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“How long did it take you to handle three vampires fucking you at once?” I asked her.
“About six months. That was over five years ago now though. It’s like a rite of initiation, giving your ass and your pussy at the same time. Would you want that? To take two vampire cocks at once?”
I lifted a leg to show her the smears of blood between my thighs.
“I’m still struggling to take one of them. I feel like I’ve been torn to pieces.”
Her grin was filled with life.
“My blood and spit lube didn’t help all that much, then? Hardly surprising, since Hans is as rough as they come. Literally.”
There were so many questions I wanted to ask her. How she learnt about vampires, and how she ended up here. What games she’d played, and which were her favourites. I’d have loved to quiz her on everything about this place, and the vampires who came here. The blood boys, and Edwin, and Lady Jane. And Hans, of course. I wanted to know everything she knew about myfated mate.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” she said.
She showed me the best technique for clearing away blood without disturbing the wounds. A simple dabbing motion mixed with gentle sweeps. She did my neck for me as she talked me through it.
“Here,” she said when she was done, and gave me the towel. “Have a go on mine.”
I started with the bite on her shoulder, fascinated by the way her teeth marks looked as I washed them clean. I swept the wet towel down to the bites on her tits, loving the way they moved as I dabbed at them and how her nipples went hard before my eyes.
She angled herself so I could clean up the bites on her hips, then hitched her leg up for me, happy for me to clean her pussy. I was fixated as she spread herself wide.
She was still bleeding from the invasion of two huge vampire cocks, blood dribbling from both her pussy and her ass in dainty red trickles down her thighs.
I ran the towel so gently between her legs, my eyes fixed on what I was doing. I’d never seen another girl’s pussy like this. I loved the way she moved as the cloth stroked against her.
“Damn,” she whispered. “I’m already so horny again. Maybe Edwin will take me next, if I ask him nicely.”
Part of me hoped I could watch them, like I’d watched her take the others.
“Your turn,” she said, and gestured me to spread myself in return.
She took the towel back and cleaned me up as I’d cleaned her. I felt a shudder of pleasure at the brush of her touch. It was such a shame I didn’t have more blood for her to clean from me, I’d have loved it to go on for hours.
With Hans watching.
“All done,” she said, and dropped the towel in the washing bin. “At least for now.”
She took my arm in hers and led me out of the bathroom. I almost jumped in shock when I saw Hans leant back against the wall opposite, staring at us.
Had he been hearing my thoughts, and could he hear them now?
About my fantasies of Sarah and Edwin, and how I’d liked her touch.
And about Mary. Fated mates, and the woman called Mary.
I didn’t want him to hear my thoughts on that. Not here and not yet, with Sarah still on my arm.
“How did it go with the clean up?” he asked us both, but his eyes dug into mine.
I knew he was about to read my mind, but I didn’t want it. I had to try for some new skills, and let my instincts guide me.
Feeling, not thinking.
I pictured those walls of mist in the woodlands by the trapdoor, fogging up the air all around me. Blocking out the world outside.
Hans must have known what I was doing. He lowered his eyebrows.
