"Alex! Wait until you hear what-!"
Ana stopped abruptly, fingers still on the handle of her friend's bedroom door.
On the big bed before her, Alex straddled Damien, and had been riding him hard judging by how she was panting. Both were stark naked, Alex's breasts held in his hands, both of their eyes glowing brightly, faces flushed.
"Oh...my...god," Ana muttered with a drunken laugh as Alexandra turned her head to look at her, a tendril of her long dark hair falling down across her damp forehead, the flames in her eyes fading from red to green. "It looks like the real party is in here."
"Yeah?" the naked girl asked calmly, raising an eyebrow but continuing to slowly swivel her hips over her Sire's lap. He raised up on one elbow and looked intently at the girl in the doorway. In contrast to Ana's furiously red cheeks, neither seemed particularly embarrassed.
"I... uh... it can wait..." she managed, unable to take her eyes off the scene before her.
Alex shrugged and bent to kiss Damien passionately. He ran his hands up and down her back, squeezing her bottom and pressing her more tightly to his lap.
"I'll just ... go now..." Ana managed, taking a wobbly step backwards
"If you're sure..." Alex called after her just as the door was closing.
"What?"
Ana stepped back into the room, aware that she was probably too drunk to be having any conversation with them in their current state.
"You're welcome to join us if you'd like."
Ana's mouth fell open, her cheeks burning even hotter. She stared from Alex to Damien, who cocked a rakish half-smile at her, his long black hair falling into his eyes. She felt a flush come over her entire body, and it wasn't from embarrassment.
"I... that's OK... uhm... I shouldn't..." she stammered.
"I can hear your heart pounding from here," Damien said in his deep seductive voice.
Alex murmured something to him in Vampyr, laughing softly, and he nipped at one nipple, making her break into a full fit of laughter.
"What?" Ana asked, glaring at her.
"I told him not to take on more than he can handle," Alex managed, then shrieked , blood tears coming to her eyes as he flipped her off his lap and she landed amidst the tangled covers beside him, laughing uncontrollably.
Ana just watched in fascination taking a huge swallow of the forgotten drink in her hand. Alex recovered, sliding out of the bed with that inhuman grace and slowly walked to the girl at the door.
"Come on. We won't hurt you," she whispered, holding out her hand, forcing the flames out of her eyes.
Ana stared into those green eyes, possibilities flashing through her mind. Then, licking her lips, she took the outstretched hand, feeling the cool fingers close over her own. She vaguely heard the bedroom door behind her lock as she walked into the middle of the room. Alex took the martini from her hand, setting it on the bedside table. Damien sat up silently then vanished abruptly.
"Don't do that," Ana hissed when she felt his hands on her shoulders a moment later. "I hate it when you people do that to me."
"Sorry," he whispered in her ear. "I can still hear your poor heart,"
She shivered when he ran his hands down her arms, kissing the side of her neck softly. Alex sank down onto the bed, legs curled beneath her, eyes once again concealed behind the green flames.
Turning in his embrace, Ana stood on tiptoe, pulling his head down so she could kiss him. She could feel his naked body against hers. The kiss was every bit as hot and consuming as she had imagined from watching him kiss Alex. Insecurity flashed over her for a split second; she knew she could never live up to Alexandra's prowess or the ferocity of her ardor.
"Why can't you?" Damien murmured, trailing his lips down her throat, lifting her off the floor and kissing her harder.
She sucked in her breath sharply when he set her down and knelt to kiss her bare stomach, sliding his hands around her hips to unzip her skirt in the back. The silk slid down her body and puddled gracefully at her feet. He smiled up at her and pressed his lips to her belly again, before standing up and carefully pulling her top over her head.
"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked Alex, who only smiled before appearing beside them.
"I thought I said to stop that," Ana murmured, finding it hard to make coherent sentences. Her body vibrated with anticipation.
Alex leaned in and kissed her deeply, running her hands up the other woman's back. Ana caught her silky hair in her hands as Alex deftly unclasped her black lace bra and slid it off her. A moan escaped her lips as Alex ran her tongue over each nipple, gently biting each one as she knelt lower, sliding her hands into the sides of Ana's black panties. She pulled them down in one silky motion and with no apparent effort , lifted Ana off the floor, out of the pile of her clothes and set her on her feet beside the bed. Alex sank to her knees in front of her.
The black haired beauty hissed as Damien came from behind and cupped her naked breasts tightly, pinching her nipples with six millennia's skill. She felt Alex's hands slide between her legs. Someone's invisible power lifted her off the floor slightly, and she spread her knees, floating as if gravity meant nothing to her.
"Don't let me fall," she whispered in a wavering voice as she felt Alex's tongue slide into her. Damien kissed the fragile skin of her throat, continuing to tweak her breasts as Alex, using her mouth and powerful hands, had her writhing and panting in minutes.
"Oh, God," Ana cried hoarsely, arching her back, throwing one hand behind her to touch Damien's hair and laying her other on the top of Alex's head as the passion built unbearably. "Come on, Alex. Don't tease me!"
"Alright," the immortal woman whispered, and with a glance up at her Sire pressed her fingers into Ana at the same time Damien sank his teeth into her neck.
Ana thought she might faint with pleasure as she came, passion flowing out of her and her blood flooding into Damien. He pulled his fangs out and let her fall back into his arms as Alex finished her work, making the other come once more before she withdrew and appeared silently on her knees in the center of the bed.
Damien lowered her to the floor and she took a deep breath before she sank down next to her friend.
Alex murmured something in Vampyr to Damien, who stood at the edge of the bed. He responded, a smile spreading across his gorgeous face.
"What are you saying?" Ana asked, breathless. "Stop that. I don't know what you're planning."
Alex regarded her for a moment, then without warning, caught the other girl in her arms and sank her teeth into her throat.
Relax.
Alex's voice said in her head as fear thrilled through her.
I wouldn't hurt you, you know that. Just do as I tell you. Open your mind and focus on the sound of my heart.
I'm going to transfer the language to you.
You're going to Turn me?
No. I can't. I can't Turn anyone. Now just do as I say.
A steady rhythm permeated Ana's senses. A pounding bass beat, intoxicating. In a distant way, she knew she was not alone in her head, she could feel thoughts, sensations, visions that were not her own flooding her mind, but the beat carried her away from it all.
"Dam!" Alex hissed, releasing her almost roughly. "Finish this..."
She was off the bed in a flash of movement.
The room spun around her when Ana opened her eyes, confused, but Damien caught her and pressed her mouth to his throat. She moaned as his blood, burning away her confusion, filled her mouth.
What's wrong?
It's OK. She just doesn't trust herself not to give too much to you.
Would that be bad?
She's barred from Turning anyone. You make her doubt her self-control.
And yours is stronger?
No. But I'm much older than she is and the Spirit within me is not nearly as powerful as the two she has to contend with.
Ana opened her eyes as Damien gently pushed her away. The room spun no longer, and the night now seemed alive. Sounds from the street below, the slide of her legs on the sheets, the reflection of the flames in Damien's eyes in the mirror across the room, the taste of the blood on her lips, every sense seemed sharper, as if she were using them for the first time.
She felt movement beside her and turned to find Alex with them once again, kissing Damien more fiercely than Ana had ever seen. He growled at her in Vampyr.
Make it hurt. Take it out on me.
With overpowering lust, Alex sank her teeth savagely into her Sire's throat, and belatedly, Ana raised her eyebrows as she realized she understood.
Damien's breath came in short gasps, his hand holding the back of Alex's head as she drank. For the first time, the mortal woman could sense the absolutely overwhelming power that her friend struggled to hold in check. Ana watched them, her body aching to be in their hands again. Her own breathing became ragged as Damien's face twisted in combined pain and ecstasy as Alex pulled hard on his pulse. Only after he cried out in a strange language, his body stiffening in her grasp, did she release him, pushing him back roughly into the pillows at the head of the bed, her eyes flaring with bloody red flames.
She closed her eyes, bowing her head, breathing hard, breasts heaving. Ana could only stare, hesitant and slightly scared to disturb her thoughts. She'd never seen her friend in such a raw, uncensored state. Terribly exciting and powerful, but wholly, darkly alien. Her humanity obliterated in the ascension of her new Nature.
Damien's gentle laugh pulled her back to the moment.
"It's always a shock. The Revelation. Beyond the glowing eyes and the teeth, you can never judge how you'll react once you're confronted with what we are," he said in Vampyr.
"I never understood until now," she said quietly to Alex, the unfamiliar tongue flowing smoothly from her lips." I never understood why you were so cautious around me, around all of us. The immensity of... all of it."
Alex lifted her head, bloody flames focusing on her. "Yes."
Her voice was rough.
Ana leaned forward and kissed her softly.
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