CHAPTER 2
Cassia
“Ladies,” she greeted.
Gigi and Miranda walked – no, sauntered – into Cassia’s bedroom.
They knew what they were there for. She’d turned them, one right after the other, three years ago and hadn’t regretted it once.
Neither of them complained. It was all part of the arrangement.
They didn’t ask her for more than Cassia offered, but she supposed she offered plenty, and they both made her come almost as well as Iro.
Cassia allowed them to live in her villa in Florence and in all her other homes, and all they had to do was be available to her when she called.
When Iro had shown up, she’d planned to tell Gigi and Miranda that they would have to move into another of her properties during her time-on with the woman Cassia considered to be her wife, but Iro had left after only a couple of hours the previous night when Cassia had expected them to get back to normal.
She’d been prepared to suggest the four of them have a little fun together, but she’d doubted Iro, who had always been a one-person person, would want that.
Yes, it was true that after spending a hundred years together, Iro had been the one to suggest that they take a break, and Cassia had allowed her to go.
It was also true that Iro had slept with other women.
It had always been one at a time, and sometimes for a long period of time, but Cassia knew Iro hadn’t ever fallen in love again. Cassia was her true one and only.
In the 1850s, if she remembered their timeline correctly, they’d gotten back together after a year apart, and she hadn’t expected Iro to suggest, only a few years later, that they spend more time apart.
Back then, though, they’d decided that since time didn’t matter to them and they’d always come back to one another, that ten years would be in order.
On and on it had gone, with Iro asking for a break and Cassia giving it to her, but this most recent break, Cassia had kept a closer eye on the love of her immortal life.
Iro was pulling away, and Cassia couldn’t have that, so she’d called, and Iro had come running.
That had told her that Iro wasn’t gone yet, and she could still prevent her from pulling too far away.
She now had two women, model-beautiful women, who only modeled for her in her bedroom, so she would give Iro just a little bit more time away and enjoy this night, but then, she would be getting the only woman she’d ever loved back.
Neither Gigi nor Miranda asked what she wanted because they already knew.
If she was in the chair when they walked into the bedroom, Cassia wanted to watch them.
Gigi removed Miranda’s clothes first, leaving her in a see-through thong that had Cassia going wet, and Cassia stared while smoking her cigarette as Miranda slowly peeled every article off of Gigi’s body, leaving her completely nude.
Then, Gigi knelt in front of Miranda and licked her through that thong.
“No, I want to see,” Cassia said.
Gigi stood and moved around Miranda to stand behind her. She pressed her hand to Miranda’s center and stroked her through the fabric.
“Yes, like that,” Cassia said and pulled on her cigarette.
She missed Iro touching her like this: slowly, not with the intention of making her come but taking her time to build her up, making her wait for it.
Last night, Iro had made her come quickly, and while she had let Cassia fuck her, it had also been much too fast for Cassia’s liking.
She had needed more, and now, she was getting it; differently than she had wanted, but this was all right, too.
“Inside,” she ordered.
Gigi slid her hand into the thong and began stroking in earnest. Cassia leaned forward in her chair, her legs crossed, and watched Miranda wrap her arms around Gigi’s neck and pull Gigi in closer to her.
“Now,” she demanded.
Gigi’s head went back then before her mouth opened.
Her fangs bared, and she bit down, sucking.
Miranda came moments later. Cassia licked her lips, smelling iron and sweetness and wanting it herself.
She stood and approached them quickly, taking Miranda’s hand and sliding it up into her skirt.
Miranda did the rest, moving inside Cassia’s panties to rub Cassia’s clit for her.
Then, as Gigi sucked on one side of Miranda’s neck, Cassia’s fangs tore into soft, hot flesh, and she sucked from the other side.
She drank Miranda in, loving the taste of her but wishing it were human blood that she was tasting because human blood was sweeter, like the best kind of candy.
Vampire blood was sweet like fruit but had none of the addictive qualities of that precious, sweet candy.
“God, I want you to make me come. Then, we’re going out,” she said, licking Miranda’s skin.
“Where are we going?” Miranda asked, pushing inside.
“To find someone to eat,” Cassia answered and bit back down into Miranda’s neck, earning a hiss. “I’m simply starving.”
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“Cassia, what about them?” Gigi asked before she took a sip of her dark liquor.
Cassia turned from their seat in the back booth and saw two women kissing off to the side of the dance floor. When she turned back, she spied Miranda’s hand slip under the table and land on Cassia’s thigh.
“You like them, Miranda?” she asked.
Miranda’s hand moved inside her skirt, as it had done earlier in the bedroom, and she replied, “Yes. They’re hot.”
Cassia moved Miranda’s hand to her sex and said, “Gigi, go talk to them; see if they want us to buy them a drink.”
“What if they don’t?” Gigi asked.
“Make them,” Cassia told her as Miranda’s finger stroked her clit.
Cassia spread her legs and watched Gigi approach the women, who took a break from their kissing to listen to Gigi before they turned to see her with Miranda. Cassia watched them nod in interest, which was intriguing because she wasn’t sure what they were interested in.
“I told them you wanted to buy them a drink,” Gigi said when she returned.
The two women then sat down across from Miranda and Cassia, and Gigi sat at the end of the booth on their side, blocking them from making a quick escape. Cassia spread her legs farther apart, and Miranda pressed down into her harder.
“Ladies,” she began. “I would love to take you back to my place for a little fun. How would you like that?”
“Fun?” the blonde one asked.
“Yes, fun.” Cassia gasped. “The three of us. My bed.”
“Oh,” the brunette said. “No way. We’re not into that.”
“No?” Cassia asked. “Are you sure? I’m quite good, and I’d love to make you come while they watch.” She nodded to Gigi and Miranda. “She’s about to make me come right now, so she’s very good, too.”
“What the fuck?” the blonde one exclaimed, seemingly realizing that Miranda was touching Cassia intimately.
“Yes, there,” Cassia said with her eyes closed. “Don’t stop.”
“Okay. We’re out of here,” the brunette stated.
“No, don’t go,” Gigi insisted.
“Gigi, take them outside. I’ll… be with you… in just a minute,” Cassia said. “Make me fucking come already,” she added to Miranda, who rubbed her clit even harder and faster now. “Yes, like that.”
“We’re out of here.”
Gigi stood and let the two women out of the booth, but Cassia knew she would prevent them from leaving entirely. After Miranda finished, Cassia leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
“Good girl,” she said before slipping out of the booth. “Now, let’s go eat. You’ve worked me up, and I am famished now. Would you like a taste for yourself?”
“Yes, I’m starving,” Miranda replied.
They headed outside, in the direction Gigi had followed the women out, and encountered Gigi talking to them at the entrance to an alley, which was rather perfect for Cassia’s purpose.
“Ladies, we could’ve had an enjoyable night together,” she said. “Now, I’m afraid, this is where your night ends.”
Miranda and Gigi, knowing what she would want from them without her having to say anything, moved quickly to cover their mouths and press them to a wall.
“Go ahead. Have your fun,” Cassia ordered, giving her dates for the night the chance to eat first.
She watched the two girls try to scream unsuccessfully and smelled the candy-sweet blood in the air as Miranda and Gigi took what they wanted.
When the blonde started to look like she could barely stand, Cassia tapped Miranda’s shoulder.
Miranda moved and wiped the blood off her mouth, letting Cassia have a taste.
Well, taste wasn’t right. Cassia grunted as she greedily drained the blonde.
Then, she groaned as she drained the brunette next, after Gigi had started her off.
“Delicious,” she said.
Gigi was holding the brunette up for her while Miranda had the blonde against the wall. With both women now dead or soon about to be, Cassia wiped her mouth with her hand and licked her fingers.
“Well, I’m no longer starving. And I don’t know about you two, but I think I’d like a second course.”
Gigi gave her a wicked grin and tossed the woman she was holding to the ground. Miranda let the woman she was holding fall as well.
“How would you two like to turn someone tonight?” Cassia asked, thinking about how to make her night a little more interesting. “Not just end their miserable little lives.”
“You’ll let us turn someone?” Gigi asked.
“You’ve been asking to do it, and I think you’re ready. Don’t you?”
Miranda moved to Gigi and kissed her hard, and Cassia smirked at how much they both clearly wanted this.
She even remembered her first turn. Of course, thinking back to that and remaining focused on it would only serve to remind her of her own origins, and that was not something she wanted to think about right now.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she said, refocusing her mind on the present and the very near future. “Let’s have the car come around and get out of here.”
An hour later, Cassia watched Gigi and Miranda on the dance floor of a club.
They were all over each other, and she loved seeing them like this, but it only made her miss the days when she and Iro couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
Of course, in those days, they hadn’t been able to be obvious about their love, and there also hadn’t been clubs where they could dance like this, but they had had their homes and their wealth and the staff that Cassia had trusted with their secret.
Miranda picked someone first and took her to the bathroom, where, Cassia assumed, they might have a quickie in a stall, and Miranda would ask the woman to go home with her.
Gigi picked a woman who’d been sitting at the bar and asked her to dance.
Cassia watched them move together on the dance floor, and the woman wanted Gigi’s hands everywhere.
Cassia licked her lips, watching Gigi cup and massage the woman’s breasts from behind while she stared directly at Cassia.
Being a vampire meant having an insatiable appetite and not just for human blood.
Their bodies healed quickly, so they never got sore, and Cassia hadn’t ever been fully sated, even when she and Iro had shared days in bed and never stopped touching each other.
She never wanted to be fully sated, either.
Sex was meant to be enjoyed, and she planned to do just that every day for the rest of her immortal life if she could.
Just as Cassia found herself getting turned on and thinking about finding her own dance partner for the rest of the night, though, Gigi nodded to Cassia to indicate that she was taking the woman outside. Cassia finished her brandy, stood, and followed.
“Gigi, slow,” she said when she saw Gigi already pressing the woman to the wall of the alley and sucking hard on her neck. “Slow, baby. You need to take some of that, you know?”
Gigi stopped and looked at Cassia, blood dripping from her lips.
“Now, you know what to do,” Cassia said.
Gigi bit down into her own wrist.
“It’s not as elegant as I’d like, but drip your blood into her mouth.”
Gigi opened the woman’s mouth, and the dazed woman could do nothing to stop her. Vampire blood dripped inside before Gigi’s wrist healed.
“Now, add some of her own.”
Gigi dipped a finger into the ample blood pouring out of the woman’s neck and slid the finger around the woman’s bottom lip. Then, she pressed that lip in a little bit.
“Now, finish your meal,” Cassia ordered.
Gigi drank and drank until the woman could no longer stand.
“Feel for her heartbeat until it stops to make sure that she’s dead,” Cassia instructed. “We don’t want her waking up on the way home, do we?”
Gigi grabbed the woman’s wrist, feeling for a pulse, and the woman collapsed in her arms shortly after.
“She’s dead.”
“Good, sweetheart. We can get her in the back of the car now if you want to keep her. She’ll wake in a few hours.”
“I can keep her?”
“If you’d like. When they wake, they have trouble adjusting. You remember, of course. You can help her with that, or you can leave her here to deal with it on her own. Your choice entirely.”
“I want to keep her,” Gigi answered.
“Very well. Get her in the car. I’ll check on Miranda.”
Cassia didn’t wait because she knew Gigi would follow her instructions, so she turned on her heels and headed back inside. There, in the cramped bathroom, she found Miranda and her human toy making out against the sink while women tried to move around them to get into one of the three stalls.
“Well, well,” Cassia said.
Miranda pulled back and smiled over at her.
“Is this your girlfriend?” the woman asked.
“No,” Miranda replied and licked the woman’s neck. “But she does like to have fun with me. Do you want to have fun with us?”
“The three of us?” the woman asked with a smile that told Cassia she was interested.
“Yes,” Miranda confirmed.
“Hey, I need to wash my hands,” a woman who had just exited the stall said.
Cassia threw her a glare.
“Fine. Whatever,” the woman said and left the bathroom.
“Shall we go home to have a little more privacy with our fun?” Cassia asked.
“You two are really into just picking women up in clubs and having three-ways?” the woman asked.
“Yes, we are,” Cassia told her.
“Fuck. I knew moving to New York was a good idea,” the woman added.
“Let’s get out of here,” Miranda said.
Now, New York wouldn’t be Cassia’s final destination, but her plane had landed at JFK just that morning, and she’d decided to have a night or two of fun here with Miranda and Gigi before she moved on to Washington, DC.