Filthy Rich Vampire Playboys (Filthy Rich 1)

“She doesn’t look harmed from where I’m standing.” I wrapped a towel around my waist.

Serena pulled her robe tighter around her. “Oh my God. Where have you come from? What’s going on?”

Jayden sat at the side of her. “Look at me, Serena.” He said. “Right into my eyes.”

She did, confusion mapping her features.

“Tell me what you think of being bitten?”

“Go fuck yourself.” She told him, and I burst into hearty laughter.

He stared at her again. “Serena. You are going to forget what happened here tonight.”

“Or what?” She said angrily leaping up.

Jayden turned to Smith. “You’re right, compulsion doesn’t work on her.”

“What’s compulsion? Are you fuckers trying to hypnotize me? Someone better start talking fast here because I’m wondering what the hell I’ve stumbled across.”

Flynn walked across and gestured for Jayden to move. He knelt at the bed at the side of her and took Serena’s hand. She let him.

“Do you have an open mind, Serena?”

“Yes, so don’t treat me like some kind of child, and don’t try to hypnotize me or any other shit in your Filthy Rich repertoire. Just tell me the truth,” she yelled. “I’m a big girl.”

“We’re vampires.” He said honestly. “All four of us are vampires. We’ve lived in Carbon Beach all of our lives and we’re looking for one woman to share who can satisfy us all. We think that woman could possibly be you.”

“Vampires? Guys who like to drink blood? Like a fetish thing, and false sharp teeth?”

Flynn shook his head and opening his mouth he let his fangs descend.

“Real life vampires, Serena. But not the monsters you see portrayed on the television. Just four guys with different food requirements, looking for love.”

“Vampires?” She pointed to each one of us in turn. “All of you?”

“Yeah?” Flynn said.

Serena burst out into a huge guffaw of laughter. “Well, fuck, I didn’t see that one coming.”

Chapter Fifteen

Serena

Had I been drugged?

I’d fucked Smith Henderson and then the next thing I knew was this overwhelming feeling of pleasure followed by a spacing out. The only way I could describe it was like my whole being had magnetized and Smith was a shiny piece of metal.

And the others, they’d watched the whole thing from another room? It didn’t surprise me after what Leonie had told me. It sounded like something rich playboys would do, but the vampire thing? Could it be true or was I the new potential victim of a cruel hoax?

They were all sitting in various parts of the bedroom, with their eyes flitting from focusing on me and my reactions, to each other, as they clearly wondered what happened next.

“How do I believe you? You know it sounds ridiculous, right?”

Flynn nodded his head. Out of all of them he was the one I’d believe the most. The level-headed one.

“It does sound ridiculous and there isn’t much we can do to convince you. If you choose to believe our fangs are fake, well there’s not a lot we can do about that.”

I sat biting on my bottom lip for a moment while I considered everything.