Filthy Rich Vampire Playboys (Filthy Rich 1)

“I think I’m going to go back to my room now and think over everything that’s happened tonight.”

Looks of panic crossed their faces.

I lifted my hand, “Hey, I’m not going to say anything. It’s been an eventful evening. Without the whole you’re vampires announcement, you said you want to share me as a lover. That’s pretty heavy talk and I need time to think about your proposition.”

“You are considering it?” Carter asked me, his eyebrows raised.

“Yeah. I like you all. I like sex. Sounds like it has potential. I need to think abo

ut it though. I’ll have questions, like how it will work. You’re four healthy men, I fear I’d be worn out after one night.

“You’d be worshiped,” Carter replied.

“You get this is a lot for my brain to take in, right?”

He nodded.

“Could someone drive me home?” I stood up and gathered my clothes then headed for the en-suite.

Carter agreed to take me back to the hotel.

I got dressed quickly and stared at my neck in the mirror. There was nothing there, not one mark. I’d seen vampire movies; shouldn’t I have two puncture wounds on my neck?

I could hear the guys murmurs through the door, mainly a lot of ‘keep your voice down’. Whatever they were saying they didn’t want me to hear.

I emerged from the bathroom and looked over at the others. “See you later, guys. Flynn, what time shall I come around tomorrow night?”

“You still want to meet?” The tone of his voice gave away his surprise.

“If I might be dating you together, I think it makes sense for me to keep my separate dates with you all.”

I walked up to Smith, rose onto my tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “Thanks for tonight. It certainly wasn’t boring.” Smith looked stunned and remained speechless. I bet that was a first.

I left, following Carter out of the house and to his car.

“Well, I have to say, you aren’t reacting like I thought you would.” Carter stared at me as he sat behind the steering wheel.

“I didn’t realize there was a correct way to respond. Perhaps you could let me have a copy of the drill.”

“Do you believe us?” His hand rested on the steering wheel.

“I know I was bitten. I felt Smith’s teeth pierce my skin, yet there’s nothing there.” I touched the skin on my neck. “So how can that be if it’s not a trick?”

“It’s in our saliva. An enzyme. It seals the wound and heals it.

“Can you bite anywhere else or just necks?”

"I can feed from your wrists." He raised an eyebrow. "I can feed from your thigh.”

I hold out my arm. “Do it now. I want to see it.”

Carter stared at me. I watched as he took a deep breath.

Taking my hand in his, he brought my wrist up to below his nose and inhaled. I watched as his fangs descended.

“As soon as I pierce the skin, you will enter into a heightened state. I’ll do my best to get you to witness what happens, but just so you know, you might not recall it. It depends on your reaction to the bite.”

“I understand.”