The Sharpest Blade (My Vampire System Fan-Fic)

He looked at her in disbelief. Could she really be serious? A dark smile found its way to Sil's face. Suddenly a bright light shone in his chest, and he reached up as a book materialized for him to grab. Bliss watched wide eyed, as he flipped through a few pages until he found what he was looking for. Closing the book with a snap, he placed it back into the bright light and it slowly faded away and just like the light, it was gone.

Sill asked her with a half smirk. "Are you sure this is what you want?" As he moved to the side of the bed he took her hand in his pulling her with him. He stood up and pulled her up as well. He planted a soft seductive kiss on her lips. As he pulled away slowly she opened her eyes just in time to see movement on either side of him.

Her mouth fell open in shock. In front of her now, were three identical Sil's. All three stark naked, and at full attention. She felt slightly dizzy. Sil reached out, seeing her sway. "Woah, hey, if you've changed your mind, we can just forget it." He looked genuinely concerned, all fiendish ideas quickly gone from his mind. Sil helped her to the bed. He sat down next to her and rubbed her shoulders gently.

Bliss groaned in pleasure at the pressure from his strong hands on her neck. "No, no, I am fine." She smiled at him. He actually was kind of sweet, how gentle and caring he had become.

She felt a hand on her calf and turned to see another Sil massaging her leg while the third quickly placed his hands on the other. She looked from one Sil to the next. A heat suddenly rose in her chest.

"I am sure, this is what I want. It was just surprising, that's all." She placed her hand on his thigh. Turning to face him, she looked him in the eyes. "I promise. I want it. I want you—" Bliss looked around at all three Sil's. "I want all of you."

A fire now raging between her thighs, she reached out, grabbing the hand of the Sil to her left. She placed his hand on her thigh. Then she reached out for the Sil holding her right leg, and did the same. All three Sil's grew visibly excited, a fact that was apparent as their naked bodies gave the truth away. She returned her gaze to the real Sil, leaning in for a kiss while the four hands of the other two began exploring her body.

It didn't take long for the foursome to become a debaucherous tangle of limbs and skin. Bliss very quickly got her wish, her every fantasy being granted by Sil and his two clones. They did their job well, ensuring that she had every single sensual place possible, filled with their firm and girthy members. They didn't hold back either. Sil made sure he lived up to his promise.

That was just the begining. This perverse playground of naked bodies, covered in sweat, and the various groans of exertion, moans of pleasure, panting, and every other arousing sexual sound combined was like a defining moment for Bliss. She was used, and used again, and used some more. Everything that she had hoped for.

Outside, bird songs mixed with the occasional rustle of leaves, lending the cabin a peaceful, isolated charm—a rustic sanctuary untouched by modernity. At least, from the outside.

Their words faded into murmured moans and heated breaths panting, and nothing could be heard from the outside world. The walls contained the slapping sound of flesh vigorously meeting flesh. Until the echoed booms of a solid oak bed frame pounding into a cabin wall, grew louder, and the sound of it splintering off, culminated with the bone chilling cracking of a breaking headboard, split right up the middle. There was a loud crash, as something broke completely, it reverberated throughout the forest, sending birds flying away in every direction. Then all was silent. Mostly.

Somewhere deep in the forest that surrounded the Blade complex, if one was to walk by an old hunting cabin on the outskirts of the property, they would have sworn that they heard the distinct sound of a woman's voice shouting one word several times in a row. "Harder!" However, luckily, nobody did.

The sun fell beneath the horizon and their activities lasted well into the evening. Only after they had performed every single sexual fantasy known to mankind, and even a few that they had probably never even heard of did they slow down. Bliss had drained each and every Sil to her heart's content, enacting every dark fantasy with complete abandon. No fear of judgement. Not afraid to harm each other.

An ancient deity, a godslayer, and two of his apparitions let go of all restraint. The three Sil's gave it to her in a way that even had Sil check with her several times throughout the night, ensuring that she was ok. The stamina and endurance of immortal beings cannot be overstated.

After Bliss seemed satisfied, then they finally were able to rest. At long last the little hunting cabin fell truly silent. Bliss was fast asleep, nestled between two Sil clones. Feeling a deep sense of satisfaction, and safer than she'd ever felt, sandwiched between two strong, muscular, powerful, kind, caring, perfect godslayers. The bed had been destroyed. The mattress, now simply rested on the ground. As Bliss started to drift off into slumber, she took one last look at the gorgeous men on either side of her. She had one last thought, before her consciousness faded.

Oh no, I am so incredibly fucked.

The real Sil walked over to the bed. He looked at his clones and nodded, they both understood his unspoken command. He released them both, and they vanished with a simple ripple in space, both were gone. Sil lowered himself into the bed, quickly taking the place of one of his clones. He wrapped his arms around Bliss, pulling her in tight.

She must have been completely exhausted, because she didn't even stir. Like a lifeless body, he smiled as he looked down as her delicate face. Sleeping peacefully, she looked completely changed from the absolutely depraved, sex crazed, cock thirsty, freak in the sheets she has been just moments ago.

Sil had heard words come from her lips, they even made him blush. He had been asked to perform acts, that he had never even pictured himself doing. After the most fulfilling night of sexual release he had ever experienced in his entire life, he was extremely tired. He snuggled down in the bed with Bliss asleep in his arms. He gently kissed her forehead, and smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

They both knew this arrangement would be anything but simple—but at least they'd both finally found an enjoyable way to coexist.