'Is this why you brought me here?' he demanded in a terse whisper. 'To be the plaything of three demented women who act like vampires?'
'It's not an act, Billy,' I breathed, cringing when his fingers bit into my flesh. 'I couldn't let Judge Legg hang you for killing Lucy-'
'So you set me up with these three? Allowing Alex Moore to hide me here, when you were really preparing me as their next meal?' Billy looked ready to throw me to the floor, but the tremor in his voice belied a deep-seated fear for his life. 'What kind of love is that?'
'The kind of love that comes of obeying powers greater than her own,' Pink replied from behind him. 'Leave her be, Tripplehorn. It's my turn with you now, and I don't intend to give you a moment with another woman! Not until I've bent you to my bidding and you're begging to climax. Again and again, as I will you to.'
This got Billy's attention! His eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared. 'But it's not dark yet. If you were truly a vampire, you'd have to remain in your casket-'
'Do you think I'd follow those silly rules?' Pink challenged. She flashed him a saucy smile then, becoming the redheaded coquette he'd met when he first came here. 'They only apply upstairs, in the mortal world, you know. Down here, we do what we damn please whenever we feel like it! And I feel like a good fucking, Billy! Off with your clothes!'
Ordinarily, Tripplehorn wouldn't have to be asked twice. Yet as comprehension of his situation dawned, my handsome young stud realized he was in for worse consequences than if Lucy had snared him. With Pink standing before him, stretching her arms languidly above her head to better display her ripe little breasts and lissome body…a triangle of auburn curls that parted in invitation as she dipped a finger inside herself…he couldn't help but respond. That prodigious cock jutted out against the knit of his underwear until finally, despite his rational reservations, he had to yank down the cream-colored garment to free himself. His rapid breathing filled the chamber and his skin took on a sheen of heat.
'A fine start,' cooed Pink, looking him over. But she smiled a little too haughtily, exposing her petite fangs when they caught the candlelight. 'Now show me your best kissing, Billy-your best moves. And I'll show you mine.'
Billy shook his head to clear it, wisely backing away. 'I don't think-'
'That's right! It's too late for thinking!' the winsome bitch taunted. 'You chose to come downstairs-and then chose to enter this temple of doom-so you might as well kiss rational thought goodbye when your lips meet mine! However-'
Pink paused, her slender arms extended in a graceful gesture that foreshadowed her next offer; the next choice that would either bring Billy a reprieve or eternal damnation.
'-I'll give you one more option, just because I love a willing victim,' she continued in a lower, more mesmerizing tone. 'I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you, Billy. But so did Andrea.'
Her gaze flickered to me as I stood near the door, following this life-and-death drama from the shadows.
'She loves you, Tripplehorn. And because she's never given her heart-much less her body-to another man, she deserves you far more than I do. But you must do exactly as I demand if you don't want to disappoint her, possibly for the rest of her life.'
'Wh-what's that? What're you talking about?' The man who had so easily mastered Lucy, and then made me complete, stood staring as though he'd never seen a naked woman.
The temptress had caught him in conversational circle from which there was no escape; a downward spiral toward the depravity that defined the Sisters of Samaria. Once they set their mental hooks and began reeling in their prey, it became a game to them-entertainment that helped pass the endless decades. It was an advanced version of playing with their food, and right now it disgusted me.
'Cut the crap, Miss Pink,' I muttered, hoping to distract Billy-to allow him a few rational thoughts before he got forever lost. 'This has nothing to do with me, and you know it! Pandora has Cerise, and Perfidia has her twin house boys, so now you're after your own slave!'
Pink's expression was priceless: the dismay of a little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar, yet denying her crime to the end! 'How can you say that, Andrea?' she pouted. 'As we told Mr. Tripplehorn from the start, it's our mission to save bad boys! And we're saving him for you! Why are you so ungrateful for letting us make him the perfect lover first?'
'Billy!' the vampire then commanded, 'come! Take me in your arms, and I'll make you the man you were intended to be!'
There was no resisting Pink when she set her mind to something, so I had no right to hate Billy for stepping toward her with his cock in the lead. Still, it hurt to see the eagerness in his shining eyes, and to hear his moan of anticipation when their bare bodies met.
She had seen my challenge for the distraction it was, and was making damn sure it didn't happen again! Claiming his full, chiseled lips in a kiss that rendered the chamber around me breathless, Miss Pink began to have her way with him. I could only watch them, helpless now, and hope her lessons were indeed for my benefit.
The moment Billy slipped his arm around her naked waist, she pinned him against the wall ten feet away-a quicker-than-thought lunge that landed him so high he wasn't touching the floor. His grunt of surprise had me smiling: when had the rascal of Redemption ever found himself on such unsure footing?
Pink, however, levered her bent arms against the wall on either side of his head before he could fight her. 'Suckle me,' she said in a throaty command. 'Lick my nipple…yes, like that. Now open your mouth as though to swallow me whole.'
What a sight she made undulating against him, her body like a stripe of pale pink frosting wiggling on a chocolate eclair. Her head lolled back, and that rose bobbed beside her ear…faster as their intensity increased. Billy's lips moved from one rounded breast to the other, lost in kisses that smacked wetly each time he released the suction. His cock pointed at me from between her legs, and I badly wanted to rush over and suck it.
But no, Miss Pink had planned her work and was working her plan. 'Stick it inside me,' she whispered, her desire a sibilant echo in this low-ceilinged room. 'Ram that cock up my cunt, Billy, and fuck me with it all night long.'
What man doesn't want to hear that? Tripplehorn was obeying the call of his wild, primal urges as much as heeding Pink's request, and with one swift injection he filled her. She cried out, riding him like a cowgirl taming a bronc. Billy's face tightened with his imminent climax, and his longer, darker body began to curl around hers.
'Now!' she commanded, and he complied with a hoarse growl. Pink pumped him frantically, until jism ran down his tight thighs and his hands spanned her backside to hold her in place.
'Oh no you don't!' she replied with a giggle. 'I'm in control here! You'd better be ready for my next command, big boy.'
They suddenly became airborne acrobats, rolling off the wall into a series of somersaults, still joined at the hip. I watched in amazement as their bodies spun toward me in slow motion. Billy gripped her, his face a mask of elation and fear as he fought to right himself-to regain the upper position before they would surely hit the floor. Yet as I stepped out of their path, Pink pivoted to miss the wall, grinning triumphantly at me.
'Pump harder, Billy,' she teased. 'If you stop, we'll fall! And I so love the sensation of effortless, weightless flight. Don't you?'
His answer was a grunt of renewed effort, for he believed the vixen in his grip would let go if he didn't obey her. Over and under her he spun, his hips still flexing to keep Pink filled as she propelled them in slow loops around the dimly lit room. When they neared the sconces, I saw the sweat on his arms and face…the concentration he'd never had to call upon with other women.
While it did my heart good to see him under a lover's sway, I was worried: even if Pink released him to me when she finished, would Billy still want me? A mortal female couldn't compete with the extraordinary experience he was having right now.
'Now come, Billy!' his instructor cried. 'Shoot me full of your juice again!'
'But I just-only a few minutes ago-'
'Is this a problem? Would you rather just give it up and give in to my wicked inclinations?' Pink spun them suddenly out of orbit, her incisors flashing in the candlelight as she tossed him on top of Perfidia's glowing green casket. 'Shall we awaken this lady and let her join us? I'm sure she's been watching with great interest!'
Billy, bless his heart, struggled mightily to rise from the flat, thin partition that separated him from the more sinister vampire. His flailing was in vain, however. Even though Miss Pink floated several inches above him now, tickling only the very tip of his cock with the rim of her slit, she held him fast by the sheer power of her will.
