“No, sweetheart. You have to learn to control your urges. You’re safest here with me. If your will power begins to slip, call for help.”
By the time they reached the main floor, Carina felt less wild. Marcus glanced at her before opening the door. Carina tightened her grip on Marcus’s hand and nodded.
A blizzard of enticing scents flew at her as the barrier opened. Carina locked herself in place as she struggled to withstand the temptation. As overwhelming as the torrent of enticement impacted her at first, the urge to feed decreased after several seconds.
“Good girl. Well done,” Marcus praised her.
Beaming at him, Carina celebrated pleasing him. She wanted him to be proud of her. A guest walked by, and Carina pickedup not only his personal blood scent but something else familiar. Where had she smelled that before?
Titus,Marcus supplied for her.
You called?The bartender’s amused voice joined their conversation.
That guy smelled like you,Carina blurted, scanning across the nightclub to meet Titus’s gaze.
His quick grin confirmed Carina’s statement.He did. And he was delicious. Can you see the marker on his inner wrist? Here. I’ll have him raise his hand for you.
Carina’s attention flipped back to the partier who’d walked past. Once on the dance floor, the man raised his hands over his head to show the usually yellow glowing orb was now a deep-red blood moon.
I understand the demand for the upgraded role is quite high as the perks are extremely satisfying,Titus shared.
Not quite sure what Titus was implying, Carina met Marcus’s gaze. His eyebrows waggled as he pushed an echo of her earlier orgasm into her mind.
Oh!Instantly, Carina understood. Torn between being embarrassed by Titus’s sensual conquests and turned on by Marcus’s reminder, she searched for a way to change the subject.
Want a Carina?Titus called, lifting a glass for her.
She smiled at him for helping her out and headed for the bar.
No alcohol, Titus. Sober, the temptation is challenging.Marcus laid down the law, holding her in place.
What if I say I want a drink?Carina asked, rebelling.
Your Daddy will spank your bottom bright red. Or is that a reward?Titus suggested and laughed when he spotted her face turning that exact color.
“Does he know everything?” Carina hissed, speaking to Marcus directly to prevent Titus from hearing.
He’s a Daddy, Little girl. He knows and is teasing you because he’s jealous.
As Marcus’s thought finished, a wave of longing came from the bar before Titus clamped down his emotions. The bartender turned to interact with the crowd of flirting women and men clustered in front of his station at the bar. Suddenly, his comments didn’t embarrass her anymore. Faced with his fervent desire, she hoped he would find his Little and have a sliver of the happiness she’d discovered with her Daddy.
“Carina!” Karla appeared in front of her to wrap her arms around her waist. Karla’s neck loomed way too close to Carina’s mouth.
Thankfully, Marcus flooded Carina’s brain with extra control so she didn’t attack as her fangs descended. She sent a thankful glance at him as she tried to avoid hearing and seeing Karla’s jugular vein pulsing a wanton call for attention. Marcus pressed a hand to her lower back, silently warning her. Carina covered her lips as she greeted her friend. “Karla!”
“No way!” Karla crowed and tugged Carina’s hand away. “You’re wearing vampire teeth. Those are so realistic. They’re handing out cheap ones at the door. Wait. Check them out!
She grabbed something out of her purse and fitted it into her mouth. “Ta-dah!”
Carina stared at the plastic fangs now adorning her friend’s teeth. She giggled with happiness. Marcus had taken care of covering any lack of control she faced. “You look so scary! Does everyone have them?”
“They do. Come dance with me. Nightfall has created a vampire ball in here. The whole crowd is so excited. People are talking about coming in costume next time. I don’t think they’re ever going to escape the vampire allure that started tonight.”
“I bet the owners will be fine with that.” Carina glance over her shoulder at Marcus to get permission. When he noddedbriefly, she turned back to Karla with a huge smile showcasing her new teeth. “Let’s go dance.”
Keep your eyes open. Run fast to the observation level if you feel your control slipping.
Yes, Daddy!
