Page 144 of House of Crimson Hearts
The way she fucked me in front of every patron in the club. Made me bare my pussy to everyone as she claimed me, claimed my body, my pleasure.
“You okay?” she says, pushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re looking pale. Do you need a drink?”
“I definitely need a drink.”
“No. I mean, do you need a drink?” she runs her hand over her neck, and I realise she means blood.
“No. At least, not yet, tonight I will. I can feel the tremors beginning and if we’re not sleeping tonight, then I will need something to keep me going.”
We head towards the heart of the club and as soon as we step out into the main club room, I’m relieved it’s not as busy as I was expecting.
“It’s late,” she says. “The club closes shortly. Though I think there’s a lock-in planned for today. Oh—” she says and stops dead.
I peer over the balcony to the dance floor below. Xavier is balls deep in Talulla’s cunt. Three other vampires and a couple of hunters are also stark bollock naked with various appendages in various holes. Talulla is sucking another vampire’s cock while Xavier fucks her, and his fingers are inside another vampire’s pussy.
“Well. That’s… Um…”
“Mother of Blood,” Octavia says and kneads her temples.
“I’m not sure if this is awkward or arousing. Xavier is rather handsome. And gods, he’s well endowed.”
“Do you mind? He is my brother.”
“Brother in vampire blood, not genetics.”
“Still. Brother enough. Gods. I’d love to tell you that this is the first time I’ve seen him fucking an array of people, but truly, it’s not even the hundredth time. It’s a part of who he is, I’m just surprised he’s sharing Talulla. He can be…”
“Possessive?” I ask.
“Yes, how did you?—”
“Oh, I don’t know, Octavia. Never met a possessive vampire before. Nooo. You’re nothing like him.”
Her eyes narrow. “How dare you.”
But she’s smirking. She steps up to me, making me step back until my back is against the wall. She places her forearm above my head, so she’s leaning down over me. “I’m not possessive, I just refuse to let anyone else touch you, feed you or fuck you. I just make it clear that you’re mine, you always have been, always will be and Mother of Blood save anyone that tries to behave otherwise. What’s possessive about that?”
I laugh, “Ohh, nothing. Nothing at all.”
We grin at each other. She shrugs and steps back. “Seriously though. If anyone touches you or tries to give you their blood. I will kill them.”
“Octavia… Behave.”
We make our way down to the main club floor where the… err… antics are happening, and Octavia goes to the bar and grabs both of us drinks. Thankfully an array of shots are poured too, I’m not sure who needs them more.
Xavier seems to be coming as he thrusts into Talulla once, twice more and then he groans, his whole body goes taut. His shoulders ripple, his muscles bulge, his ass squeezes tight as he drives into her, and she all but screeches his name.
“Damn, that must have been one helluva orgasm,” I say, downing a shot.
As his group dresses, the club fills a little more.
Then Erin appears. “Club’s locked for the day, this is it. No one in or out till sundown.”
“Thanks, Erin,” Octavia says, and Erin takes her leave.
Xavier finally notices us and draws his group to the bar, handing out the shots Octavia ordered.
“Favourite sibling,” he says and bends to kiss Octavia’s cheek. She moves back out of his way.
