Page 30 of Guardians for the Vamp
“What?”
“The driver,” I say, consumed with giggles.
Thorne’s eyes widen, then he smiles and laughs with me.
I just let Thorne finger fuck me and drink my blood in the back of this town car… with no privacy divider… for the driver to see everything.
Now the young vampire stands outside my window, waiting for us to leave the car. A pained look is plastered on his face, his hands clasped in front of his groin.
I need to distract Thorne before he notices the driver’s erection, clearly turned on by what he unwillingly witnessed.
“I’m going to need to go to the bathroom and fix myself before we head into the meeting,” I say, opening the door.
“Same. Except, I don’t think I’ll get this jizz stain out of my pants. Every supe in the room will be able to smell us.”
“Good. Let them.” I smirk and wink at Thorne over my shoulder as we enter WOVE headquarters.
Chapter 8 – Vara
Well isn’t this interesting?
Layla and Thorne walk in looking thoroughly fucked. They attempted to clean up beforehand, but I can smell her all over him. It’s also hard to miss the wet stain on the front of his pants.
Did he really think water could hide his cum?
I’m not jealous, but I am annoyed that I didn’t get to take part.
Layla’s lips are still slightly puffy from Thorne’s kisses and two pink dots peek out over the collar of her blouse.
Hebither.
She’s healed already but the marks have yet to fade entirely.
My tail whips back and forth, and I squeeze my thighs together, imagining how fucking sexy it must have been to see him drinking from her.
Layla takes her place at the front of the table, chatting with Korna—the fae representative chosen for the committee. He’s flirting heavily, but Layla is too kind and either doesn’t notice or she does and doesn’t want to be rude. Thorne steps forward to interrupt the two when I stand and walk around the table’s edge.
“Queen Aldana,” I say, shoving my tall and thick body in front of Korna. He scoffs and sputters incoherent words before walking away and sitting in his seat at the table, scowling at me. “Fresh orgasms look quite lovely on you.”
She narrows her eyes.
“Thank you. I had two of them.”
Oh, I hadn’t expected her to match my sass.
I glance over her shoulder at Thorne, standing off to the side. He’s never too far, always within touching distance. He raises a brow then smiles, showing me his fangs.
Cocky brat.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten my promise. You will be fucked by the both of us. Instead oftwoorgasms, you’ll get six.”
I smirk when she sucks in a sharp breath. Vampires don’t need to breathe, but it’s a habit to keep their human appearance in front of mortals. So, to get that reaction from her is quite the feat.
“And it won’t be just once. We’re going to fuck you often. We’ll have you begging for it... make that pretty little pussy and asshole hurt. And once Thorne fills you up with all his cum, I’ll drink it out of you.”
The room has gone quiet. Okay, maybe I went a little far with that last line. I mean, it’s definitely going to happen, but I suppose the other supes in the room didn’t need to hear it. I hope they’re at least enjoying the show.
I expect Layla to shrink into herself with embarrassment. Instead, she leans in and says, “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
