When one decision can unlock your deepest, darkest fantasies.

Cover art by
Dawné Dominique

 

Jezebel has a new job, writing a sex column article for a small specialty interest paper in Vancouver British Columbia, and has decided to join her best friend Jade in attending a very specialized party...a sex party in fact, where she meets two of the most tempting men she could've ever imagined. And to make it that much more tempting for her, they're vampires, Jezebel's one weakness.

Adrian and Doros watch with igniting desire, craving to take a knowing human they needn't cut themselves off from, one they can play with to their heart's content. The moment they meet Jezebel, it's already over. There's no contest. Now only one question remains: will she want them, as much as they want her?

From JEZEBEL'S ARTICLE

When Doros walked up beside us, he leaned down to my ear and whispered, "I would love to peel your clothes from your body while he licks every inch of you."

I stared up at Doros helplessly. His bulky arms flexed, each muscle moving in perfect harmonization with surrounding ones, a rippling effect that moved up to his shoulders.

"My turn." Doros murmured, and swooped down before I could react, if I had wanted to.

He was slower, softer than Adrian. I sensed an insistent demand under his tentative lips, but also great restraint. The differences in the two men were intriguing and made me want to find out what else made each inconsistent with the other.

My tongue rolled with his, and he groaned. Adrian's hands ran up my thigh to my stomach, feather-light, as if he didn't want me to forget he was there.

Doros's teeth tugged gently at my bottom lip, that elusive urgency breaking through the carefully-wrought façade. Maybe he wasn't quite as gentle as I had first thought.

Adrian bent his head and sucked my ear back into his mouth. Between them, I was honestly surprised I had remained standing. By the time Doros was finished, I was staggered I remembered what date it was.

It was hard to pick which one was better at what he did. Each made up for what the other lacked.

They backed away from me, looking as innocent as could be. They smiled sweetly, almost identically. All around me people talked and laughed. They made no comment on the fact we were having a clothed threesome in the middle of a crowded kitchen. They didn't look shocked, though I caught the occasional longing glances from the women. One gave me thumbs-up and a huge smile.

"You two are so totally lethal." I laughed shakily and gripped the counter behind me for the support it would offer.

"Yes, but you knew that already. Most of the women who come here have no idea. They don't have any reason to get off on it like you do," Adrian replied. The idea obviously pleased some dark sexual part of him, something territorial and fierce.

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