“And your hair.” I blinked twice and Kina’s arms were identical to
Omi’s—finely toned and a chocolate brown. The perfect breasts I’d
come to love on Camila’s body were too big above Kina’s smaller
waist, but they were Camila’s breasts all the same. It was strange to
see Kina with my red hair and just short of traumatizing to see how
well hung Rodrick was.
“My tits look better than that,” Camila said.
“And I think you’re missing an inch, maybe,” Rodrick added.
“Oh whatever,” Kina said, but this time her voice sounded like
Natasha’s. I blinked once more, trying to pick my jaw up, and she
had taken Faeth’s full form.
“Do werewolves even exist or are you guys just messing with
humans during full moons?” I asked, suddenly short of breath.
“Guilty,” Tokyo said with a devious laugh.
“You want to give it a go, mate?” Kina said, copying Faeth’s
accent exactly. I stared at her standing there naked then over to the
real Faeth who was playfully flipping Kina off.
“I know I can’t do that,” I said in defeat.
“Why don’t we start small then?” Kina turned back into herself
and slipped back into her jeans and T-shirt. I agreed and let her walk
me through the small steps of shifting. We got as far as making my
eyes appear brown and my hair look black. That’s where it stopped.
It was a neat parlor trick, but not really that useful to me. Camila
hated it and threw a mini fit, insisting I always belonged a redhead.
After that, we gave up. The sister-queens had lives to get
back to. I was tired and hungry and horny. Camila wanted to order
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Chinese for us, and she had no problem thinking of ways to put me
to sleep. I thanked the ladies and Rodrick for their help and their
patience, then followed Camila back to her room.
“What’s your strongest power?” I asked her.
“Dalhem taught me balance. None of my powers are stronger
than the other.”
“Oh. Is Kina the only one who can switch to someone else like
that?” I asked as we walked down the hall.
“No. There are others.”
“Oh,” I said, feeling foolish for what I was going to say next.
“What if someone turns into you?”
“They won’t have my scent, baby. No one but me smells the
way I do. You’d be able to tell.”
“That makes sense.” I hadn’t set about sniffing the other sister-
queens, but no one on earth smelled as mouthwatering, as delicious
and sweet as Camila.
She smiled and pulled me closer. “And no one will want you
more than I do,” she said. That, I was willing to believe.
❖
I’d spent the following afternoon lying against a mountain
of pillows on Camila’s bed in my letterman’s sweater and my
underwear, reviewing my notes for a quiz I had in my dance and
culture class. Just some dates and names to memorize, but I wanted
to get it done before our chapter meeting at nine. Camila was busy
having a conversation with Tokyo. I thought it had something to do
with Moreland, but there was so much to their world I was clueless
about, I couldn’t be sure.
She was only gone for an hour or so. Still, I beamed like an
idiot when she came through the bedroom door.
“Hi.” I shuffled to the edge of the bed on my knees. My arms
went around her shoulders and her hands slid down the back of my
underwear. I swallowed when she palmed my ass, then I exhaled a
tight breath as I pressed myself harder against her belly. Now was a
great time for her to join me on the bed, naked. Instead of mauling
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me, she stood there. I tried to smooth the creases of concentration on
her forehead, but she just blinked then focused on my ruby necklace.
“So, Red,” she said slowly.
“What is it, my Mila?”
“I need to feed tonight.”
“Oh.” My mood and my posture deflated.
“What would you like to do about that?” she asked, squeezing
my butt.
“I would like you to feed from me, but that’ll get you nowhere.
I don’t know. Whose turn is it?”
“Danni. I can go out down the hall to Tokyo’s room. She’s out
for the night. Or I can feed in here and you can watch?”
If it had been Benny or Paige, it would have been an easy
decision. Hell. No. Paige was too much sex-crazed fembot and not
enough compassionate human being. I’d watched her with Danni
and then Barb and even with Amy. I was bothered by her limited
range of facial expressions and intimidated by her overt desire to
have sex with the closest attractive female. I’d rather not stare into
her cold, emotionless eyes while she was coming in my girlfriend’s
lap. And Benny, well, even with her acne gone, she had a hard
time changing clothes in front of us. Feedings were probably the
only time she allowed herself to come. I had a feeling she wouldn’t
want an audience for that. Danni, though, I could handle. She was
so obviously into Amy. The two of them were a giggly, chatty pair,
but their approach to the sister-queens had been all business. Chatty,
giggly business.
“I’ll watch, but can Amy be here too?”
“Red.” Camila gasped.
“Oh, shut up. I’m not going to get it on with Amy while you
feed. It’s just, I’d feel a little left out if she was in the room while
you were feeding from Danni and I wasn’t invited. You can feed and
Amy can take care of Danni.”
“And what will you be doing while we’re all being taken care
of?” she asked before she gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
“What do you want me to do?”
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Camila pulled out her cell phone. I heard it ring a few times and
then she said, “Can you and Amy come down now?…Thanks.” She
ended the call and tossed the phone beside me on the bed. “I want
you to stay where I can see you.”
“I can do that.”
Amy and Danni were probably busy hooking up when Camila
called. It would take them a few minutes to rearrange their underwear
and get to the kitchen. I hadn’t logged the paces from the elevator to
Camila’s apartment, but I figured if we got started right away, we’d
have a good five minutes of making out before they knocked on
the door. But again, instead of attacking me, Camila stood there at
the foot of the bed, gently pinching and rubbing my ass. It was just
making me ache even more.
“A proper feeding lasts about three minutes, but it seems
longer. We don’t need as much blood as it sounds, but it’s better for
the feeder if we go slow. Better if we take what we need slowly,” she
said. Then she went right for my neck. I tilted my head back, bracing
myself for her fangs. All I felt was her tongue tracing the curves of
my skin. “When they get here, will you let me in?”
“Yes,” I whimpered back.
“God, R
ed.” Her voice dissolved into a growl. “I want you.”
“Feed and then you can have me.”
She drew the torture out for the both of us, licking at my throat,
drawing her fangs up and down until Danni knocked on the door.
When they stepped into the room, I realized I was panting, all
flushed and wet. Under normal circumstances, I was in no condition
to deal with company.
“Where do you want me, boss?” Danni asked.
Camila calmly walked across the room and sank into the big
chair that faced the bed. She patted the ottoman between her legs.
“Come sit here.” Danni followed instructions and took a seat in
front of Camila.
“Um, what should I do?” Amy asked.
“That is completely up to you and Danni,” Camila said.
Danni pounced right on that suggestion, flapping her hands for
Amy to come across the room. I had a second or two to wonder
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what exactly they were going to do. Amy dove between Danni’s
thick legs, ripping her shorts off. She didn’t have any underwear on
underneath, so it felt like a safe bet they were picking up where they
left off upstairs.
Camila waited a few moments, letting the two of them find
their groove. I couldn’t drown out the sound of Danni’s pants and
commands as Amy went to work licking and sucking her clit, but
all I could see was Camila. She gazed back at me with her glowing
eyes. I watched her parted lips, her tongue gliding over the corner of
her mouth and the tips of her fangs.
Gently, she swept Danni’s honey colored hair off her shoulders.
There was a moment of jealously when she stroked Danni’s neck.
She knew exactly where the vein was, but the way she was looking at
me and the soft sound of her purring made me think she was playing
my lust against me, trying to get me even more fired up. It worked.
My neck started to tingle in the same spot and I wanted her more.
She tilted Danni’s head to the side. “Let me in, baby.”
I still wasn’t sure how it worked, but I tried to relax, and
suddenly, I felt Camila in my head. And then, like a cobra, she
struck, biting into Danni’s throat, hard and fast.
Danni and I gasped at the same time. She came immediately,
gripping the back of Amy’s head while she rode her mouth. My hand
went to my crotch, cupping my pussy through my underwear. The
cotton was soaked all the way through. The slightest brush made my
clit jump and tingle, but I couldn’t move my hand away.
“Will you talk to me? I want to hear your voice,” Camila said.
Her voice inside me was just as smooth and seductive as always, but
now I felt it embracing my thoughts and my heart.
I’d never done anything like this before, touching myself in
front of other people, but I felt like she needed me. She needed
Danni’s blood, but she needed me to get through the feeding. So she
could fully enjoy it.
I nodded and then said yes.
“Lie back, baby, and take off your clothes.”
I did what she said, trying to keep my eyes on hers as I pulled
off my sweater, my underwear, and my bra. Once I was naked, I
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settled back on her satin pillows. Her glowing gaze followed the
path of my hands as I stroked my body, over my nipples, under
my breasts and back. My hips rolled to the side and I squeezed my
legs together, pinched my clit between my swollen lips. My eyes
fluttered closed then opened again. I wanted to look at Camila. Her
perfect mouth locked in place. I shivered, knowing exactly what it
felt like when her fangs bit through my skin.
“Do you still want to touch yourself when you think of me?”
her voice echoed in my mind.
“Yes.”
“Show me. Show me how you touch yourself.”
“Okay,” I breathed. I opened my legs and started teasing the tip
of my clit with light flicks of my middle finger.
“Tell me what you’re thinking about.” She knew. She was in
my head. She saw what I saw. Her gorgeous caramel slit spread
before me, soft and wet. My tongue teasing her clit the way my
finger was teasing my own. She felt my jealousy and my envy. I
wanted to be in Amy’s position, on all fours between my girlfriend’s
legs. Thoughts of pleasuring her swirled through my mind, and she
was seeing every single detail. But she wanted to hear it.
My finger slid up the side of my clit, then I pinched it. “I want
to taste you.”
“Where, baby? Tell me.”
“Your pussy. I want to taste your pussy again.” I whimpered.
My fingers moved down further, soaking my hand. I teased my
opening, wishing it were some part, any part, of Camila touching
me. Danni’s breath hitched. Her moan echoed off the high ceiling
as she came again.
I slid a finger inside and then another. “I want to fuck you with
my tongue. God, Mila.” I’d been thinking of her that way for the
past few days and just now realized it. She was mine, my Mila, and
my body needed her.
I pumped myself slowly. My other hand went to my nipple,
pinching and pulling on the already tight bud. My hips came off the
bed. I panted through the clenching of my pussy around my fingers.
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“Harder,” she demanded.
I eased up instead. The burn was killing me. My body was on
the edge, aching to explode, but not without Camila. She must have
seen the thought flickering through my mind.
“Come.”
I continued with the slow pumping glide, but eased up on the
pressure even more. “No. I want to wait for you.”
“Please, baby. Come. I want to see you.”
I sat up quickly, tearing my hands away from my slit. “No.” I
frowned stubbornly. “I want you.”
Her lip curled back in a snarl and she growled, her teeth still
deep in Danni’s vein. She was drawing her blood harder and faster,
making Danni squirm. She wasn’t in pain. The opposite. She was
close again, pressing herself further onto Amy’s tongue, but I could
see the thumping of her pulse. Camila was rushing to get to me. I
wondered how much of her was demon and how much was sensible
as she fed. How much of her need was because of me. She gripped
tighter, sucking deeper.
I crawled back to the edge of the bed, fixing my eyes on hers.
“Slow down,” I said. I swallowed the nerves her grimace spiked in
me, but I didn’t back down. Anyone would have thought I was crazy
saying no to her. When someone that strong and deadly gives you
instructions, you follow them. I should have stayed rolling in the
sheets, with my fingers inside me, until she told me to stop. I didn’t
care how close I was to coming. I wouldn’t without her hands on my
body and not without my lips on hers. I dropped back on my heels,
making myself comfortable with a smooth, deep breath.
“Slow down,” I repeated. Her eyes narrowed, but her jaw
relaxed. Danni whimpered
, a high sound of longing, but that was
her problem. Her orgasm wasn’t worth Camila hurting her. I waited
patiently, occupying my hands by twisting the blanket around my
index finger. I could still feel her in my head. No words now, but
emotions. Her desire for me was red hot, bordering on anger. She
wasn’t going to hurt me. She wasn’t capable of it, but as soon as she
was done feeding, she was going to fuck the hell out of me.
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Gently, she pulled away from Danni’s neck. She licked the bite
marks closed, the strokes of her tongue healing the red and tender
skin. She moved just as slowly, laying Danni on the chair. Amy was
right there, crawling up Danni’s body.
Camila’s movement across the room was a blur. She was on
top of me, her clothes tossed aside, her knee pressed between my
thighs before the breath rushed out of my lungs. My blood boiled
under my cheeks. She stared at me, then moved her legs, pressing
herself, hot and slick against my hip. My clit throbbed against her
skin. My chest rose and fell under her perfect weight, her nipples
lightly brushing against my breasts, hard and full. Now would have
been a perfect time for her to release all that passion and fury. But
she held still, her tongue brushing over her fangs and lips the only
part of her that was moving.
Until I twisted my hips. I was willing to wait for the sake
Camila’s health and sanity and Danni’s jugular, but now was our
time. I lifted my head and licked her neck and twisted my hips some
more. “I thought you wanted me too,” I said and then whimpered as
she shifted against me, bringing our slits in perfect line with each
other.She didn’t reply right away. Instead, she rode me hard, but
it wasn’t the rough brushes of our pussies against each other that
pushed me over the edge. It was the moment when she finally kissed
me, when her tongue slid past my lips. I tasted her…and I tasted
Danni. Her blood was sweet, traces still fresh in Camila’s mouth.
The small voice in my mind, the full human, was back and telling
me I shouldn’t have wanted more of the flavor, but I couldn’t turn
my head away. I moaned into her mouth, letting the electricity tackle
me from my clit to my toes to the tips of my breasts. I arched against
her body. I needed the grind and the push on the outside to match the
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