ELORA

by Beanie Harper

As she pressed her little hands to his chest, she couldn’t help but smile. For the first time in forever, she felt warm; she was warm.

“Of course, it’s warm. You’ll never be cold again, Elora. I promise.”

My heart

“My eyes are red when I’m tired too.” Both men laughed, and I could have sworn I heard someone downstairs join them.

Jeez, they didn’t even have Dukes. What were they so worked up about? None of their adults could compare to mine. It made me feel better knowing that as scared as I was, at least I wasn’t throwing a fit. I was a big girl, and I would keep my promise that I’d try kindergarten.

Theo grinned when he saw me and scooped me into his arms. “Hey, kiddo! How was school?” He asked while trying to steal a bite of my ice cream.

“Not an albino?” I asked, pushing my eyebrows together. With a shake of his head, Duke confirmed. “No.” I took a second to think about our new secret before squishing his cheeks and smiling, “Mosquito.” A burst of laughter came from Theo’s lips. “An overgrown one,” he joked.

Leaving her was the last thing I wanted to do. I was a horrible vampire, clan mate, and leader for thinking it, but I’d let the rogues take over if it meant staying at her side. She was my whole world, and I was abandoning her.

“Elora got hot,” Lucifer deadpanned, breaking the silence and revealing our secret in one fell swoop.

A smirk worked its way across his lips as they opened for the first time in what felt like forever. “So we’ve all been staring at her ass for hours then.”

I glared back at him, “You don’t think I know that?” I spat. “It’s been months since I’ve fucked anyone because all I can think about is her. Don’t speak unless you know what you’re talking about,”

“Next time you toy with me, I’ll take you against this counter,” he said far too calmly. “So you can watch yourself become my mindless little cock slut,”

“If you eye me like that again, I’ll fuck you until you’re nothing but a pretty little mess who can’t recall your own name.”

Crimson bloomed over my skin, and I coughed at the sudden intrusion. I was overwhelmed by the intense feeling of his hand cutting off my circulation, combined with the strange taste of me on his fingers. “Awe, Baby, are you trying to say something?” He chuckled.

“Lick your fucking cum off my fingers like a good little slut. Then I’ll let you beg me for a second chance,” he growled.

“If you turned into an eel, I’d cook you. You’d make a nice filet, don’t you think, Doll?” He smirked.

“If I want to play with your pussy, I will,” he stepped closer to me. “If I want to fingerfuck you, I will.” He pulled me forward by my hands, making me stumble into his chest. “If I want you to give up every last ounce of control you have,” he smirked, “You will.”