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Essa makes sure she's happy with his position before she finally turns to face me and offers me her hand again. I take it without question, letting her help me off the bed and pull me closer to her. I wait for her to tell me what to do, eager, desperate, and willing to please her.

"Undress me."

My hands move before my mind has a chance to catch up to the fact that we're doing it. Well, notit, but we're closer to fucking than we have been all this time. We did get close during movie night when she had Adam all drugged up on the couch, begging to be touched. Pretty sure she might've sucked his dick that night if we weren't interrupted. I know I was more than willing.

I start by unbuckling the thin metal belt around her waist. She's already removed mine and Adam's leashes from her, so I don't need to worry about her getting tangled, though the coolmetal of my leash is still dangling from my collar, reminding me of its presence every time I move, and it touches my cock.

I toss the belt to the ground, making myself patient because as much as I want to part the fabric of her dress and reveal all of her to me, I can be soft, gentle, and reverent of her body.

I step closer as I work the clasps at her shoulders. She watches me with wide pupils and elongated fangs. Our mouths are close when I tilt my face up to make sure she's doing okay, and for a moment, I think of leaning in to kiss her.

"No kissing, not right now," she whispers to me, licking at the points of her fangs to suck down her venom. "I'll need to drain them if you want to kiss me."

I nod, not needing her to justify herself at all. If she doesn't want to kiss, we don't need to kiss. But I am glad she wants to, and it's just her not wanting to drug me right now. I don't know if it's the same when we ingest it instead of her biting us, but I assume it works similarly.

"Can I leave your jewels on you?" I ask as I slip one side of the fabric from her shoulder and let it flutter to the ground.

I press my lips against her throat as I slide the other one off and kiss higher where her jaw and neck meet. I want to pull away, to admire her body and soak in her beauty, but I know as soon as I see her, I'm going to fall to my knees again and bury my face between her legs until she's shaking and crying out her pleasure on my tongue.

"Leave everything else," she says, pushing against me with the tip of one dark fingernail.

There's so much lust in this room right now I could get drunk off it. I'm only a few inches away when my eyes snap down her body. First, they ping off the small mounds of her breasts, the dark nipples that poke out. I want to know if they're as sensitive as I think they'll be, but first, my eyes fall down her golden skin between her legs.

"I'm different, but we're compatible. I made sure," Essa says when I've been staring at her without touching her for too long.

"We know," I say, giving her a half smile before doing what I knew I was going to do as soon as I saw her naked for me.

I fall to my knees, tug her close to me with a hand on each thigh, and bury my face between the juncture of her thighs. Sure, she's different in some ways, but she's still warm, soft, and wet, and my cock wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside of her. For now, I'll settle with seeing if I can make her try to milk my tongue.

eighteen

Essa

Humans are now, without a doubt, my favorite species. Seth is devouring me like a male who's been starved for his female for too long while Adam watches us both with lust-filled eyes.

I have to work to stay on my feet, but I manage it by keeping one hand on the bed behind me and the other in Seth's hair. He has one of my thighs over his shoulder, so I'm propped up on one foot. I don't know if I'm using him for balance, but I do know I don't want him pulling away until he's brought me the pleasure his mouth and tongue are promising.

He says something against me, but it's muffled too much for me to understand. If it's that important, he can share it with Adam to tell me. I don't want his mouth off me for a second. It's been too long since I've enjoyed a male's touch, and I'm not giving it up now that I have it.

"He wants you on the bed so he can get a better angle," Adam says from where he's chained to the wall and kneeling.

There's a bite in his voice as if he doesn't like Seth touching me when he's not. Or, maybe he doesn't like me touching his male. Even if he has an issue with it, he also wants it. I don't know why, and I don't shame others for what they enjoy doing. Teasing Adam by letting Seth enjoy my body while there's nothing he can do to stop it is highly entertaining.

I turn to face Adam, making sure he gets a good view of at least one of my breasts as I twist. Seth growls against me but follows my body as I move so he can continue to pleasure me.

"What do you think, Adam?" I ask him, a tease in my voice that I hope irritates him. There's a sharpness in his eyes, but his cheeks stay rosy, and his cock strains against the fabric of his pants. "Should I let him spread me out on the bed?"

Adam's kneeling and facing us in a way that forces him to stare at the bed and everything we do on it until I decide he can join us. When Adam clenches his jaw tight together, I let a small laugh escape my lips. I don't expect much participation from him anyway when he's not allowed to touch.

I pull at Seth's hair, earning me a nasty look from him before he comes back to his senses and sits back on his heels. He stares at me with a beautiful smile and such pretty blue eyes. Yes, I would very much like to see them while he feasts on me, so I think lying on the bed would be easier. Or maybe…

"Lie down, feet pointed away from Adam," I tell Seth, who stares at me for half a second before bolting and scrambling onto the bed, doing exactly as he's told. He doesn't question, doesn't argue. He just does.

"Oh fuck," Adam groans, and I hear the little chain of his leash making a soft clattering sound as he pulls against it.

"Essa," he growls my name like he might do something. I'm kind of hoping he does.

That's what we talked about earlier. He has choices. Either he sits still like the good boy he wants to be deep down inside anddoesn't get drugged so he can stay lucid and in control during our first night on Haven III. Or, he releases himself from his collar, joins us in bed, and gets bit.

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