The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 62

I said goodnight to my sister and brother, promising to see them in school on Monday. When I went upstairs, I remembered I had plans with Sean tomorrow. I couldn’t see him if I was still needing blood.

Picking up my phone, I called him as I was running my bath. I didn’t want him to think I was avoiding him. It would make Monday very awkward.

“Hello?” He answered.

“Sean? It’s Echo.” I replied.

“You were gone all week. So were your cousins, Cam, and Gray. Is everything okay?” Sean asked.

“I was sick. I don’t know what their excuse is. I’m sorry, I won’t be able to go out with you tomorrow. I’m still not quite better.” I told him.

“Don’t worry. As long as you’re taking care of yourself. We can go out next weekend. Instead of a movie, how about lunch and mini-golf? It’s fun and we can talk.” He suggested.

“I’ve never played mini-golf. Can you teach me?” I asked.

“Sure! It’ll be fun. You get some rest and I’ll see you Monday. You’re gonna have a lot of schoolwork to make up.” Sean chuckled.

“Oh, no. I hope I can do it all in time.” I worried.

“If you need any help, just give me a call. I’m always happy to help a friend.” He assured me.

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I was lucky to have a good friend like him, I thought as I stripped off my clothes and slipped into the hot bath water. It felt so good that I nearly fell asleep.

I was so tired, even though I’d slept all day. I knew I would have pushed myself to stay up late if Amy hadn’t sent me away. I didn’t even realize how exhausted I was.

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Once my fingers and toes were thoroughly wrinkled and the water started to chill, I forced myself out of the tub. I was ready to deal with whatever else could come at me now. I’d focused and centered myself so I wasn’t teetering on the edge of some extreme emotion or other sort of disturbance.

I wrapped myself in a large towel and dried my hair carefully. Someone had brushed it while I was asleep, but it liked to tangle up because of how long it was. Maybe I should talk to Victor about getting a haircut. Not a huge one, just enough to make it manageable.

When I walked into the bedroom, I froze. Victor and Gray were standing there looking at me while I was only wrapped in a towel. I bit my bottom lip and felt as if my body burst into flame.

Their eyes scanned up my legs, over the tops of my breasts and shoulders. I could smell something thick and musky. I realized that was what arousal must smell like. They looked like they wanted to eat me. Goodness knows, I half wanted to drop my towel and let them.

Quickly, I turned and hurried into my closet, closing the door behind me. I pressed myself against the door and took a deep breath. I’d managed to control my urge to drop the towel in front of them. Part of me still wanted to know what would happen if I did. Another part knew I wasn’t ready to find out.

I took my time picking out my panties and what I would sleep in that night. I’d bought several types of pajamas when I’d gone shopping. Before, I just slept naked. When I moved in with Victor, I decided that I wanted to try to be more normal. I knew Harmony had nightgowns and little sleeping sets with pants or shorts.

Drew had teased me a little about my selections. He didn’t like the cute ruffled gown that went to my knees. He said it made me look too innocent. He also didn’t like the fuzzy pajama pants with the little tank tops. He tried to get me to buy something sheer and short, barely covering anything important.

Right about now, I was rather wishing I had picked one up. My face got hot at that thought. What on earth had come over me?

I pulled out the white cotton gown that had little ruffled cap sleeves and a ruffle around the bottom. After I slipped it on, I braided my hair and tied it with the elastic I had put on my wrist before I left the bathroom.

Looking around my closet, I realized all of my clothes were either cute or comfortable. I didn’t have anything sexy or particularly revealing. I needed another shopping trip if I was going to get them more interested in me.

Quietly, I went to the door and opened it a little. I was a little curious about what they could be talking about. What exactly had Amy talked to them about?

“I disagree. I’m the obvious choice. I have over eight hundred years experience.” Victor said.

“That doesn’t make you a better choice. That just makes you experienced in old people sex. I should be the one to do it. You got all of her other firsts.” Gray growled a little.

I blushed listening to them. Victor sounded annoyed, but not angry. Gray seemed to be getting angrier.

“Old people sex? You think relationships in the past were all virginal and modest? I’ve had more women than you’ve ever seen.”

“And how many faked it?” Gray scoffed.

“Dear boy, I have never indulged with a woman until she was soaked and begging for me. Not a single woman has ever ‘faked it’ with me.” Victor snarled.

I peeked out the door. They were standing very close to each other, glaring. My heart fluttered.

“She needs experience, not youthful exploration. You know nothing about pleasing a woman.” Victor said with a smirk.

“I may not have all the experience you do, oh great undead man-whore, but I’m a werewolf. I have strong senses and I’m in tune with my mate. If you know so much more, then, teach me. We’re partners in this. Show me how to please our woman.” Gray shot back.

Victor took Gray’s hand and started stroking the area between his thumb and forefinger in a circular motion.

“This is one of the most sensitive spots on your body and the best place to show you. You’ll have the urge to put pressure directly on her, but you need to avoid that. Her body will tell you if she needs more. Move your finger like this. Not too much pressure, just enough. Like this. Feel that versus this?” He started moving his finger faster, back and forth over the spot on Gray’s hand. “Going back…. See how much better that feels?”

“Y-yeah. I feel the difference.” Gray whispered.

“When using your tongue, you’ll want to remember this motion as well. There can be more pressure, fast flicks, slow savoring, and suckling. It’s easier to hurt her with your finger than it is with your tongue, but she’s not ready for that yet.” Victor replied softly.

I squeezed my knees together as that tingling feeling rushed through me. Biting my lips together, I watched as Victor did a few more things to Gray’s hands, murmuring instructions intimately. I needed something so bad. That feeling was back and it was burning me alive.

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