Page 58 of Sweethearts and Savages
“You want to make her come,” he corrected.
Stace made a humming noise on my clit and every muscle in my abdomen clenched. “Stacey,” I moaned, and I could feel her smug smile.
She curled her fingers, looking over her shoulder at Bohdie. “No, I want to make her squirt, as it's colloquially known. I read a research paper on the phenomenon.”
We both stared at her with wide eyes, and then she curled her fingers again, going back to swirling her tongue around my clit. I dropped my head back as she ate me out like I was a mission, careful not to slam my thighs closed and keep her there forever. Jesus, she knew how to research. Her fingers were like a wave inside me, rubbing my g-spot like she could see it on the outside.
My orgasm built until I was gasping for air, coming as I rolled my body against her face. I screamed her name as I came, and it was too much for Bohdie, who came over to taste my pleasure, kissing me hard and catching my moans.
But Stacey wasn’t done. Oh no, she looked up as Bohdie pulled his lips from mine and took my nipple in his mouth. She nodded in appreciation.
Her other hand came up to massage my sensitive clit as the rhythm of her fingers changed, and she tapped at my g-spot firmly, then stroked, then tapped again. I started to pant out weird noises somewhere between a moan and a stifled scream, and Bohdie covered my mouth with his.
It was too much, my whole lower body tensing as the coming orgasm filled me up. Tears leaked from my eyes, pleasure making my body tremble, and when she did that tapping again, I came like a tsunami.
I came and came and came some more, soaking the treatment bed and Stacey.
Holy shit.Holy shit.
Bohdie stepped back as I dragged Stacey onto the bed with me, kissing her hard. I slid my hand between us, but she grabbed my wrist.
“That’s not what I want from you. You just gave me everything I needed.”
She was perfect. “I fucking love you,” I whispered against her lips, and she lifted a still wet hand to my cheek, smearing my release on my face as she held it gently.
“Never as much as I love you.”
29
Bohdie
My parents wanted me to come home for the summer, but I didn’t want to leave Enit. I could always take her with me, but Stacey definitely wouldn’t leave her lab and I was fairly certain Enit’s parents would gut me if I even suggested it.
Which was how I came to be sitting in a bustling cafe in a small town completely filled with vampires. The cops were vampires, the business owners were vampires, even the sanitation workers were vampires. The only non-vampires were somehow related to Enit. Her dads, a cousin, Carmen’s mates—including a fucking Wendigo and my best friend who was now a freaking jaguar shifter. That still blew my mind.
We all sat around one big table at the back of The Immortal Cupcake, and I ignored how most of the vampires eyed us with something like forlorn regret, kinda the same way a pregnant woman eyes sushi. It was against the rules to eat us, but man, we looked all the more appetizing for it.
“You get used to it,” Sammie said, stuffing a pastel pink cupcake in his mouth with absolutely no finesse. “You ignore it but never one hundred percent let down your guard. Walker—that’s Enit’s dad who’s the cop—says everyone here pledged not to feed from living beings on penalty of death, but you know… accidents happen.”
While the residents of Dark River eyed us like juicy steaks, they looked at Enit like she was the best thing that ever happened to the town. Inside the borders of Dark River, she was the safest person alive.
Guilt that I’d made her stay in Eden with me and Stacey hit me again. If she’d been here, she never would have been taken. She would have recovered, been happy again, and not haunted by whatever happened up in that cabin, the things she still wouldn’t talk about.
Enit wandered out of the kitchens, her apron smeared in flour and frosting, and the smile that lit up her face when she saw me struck me dumb. I grinned back, my eyes drinking her in like I hadn’t seen her for a decade, rather than just a few hours.
Jesus, I was so fucking whipped, it was sickening.
But in the back of my brain, Stacey’s words about her losing weight were playing in my mind. She was right, of course. Enit’s cheeks were a little gaunter, her curves a little less pronounced. She was wasting away, and I knew that was part of the reason that Stacey hadn’t joined me in Dark River today.
Something was wrong with Enit, despite her declarations to the contrary, and Stacey didn’t like a mystery. Frost had to stay at the Academy, so he was keeping her company down in the labs today. I wasn’t sure if she was happy or annoyed about it, but I felt better that I wasn’t abandoning her there by herself. The Academy was nearly empty during the summer break.
I kind of missed Frost too. He’d fallen effortlessly into our friend group, and he made Enit happier, which made me happy. He was human, so my lion had decided he was no threat to our standing within the Pride.
Enit sat down on my lap and I nuzzled her cheek. She smelled like sugar and deliciousness, and I wanted to find a closet to devour her in. But this was her family’s business, and we were in a town filled with overprotective vampires, so I’d keep it in my pants.
Still… I kissed her gently, tasting the powdered sugar on her lips. “You smell like something I want to eat,” I whispered softly in her ear, and she shivered.
I gripped her hip, unable to ignore the feel of her hip bone. I’d talk to my parents about it. If Stacey couldn’t find something medically wrong, it had to be magical in nature.
