Free Better Off Red by Rebekah Weatherspoon Page B

girls of Alpha Beta Omega and the sister-queens they served had plenty of opportunities to hurt us, but my initial bout of outrage and brattiness aside, they had been nothing except kind and gentle, showing each one of us undeniable pleasure.
    I wanted to keep the friends I had made. I wanted to know more about myself and, all said and done, I wanted Camila. Yeah, she terrified me in some ways, but I didn’t want to consider going the rest of my life without seeing her again. I doubted they would let me just hang out if I turned this chance down.
    I held out my hand, palm up. Camila was out of bed and back with a short silver blade and thin black box in less than a moment.
    She took my outstretched hand and waited for me to look into her eyes.
    “Ginger Elizabeth Carmichael…” She smirked as she said my middle name.
    “Okay. Don’t get cocky with it.” I scowled.
    “Will you allow me to bind you to myself, my sister-queens, and to your sisters?”
    “Yes.” I barely said the word with any volume, but I knew she’d heard me. My palm burned as the blade came down across my skin. I was proud of myself for not flinching. Camila dropped the knife and quickly sealed the cut. As her tongue trailed over the
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    wound, the cool, soothing sensation spread through my hand. She lifted her head and the cut was completely healed. I watched her patiently as she reached for the thin black box and took out the last of the thirteen necklaces.
    She held the ruby up, letting the dim light catch it before she fastened the platinum links around my neck.
    “You’re mine now, Red,” she said with an evil grin. I had a snappy comeback, but I didn’t get a chance to use it.
    Camila pushed me back on the bed and then she kissed me.
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    The kiss didn’t last long enough. The soft sweep of her tongue over my lips was perfect, intoxicating, and the moment she pushed her way gently into my mouth I realized that she tasted just as delicious as she smelled. I lifted my head, wanting more, but she pulled away and sat back on her knees.
    She looked over my body, at my breasts, and down to my hips that were still covered with her blankets and sheets. I followed her gaze and suddenly struck shy, pulled the blanket over my chest.
    Camila chuckled to herself, flashing the sharp tips of her fangs.
    What?” I asked, all my nipple-stroking confidence gone.
    “Nothing,” she said with a slight shake of her head. “I was just wondering what would be the best way to repay you.”
    “Repay me?” I didn’t like the way that sounded.
    “Repay may be the wrong word.” Her tongue crept out and traced her bottom lip. I gasped a little. “I understand how my bite can make you feel, but I want to give you more than that.”
    “Why?” I pulled the blanket up even further.
    She leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips, but she left the blanket where it was. “I’ve already told you.” She kissed me again. “You’ve bound yourself to me, and you’ve given me your blood, but remember that last thing I wanted?”
    “The part with the fucking,” I managed to squeak out.
    “Right, Red. The part with the fucking. I’m just wondering where you’d like me to start.”
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    “Uh…” I had my ideas, but I had no experience to go on. Not to mention her “Do Me Now” voice and those eyes were making it impossible for me to form a complete sentence. And the kissing, it wasn’t helping either.
    “That is if you’re okay with, you know, going all the way,” she said.Did I want my first time to be with the sexiest being I had ever seen, even if she was an undead demon-queen? Yes. Yes, I did. I may have even wanted her to bite me again.
    I nodded wide-eyed.
    “Why don’t you lie back down?”
    Right, I could do that. I slid back against her pillows and made myself comfortable—well, as comfortable as I could be while nearly