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Four women find themselves thrust into a world where fantasy and
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is completely for her satisfaction. Where even the darkest desires are
fulfilled. Where the men of their dreams have one goal -- to leave them sore,
hoarse and still begging.
EXCERPT!
“Good morning, D and S Attorneys, how may I help you?” Zoe
Carter answered the phone professionally, as always. She always did her best no
matter what job she was doing.
“You can start by making sure the damned coffee is fresh.”
She grimaced. Unfortunately, her employers weren’t so congenial. From the sound
of it, Sebastian Collingsworth wasn’t in a particularly good mood. “And get me
a decent shirt from Julian’s.”
“Yes --” The line went dead. “-- sir.” She sighed. “Good
morning to you, too, asshole.”
Working for vampires sucked. Literally. Zoe Carter was just
thankful she wasn’t on the menu.
She was the accountant and receptionist for Dorian and
Sebastian Collingsworth, owners of D&S Collingsworth, Attorneys at Law, and
had been for the last ten years. Because she was the most senior staff member
-- OK, so she was the only staff member -- she saw the men at their best
and worst. She also knew D&S Attorneys was only part of what the two big
vampires did.
As a rule, the pair weren’t exactly morning people. Other
than that, they didn’t seem to have any of the weaknesses she’d always thought
vampires had. Instead, they had the arrogant belief they were superior to every
being on the planet. Like most men she knew.
One thing the pair had on other men was the second job. They
also worked for a very high-class escort service for women with particular and…
intense tastes. On more than one occasion, they’d called her to come in before dawn
to help one or both of them to their underground chamber at the office.
At first, she’d worried about them getting caught -- and her
being trapped in the middle of some illegal prostitution ring. Being paranoid
made her hyper aware of the people around her, especially when the local
sheriff was a frequent visitor. There seemed to be several people who not only
knew about the side business the two vampires had going on, but also that they
were vampires. When she’d questioned Dorian about it, he’d laughed at her,
saying not everyone was so naive to believe everyone in the world was human. As
if the whole friggin’ town of Mount Bell was populated with vampires!
There was no denying their sex appeal. Zoe creamed her
panties every day she went to work. These men exuded sex. The nasty, raunchy
kind. They definitely fit the part they were apparently expected to play. She
had heard them talking on more than one occasion about enjoyable bouts of kink.
It was definitely the kind of sex nice girls like herself didn’t participate
in.
Yeah. Right.
Damn.
It was a good thing she was so good at her job. As it was,
she had to constantly recheck her figures. She found concentration almost
impossible at times. She was too busy trying to catch glimpses of the two sexy
men.
The only bad thing was she couldn’t stand either of them.
Oh, they were nice enough to almost everyone. Just not to her. The only reason
she stayed was because every time she tried to leave, they’d give her a raise,
or a “continuance bonus.”
Aside from that, they were the biggest assholes in the
world. They never smiled at her, never told her she did a good job, and treated
her like a servant. It was almost like they wanted her to hate them.
As to today, she’d had this morning’s conversation with one
or the other of them several times over the years and she knew better than to
come back with only a “decent shirt.” Before she left, she put on a pot of dark
roast and took the company credit card. She’d get a complete change of clothing
for each of them. Julian would know what she needed.
By the time the brothers entered the office via the back
entrance, she was back with everything they could possibly need.
“God, I need a Scotch.”
Except that.
Dorian looked like he’d been in a barroom brawl rather than
on a date with some rich man or woman who needed companionship for the night
and didn’t want complications. In fact, it looked like there had been plenty of
complications last night. Blood and dirt streaked his clothing and face. His
hair was a matted mess instead of the shiny, silky black it normally was.
“Just wash up and change clothes, Dorian. Griping about it
isn’t helping.”
“If I’d known he was a junkie, I wouldn’t be in this
situation, Sebastian. You’re the Psy. You should have warned me.” Both men were
clearly agitated, and the longer Zoe listened to them, the more alarmed she
grew. Dorian obviously expected Sebastian to have warned him about the drugs,
but Zoe knew it was very likely Sebastian didn’t know. He could sense strong
emotions, not read minds, and the strong emotions he could sense was what he
fed from. As it was, she was terribly afraid they’d done something awful.
“What did you two do? If you’ve killed someone, I swear I’ll
be the first one to go to the police.”
Dorian rolled his eyes and Sebastian gave her a scathing
look. “Of course we didn’t kill anyone,” Sebastian snapped.
Dorian barked a sharp laugh. “No, but I may later. Doesn’t
our contract state that drugs and alcohol are strictly prohibited?”
“Would you two stop for a minute?” As Dorian undressed, Zoe
grew increasingly alarmed. When he took off his suit jacket and turned around,
she saw nasty gashes on his back. They were deep and angry looking, already
getting red at the edges as if infection was imminent. She approached Dorian
and carefully touched the edge of one such gash.
“Fucking hell!” He jumped and whipped around. “What the hell
do you think you’re doing?”
“This happened last night?” Zoe ignored her employer’s
outburst. She was used to it. When she reached out again to touch the irritated
skin to see if it was warm, Dorian rounded on her.
“Don’t fucking touch me! The only thing you need to concern
yourself with is giving me the clothes I asked for, then getting the hell out!”
Zoe had never seen him like this. Sebastian gripped Dorian’s
shoulder as if to hold the man back. Dorian looked absolutely furious. What the
hell had she done to set him off?
“I was just trying to help. You’re hurt.”
“When I want your help, I’ll ask for it, mortal. Now get the
fuck out!”
Zoe had never backed down from either of them before, but
something in the way he looked at her scared the holy hell out of her. She
backed out of the room, grabbed the clothes she’d acquired and tossed them in
the general direction of the men. With one last angry look, Zoe turned and
walked out the door.
Fuck it. She didn’t need this. She had a vacation coming.
They’d have to live with her taking it early. Unless a couple weeks of solitude
changed her mind, she wouldn’t be back.
Fuck it. Fuck them.
* * *
“She’s leaving.” Sebastian’s voice held no emotion, but
Dorian knew the other vampire better than anyone. His blood brother depended on
the emotions of others to give him sustenance, but it didn’t mean he didn’t
have any emotions of his own. He simply tried to conserve as much emotional
energy as he could by holding it inside.
“Good. She’s putting herself in danger because she believes
us tame. I’m so desperate for blood, I could take her and never bat an
eyelash.”
“As could I, but I don’t believe for an instant you could
bring yourself to hurt her, no matter how bad off you were.”
“No, but I could fuck the living daylights out of her and
you’d do nothing to stop me. The emotion coming from me alone would feed you
for a month and I bet I could make her enjoy it just as much.” Dorian scrubbed
a hand over his face. “Is she angry?”
“Worse than she’s ever been, but she’s more hurt than
anything else. You scared the hell out of her.” Sebastian crossed his arms over
his chest. “If you wanted her gone, you could have done it differently. You
didn’t have to yell at her. Do you want her to leave for good? Because
that’s what she’s planning.”
“Christ!” Dorian felt like an ass. Still, if she left,
temptation would be removed. “No. I don’t want her to leave, but maybe it’s for
the best. I know you’ve been just as miserable as I have. She’s not the type of
woman who can handle us. And she’s human. I don’t want a human attached
to me as anything other than an employee or a fuck toy.”
Sebastian chuckled. Dorian didn’t see anything very damned
funny about it. “You might be right, but personally, I don’t think you give her
enough credit. I’ll bet there’s a hellcat in there just waiting to explode. She
might not be preternatural, but it takes a special human to accept us as we
are, and she does.”
Dorian had had enough. He could only take so much of
Sebastian’s bullshit. “You can’t honestly tell me that girl can hold her
own with two vampires who need a mate so badly, they pimp themselves out to
psycho sex hounds? You think she could survive a round of fucking like we did
tonight? I might have come out of it worse than anyone, but I gave as good as I
got. Besides, she’d probably shit herself if she knew about the others, to say
nothing of the Coven at Pleasant Hills.”
“Don’t you think she deserves the chance if she wants it?”
“No! I don’t!” Dorian slammed his fist onto his mahogany
desk hard enough to splinter the impact site and leave a crater the size of his
fist. “I don’t want to be responsible for hurting her! Better a wounded ego
than a wounded body.”
“I see.”
“Besides that, she’s a fucking human! We’re better
than that.”
“I see.”
Goddamn the man! Dorian loved his blood brother more than
anyone else in the world, but sometimes he wished the other man would rant and
rave and argue with him instead of being so calm and reasonable all the
freaking time.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means --” Sebastian crossed the room to grip Dorian’s
arm in a firm, reassuring grip. “-- you love her just as much as I do and would
do anything it took to keep her safe.” He snorted. “Human or not.”
“So, what do we do now?”
“She intends on taking a two-week vacation with or without
our consent before she leaves us. When she books her flight and hotel, we make
sure we pick up the tab. When she comes back to clean out her desk, we do
something we’ve never done before.” Sebastian grinned.
“You don’t mean --”
“Yes. I mean exactly that.”
Dorian groaned. Still, Sebastian was right. It was
definitely the only way, though it made him want to grind his teeth.
“In all my years as a vampire, I’ve never apologized.”
“Well, maybe it’s time you learn.” Dorian tried to wave the
other man off, more of a token protest than anything else, but Sebastian -- the
bastard -- had to drive his point home. “Do you want her out of our lives
forever? Can you honestly say she’ll be out of mind if she’s out of sight?”
“Oh, for the love of --”
“No. You can’t say it any more than I can. I want her so
badly I ache with it, but I’ve held back all this time for the same reasons you
have. I’ve done everything in my power to keep her with me until she was ready.
She’s been with us ten years, Dorian. Ten years! Maybe we should stop
keeping her at arm’s length and embrace the woman she’s grown into.”
“Bah!” Dorian turned and paced across the office. “I may
want to fuck her silly, but that’s it. I like her, and care about what happens
to her, but that’s as far as it goes. If she wants to leave, let her. One less
human to deal with.”
“So, you don’t care that she’s planning on leaving. It
doesn’t bother you she’ll be kicking us out of her life?” Sebastian crossed his
arms over his chest and leaned against the wall.
“Hell, no! Do you have any idea how much money we’ve spent
on her in the last ten years? I’ve never wasted so much on anyone.”
“I see.”
“Would you stop it with the ‘I see’ business? There’s
nothing to see! I’m simply making a statement!”
“So, seeing her work beside someone else every day in this
town wouldn’t bother you.”
“Hell, no! Let someone else keep her up.”
“And you wouldn’t care if you met her on the street and she
ignored you?”
“Not even remotely.”
“And when she finds a man to share her life with?”
“I’ll kill the bastard --” Dorian blinked. “Ah, hell.”
“I see.” Sebastian smirked.
Dorian knew when he was fighting a losing battle. “I really
hate you sometimes, Sebastian.”
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