement behind me and Victor's body pressed against mine. He rubbed my back making soothing sounds. This was how I was going to be happiest. Having both of them with me. Never being alone again.

"Mark me." I said softly. "I want you both to mark me."