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Not that I'd given her any idea of what was going on inside of my head. I scarcely knew that right now either. My hand slid around to grasp the back of her neck, making a small pained noise escape from her lips. I held her firmly, but not hard enough to hurt her, then arched her head back to meet my gaze.
"We are vampires, Piper. Whether or not you can control what your body does, you should be aware that we are not human men." I lowered my face, brushing my nose against the side of her face as I inhaled deeply. Her body stiffened as I pressed myself against her. When she felt the length of my arousal against her stomach, she let out a startled gasp but didn't push me away. If anything, her own arousal spiked even more.
Encouraged by her response, I trailed my nose along her jawline and then down the side of her neck. Her heart rate kicked up in response, and I could feel the tension in her. She wanted it but was afraid at the same time. It made the scent of her blood even more delicious. My fangs ached to pierce her milky white flesh and taste her on my tongue.
A part of me was jealous of Rayne for getting to her first. It was that part that allowed me to open my mouth and tease her with the tips of my fangs, not biting down but letting her know they were there. Her hands reached up from where they had been motionless at her sides and landed on my chest, but she didn't push me away or pull me closer. They just sat there as if she were still debating her reaction.
Once again, I felt jealous of Rayne. Oh, to see inside of her head right now.
To distract myself from taking what I wanted, I murmured against her skin, "Perhaps you mean to torture us. Do you mean to bring out the monster in us? Are we that unbearable to work for?"
Her throat moved beneath my mouth as she swallowed hard and stuttered, "N...no. I like it here."
"What is it then?" My other arm wrapped around her waist and held her tightly to my chest as her hands on my chest twisted into my shirt. "Do you wish for us to take you? Do you want to know the sting of my kiss against your neck as I feed on you? Is that it?"
Piper didn't answer, but that was enough, to begin with. She wanted something from us, whether she wanted to admit it or not.
I was about to give it to her before a knock sounded on my door, breaking the spell between us. Piper shoved against my chest, and I stepped back as I abruptly released her. I adjusted my tie and turned my back on her as I waved toward the door.
"Go to your room and don't come back out until it's done. Next time I won't be so lenient."
As I rounded my desk and sat down, I didn't meet her eyes, but I could hear the outrage in her voice as she bit out, "Of course, master. Whatever you wish." Out of the corner of my eye, she mock-curtsied before marching out over to the door and swinging it open.
Darren stood on the other side with a blank expression on his face. I knew my servant well enough to know he was not happy with something. I also knew he would tell me as soon as he was ready.
Piper flicked her gaze toward me and then back to Darren. "Maybe you can help our master pry the stick out of his ass. He seems to have gotten one lodged up there somewhere."
Darren's brows lifted a fraction to break his poker face briefly. Piper stomped away without another word and left us alone in the office. I lifted my hand and quirked two fingers at him, and Darren moved into the office.
"Close the door."
I didn't have to tell him why, Darren just did it. How refreshing it was for one of my employees to actually obey my orders. However, Darren had several lifetimes to get used to my commands, and I knew part of him liked doing what I asked, even more so than being in charge of my entire household. The man always had a thing for order. From his ebony hair slicked back without a hair out of place to the freshly pressed suit he wore on his sinewy frame, Darren was nothing but orderly, tight down to the pristine white gloves covering his hands.
No, Darren was the perfect servant in every way. He always knew what I needed and was happy to give it to me, and right now, I needed a release.
Without having to ask, Darren moved around the desk and knelt in front of me. His hands reached for my pants, but I pushed them away. I gestured for him to stand up. As he moved back to his feet, Darren waited for my command.
"I am yours, whatever you need." Darren's eyes locked with mine as he repeated the same words he'd said to me so long ago when we were in a similar position. I needed something, and he gave it to me, regardless of what it was.
Some might find our relationship twisted, sick, but it worked for us. Darren had been dying, and when I had saved him all those years ago, I didn't use that salvation as a bargaining chip or leverage over him. No, his servitude was at a mutual benefit. I needed someone I could trust with my life and that of my brothers, to be the eyes and ears during the day time when we could not be, and while our relationship had not started out physical, it had become that and more when he had offered himself to me much like he was now.
"Turn around." I moved my chair away from the desk and stood, allowing him to take my place. When he was in front of me, I commanded, "Bend over."
Without a word, he unbuttoned his slacks and dropped them to the ground before bending at the waist before me. My eyes swept over the pale skin revealed to me my already hard cock dripping and ready for release. I unbuckled my belt with one hand and reached into the drawer of my desk for a small bottle of lube. I released my cock from my pants and squirted some of the cool gel onto it. As I wrapped my hand around myself, I gave it a few good tugs before moving closer to Darren.
Darren let out a low grunt as I pushed inside of him, one of my hands on his back and the other on his hip as I moved. His fingers curled around the edges of my desk, the knuckles turning white as he let out little gasps and groans before I grabbed that perfectly slicked back hair and gave it a good tug. That made him cry out and release on the floor beneath my desk. I was not too far behind him, letting out my own grunt of pleasure as I finished.
As I pulled out, I gave Darren a slight pat on his bare butt before moving back. He quickly stood and grabbed the handkerchief from his pocket, cleaning himself off before turning to do the same to me. Once he was done, I redid my pants and moved around the room while he cleaned the mess on the floor.
"Have the others all gone to the club?" I picked up my cell phone from the desk and looked at my messages. None of my brothers had messaged me, but that wasn't surprising. They didn't have to tell me every single aspect of their life, not like our sire would have required. It was part of the reason we became our own house.
"Yes," Darren answered and stood. He smoothed his hand over his head, trying to smooth the hair I had tousled. "They left as soon as the sun set."
"Good." I nodded and waited for the reason Darren had come to my office in the first place.
"The preparations for this weekend are completed,” he reported, “though it was slow going because of unforeseeable consequences."
I snorted. Unforeseeable consequences, indeed. "And how is our little maid doing? She is easily frazzled." I let out a rare chuckle. "I almost thought she would hit me just now."
