Vampire Ties 02 by Broken Ties

Author:Broken Ties
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Hungry, horny, and pissed-off. Again.

Gregori woke up hard and thinking of Helene. He took matters into his own hands, but the momentary relief didn’t last. His mood only got blacker. Still, he hadn’t even considered going to her. He didn’t understand the problem. He wanted her -- why not just go fuck her?

Reason had nothing to do with it. He refused to go to her, horny or not.

Instead, he’d barked orders to one of his vampires, a beefy man whose name Gregori didn’t even try to recall, and five minutes later he’d delivered a pair of luscious twin sisters to the Master’s study. Petite, blonde, with surgically perfect tits practically spilling out of their skimpy tops, they’d begged him to do whatever he wanted with them. So he’d fed, drinking deeply from one while the other sucked his cock. The pleasure of that was normally enough to wipe every thought from his mind.

But when he came, it wasn’t anywhere near as good as it had felt to come inside Helene’s sweet pussy. His cock stayed hard as ever. His ire rose to new heights and he zipped his jeans furiously, ignoring the twins’ protests as he pushed them both roughly from the room.

Apparently, blood was the only satisfaction he’d get from them tonight.

He threwn himself into work after that, trying to lose himself in the mundane details of running Club Nighthawk. Bill-paying and liquor orders were no substitute for mind-blowing sex, but right now he’d take what he could get. At least his vampires had picked up on his mood. He could sense their wariness as they avoided coming anywhere near his office. No one wanted to draw the Master’s attention tonight.

When his door swung open an hour later, he knew without looking that it was Helene. No one else ever entered uninvited, and none of his Clan would be so foolish as to try it tonight. “You must enjoy taking your life in your hands, Sunshine,” he growled,

keeping his gaze fixed on his paperwork. “How’d you get out?”

“Your snacks had weak minds. They were easily persuaded to open the door.”

She closed the door and walked toward him, her footsteps never hesitating despite the glare he leveled at her. When she moved behind him and rested her hands on his shoulders, he gripped his pen so tight it shattered in his hand. He dropped the pieces and wondered why he hadn’t broken her fingers instead. No one touched him uninvited. No one. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Her fingers began kneading his tense muscles. “You’re broadcasting your stress loud and clear through the entire club,” she murmured, ignoring his clenched fists on the desk. “You’re chasing humans off before they get within a block. I thought you might need a little massage to chill you out before you run off tonight’s buffet.”

He captured one of her hands and stilled it against his shoulder. Despite his anger at her, he didn’t squeeze, didn’t twist, didn’t attempt to punish her for her audacity.

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