Page 59 of Beauty

I belong with these men. My dream men.

The pleasure washes over me, suffusing every cell of my bodywith a delicious sense of languor. I slump down, unable to hold myself up forone minute longer. Blood pounds through my body. The only thing holding me upis Shim’s strong arms around my waist.

So sweet. After what seems like hours of agony, the verycessation of pain feels like the purest pleasure. My skin feels deliciouslyalive. A smile curls my lips up.

“See.” Shim’s cock nestles against my ass. I’m half naked,my breasts bare to them. Lach’s fangs are out, his hands still rubbing mybreasts. “So much better. Don’t you feel better, my princess?”

I sigh, groaning as Shim’s fingers slip from my pussy. Idon’t want them to leave. I like how it feels to have some piece of him insideme. “I want it again.”

I can take my time. They can linger over me, giving me roundafter delicious round of pleasure.

“Not this time, love. Don’t you think it’s our turn?” Shimnips at my ear.

Their turn. My turn. Does it matter as long as they keeptouching me?

Lach’s hands are back in my hair. “Get her clothes off. Now,Shim. I can’t wait. It’s killing me.”

Shim chuckles. “He’s such a pain in my ass. He thinks Idon’t feel it, but he’s wrong. I feel it every bit as badly as he does, but I’mthe intellectual half. It’s my lot in life to be forced to forever deal withhis drama.”

This isn’t how I imagined they would speak. “You talk sooddly.”

“Hold your arms up, love.” Shim pulls the dress over myhead, freeing me from the burden. “I talk the way I do because I spent so muchtime on the Vampire plane. Our mother was a vampire. She wanted us to haveclose ties to her people.”

I still feel like I’m floating, but sparks begin in my pussyagain. “My cos is a vampire.”

“Yes, Dante. We’ve met him.” Shim’s hands skim down my body.

Of course they know Dante. They live in my head. Dante isthere, the funniest of playmates.

“He annoys me, but his consort seems nice,” Lach allows.

Consort? Dante isn’t old enough to have a consort. Confusionbegins to set in. And so does pain. I double over, crying. I hoped it was gone,but it’s back, that fire in my loins. The burning flares, and I can’t help butcry out my despair.

“Damn it,” Shim curses. “Whatever they gave her, it wasstrong. She needs another orgasm. Lie down, love.”

Lach picks me up. “Who did this to you, a chumann?Give me his name.”

A fine tremor goes through me. The fire is building. “Micha.He wanted to marry me. He was angry when I showed my true self.”

Oh, I need the touch again. Lach lays me on the bed, staringdown as Shim strips off my undergarment. Naked. I’m naked in front of him. Hiseyes latch on to my pussy.

“Where is this man? I will have his heart on the end of mysword.” Lach pulls his shirt over his head revealing a perfectly sculptedchest. His torso is covered with golden, sun-kissed skin pulled over tautmuscles. He’s so masculine.

“He’s the mayor. He didn’t want me to tell them who I am.”No one wants me to tell. Certainly not Gillian. Gillian. She was here. She saidthings that made no sense.

“A small man, older? Did he wear a golden broach and ordereveryone about as though he owned them?”

My legs move restlessly of their own accord. “Yes. He putthe solution in my water and when it didn’t work, he forced it down my throat.”

Lach pushes his pants down, freeing his cock. My eyes widen.A cock. I saw them before on small boys bathing in the river and once when Iaccidently saw two peasants making love in a barn, but Lach is so much more.His cock is long and thick. It’s almost purple, like a ripe plum sitting on athick stalk. Lach wraps a hand around his cock, stroking firmly.

“Spread your legs, love. If you want me to take care of you,you have to give me access.” Lach doesn’t wait for me to obey. He takes myankles and forces them apart, leaving my pussy on full display. “If he waswearing a purple tunic and that gold broach, then you don’t need to worry abouthim ever again, love. He’s lying in the town square, and he won’t get up unlessI tell him to. Gods, that’s a gorgeous sight.”

He reaches down and touches me, his finger running from mynavel down to my core. He delves inside, running all over my labia and pussy.

His cock jumps. I know it isn’t true, that this is only myimagination, but the idea that Micha got what was coming to him gives mecomfort. Micha cut a swath through the district, taking advantage of anyone hecould. The plane would be a better place without him.

“Lift up, a chumann.” Shim is getting in behind me,sliding his naked body under my own. Warm flesh surrounds me.