“So, Red,” she said slowly.
“What is it, my Mila?”
“I need to feed tonight.”
“Oh.” My mood and my posture deflated.
“What would you like to do about that?” she asked, squeezing my butt.
“I would like you to feed from me, but that’ll get you nowhere.
I don’t know. Whose turn is it?”
“Danni. I can go out down the hall to Tokyo’s room. She’s out for the night. Or I can feed in here and you can watch?”
If it had been Benny or Paige, it would have been an easy decision. Hell. No. Paige was too much sex-crazed fembot and not enough compassionate human being. I’d watched her with Danni and then Barb and even with Amy. I was bothered by her limited range of facial expressions and intimidated by her overt desire to have sex with the closest attractive female. I’d rather not stare into her cold, emotionless eyes while she was coming in my girlfriend’s lap. And Benny, well, even with her acne gone, she had a hard time changing clothes in front of us. Feedings were probably the only time she allowed herself to come. I had a feeling she wouldn’t want an audience for that. Danni, though, I could handle. She was so obviously into Amy. The two of them were a giggly, chatty pair, but their approach to the sister-queens had been all business. Chatty, giggly business.
“I’ll watch, but can Amy be here too?”
“Red.” Camila gasped.
“Oh, shut up. I’m not going to get it on with Amy while you feed. It’s just, I’d feel a little left out if she was in the room while you were feeding from Danni and I wasn’t invited. You can feed and Amy can take care of Danni.”
“And what will you be doing while we’re all being taken care of?” she asked before she gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
“What do you want me to do?”
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Camila pulled out her cell phone. I heard it ring a few times and then she said, “Can you and Amy come down now?…Thanks.” She ended the call and tossed the phone beside me on the bed. “I want you to stay where I can see you.”
“I can do that.”
Amy and Danni were probably busy hooking up when Camila called. It would take them a few minutes to rearrange their underwear and get to the kitchen. I hadn’t logged the paces from the elevator to Camila’s apartment, but I figured if we got started right away, we’d have a good five minutes of making out before they knocked on the door. But again, instead of attacking me, Camila stood there at the foot of the bed, gently pinching and rubbing my ass. It was just making me ache even more.
“A proper feeding lasts about three minutes, but it seems longer. We don’t need as much blood as it sounds, but it’s better for the feeder if we go slow. Better if we take what we need slowly,” she said. Then she went right for my neck. I tilted my head back, bracing myself for her fangs. All I felt was her tongue tracing the curves of my skin. “When they get here, will you let me in?”
“Yes,” I whimpered back.
“God, Red.” Her voice dissolved into a growl. “I want you.”
“Feed and then you can have me.”
She drew the torture out for the both of us, licking at my throat, drawing her fangs up and down until Danni knocked on the door.
When they stepped into the room, I realized I was panting, all flushed and wet. Under normal circumstances, I was in no condition to deal with company.
“Where do you want me, boss?” Danni asked.
Camila calmly walked across the room and sank into the big chair that faced the bed. She patted the ottoman between her legs.
“Come sit here.” Danni followed instructions and took a seat in front of Camila.
“Um, what should I do?” Amy asked.
“That is completely up to you and Danni,” Camila said.
Danni pounced right on that suggestion, flapping her hands for Amy to come across the room. I had a second or two to wonder
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what exactly they were going to do. Amy dove between Danni’s thick legs, ripping her shorts off. She didn’t have any underwear on underneath, so it felt like a safe bet they were picking up where they left off upstairs.
Camila waited a few moments, letting the two of them find their groove. I couldn’t drown out the sound of Danni’s pants and commands as Amy went to work licking and sucking her clit, but all I could see was Camila. She gazed back at me with her glowing eyes. I watched her parted lips, her tongue gliding over the corner of her mouth and the tips of her fangs.
Gently, she swept Danni’s honey colored hair off her shoulders.
There was a moment of jealously when she stroked Danni’s neck.
She knew exactly where the vein was, but the way she was looking at me and the soft sound of her purring made me think she was playing my lust against me, trying to get me even more fired up. It worked.
My neck started to tingle in the same spot and I wanted her more.
She tilted Danni’s head to the side. “Let me in, baby.”
I still wasn’t sure how it worked, but I tried to relax, and suddenly, I felt Camila in my head. And then, like a cobra, she struck, biting into Danni’s throat, hard and fast.
Danni and I gasped at the same time. She came immediately, gripping the back of Amy’s head while she rode her mouth. My hand went to my crotch, cupping my pussy through my underwear. The cotton was soaked all the way through. The slightest brush made my clit jump and tingle, but I couldn’t move my hand away.
“Will you talk to me? I want to hear your voice,” Camila said.
Her voice inside me was just as smooth and seductive as always, but now I felt it embracing my thoughts and my heart.
I’d never done anything like this before, touching myself in front of other people, but I felt like she needed me. She needed Danni’s blood, but she needed me to get through the feeding. So she could fully enjoy it.
I nodded and then said yes.
“Lie back, baby, and take off your clothes.”
I did what she said, trying to keep my eyes on hers as I pulled off my sweater, my underwear, and my bra. Once I was naked, I
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settled back on her satin pillows. Her glowing gaze followed the path of my hands as I stroked my body, over my nipples, under my breasts and back. My hips rolled to the side and I squeezed my legs together, pinched my clit between my swollen lips. My eyes fluttered closed then opened again. I wanted to look at Camila. Her perfect mouth locked in place. I shivered, knowing exactly what it felt like when her fangs bit through my skin.
“Do you still want to touch yourself when you think of me?”
her voice echoed in my mind.
“Yes.”
“Show me. Show me how you touch yourself.”
“Okay,” I breathed. I opened my legs and started teasing the tip of my clit with light flicks of my middle finger.
“Tell me what you’re thinking about.” She knew. She was in my head. She saw what I saw. Her gorgeous caramel slit spread before me, soft and wet. My tongue teasing her clit the way my finger was teasing my own. She felt my jealousy and my envy. I wanted to be in Amy’s position, on all fours between my girlfriend’s legs. Thoughts of pleasuring her swirled through my mind, and she was seeing every single detail. But she wanted to hear it.
My finger slid up the side of my clit, then I pinched it. “I want to taste you.”
“Where, baby? Tell me.”
“Your pussy. I want to taste your pussy again.” I whimpered.
My fingers moved down further, soaking my hand. I teased my opening, wishing it were some part, any part, of Camila touching me. Danni’s breath hitched. Her moan echoed off the high ceiling as she came again.
I slid a finger inside and then another. “I want to fuck you with my tongue. God, Mila.” I’d been thinking of her that way for the past few days and just now realized it. She was mine, my Mila, and my body needed her.
I pumped myself slowly. My other hand went to my nipple, pinching and pulling on the already tight bud. My hips came off the bed. I panted through the clenching of my pussy around my fingers.
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“Harder,” she demanded.
I eased up instead. The burn was killing me. My body was on the edge, aching to explode, but not without Camila. She must have seen the thought flickering through my mind.
“Come.”
I continued with the slow pumping glide, but eased up on the pressure even more. “No. I want to wait for you.”
“Please, baby. Come. I want to see you.”
I sat up quickly, tearing my hands away from my slit. “No.” I frowned stubbornly. “I want you.”
Her lip curled back in a snarl and she growled, her teeth still deep in Danni’s vein. She was drawing her blood harder and faster, making Danni squirm. She wasn’t in pain. The opposite. She was close again, pressing herself further onto Amy’s tongue, but I could see the thumping of her pulse. Camila was rushing to get to me. I wondered how much of her was demon and how much was sensible as she fed. How much of her need was because of me. She gripped tighter, sucking deeper.
I crawled back to the edge of the bed, fixing my eyes on hers.
“Slow down,” I said. I swallowed the nerves her grimace spiked in me, but I didn’t back down. Anyone would have thought I was crazy saying no to her. When someone that strong and deadly gives you instructions, you follow them. I should have stayed rolling in the sheets, with my fingers inside me, until she told me to stop. I didn’t care how close I was to coming. I wouldn’t without her hands on my body and not without my lips on hers. I dropped back on my heels, making myself comfortable with a smooth, deep breath.
“Slow down,” I repeated. Her eyes narrowed, but her jaw relaxed. Danni whimpered, a high sound of longing, but that was her problem. Her orgasm wasn’t worth Camila hurting her. I waited patiently, occupying my hands by twisting the blanket around my index finger. I could still feel her in my head. No words now, but emotions. Her desire for me was red hot, bordering on anger. She wasn’t going to hurt me. She wasn’t capable of it, but as soon as she was done feeding, she was going to fuck the hell out of me.
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Gently, she pulled away from Danni’s neck. She licked the bite marks closed, the strokes of her tongue healing the red and tender skin. She moved just as slowly, laying Danni on the chair. Amy was right there, crawling up Danni’s body.
Camila’s movement across the room was a blur. She was on top of me, her clothes tossed aside, her knee pressed between my thighs before the breath rushed out of my lungs. My blood boiled under my cheeks. She stared at me, then moved her legs, pressing herself, hot and slick against my hip. My clit throbbed against her skin. My chest rose and fell under her perfect weight, her nipples lightly brushing against my breasts, hard and full. Now would have been a perfect time for her to release all that passion and fury. But she held still, her tongue brushing over her fangs and lips the only part of her that was moving.
Until I twisted my hips. I was willing to wait for the sake Camila’s health and sanity and Danni’s jugular, but now was our time. I lifted my head and licked her neck and twisted my hips some more. “I thought you wanted me too,” I said and then whimpered as she shifted against me, bringing our slits in perfect line with each other.She didn’t reply right away. Instead, she rode me hard, but it wasn’t the rough brushes of our pussies against each other that pushed me over the edge. It was the moment when she finally kissed me, when her tongue slid past my lips. I tasted her…and I tasted Danni. Her blood was sweet, traces still fresh in Camila’s mouth.
The small voice in my mind, the full human, was back and telling me I shouldn’t have wanted more of the flavor, but I couldn’t turn my head away. I moaned into her mouth, letting the electricity tackle me from my clit to my toes to the tips of my breasts. I arched against her body. I needed the grind and the push on the outside to match the burn on the inside. She pulled away, putting all her weight behind her hips.
“I do, Red,” she said against my lips. There was something more she wasn’t telling me, but as much as I could let her in, I didn’t
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have the power to wander around through her thoughts. And I never would. She dropped a gentle kiss to my ear. “I love you.”
It wasn’t what was on her mind. Well, maybe it was, but it wasn’t all of it. But it was more than enough. I leaned in close, and this time, I pressed my teeth into her neck, pinching her smooth skin.
❖
Something in the middle of my back popped when I stretched.
It felt great. I was sore as hell, but the whole room didn’t want or need to hear the sounds of me rearranging my spine. I snorted softly as I muttered my apology. Then I looked at my phone again. The library was closing in three hours and I knew I would spend every second of those three hours with Greg and our newly formed study group. Our first big test of the semester was on Friday, and we’d been studying since dinner with three other kids from our class—
Vince, Jamal, and Alison, and this forty-year-old guy named Judd, who’d decided to take another crack at his degree.
“I need a smoke. Let’s take five,” Judd suggested.
“Let’s take ten,” Greg said.
We all agreed and I stretched again, watching Judd stride down the aisle. I would have been fine studying by myself or just with Greg. I was hesitant when Judd asked us if could study with us. He was a little too grizzled for my liking, but it turned out the guy took meticulous notes and he recalled everything our professor had said with an accuracy that redefined anal retention. I took good notes, but I had been a little distracted lately.
Camila liked to text me, a lot. She would have stopped if I asked her to, but my heart took off, sparking brainless, lip-biting grins every time the name Mila flashed across my screen. I was doing well in all my classes, but after seeing Judd’s notes, it was obvious I could do better. I was willing to overlook the second hand smoke if it meant I was getting a supplement to my education.
I’d asked Camila to spare me at least while I was in the library.