Page 14 of Feral Attraction
She spread her feet apart to steady herself.“Real vampires are out there?That’s just wrong.”
“Why?The clientele seem okay with it.”
“It’s unfair.The humans think it’s fun and games but not the real thing.”
“Do they act as if they care?”
“The pheromones are wrong.Like date rape drugs.”
“And yet when they’re clearheaded, they return for more and sign a release.Before we leave, we’ll check out the form to make sure it covers all the details about patrons, owners, workers, activities, and pheromones.”
Mommy excused herself.“I’ve got a client.”She snapped her whip and strolled to a leather-clad man with a chain around his neck.She yanked on it, pulling him to a high bench.He leaned over it while she flogged his back.
He cried out for more as he fumbled with his pants and dropped them.
She yelled at the guy.“I didn’t command you to do that.”
“Sorry, Mommy.Can I relieve myself?”
“Not yet.I’ll tell you when.”She stretched over him and bit his neck with her false fangs.
Rey winced.Had to hurt.
Con led her away.“I’m not interested in watching him flong the dong.Let’s find our target.”
On the way to Laz’s alibi, they passed a woman on her hands and knees.A man behind her drove his hips forward while a second man sat on a bench, observing and masturbating.
Laz’s woman was still being fucked, not having been allowed to come yet.When Rey glanced at Con who was adjusting his pants, sweat trickled between her boobs.
What would the wolf feel like inside her?She’d read about shifters while Con studied the files earlier.Over two hundred and thirty-five pounds of shifter hammering into her.
Rey wiped perspiration from her brow.Had to be the pheromones Con talked about.
Suddenly Laz’s alibi stilled, crying out when the male screwing her from behind latched onto her neck.
Con distracted her from the scene.“The guy at her back door is the real deal.Vamp.”
“So our suspect list just got very long.The owner and every vampire client or worker in here.”
“Looks like.But let’s talk to the female.”
After the men withdrew from her, the woman adjusted her leather skirt, looking slightly dazed.
“Her neck,” said Rey.
“No worries.The vamp did the decent thing.He licked the wound and closed it.”
When the woman stumbled down the steps, Con met her and offered a hand.She took it to steady herself.
Since the bullpen was loud—groans, moans, equipment sounds, and outright screams of pain or pleasure—they walked the woman to a quieter corner where Rey showed her a badge.
After intros and a chitchat, Con asked, “Were you with Laz the other night?”
She brushed her hands through her hair, trying to untangle it.She cast admiring eyes at Con.“Let me think.”She dragged a bright red nail down her cheek.“Yeah.He took me up to his office.It’s quite an honor.We were the show of the night.”
“When was that?”Rey asked.
“Saturday night.It’s wild around here on weekends.”
