Page 18 of Guardians for the Vamp
The pleasure is overwhelming, and I’m the first to erupt with an orgasm. Vara follows a few minutes later and once she removes her fingers from my pussy, Thorne picks up his speed.
Vara crawls to him and shoves her fingers, coated with my pleasure, into Thorne’s mouth. He sucks them eagerly—as if he hadn’t just tasted me on the dance floor—and I moan at the sight.
After a few more rough pumps, the gargoyle comes, emptying himself down my throat.
And fuck, it’s a lot of cum.
Thorne removes his heavy cock from my mouth once he’s done and collapses onto the seat, breathing heavily. My head falls to his lap, and he combs his fingers through my hair. Vara sits on the limo’s floor, her head resting on my stomach.
“That was beautiful,” she says.
I hum with no words to describe what we just did.
“Fucking fantastic,” Thorne says and for some reason, hearing a curse from the broody gargoyle who doesn’t speak a lot makes me laugh.
My giggles cause Vara to join in and even Thorne chuckles.
After nearly a minute of losing our minds to post-sex bliss, the driver uses the intercom to announce our arrival to my penthouse.
“Now,” Vara begins, adjusting her dress and fixing mine so we’re both fully covered. “You’ve got a busy day tomorrow. A busy week, to be honest.”
“You’re leaving?” I didn’t mean to sound so needy.
Vara smiles andpalms my cheek.
“Don’t worry, wewillbe doing this again, but you need your rest.”
She glances up at Thorne.
“You’ll stay with her?”
He nods and Vara pats his cheek too.
“Good boy.”
With that, she slips out of the limo and flies away.
Chapter 5 – Thorne
In the 712 years I’ve been alive, I’ve never had sex like that.
Encompassing.Intense.
The amount of cum I shot down Layla’s throat would have drowned her if she were mortal. It’s not like I was backed up. I still take my cock by hand when bored or stressed or just needing release. But seeing her find pleasure in my pleasure, watching as Vara made Layla moan with just her fingers and tongue, acted as a catalyst and my body exploded with an orgasm.
My cock is already getting hard again reliving the moment.
Fuck, this is a bad idea. I shouldn’t be fucking the new vampirequeen.
“You really are the definition of broody, huh?” Layla says as we enter her building.
“I’m afraid I let my thoughts win far too often.”
She frowns but doesn’t question what I mean.
Before the ball, Layla gave me a packet with information on the security at her building. The high-rise has been overhauled with new protocols, including the most up-to-date technologies. I also notice plenty of security guards as we pass. Most of them are supernatural beings masked from the human world.
The two middle-aged humans manning the lobby desk glance up when we walk by, their eyes widening at the team of large men surrounding Layla. No, that’s not why they appear so shocked. They’ve likely seen her walk in with her bodyguards plenty of other times before. It’s me. I’m in my human form, but I resemble a seven-foot-tall muscular man who looks as if he could break a neck with a pinky finger.
