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were crawling all over her and each other. Layna’s tongue was buried deep inside Natasha’s mouth.
    Heather’s fingers were buried deep inside Natasha’s bare pussy.
    Samantha was latched on to one nipple and Anna-Jade was suckling the other. Another older member of ABO, Georgiana, rubbed the clit of a girl named Julia. Julia was handling Samantha with her mouth.
    It seemed so…complicated, but so perfect at the same time.
    “Watch,” Camila said again. “Natasha likes to feed before she comes. She’s so close. Look at her, the way her stomach moves. So close.” My eyes followed the path over Natasha’s body. Her hips thrust up, swirling down on Heather’s fingers. Her belly moved in gentle waves, her muscles tensing over and over beneath her smooth, pale skin.
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    Natasha gripped the back of Layna’s head and broke away from their kiss. With her other hand she gently encouraged Anna-Jade up her body, so her neck was level with Natasha’s mouth. Her lips peeled away from her teeth and her fangs quickly elongated, shooting down from her gums. She paused, gazing at Anna-Jade’s throat, and at that exact moment Camila’s hand slid under the top I was wearing. Her fingers and her open palm slid over my stomach.
    Higher and higher, cupping me gently.
    I swallowed again and found myself leaning into her body even more. She took that as a sign and slid her hand over my breast. The sensation of her warm palm grazing over my tight, tingling skin shot right from my nipple to my clit. I ruined the bottoms of that tracksuit for sure. I was soaking wet.
    Natasha waited a half second more then bit into Anna-Jade’s neck. Anna-Jade cried out and I whimpered in sympathy, imagining the pain.
    “Shh,” Camila said. “There’s no hurting. No pain.”
    As Camila’s words sank in, Anna-Jade’s body went rigid for a moment and then she started coming even harder, her legs flopping and straining on the red cushion. Layna whispered something to Heather who took that as her cue to drive her fingers even harder into Natasha’s slit. Natasha released Anna-Jade from her grasp and started to ride Heather’s fingers shamelessly. I stared in awe at the red-stained tips of her large fangs. A drop of blood trailed down her lip, dangerously close to rolling down her chin as Natasha rode out her own orgasm. She blinked heavily when the tip of her tongue caught the drop. And as she savored it, Natasha fixed her sights on her next meal. Samantha. There were a few seconds that passed where Camila continued to touch me, one hand stroking over my stomach and the soft, but confident fingers of the other hand playing with my nipple. We watched Samantha anxiously climb up Natasha’s lean body. She steadied herself on her hands and knees and boldly offered her neck. Natasha bit into Samantha’s skin hard and fast, keeping her in place with a firm hand on the back of her head as Samantha’s body arched away. She came with a loud and hard groan.
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    That’s when Camila’s right hand slid into my track pants. But she waited.
    I knew exactly what I wanted, and at the same time I had no clue. I’d thought about having her hands on my body so many times before. Silently, I’d begged her to touch me, but now that her fingers were so close to where I’d wanted…I was scared.
    Her vampire senses or magical powers must have caught my hesitation because her fingers slowly began moving back up and to the side, drawing light circles between the width of my hips.
    “I can stop,” she said. “You can leave.”
    “No. I…” I wanted to stay right where I was, there on the floor. I wanted to watch the girls touching each other in front of us. I wanted this queen of demons to touch me. I was tired of my fantasies and the low-grade stalking. I wanted the real thing with her. But I couldn’t force myself to say the words. This wasn’t just some random hookup, even if I did get up and walk

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