“We’re here already?” Ji-Su asked as he looked out the window. They’d been driving less than ten minutes and had pulled up to a large Tuscan style mansion. The home was constructed from pale yellow stone with a reddish-brown roof.Flowers blooming in window garden boxes brought more color to the elegant home.
“Yes. This is a Sanguis Syndicate owned property outside the city proper. Everett hosts many of his parties here.”
The driver came around and opened the door for them. Raul got out first, then reached back to help Ji-Su step out onto a smooth asphalt driveway. The flecks of mica mixed into the pavement glittered in the light falling from the post-mounted carriage lights lining the circular drive. Raul tucked Ji-Su’s hand into the crook of his elbow as they walked to the garden where the party was taking place.
Ji-Su couldn’t see into the garden as a high wall of meticulously trimmed green shrubbery encircled it, protecting the space from prying eyes. There was one gap in the hedge for people to enter the garden, but it was guarded by a black wrought iron gate. A curtain of red roses covered the gate, ensuring that the screen of privacy was complete. As they drew closer, he could hear music and the out of sight guests laughing and celebrating. An attendant in a red jacket and black pants standing in front of the gate greeted them with a polite smile.
“Hello. May I have your invitation, please?”
Rual handed the attendant the scroll and waited as he unrolled it to look it over.
The attendant’s smile brightened when he finished reading the invite. “Mr. Raul and Mr. Ji-Su. Welcome. Please enjoy your evening.” He bowed slightly and opened the garden gate for them.
Raul and Ji-Su passed through the rose covered entrance onto a stone lined path. When Ji-Su saw what he’d walked into, his mouth dropped open in shock. Trying not to be gauche, he immediately snapped it shut again.
This... This was not what he expected. When Everett said the party would be hedonistic, he’d thought he meant thevibeswould be hedonistic, with wild music and maybe a few topless party goers. This was way more than vibes however.
Everywhere he looked, people danced, drank blood, masturbated, and fucked. All of it right out in the open. There was some privacy for those who wanted it. Beautiful airy tents decorated with gauzy scarlet draping and white twinkle lights were scattered across the expansive grounds. Some had the front flaps of their tents tied back, revealing the occupants and the activities taking place inside.
“Are you okay?” Raul asked him for the second time that night.
Ji-Su looked up at Raul and nodded.
“It’s a shock,” he admitted. “But I’m fine.”
“If you want to leave—.”
Ji-Su shook his head before Raul could finish. “No, I want to stay.”
“Okay then.”
Raul put a hand at the small of his back, his touch warm and gentle, to guide him over to where Everett was greeting guests as they arrived.
Ji-Su thought the vampire looked handsome yet devilish in a deep crimson three-piece suit and midnight black shirt. A large, blood-red ruby tie pin glinted against the raven backdrop of his tie. Everett smiled when he saw them, the friendly expression erasing some of his devilish demeanor.
“I’m glad you both made it. Welcome to my hedonistic garden party.”
“Hedonistic?” Raul looked around at the groups and pairs of vampires and humans fucking out in the open without a care who watched. “Next time just say blood orgy.”
Everett laughed. “Hedonistic sounds classier.”
“Where is Solan?” Ji-Su asked.
“I had to come early to oversee the preparations and greet the guests. Solan will be arriving later.” He paused and looked behind Ji-Su. “Actually, there he is now.”
Ji-Su turned to see Solan come through the garden gate. He was dressed perfectly for the sensual scarlet theme in a short, sleek red fur coat and sheer, flowy red pants with a pair of black briefs beneath. The coat hung open and slipped down to his elbows, showing off his bare chest and shoulders. Black Gucci slides with their trademark red, green and gold trim were on his feet and he’d pulled his hair back from his face and tied it up in a bun. A red ribbon secured the thick knot of hair, the long ends left to trail over one shoulder.
“I thought I told you to wear your hair down,” Everett said when Solan reached them.
Solan said hello to Raul and Ji-Su then gave a careless shrug to Everett. “You’re not the boss of me.”
Everett’s eyes burned as bright as blue flames at that flippant response. He grabbed the knot of hair at Solan’s nape and yanked his head to the side. When his throat was exposed, he bit.
Ji-Su tried not to watch but he couldn’t look away as Solan trembled, pressing close to his lover and sliding his arms up to wrap around Everett’s neck. It was clear Solan was aroused by the bite. Which once again made Ji-Su remember that Raul withheld his pleasure venom when he bit him.
Everett quickly ended the bite, lapping his tongue over the punctures to close them. He raised his head to look at Solan. “Why can’t you ever behave?”
“You’d be bored to tears if I did.”
