Page 35 of Guardians for the Vamp
Vara chuckles, amused at the shortening of her name. She shrugs. “Terrible but true.”
The sphinx walks around Layla, placing her hand on her shoulder.
“I hope this meeting is quick. I have plans for you.”
She turns to me.
“And you.”
With a wink, Vara takes her seat.
I cover my groin, the thoughts of tonight finally happening have my cock hard despite Layla draining it minutes earlier. It desperately wants to knot inside a warm pussy.
Or asshole.
We’re not picky.
The first time I had that thought, it surprised me. I never had an overwhelming need to knot inside any of my previous partners. Most of the time, knotting is intended for mating... but it doesn’t have to be. It can knot for my partner's pleasure.
I lock eyes with Vara, and she lifts a perfect brow at me. I must not be hiding my arousal well. My phone buzzes in my pants pocket, and I pull it out to see a text from Locheran.
Hey Mister Growlypants, keep it down over there.
Loch
Fuck! I growled again?
I reply with a middle finger emoji and tuck myphone away.
I let my thoughts consume me as Layla leads the meeting. She’s so regal up there, powerful, inspiring. She answers questions and concerns from the group the best that she can. To be honest, we won’t know if any of this planning will be helpful. We have no idea how the humans will react.
Locheran will have the biggest job of preparing security measures, not just locally, but ones that can be utilized around the world. He’ll also need to come up with a war plan in case that's the outcome of the unveiling.
Layla discusses some of the human events she’ll be attending over the next few months and asks for volunteers to attend with her. The witch, werewolf, shifter, and fae reps all agree to attend at least one of them.
The idea is that once a supe has made a strong enough connection with a human, and once they trust them enough, they’ll reveal their true forms. The human’s reaction will be gauged and if it goes badly, a witch or vampire will be on standby to help.
Layla doesn’t want to implement compulsion to sway acceptance, but it might be needed to avoid problems with a human that could put our lives at risk.
For the most part, Layla is confident that most mortals we befriend will be accepting. She wants to have a big group of well-known humans at the convention takingplace in about seven months. That way we can show the supernatural committee it’s possible for humans to accept us.
Vara already has connections with a few human journalists, and she plans to attend upcoming journalism conferences to do more networking. She said we’ll want to have interviews lined up on network news shows, with newspapers and online blogs, etc. She also wants to reach out to some influencers. There are a few supernatural ones who have accounts appearing as cosplayers but what people believe are costumes or makeup are actually their true forms. It’s something the elders are not fans of but trying to convince younger supes to stay off social media is like speaking to the wind.
After an hour of discussions, Layla finally ends the meeting. Vara stands as the last person exits and joins Layla at the front of the table. I step forward too on Layla’s other side.
“I’m so proud of you, Lollipop.” Vara traces her fingertips up and down Layla’s arm. “So commanding up there. Do you like to be in control?”
Layla nods then frowns.
“Yes, but only because I don’t like being controlled. When I was human, my husband was abusive. After I killed him during my turn, I staked my sire, who was justas bad, I vowed to never let another man control me. In the bedroom, I tend to have the same attitude but...”
“But...”
Layla smiles shyly. I rarely see her shy around others. It’s mostly in private where her vulnerability tends to come out.
“I like when you control me, V.”
“You like taking orders from me?”
