Xavier’s hand from venturing any further.
“I can tell that you want me to be naughty. I can sense it... smell it.” Xavier’s breathing quickened. “The air is so thick with your desire, I can taste it.”
Natasha whimpered softly. Her heart began to pound within her chest, her breath began to accelerate. She shoved the photo album at Darian and pressed her hands in her lap. She looked downward, trying to regain her composure which was becoming more difficult when she was in their company. The two men in her life seduced her constantly, and, as it was, their seductions were not unwanted or undesired. She loved them and wanted them as much as they wanted her.
“Oh,” Darian began, looking at the photo album now in his possession. “I almost forgot what started all of this.” He chuckled then settled back into the leather cushions of the limousine and opened the photo album.
Xavier’s eyes were focused on Natasha, watching her as she attempted to control her emotions. He loved her dearly like Darian. He had never met a female who was similar to Natasha. She intrigued him, but more than that, she made him happy and being with her rekindled the human part of him that he had forgotten. He respected her courage, her honesty and above all, her genuine loyalty. He was more than delighted that she was his and Darian’s.
Xavier sat back thinking about the beginning of their relationship. Although, Darian was the wisest of them all, he was also the most cynical. When Darian decided to court Natasha along with himself, he immediately started noticing the subtle changes in his lover and Master. He would do things for Natasha simply because he knew she wanted them done, such as drinking Synblood, even when Darian had not touched the alternative sustenance outside of Tony’s signature drinks at his club, Desires Unleashed. Even those were rare occasions, as he preferred his personal drinks be served with real blood. He didn’t mind that Darian extended himself to please Natasha.
Even though he was loyal to Darian and loved him with all his heart, he had to admit to himself that he liked the new Darian even more. He wanted him to open up more to the world, he knew that Darian had seen many things come to pass time and time again, but he believed that eternal life always brought something new. If one chose to ignore it, what could eternity offer? Not that Xavier thought Darian let the little things in life pass him by. Darian was very aware of what was going on in the world, but Xavier did want him to embrace more of what humanity had to offer. He was thrilled that his lover was doing so now and he really had to credit Darian’s new outlook to Natasha.
Natasha watched as Darian look at the pictures in the photo album. His eyes scanned over the photos as if he were memorizing every detail, which he was.
Xavier leaned closer so that he could view the album as well. He chuckled when he saw a picture of Natasha as a baby with a pamper over her head. His hand extended and a long finger and pointed at the photo as he looked at Natasha.
“What was happening here in this photo?” he asked, still chuckling.
“Hold on, let me turn on this light.”
Natasha switched on the light then looked to see which photo he was referring to, she laughed. “Oh! That one.”
Darian watched her closely, smiling.
“My Mom took that picture when I was four months old. She said that she was changing my pamper and she walked away to get the baby power. Seconds later, she heard me screaming. Naturally she came running into the room, only to see that I had pulled the pamper over my head and scared myself,” Natasha said.
She began to laugh harder as she imagined the situation.
“You look positively adorable,” Darian said sweetly.
Natasha blushed.
They continued to flip through the photo album, both men asking questions about the photos in the album that struck their interest. They now knew what Natasha's family members looked like