Addicted. Lydia Parks

tried to practice as a mortal, and the way it felt to roll over the precipice, unable to stop the flood.

      The tattooed man’s thrusts quickened and grew more brutal, and the woman began to grunt as she neared release. She suddenly fell back to the wall, her back arched in sweet agony, and the dark-haired man pumped his seed into the blond as the room filled with the noise and scent of sex.

      Jake bit back a groan. Maybe he’d been at Skidmore’s a little too long.

      “Ah, bravo,” Skidmore said, clapping his hands as he stood. “What a lovely way to start the night’s activities.” He motioned to one of his vampire underlings. “A new batch, please. I think I’d like to be more directly involved this time. Katie? I see you’re prepared.” He grinned as he eyed her whip.

      Katie laughed. “This one would leave marks.”

      Skidmore’s grin widened as he untied his robe and let it drop from his pale shoulders. “Might be fun.”

      “Next time, Thomas,” Katie said, slapping the whip against her thigh. “I’ve got other plans right now.” She motioned toward Jake.

      Skidmore shrugged as he sat in one of the round upholstered chairs Jake had seen earlier. The blond man who’d just participated in the show knelt beside him, waiting for a command, and the other two were escorted back to the holding room.

      The whole thing reminded Jake a little too much of slavery, although the mortals certainly seemed to be willing enough.

      Katie winked at Jake as she passed him, headed for the door. “You want to stick around and watch?”

      He shook his head. “No, I think I’ve seen enough for now.”

      She laughed. “You haven’t seen anything yet. Come.”

      Jake followed her through passageways to a guest bedroom where Katie held the door. “I need to get freshened up, first, so please make yourself at home.” She raised one eyebrow suggestively. “You can scrub my back if you want to.”

      He returned her smile. “You know I do.”

      Katie shed her dusty clothes without thought and led the way to a white-tiled bathroom with an oversized shower on one side and Jacuzzi tub on the other. Skidmore had certainly spared no expense when furnishing his palace. Of course, over the centuries he’d probably amassed quite a fortune. It wasn’t that hard to do when you could influence the stock market with a thought.

      “You probably want to get out of those,” Katie said over her shoulder as she turned on the water. Steam billowed from the glass stall when she opened the door to step in.

      Jake followed her, enjoying the heated water on his cool skin, and delighting at the sight of Katie under the shower’s spray. Her body was as beautiful as ever—he’d long ago memorized every curve and dip. He stood, waiting for her to initiate contact.

      And she did with her hand wrapped around his stiffening cock, nipping his chest. As she cupped his balls and squeezed, he sucked air between clenched teeth.

      Katie laughed and released him. “I want you on your knees, Jake.”

      He knelt and she draped one leg over his shoulder. With warm water running over her breasts, down her belly, and around his mouth, Jake nipped at her thighs, and then licked long, slow laps across her cunt.

      Katie moaned softly at his attention, cradling his head in her hand. “Nice,” she whispered.

      He focused his attention on her clit, circling the hardening nub with his tongue, and her leg tightened around his shoulders.

      “Oh, yes.”

      Feeling his prick swell with desire, he continued to suck and lick her until Katie pulled his head away. She drew him up in front of her and kissed him, biting his bottom lip and demanding his tongue as she caressed his cock with strong fingers. He jerked in response to her movements, wishing she’d offer him more but knowing not to push.

      After a few delightful moments, Katie shoved him away with a laugh. “Enough for now. I need to wash, and then we’ll continue.”

      Jake soaped her back and front, then waited while she rinsed. They emerged from the shower holding hands, and Katie draped a towel across his shoulders. He wondered at her sly smile as they dried off.

      “And now for the snack,” she said, returning to her room.

      Jake followed, surprised to find her soiled clothes removed from the floor and a dozen candles burning on the dresser, desk, and bookshelves.

      In the middle of the large bed lay the dark-haired tattooed man who’d been center stage in the dungeon a little earlier. His wrists and ankles were tethered to the bedposts, which clearly made him uncomfortable, although Jake wasn’t sure if it was the binding or the fact that he was naked and exposed that bothered him. The young man frowned at the two of them.

      “This is Raul,” Katie said. “Before becoming a hunter, he spent time in jail for rape.”

      Jake glanced at her and noted the fire in her eye, a dangerous sign.

      “Katie—”

      “Now, Jake, we’re just going to have a little fun. You don’t mind, do you, Raul?”

      “Look, I don’t—” Raul started to protest.

      But Katie paid no attention. She crawled across the bed and gently gripped his flaccid prick in one hand, then licked big, wide circles on his muscular stomach, flicking her tongue across his dark tits. His cock responded in her hand, widening and hardening until it pointed to the ceiling.

      “No,” Raul whispered, “I don’t mind at all.”

      Katie smiled at Jake.

      He started to sit in a chair near the foot of the bed, but she shook her head. “No, over here.”

      Reluctantly, he walked to the other side of the bed and stretched out beside Raul, propped on one elbow. If nothing else, Katie’s little game would probably take his mind off Athena.