A Taste for Blood by Erin Lark Read Free Book Online Page B

met my gaze, her eyes silently asking, begging for permission.
    Inclining my head, I closed my eyes and leant back. The room fell silent for a long moment, and if it weren’t for my being a vampire, I wouldn’t have been able to hear our hearts beating or Zee’s delicious blood flowing through her veins.
    Someone moved off to the side, their shadow falling over the top of me. Cool fabric washed across my legs as Kassy removed her gown. Taking a breath to steady my nerves and growing impatience, I noted the sweet hint of honeysuckle and warm breath against my neck. I counted my inhalations and the seconds that slowly slipped by, but the last thing I expected to happen was two women kissing me at the same time.
    My eyes flew open when Zee bit at my collarbone, causing my grip on the chain to tighten when Kassy pressed her lips against the base of my cock. Zee’s fingers played with the buttons on my shirt, holding my attention just long enough to lose track of what they were doing.
    I leant back on my elbows, fighting gravity to keep myself upright. It was easier said than done, especially when Zee bit me. Just. Like. That. I was vaguely aware of the hot breath on my cock—of Kassy using the tip of her tongue to trace the vein along the underside of it.
    I groaned as she made slow, sweeping motions from the base to the tip and back down again. And each time she reached the head, Kassy paid close attention to the slit. The longer she teased me—the longer she tasted me—the less aware of Zee’s bite I became. Until I couldn’t feel it at all.
    She could’ve broken the skin or nicked an artery for all I cared. So long as they touched me, I didn’t care who was in control. I just hoped it wasn’t me.
    On Kassy’s fifth pass— or was it the seventh ?—I released the chain and placed my hand on the top of her head. She murmured something I couldn’t hear, but I felt the vibrations of her voice on my skin before she licked at the head of my cock. I thrust upward, and in that single, sweet moment, she deep-throated me.
    She didn’t suck. She didn’t bite, gag or pull away. Instead, she moved slowly. Painfully. Using long, fluid strokes, she pressed her tongue along the base of my cock, keeping the same pace as before. My arms shook from staying in the same position, but I didn’t care. And as the first tremors of an orgasm ran through me, a second pair of lips touched my own.
    “Bite,” Zee whispered against my lips, licking at them before kissing me a second time.
    I bit her bottom lip, sucking at it when the taste of iron registered on my tongue. Zee held a hand at the nape of my neck, holding me there as I searched for the chain to Kassy’s collar, pulling up on it before they both pushed me over the edge. She was good. Too good. But I wasn’t ready to finish just yet—and neither was she. If they thought I was turned on now—
    Damn it, Alex, stop kidding yourself.
    I wasn’t here to drink.
    Tell that to Zee and the bite you just gave her.
    It had been just a bite. I was allowed to watch.
    For now. But what about later ?
    I knew how the first drink of the day made me feel, and chances were, someone was going to get fucked before we even got to brunch.
    Reluctant to break our kiss halfway through, I turned away from Zee, pressing both hands on Kassy’s cheeks before drawing her up to meet me. I kissed her, lightly at first so she could taste Zee on my lips before she kissed me back. In that instant, the flavour of Zee and Kassy become one. Both sweet in their own way, their combined taste was too much.
    “Enough,” I breathed, struggling to catch my breath as the room started to spin. Caressing Kassy’s face, I asked, “How was it? The kiss?”
    Kassy sucked on her bottom lip, savouring what was left, then smiled. It was almost calming, and as the smile grew, I knew it wouldn’t take much at all to get her drunk. We had to be careful, but even from the small sampling I’d already had, I was