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My feet automatically carry me a step forward. I can’t deny him, even if I wanted to, without facing some sort of punishment. I’m here solely for whoever wants my entertainment.
“Pretty vixen, don’t give him the pleasure.” Knox surprises me by reaching for my hand. Tugging me closer, he pulls me from Monroe’s reach. “Come sit with me. I want your company.”
Two hands lock around my waist and yank me forward and away from Knox’s attempt to get me to sit with him. I land on top of Sawyer’s hulking body and stiffen, nervous about being in the middle of three vampires who all want my attention.
Nerves tighten my chest at the quick intervention before I could join Knox. I’m not used to so many wanting me when the other performers are just as beautiful. It’s like I’ve turned into a competition, but I don’t get to choose who I let treat me like theirs for the next hour. And Sawyer? I’m not sure about him. He’s bold for stealing me away from his crewmembers, and I kind of like it. It makes it easier, since they might’ve started fighting or asked me to pick. I can’t make that type of decision. Someone would be angry, and Alexander would take it out on me.
“I requested Ruby, so you two are going to relax and not smother her.” Sawyer’s arms lace around my stomach, the chill of his skin sending goosebumps over my body.
“You asshole,” Monroe mutters, but he doesn’t try to snatch me away.
“Seriously. I kissed her first. She should be mine.” Knox reaches out and caresses his fingers across my bottom lip. “Isn’t that right, sexy vixen?”
I don’t respond and pull my hair in front, giving Sawyer access to me to see if he’ll bite me.
“You know she can’t agree with you, Knox. Aris owns her, and she’d never claim otherwise.” Sawyer hums and sniffs my shoulder, his mouth so close that his lips send tingles over the spot. “Right, Ruby?” I’ve never been addressed directly so much during a private show.
“Mmmhmm,” I reply, choosing to keep my comments to myself. I roll my hips and offer a soft moan, my reactions to him calculated and imprinted in my mind from everything Opal taught me about how to get a client to come back over and over again. It’s the regulars who pay the higher prices, even for just the chance to be near me. It also will help redirect their conversation. They can’t think about anything besides what they want to do to me, which is better than them arguing with me in the middle.
It works. Sawyer continues to explore my stomach.
“You like my attention, don’t you?” Sawyer whispers, now ignoring Monroe and Knox.
“Mmmhmm.” My voice comes out low and breathy, and I continue to grind on his lap until I feel his body awaken beneath me. Planting my feet to the floor, I spin to face him.
Sawyer grabs at me again, tugging me back to him until I straddle his lap, my knees planted on the couch cushion on the outside of his legs. The heat of Knox’s gaze smolders over me, but I keep my eyes trained on Sawyer, not looking into his silver-flashing irises directly but close enough that he knows I won’t give anyone else attention while in his possession. It’s what I’m trained to do. If one of Alexander’s guests thinks for even a second that they’re paying him for me to look at someone else, I’d end up with a worse punishment than the cage.
“Isn’t she so sexy?” Sawyer asks, tracing the silhouette of my body with his hands. “Flawless on every level. The way she moves...” He licks his lips.
I bite my bottom lip between my teeth and comb my hair over my shoulder, exposing my throat. “I’d love for you to taste me.” While many donors ask vampires if they want a taste, I would never. I know they want a taste. It’s about them thinking that I want them to want me.
Sawyer’s fangs click as he extends them. The automatic reaction of his vampire nature excites my body more than it should, and I can’t stop the soft moan from escaping my mouth. With some vampires, the act of a bite can be more than just them getting sustenance, and with how hard his cock is flexing between my legs, I can guess he’s the type to want to turn a bite into something more intimate.
“If you don’t give her what she wants, then I will,” Knox says, leaning closer. He risks the safety of his hand to stroke his fingers over my arm.
I tense and freeze, fear rising inside me. Vampires are possessive as fuck when they have their sights set on a donor, and it’s clear that Sawyer already has silently claimed me for the hour. Because with the way he looks at me, I sense it’s more than about just tasting my blood. He desires me on many different levels.
“Oh, she’s going to get everything she wants,” Sawyer says, stroking his fingers along my jaw.
I swallow my nerves, trying to calm my racing heart. Knox continues to run his fingers across my wrist without Sawyer trying to murder him, which helps ease my anxiety. They were all aware that because all of them prefer female donors that two of them would share.
“Would you like a taste?” Topaz’s soft voice comes from my left as she dances in front of Monroe. It’s now that I realize the others all have chosen companions except for her, and it’s probably because these three vampires have their sights on me.
Monroe ignores her, his gaze burning into the side of my face. If Sawyer hadn’t locked me in his stare, I would shift to look at Monroe. I’m used to having dozens of vampires’ attentions on me, but this feels different. It feels as if the three of them won’t accept anything else, which will be a problem if they bite me and drink. They could take too much.
Topaz must sense what I do, because she dances closer and unclasps her top, dropping it right onto Monroe’s lap. I expect him to finally take her up on her offering, but he still doesn’t respond to her. And shit. If her boobs don’t steal his attention from me, I don’t know what could.
“Come here, baby,” a masculine voice says. “Come join your sister and me. There’s enough of me to give you both attention. Don’t let that fucker’s rejection get to you.”
This time, I do break Sawyer’s eye contact to glance at a burly vampire sitting on the loveseat with Garnet. He holds out his hand, curling his fingers to get Topaz to go to him instead. I expect Monroe to finally react and grab her, but he doesn’t say anything. And now I’m weirded out. Who dismisses the chance for a personal donor?
I watch in silence as the other vampire leads the two dancers out of the living area and into one of the bedrooms. Mya and Pearl have already taken their guests to other bedrooms as well. I frown, accidentally breaking my performance expression and meet Monroe’s eyes. They crinkle in the corners, the golden color of his irises lighting up silver with his hunger.
“What is it, little bird? Are you upset that I denied your friend?” Monroe asks, reaching out to stroke his hand over my arm. “Because you shouldn’t be. I prefer to give my attention to you.”
My breathing quickens, and I don’t respond. I don’t trust my voice not to give away what runs through my mind. These three vampires turn my body out of whack, and I don’t even know what to do. So I remain silent, pull myself together, and do what Topaz did. I click the quick release button on my bikini top and let it fall onto Sawyer’s lap. Like Opal has said a million times before, if I’m ever scared, uncertain, or need a moment to figure out what to do, then show off my boobs. It will give me a couple minutes to think.
“Damn,” Sawyer whispers, his fingers leaving my jaw and traveling down my neck. “Is that where you want me to taste you, Ruby?”
