Page 20 of Fanged Interest


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“I think it’s time to put Max to bed.”

“No kidding.” Hunter sighed, already setting down her drink. “Honestly, you’d think she would have learned after the first hundred times.”

We slipped through the crowd together.

“Oh thank god,” Sky mumbled when I appeared at her shoulder, thrusting Maxine into my arms. “She’s heavier than she looks.”

“Jordan!” Max giggled as she coiled her arms around my neck. “Yay! Come danzz with us.”

“Maybe later.” I grunted. Sky was right, for someone so tiny Max was a dead weight in my arms.

I handed Maxine over to Hunter who promptly swung the petite vampire over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Max didn’t seem to mind, however, and she waved at us over Hunter’s shoulder as she was carried away.

“Well, now that that’s taken care of.” I sidled closer to Sky and offered her my hand. “Care to dance?”

Blushing under the UV lights, Sky coyly took my hand and let me guide her across the floor. We paused under the glinting disco ball—a decoration that seemed far too out of date for such a fancy establishment, and got to grinding. Dancing led to kissing and brushing drenched tendrils of hair out of each other’s eyes. I had to tilt my chin up to kiss her, my arms snaking around her waist and cupping her ass as I did so.

“You know,” Sky said, her voice a murmur in my ear, “I’m beginning to wonder if this ‘lover’ situation is still just an act.”

A shiver spiked down my spine, her breath hot on my neck. “Whatever gave you that idea?”

“Just a hunch.” She brushed her lips against mine again, sending jolts of electricity right down to my core.

Sky was taller than me, but her presence towered above the ceiling and pressed me into the varnished floor. Pressed me across the penthouse and into the first door that would open for us.

We didn’t lock the door. It creaked on its hinges with every forceful mashing of mouths, loud enough to be heard over the blaring music. Her hand slid up my skirt, while I, in turn, lamented her choice of tight jeans and belt. There should be a definitive name for that blitzed tango.

Sky’s fingers toyed at the lining of my underwear, the fabric already damp with my arousal.

“I do believe I owe you a debt,” Sky purred into my ear, nipping at the lobe as she drew my underwear to the side.

I could only moan in response, jutting out my jaw as she flattened my body against the door and slid one slender finger along my entrance.

Through heavy lidded eyes I could vaguely make out the room over her shoulder. A guest room by the looks of it, one wide window cracked open and a breeze billowing the cream curtains.

And a figure kneeling on the window sill, watching us.

I stifled a scream and tackled Sky to the floor as the shifter launched its mangey body towards us. The monstrous form crashed against the door, claws swiping and splintering the spot where my head had been seconds before.

I hauled Sky to her feet as the shifter careered towards us again, yellow eyes glowing like traffic lights in the dark room. The creature snarled, frothing at the mouth as it barreled towards us again.

Without warning, I lifted Sky in my arms and chucked her unceremoniously onto the nearby bed, sprinting forward to meet the shifter head-on.

I gripped both ends of its open jaw, narrowly avoiding the creature’s slashing claws in the collision. Teeth pierced through my hands as I stared down the shifter’s gullet. Rows upon rows of shaggy, needle-like teeth.

Somewhere behind me, Sky was screaming but I couldn’t afford to look away. With every bit of my strength, I pushed back against the shifter, locking my elbows as I strained. Finally, with a sickening crack, the shifter’s bottom jaw slackened, hanging unnaturally as the creature slathered and howled.

I jumped out of the way as the monster rampaged, its broken jaw dragging on the ground. With the creature distracted, I wasted no time grabbing Sky’s hand and rushing her out of the room.

Back in the hallway, Sky clung to me tightly as new screams erupted from the dance floor. “What the fuck is going on?!”

“A targeted attack.” My voice shook slightly, but my head was clear. “This is Jeremy’s doing.”

My first objective was getting Sky to safety. Something that was easier said than done considering the scene we stepped into. Shifters and vampires grappled and brawled, turning the penthouse into a bloody warzone. I risked a glance at Sky who stared at the ensuing carnage with wide eyes.

Vampires were snagged in shaggy jaws, shifters were torn limb from limb.

Luckily for us, most of my coworkers were significantly blood-drunk, something that made them stronger and far more animalistic. The shifters may have had the element of surprise but the tides were already turning in our favor.

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