20. Dana
dana
. . .
We’d foregone moving vehicles and trying to find parking a few blocks away from Kaylee’s, ordering pizza as we walked, and with a couple of bottles swiped from the bar tucked into Elsie’s oversized tote, saving us from needing a liquor store run.
Fucking the owners of a bar came with perks!
I finished mixing a pitcher of a tropical cocktail, dubbed the Stressless by the shitty dive I used to bartend at in college that tasted like Kool-Aid and was a surefire way to get obscenely fucked up.
The damn thing was a built-in triple—peach schnapps, coconut rum, and vodka accompanied by cranberry and pineapple juice. Delicious, but also hangover city if you were sensitive to sugar.
I set the pitcher and some glasses on a bamboo tray to carry over to the square coffee table the girls and Cole were sitting around.
Dana nudged a pizza box out of the way, making room for me to place everything down. She put a gentle but firm hand on my arm, pulling me to sit beside her.
“You aren’t working, darling; let me serve you.”
She let her hand slip away, taking up the pitcher and pouring me a generous glass before moving to do the same for the others.
“Hey, Vi?” Kaylee asked, and my eyes snapped away from Dana to her, catching a faceful of camera flash.
“Kaylee!” I complained, rubbing my eyes to make the stars disappear from my vision. “No stupid group chat updates, for the love of god.”
She laughed, too loud thanks to already being a little tipsy. “The people need to know.”
Elsie slid me a plate of pizza, looking at Kaylee with interest.
“What group chat? Can I join?”
“You’d kind of mess up the research,” Kaylee teased, showing Elsie her phone. “We’re keeping track of how many of you Vi is fucking.”
“Oh! That’s easy,” Elsie said with a roll of her ruby eyes, taking the glass Dana offered her. “All of us. One on one, two on two, sometimes two on one… Depends, really.”
I choked on the bite of pizza I was attempting to swallow, spluttering.
Dana smirked, thumping me on the back. “Careful, you need to breathe, you know?”
“Let’s play a game!” I gasped once I regained my composure enough to speak. The last thing I needed was to spend all night dissecting exactly how many people I was seeing.
Ren, certainly. With a label and everything.
Elsie, well, it was… unsettled. There was attraction there, and I thought she was amazing, but we hadn’t really talked about a follow-up to our impromptu Valentine’s Day thing.
Dana? Not exactly complicated… But how would I go about the dating convo following up getting finger blasted in a photo booth?
And Juniper? That was even more complicated.
My lips still tingled when I thought of her, the memory of our unexpected kiss making me feel warm all over.
I longed to get between her thighs, to feel them tremble as I used her soft hips to pull her back onto a strap. Or maybe use her delicious extra padding to make scissoring less uncomfortable.
“What game?” Cole asked, taking my exceptionally poor distraction bait immediately.
I taught everyone to play Hoarse , a drinking game that involved a single pack of cards and enough screaming for it to earn its name. The premise was simple: the four aces were “horses” that needed to reach a finish line twelve cards away. The horses moved based on the cards drawn by the dealer that matched the horse’s suit. But that wasn’t what made the game fun—it was the stupid names everyone gave their horses and how much they shouted while the cards were being flipped over.
I failed miserably the first few rounds, my horse barely making it out of the gate while Dana and Elsie’s continued to win over and over. By the fourth round, the pitcher was empty, and Kaylee and I were more than a little worse for wear.
“Another round?” I asked, standing on wobbly legs.
“Yes!” Elsie and Kaylee chimed in at the same time Dana shook her head.
“I’m not much of a drinker,” she said. “I’d love some water, though.”
“Sure. Cole?”
“Down for whatever,” he said, leaning against Kaylee heavily. “Maybe water too.”
“Wanna help me carry everything?” I asked Dana as I collected the pitcher and headed for the fridge.
She leapt up from the sofa, trailing after me into the kitchen. I pulled out the juice from the fridge, setting it on the counter while I turned to hunt down my measuring cups.
Howls of laughter exploded in the living room, excited voices drifting over to us as they gossiped about some of the dancers.
“Are you having fun?” I asked Dana, giving up on the measuring cups to free pour equal measures of vodka and coconut rum into the pitcher.
“Very much.” Her eyes caught on the snatch of bare skin at my midriff as I lifted my arms to pour the schnapps. “Thank you for the invitation.”
“I’m glad you could come. We, uh… Haven’t had much time to talk.”
She leaned against the counter, her hands curled against the edge of the stone as she grinned, showing a hint of fang. “We should go on another date soon.”
“The arcade again?” I asked excitedly, setting the bottle aside. “I was really starting to get that shooting thingy.”
“If you’d like. Or I could take you to a nice restaurant or something, if that's what you’d?—”
“I loved the arcade,” I interrupted, the buzz of alcohol in my system making me bold. I got the sudden urge to kiss her, and before I could overthink it, I leaned forward, pressing my lips to hers in a slightly clumsy kiss.
Dana blinked in surprise, a slow smile transforming her features with nearly girlish glee.
“Ah, ah, ah! Come back here.” Her hand snapped out to catch my waist, tugging me flush against her. “Darling, I’ve been waiting for days to kiss you properly. I will need a little more than that.”
I pulled away, sticking my tongue out at her. “I have to play hostess, handsy.”
“I can show you handsy,” she said as she moved behind me.
“Dana,” I said with a giggle, continuing my task, if only to see what she’d do.
“Well, as your guest ,” She stressed the word, her hands roaming over me as I poured the juice. “I’d love a moment of your time.”
I laughed, smacking a kiss against her lips. “That so?”
“Yeah.” She cupped my face to kiss me again, slower, sweeter than the last few we’d traded.
My stomach was doing all kinds of flips when I pulled away, my eyes flicking between hers.
“Come on! My horse is about to kick your horse’s ass this time. I can feel it.”
“Fat chance,” Dana snarked, taking the pitcher with her.
I reclaimed my seat on the floor and Elsie hopped off the sofa, coming to settle herself into my lap.
“There you are! You’ve been gone fooooorever,” she sing-songed, looping her arms around my neck.
“Dana slowed me down.”
Elsie leaned forward, inhaling deeply against my cheek.
“Mm, figures. Everybody is always trying to get in the way of our quality time.” She tossed a burning look over her shoulder at the dark-skinned vampire. “Especially you .”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Kaylee asked, taking a heavy drink from her glass the moment Dana finished refilling it.
“Dana watched Vi and me doing it on Valentine’s Day,” Elsie replied casually, leaning backwards to claim another slice of pizza.
“What?” Kaylee shrieked, nearly sloshing the drink down her front as she hopped off the sofa, swaying a little.
“When was this?” Cole asked, living for the gossip.
“Well, maybe you should consider using an empty office next time.” Dana laughed, sitting beside me on the floor to steal a bite of pizza from Elsie.
“At work?” Cole asked, rubbing his hands together greedily. “This is juicy.”
“You’re making it sound like a bigger deal than it was,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It was totally an accident that Dana was in the room.”
“Never have I ever had sex at my workplace in front of my boss, Vi! Co-workers, sure, we’ve all been there.”
“Have we?” Cole asked.
“But your boss ? Seems like a big deal to me!” She went on like Cole hadn’t spoken.
“Oooooooh are we playing?” Elsie asked around a mouthful of pizza, putting up five perfectly manicured fingers. “I guess that’s a finger down for me,” shesaid, tucking her thumb.
Dana put her hand up, her head tilting to the side. “Does it count if I was the bystander?”
“Yes!” Kaylee and Cole said in unison.
I groaned and put a hand up, my bracelet jingling softly as I tucked down a finger. “Is this game really fair with immortals, Kayl? Dana’s probably done it all at this point.”
“Never have I ever had pineapple on pizza,” Dana purred triumphantly, her eyebrow raised in challenge.
Elsie, Kaylee, Cole, and I all put down our fingers.
“You freak,” Kaylee chastised. “Pineapple on pizza is god's gift. It's all sweet with the salty…”
“It’s overrated,” Cole muttered.
“Oh! Oh! Me next!” Elsie said excitedly. “Never have I ever… uh…” She screwed up her face in thought. “Oh! Never have I ever stolen anything.”
Dana, Kaylee, and I put a finger down.
Elsie gasped, looking down at me in surprise. “What? What did you steal?”
“A car,” Kaylee and I said simultaneously.
A smirk tipped the corner of my mouth. “My sibling is very fond of their convertible, and they needed to be taught a lesson in manners.”
“I have so many questions about that,” Dana said, her free arm sliding to rest behind my back. “ So many. One, you stole Danny’s car?”
Kaylee shook her head, giggling into her drink. “That is a long story and better saved for another day.”
“She’s right,” I snickered. “Preferably one where Danny is present; they really add to the ambience… I’m next, right? Never have I ever gotten a lap dance.”
“Ugh, that’s cheating,” Kaylee whined, putting a finger down alongside Elsie, Cole, and Dana.
“You prude!” Dana said with a laugh. “Maybe Elsie should fix that for you.”
Elsie's eyes lit with interest, and she giggled, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “Never ever ?”
“Not even once,” I confirmed.
“Well, if only someone could do something about that...” she said innocently, claiming my lips softly.
“If only.”
“Okay, okay, lovebirds! Stay on task! Never have I ever… Been thrown out of a bar,” Kaylee mused.
“Cheap shot!” Cole groaned.
I made a noise like a buzzer with my mouth. “Wrong! Junior year, McNasty’s tavern. They double-checked your fake ID and booted all of us.”
“Right, fuck. Yeah.” She put her finger down, and so did I. “Whoops.”
“No?” I asked Dana and Elsie, raising an eyebrow. “My goody-goodies.”
“Never have I ever dined and dashed,” Cole said, finishing off the rest of his drink.
Elsie put a finger down and sighed. “I still feel bad about it, but I was so broke… Never have I ever gone to rehab.”
Everyone's fingers stayed up, though everyone but Dana only had one left.
I grinned, ready to deal the finishing blow. “Never have I ever had a threesome.”
Elsie and Dana stiffened, their eyes suddenly hot on my skin.
“Is that so?” Dana asked quietly, surveying me over the rim of her glass.
Kaylee knocked the rest of her drink back, standing to collect a bottle of whiskey from the kitchen, grumbling the entire way. She popped the cork with her teeth, taking a deep swig with an accusatory finger pointed my way. “Dirty cheater.”
“How can I cheat if it’s just something I haven’t done, Kayl?”
She groaned, rubbing her hands over her face. “Because! That’s why!”
Dana poured another round of drinks while Elsie snuggled impossibly closer on my lap, lips grazing my jaw.
“Those are good,” the little blonde vampire complimented the drinks, pressing a soft kiss against my neck, followed by another.
“A personal favourite.”
“Let’s play another round of Hoarse . I feel my luck changing!”
The vampires and I swapped to water halfway through the round, and by the time the fifth race was won, Kaylee was teetering in her seat.
“Dibs on sleeping on this fancy-ass sofa,” she slurred, flopping down onto the cushions with a soft oof .
Cole stood, offering a wave. “That’s my cue to grab a cab and get some beauty sleep.” He leaned over for an admittedly awkward one-armed hug around me and Elsie before grabbing his jacket to head out. “Try to get some water in her before bed.”
“Can do,” I called back to the sound of the door closing.
Elsie’s arms wrapped around my neck, her ruby eyes flicking to my lips.
Warmth that had nothing to do with liquor spread to my belly, and my hands found her hips.
“Well…” I trailed off as Kaylee made a show about hunkering down and getting comfortable. “Shall we?”
Dana hopped up, offering Elsie and me a hand, which we took, letting her pull us to our feet. “Is the bed going to fit all three of us?”
“Yup,” Kaylee said, popping the p as she pulled the blanket from the back of the sofa to cover herself. “Go crazy.”
“If we cuddle a bit,” I added, leading the way to her room. “Night, Kayl!”
“Ni-ni…” she mumbled, almost immediately followed by a snore as I flipped off the lights with the app control on my phone.
Elsie dove ahead of me into the room, jumping onto the bed and crawling for the pillows. “Vi, will you be big spoon?”
Dana looped their arm around my waist from behind, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck that made my knees wobble. “Are you tired already, Els? I've been eager to get you two alone all night…”
“If Vi wants to, I'm down.”
“If Vi wants to, what? Make good on my offer from Valentine’s Day? Yes, yes, she does.”I wasn’t even embarrassed over being this eager.
“Then Vi is wearing far too many clothes,” Dana said as she kissed up my neck, pausing to suck at the soft spot between my ear and jaw. Her hand found the hem of my shirt, helping me pull it over my head.
“ Everyone is wearing way too many clothes,” Elsie added.
I turned to get the door, closing it with a soft click, and turned around to get a faceful of her little sundress. I let the fabric fall to the floor, drinking in her moon pale skin, like another fucking Stressless.
It seemed that Elsie and I had the same idea when it came to bras—they were optional.
Dana undid the button of my jeans, pushing them toward the floor so I could step out of them. She tossed her phone onto my bedside table with a clatter before unclicking the harness stretching across her chest, sliding it off her arms and letting it drop.
I made quick work of Dana’s buttons as Elsie hugged me from behind, her hands exploring my chest with soft strokes and pinches at my nipples that turned them to tight peaks.
Dana pulled her shirt the rest of the way off as I unbuttoned her pants, leaning forward to kiss her soundly.
“You have the world's best boobs,” Elsie praised, nipping my bare shoulder as she fondled my chest. “It's a crime that you have to wear a shirt.”
Dana kicked off her pants and grabbed Elsie’s hips, using her body to bring mine flush against hers.
I moaned against her lips as Elsie twisted my nipples in unison.
“Fuck, Elsie, do that again.” Dana whispered, her dark hand stroking my cheek. “What a beautiful little sound.”
Elsie repeated the motion obediently, and I clamped my thighs together, whimpering against Dana’s skin as her hand found my panties.
Dana pulled them down just enough to be able to stroke my core with her fingers, and remembering the way she’d fucked me in the photo booth made my core twitch with need.
I turned my head, seeking Elsie’s lips, and was rewarded instantly by her nibbling kiss, joined shortly thereafter by Dana in a messy, three-way joining of mouths.
“Good girl,” Dana praised, running gentle circles over my clit. “You two look so fucking good together.”
I moaned again, bucking into her hand as Elsie bent, leaning around me to capture my nipple into her mouth while Dana swirled their fingers in my wetness, leaving my clit to tease my drooling pussy.
“Get on the bed and lie back.”
Elsie guided me to the edge of the mattress. I lamented the loss of Dana’s fingers instantly, but I followed Elsie’s gently guiding hands on my shoulders, bidding me to lie down.
Dana pressed her tongue to her fang as she pulled my panties the rest of the way down, and just watching her do it made me even wetter.
“I think it’s way overdue that I get to taste your delicious little cunt,” she murmured, fucking me shallowly with two fingers and making me writhe. “Elsie, go on ahead and straddle her face; gotta muffle her moaning so she doesn’t wake Babydoll.”
Elsie mock-saluted, throwing off her underwear to bracket my face with her thighs.
“Make her feel good, Vi.”
Never have I ever had a threesome.
Guess I could put my finger down now.