Page 33 of Guardians for the Vamp
“No hiding yourlust, Layla,” he says, his deep voice reverberating throughout my body.
She lifts her head and straightens her shoulders.
“There’s our queen,” I say.
I stalk toward her, her eyes turning black and her nipples hardening through the thin fabric of her top, letting me know she’s braless. I palm her cheek, and she briefly closes her eyes before opening them half-hooded.
“I am dying for us to take you home so we can give you all the orgasms I promised,” I begin.
Layla frowns. “But?”
“But I own too many nightclubs, and I’ve already missed ten calls from many of them tonight. I’m working on a temporary replacement so I can put more focus on this committee... on you and Thorne, but they won’t be ready to take over for at least another two weeks.”
Layla’s frown deepens, and I stifle the urge to kiss between her furrowed brows. I smirk and place a gentle kiss on her lips instead.
“Patience, my needy Layla-pop.”
Thorne is behind Layla, and he snakes his hands around her waist. She leans into him, giving him access to her neck. He scrapes his fangs over the lush skin.
“How did she taste?” I ask.
He latches his palm onto the nape of my neck.
“Like a dream,” he says and covers my mouth with his.
The kiss is surprisingly gentle, and I moan against his lips, allowing his tongue to slip in. I gasp when I can still tasteLayla’s blood.
How fascinating.
When Thorne releases me from the kiss, he turns to let Layla tastemeon his lips. I can smell how wet she is for us already, and I groan, desperate to take care of her. But I can’t neglect my clubs that I worked so hard to own.
“Two weeks, my dear.” I turn to Thorne. “Tease her. Give her a taste, but wait for me, yes?”
He nods, the corner of his mouth tilting up. Perhaps already thinking about all the ways to get our vampire babe hot and bothered.
Chapter 9 – Thorne
Torture.
It’s the only way I can describe the past two weeks.
I kept my promise to Vara, despite how badly I wanted to sink my cock inside Layla’s sweet cunt.
That’s not saying that we haven’t fooled around.
I’ve pleasured her with my fingers and feasted on her pussy while her legs were wrapped tightly around my head. I drank her pleasure after she came. She’s also sucked me off a few times, mostly while in the car on our way to a meeting or an event.
I’ve never been so... feverish for another being. My need to be near her is nearly suffocating.
I can’t understand it, and I’ve stopped fighting it. I may have said it was a bad idea to get involved with Layla, but it’s never felt sogood. Soright.
I’ve talked to Xander about my feelings for the vampire and the sphinx, though we haven’t seen her since the first meeting of SUC—I chuckle at the acronym, still funny several weeks later. Xander has experienced the emotions of a mate, and he agrees that I’m going through something similar. There’s a tugging in my chest when Layla or Vara are not in my presence. It’s not painful, but it’s constant, as if my heart is attempting to leave my chest in search of them. Overwhelming desire fills my body when I lay eyes on them. There’s also the unexplainable need to protect Layla and the jealousy when another being smiles at her or places a hand on her arm or shoulder.
I assume those same protective and jealous feelings are there for Vara as well.
Xander was thrilled for me until realizing I’m experiencing all this fortwowomen. He’s been alive for a lot longer than me, and he’s never heard of a supernatural being having two mates. Though he said it’s not impossible.
Nothing is impossible when it comes to supernaturals.
