Page 16 of Guardians for the Vamp
Once my body stops shaking, Vara removes her tail and lifts the tip to Thorne’s mouth.
He licks it clean.
Holy fuck.
“Come,” Vara says, taking my hand and leading us off the dance floor. Thorne is behind me, holding my other hand.
Heads turn as we work our way through the crowd. Most of the beings here will party until the sun rises. There’s no rule that says I must stay the entire night.
I spot Millie up against the wall, making out with Teddy. She comes up for air, eyes wide when we pass by, then she smirks and mouths, ‘call me,’ before wiggling her eyebrows.
I’m pretty sure she missed the show I just put on while taking part in her own public display of affection. Not that she would have disapproved. We’ve attended enough sex parties together in the seventies that a public fuck is nothing new or surprising for either of us.
Besides, just a few months ago, Millie let Teddy finger fuck her at The 27 Club before she claimed him with a bite.
But should I really be doing this? Thorne is my new head of security. He’s supposed to protect me, not fuck me. Will I need to fire him after tonight? Not to mentionthat I don’t know a thing about him. We literally just met. How old is he? What’s his favorite color? Favorite food?
Same with Vara. Though I know more about her since she’s a prominent supe, owning most of the supernatural nightclubs in New York City. Her last name is Gamal. She’s old too, at least 2,000, but she’s still a stranger.
I mean, I’ve had plenty of threesomes with strangers before. Orgies too. But tonight feels different. I’m eager and on edge.
You know what?
Fuck it.
I’ve already had Vara’s tail inside me and Thorne’s hands on my breasts.
I want more.
As we leave the room, no one stares back with judgment. If anything, they appear envious or impressed. They don’t care that the new queen will bed two lovers tonight.
Then why should I care?
Ideserve this.
Vara leads us down the hallway, exiting the building to a waiting limo. I didn’t request the extravagant ride but it’s what they gave me tonight. Three vampires follow us outside—since I’m vampire queen and can’t go anywhere without a protection detail.
Thorne instructs them to follow us in the SUV parked behind the limo before reaching out his hand to help me inside.
“Tell us what you need, Layla,” Vara mewls, shutting the door behind her.
The moment the driver takes off towards my penthouse, Thorne grabs me and moves me around like I’m a doll and not a 200 pound woman. He lays me down on the seat that runs the length of the limo and takes his place at my head while Vara slides between my legs.
She bunches up the fabric of my dress, piling it in my middle.
“You’ve soaked these panties, my darling,” she groans and peels them off.
Balling them up in her hands, she lifts them to her nose and inhales with her entire body. Once she’s done, she hands them to Thorne and he does the same thing, responding with a growl.
That’s sexy as hell.
Is this happening? Am I really about to be fucked by these two gorgeous monsters?
Vara’s fur-covered hand smooths up my inner thigh until her fingertips tease my slick opening. I’ve noticed she’s retracted her claws so as not to injureme.
Not that it matters, I’d heal immediately. Maybe I’ll tell her to keep the claws out next time.
Next time?
