The Dark Rose ? {18+}

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What?

What does that mean?

Peyton's fingers skate across a very sensitive area on my neck, one I didn't even know was there.

Quinn doesn't seem too bothered by this, seeming rather bored instead, "It doesn't matter, we're not breaking the law because she's human. Get on with it, Peyton."

I frown, my heart once again hammering in my chest. Peyton bites down on my neck, the sting spreading outward before being replaced with the all too familiar arousal, trailing down to my throbbing core. My screams turn into unwanted moans, seeing Quinn through half lidded eyes as she walks towards me and leans towards my other shoulder, her own fangs sinking into the other side of my neck.

I've never been bitten by two vampires before, the arousal being pumped through my veins has me needing and wanting. This unwanted feeling is taking away my will to get away, instead I want to be touched and to have my release.

They both release me, pulling out of my neck as they glance down at me, their eyes lit with desire. I fall back onto the sheets, my mind foggy as the blood loss has me feeling weak and tired.

Quinn cups Peyton's cheek, drawing her towards her so they can share a hungry kiss, their moans only audible when they take small breaks for air. Peyton's fingers are in Quinn's red hair, gripping tightly as their kiss grows deeper. I turn away, closing my eyes, my arousal no longer under control as I feel the dampness between my legs grow.

I feel ashamed by my bodies reaction, not wanting to feel like this. I shouldn't feel like this. I try to bring my thighs together, wanting to hide my arousal.

Quinn notices, breaking away from their kiss so she can crawl over me, using her strength to pull my legs apart. I protest, my anger muffled through the gag which she finds all the more amusing, her eyes lit with dark desire. She brings her face towards my soaked underwear, breathing in deeply, "I can smell your arousal, are you enjoying this?"

I shake my head, the action causing me to go lightheaded. Quinn licks the inside of my thigh before sinking her fangs, more of my blood filling her mouth. I feel my exhaustion creeping into every one of my limbs, unable to move or fight.

"That's enough Quinn, you'll kill the poor girl." Peyton says, pretending to care for my life. "Perhaps she deserves a reward for allowing us to feed from her like a good, little girl."

I don't know what she means by that, my thought process taking a step back as I'm too focused on trying to stay awake.

Quinn seems to agree with Peyton and soon I can feel her fingers gliding beneath my underwear, sliding them down my legs. I want to scream, to call for help but I can't. Even the urge to kick or fight is gone, my throbbing clit now out in the open, begging for something that I don't want.

Quinn brushes her thumb across the sensitive nub, my body trembling beneath her. "Such a needy girl." Quinn teases, her voice dark as she enjoys torturing me.

I glance at Peyton as she moves up on the bed, sitting beside me. She removes the gag from my mouth and then dips her head down, her lips capturing mine as she kisses me. I refuse to kiss her back, placing my hands on her shoulders to push her away but she's too strong. When Quinn's tongue unexpectedly rolls against my clit, I gasp, the action allowing Peyton to force her tongue into my mouth.