Page 130 of Our Sins in Shadows (Coven of Sin 2)

Feral pulled back, his face tilted toward mine, brows hitched. “Is that so? You’re full of surprises, Princess.”

“She’s about to be filled with another.”

I was dying to know what kind of monstrous cock Eros had suggested Vin fuck me with. I trusted both of them to know it wouldn’t be anything I couldn’t handle.

Vincent feathered his lips to the space below my ear, the tip of his tongue flicking out to sample my pulse. “Go upstairs. Get dressed. Wear something you don’t mind getting ripped off you. Then meet us...”

He lifted his mouth from me to glance at Eros. “Cemetery?”

“Yeah,” he rasped. “Be in the cemetery in one hour.”

Chapter fifty-two

Graveyard Chase

Istoodinfrontof my armoire, rubbing my chin in thought as I mulled over the selection of clothes. What’s a vampire princess supposed to wear to a midnight rendezvous in a cemetery where she’s about to roleplay a force fantasy with two brutal vampires? My fake mom had ordered me a Teen Voguesubscription when I was eighteen, probably to make me feel more normal, more human. The magazine had a section on what to wear on dates with normal people, places like the mall and the movies. There hadn’t been any article about how to dress for a kinky threesome in a graveyard. Not that any of those models ever dressed in the kind of clothes I’d ever wear anyway.

“Dress innocent and shit, and those two fucks will be all over that,” Corry offered. He laid on my bed, stretched out on his stomach in the buff, watching me with his chin resting in the pretzel of his arms.

When I’d made my return from the basement, I’d found Corry still hanging out, waiting for my return. I’d given him the cliff notes version of what had gone down since my night with him. He’d pouted a little because he’d missed it. He’d gotten over it pretty quick though, once I showed him my new piercings.

I eyed him, specifically focusing on his bare ass. It was just kind of there, all nice and perfectly shaped on my bed.

“What, like a sweater or something? And—” My mind went blank. “I don’t know what innocent girls wear. Back when I was still a virgin, I just wore yoga pants and oversized hoodies. And that’s not sexy.”

Rising from the bed, Corry approached me and rooted around in the closet. I couldn’t help dropping my eyes to his semi-hard cock. It twitched when he caught me looking at him.

He handed me a bright yellow sundress.

I stared at it with unguarded disgust. “I don’t know who put that in there, but it’s not mine.”

The youngblood rolled his eyes. “Dude. It’s a dress, not a balloon filled with illegal narcotics. Vin asked Kenzie to get you some girly clothes. I think Isa went with her to help pick the stuff out, since her style is all bright.”

I blinked. He lost me at the balloon bit. “Um, what?”

“Eros and I love the goth punk look you got going on. Sterling doesn’t care. The last time he could see chicks, they were still wearing bedsheets. But Vin apparently has a thing for seeing you look all girly.”

A deeper peek into my wardrobe confirmed the youngblood’s story. There was a handful of bright and frilly stuff I’d never wear in normal circumstances. It was weird to think that Vincent wanted to see me in something girly, so much that he’d gone out of his way to have the coven’s blood donor and resident Oracle get me some things. How would he react if I showed up at the cemetery wearing the colorful sundress?

I tentatively took the dress from Corry along with a cream-colored knit cardigan from a collection of bright sweaters. Okay, so the sunshine yellow dress hurt my eyes to look at it, but I knew Vincent and Eros would probably lose their shit over seeing me dolled up for them. Plus, it would add to the normal girl fantasy we were creating.

I stripped out of the clothes Sterling lent me and stood naked for a second while I stepped into the dress.

Corry lounged seductively on the foot of my bed, eating up every bare inch of skin on display. “Turn around. I want to see them again.”

I spun to face him, giving him a full view of my pierced nipples.

“Fuck.” His head rocked to the side as he groaned. “So sexy.”

I grinned at him, pulling the dress up over my hips and securing the straps; they were the fabric kind that had to be tied into bows over my shoulders.

“What kind of dick do you think Vin’s gonna use on you?” His nose crinkled. “What if it’s some kind of weird alien wiener from Fairie? I heard there are some male humanoid species that shoot out eggs.”

I cringed. “Can we not use the word wiener? Anyway, I don’t think Feral will opt for anything too freaky. Not when he’s putting a lot of effort into staying off my shit list.”

“So...that naturally led to this whole rape fantasy thing?” He shook his head. “I’ll never understand you two. But I won’t sit here and pretend that the hate boners you guys have for each other doesn’t turn me on.”

Fastening the buttons on the cardigan, I sent him an impish smirk. “If you’re into it, maybe you should come along and join in on the fun.”

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