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Mary was a woman I should know.
A part of my soul wanted to dig all the way into it, but the rest of me really didn’t. It wasn’t the time. Not in the aftermath of a blood house session with a brand new friend beside me.
I was still pain drunk and floating high enough to smile at Sarah and assure her I’d be fine.
“It was crazy back there,” I said. “I’ve barely ever seen any movies about vampire sex, let alone watch it in its full glory. It was amazing. You were taking it so, so well.”
“Thanks. You, too.”
She brushed some of the drying blood from the wounds on my neck. Her touch helped me shunt the eerieMaryandfated matesthoughts away.
“He really got you good there, didn’t he?” she said. “Hans’ teeth sure are brutal.”
It felt strangely good to watch her checking me out, as though it was totally normal for us to be here together, comparing vampire bite marks naked in a bathroom.
I looked at her wounds in return, pointing to a particularly savage looking bite on her hip. It was still dripping blood down her leg.
“Who did this one?”
“Petre.”
It was obvious how much she liked him. I saw her burning up in front of me.
“He’s huge,” I said, pointing out the obvious. “I know the vampire guys are mainly huge, but he ishugehuge.”
“Yeah, he’s a giant, but apparently there’s a an even bigger guy. Down on the coast of Brazil.”
The full scope of the global vampire scene still felt alien to me.
“Have you ever been to any of the other blood houses?”
“I’ve been to one in Germany, but none of the others. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get a fated mate of my own one day and they can whisk me away to show me the world.”
She turned me towards her, checking out the healing bite marks on my tits.
“They’re really nice. Has Hans shown you the dirty bite yet?”
I remembered Lady Jane mentioning that downstairs.
“I don’t think so. What is it?”
She spread her legs with no self-consciousness whatsoever, pointing out two places on her pussy, on either side of her clit. Yep. I got it. I gave her a nod.
“Ah, yeah. I remember Hans telling me about it, but no, he hasn’t bitten me there yet.”
She looked so pleased for me.
“You’ve got so much great stuff to look forward to. Girls in here go crazy for the dirty bite, but the vampires play the long game. They hold it back for special occasions, leaving us hanging like puppets on a string. It’s so addictive, it’s ridiculous. It feels like your clit is wound up to another dimension, and when that orgasm starts to blow, it’s a mad combination. Pain and pleasure, at the same time beyond words.” The expression on her face said so much, she was glowing.
She reached out and stroked the bite marks around my nipple. It felt so natural just to let her.
“I’m not kidding,” she went on, “You’ve had some great tit bites from the looks, but times that by about a hundred. Imagine a vamp on each tit and a third between your legs, giving you the dirty bite. When you come, you really do come.”
I wondered if I’d be experiencing anything like that myself one day.
“We should get cleaned up.” She picked up a towel, dampened it under the tap, then started dabbing at her tits.
My tits were tingling and so was my sore pussy. A vamp on each tit and a dirty bite. I wanted that.
