red lips into a pout. Without waiting for an answer, she replaced the bottle.
“No, chamomile is too gentle for you males.”
She lifted another glass bottle. Purple liquid twinkled.
“Or perhaps columbine?”
“Dab on some of the rose,” Luca suggested, suddenly impatient. The rose scent was his favorite on her and it would fit the mood for sex.
She nodded and he caught a glimpse of a mischievous smile.
“Excellent choice, Luca. You always have the best suggestions.”
The other two males growled.
Her teasing grin widened and she glanced at them as they stalked toward her.
“Am I making you males cross?”
She batted her eyelashes prettily and opened the bottle with the rose scent. Luca’s breath quickened as the succulent perfume mingled with her unique sweet female scent. Automatically his cock hardened until he could barely stand it. He hurried to undress.
Satin loved it when her males became angry. They put aside their tenderness toward her and became forceful and dominating. It aroused her to see their fierce sides. Their cocks would harden into thick spikes, their fangs dropped, muscles would flex in a show of power and their unique scents of lust and love permeated the air. In turn, her body hummed and her pussy creamed as she gazed from one male to the next and then to the other. She trembled with need as she studied their sharp white incisors as they protruded past their lips. Fury and arousal sparked their gazes.
They were competitive males and sought her attention, yet they were also bonded in a brotherhood she found fascinating, as such links were extremely rare in the Crimson Clan or in the vampire world in general. Here within their clan, the Queen made sure everyone feared her and each other in order to keep a tight rein on all. But over the decades, no matter how hard the Queen had tried to break the ties the three males had forged between them, she hadn’t been successful. In the end, the Queen had recognized the males’ potential and relinquished her control, educating them in languages and giving them prestigious bounty hunter positions, despite maintaining that they were still her slaves. They hadn’t disappointed her. They brought back every bounty she sent them after, unless of course they were forced to kill their prey and hide their bodies so the human world wouldn’t catch on that vampires still existed.
But if Queen Crimson found out they were fucking her without the Queen’s permission…Satin trembled with a sudden burst of panic. The distinct squeak of the bottom drawer on her armoire being pulled open made her shivers of distress turn to need. She kept many silky red rope ribbons in that drawer, strong material that the males loved to bind her with.
She yelped in surprise and excitement as Jaymes grabbed her elbow and led her to stand beneath a metal hook bolted into the solid rock cell’s ceiling. One peg of many, which were rampant in all the slave cells. The Queen had a long history of torturing her slaves and Satin hadn’t been immune.
Her breath halted as Tristan handed a long red ribbon to Luca.
“You know better than to tease us, female,” Tristan muttered.
The instant his hand clasped her wrist, sparks whipped through her. He held her tight, ensuring his dominance and guaranteeing her no escape. Not that she wanted to run, but it would be intriguing to have them chase her down, to be tied to her bed and for them to fuck her until she begged them to stop.
“I…love teasing you…you know that.” She could barely catch her breath as Luca began to tie a silky bond around her wrist.
“Then you’ll love what we have planned for you,” Jaymes hissed as he grabbed her other arm, tugging it forward in front of her so Luca could wrap the silky ribbon around that wrist as well.
“Hmm, perhaps I will, perhaps I won’t,” she countered.
Her words had the desired effect. Their incisors grew longer and Jaymes’ and Luca’s eyes glowed red with