Breathe held, I tug on the shelf. It moves easily. I pull it open just enough to get a glimpse of the room beyond.
Sweat glistens over a man’s back, which is laden with rippling muscles. A taut ass flexes rhythmically as he fucks a woman bent at the waist in front of him. A second man, half-naked, stands at the woman’s head, his jeans slung low enough to free his cock, which the woman enthusiastically sucks and licks.
He suddenly pulls her off of his dick, lifts her to stand even while the other man continues to fuck her. He tugs her hair to the side and exposes her neck.
He opens his mouth. He has…fangs? He has fuckingfangs. And he lowers his mouth to her throat. Bites down. She wails in what sounds like pleasure, but surely it must be pain?
As he drinks, his eyes pop open and his gaze locks on mine.
6
Autumn
Igasp and step back, trying to escape the man’s—the vampire’s?—piercing dark eyes. He’s just as surprised to see me as I am to see all three of them. But beyond the initial shock that crosses his features, he doesn’t give any reaction to my presence, no indication that he’s seen me.
He’s utterly beautiful. It shouldn’t be possible, and yet there he stands. Dark blond hair, short but messy. A five o’clock shadow of matching stubble on his jaw. Broad shoulders, tanned skin. A swirling tattoo covers one shoulder and extends over his chest and down his back. I wonder how far—I can’t see his back from this angle.
I can see his cock—long, hard, and thick. It’s still glistening from the woman’s saliva. It rubs against her thigh, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care.
But then he lifts his mouth from the woman’s (bleeding!) neck and breaks eye contact with me. Looking at the other guy, he says, “Wait for a minute, Will. I’m taking her ass.”
The other man, Will, pulls out of the woman. The sight of his cock makes my pussy clench. That is one lucky woman.
“I thought you didn’t want to fuck,” Will says.
“Changed my mind.” The light-haired man grabs a plastic tube of liquid from a nearby shelf. He squirts some onto his hand and strokes his dick, which becomes even shinier with the slippery fluid. “Turn around and get on Will, subbie.”
The woman grins over her shoulder at him as she hurries to obey.
I should leave. I know I should. But I feel like he wants me to watch. I feel like…like he’s putting on a show for me. Especially when he quickly glances to the side and makes eye contact with me while he pushes his cock into the woman’s ass.
She groans and says, “Yes, Master Xander. It feels so good.”
Master Xander. I would call him that, I think, if he wanted me to.
He doesn’t respond, but strokes out and in again. The other man, Will, pumps his hips slowly.
I’m so freaking turned on, I can’t handle it.
My hands twitch. I grip them in fists, trying to hold back even though I desperately want to touch myself. I squeeze my thighs together. I bet I could slide my fingers over my clit and come in two seconds. I reach for the top of my leggings.
Will has his eyes closed, as does the woman. But the other man, Xander? The one who saw me? He’s looking at me right now.
My fingers twitch at my waistband.
A smirk comes over Xander’s face. He mouths the words, “Do it.”
I want to. I want to so bad. But I shake my head.
He narrows his eyes. “Now.” Out loud, he says, “Touch yourself.”
The woman impaled on his dick obeys. But I can’t. I shake my head again.
He gestures me forward, into the room. He’s inviting me in? Holy fuck. What would happen if I joined them? They’re…they’re vampires. Would they bite me? Would it hurt?
Would I like it?
Probably. But it’s too much. This is all too much.