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“Have you fucked a woman before, little Bob?” he purred.

“No!” I grimaced. “It’s gross. I don’t like fucking.”

Louis smirked. “Maybe you couldn’t get any girl with your tiny dick?”

The two bimbos threw their heads back and laughed.

I glared at him. I didn’t need to be insulted just because he didn’t like his reactions to me. I bet he thought it was beneath him to be drawn to a servant boy.

“Why would you say something so insane?” I scolded him.

The bimbos gasped. No one talked to the fearful, powerful prince this way, but I’d had enough.

“You.” He jerked his chin at the blonde in his lap. “Go give little Bob a treat while I fuck your friend.”

She pouted while he plucked her off his length roughly and grabbed the other blonde who’d been massaging his neck and the half of his face that she could reach with her big boobs. He flipped her over to this side, bent her over, and nudged his cock at her entrance. He rubbed the head of his cock along her slit, as if showing me the ropes, before driving deep into her.

Then he started pounding in and out of her pussy repetitively. The woman moaned loudly for the whole world to hear. The wet sound of flesh slapping flesh grated on my nerves. Heat emitted from Sy, warming my face in an uncomfortable way. She wanted to join the threesome. She thought she could do better than the two bimbos.

I hissed, reining her in, and shook my head. Sy was too primal.

“More! Your Highness, yes, more! It feels so, so good!” Blonde Number Two screamed in pleasure, but the prince wasn’t paying attention to her.

While he screwed her mechanically, he looked on with more interest as Blonde Number One came to harass me.

“My little darling virgin,” she crooned.

“Fuck off,” I told her.

Louis laughed and thrust harder into Blonde Number Two, getting off on the game.

“Don’t worry, Little Bob,” Blonde Number One offered sultrily, about to cup my groin. “We’re going to have a blast!”

I shoved her away, and she tumbled into the prince and her friend. Louis withdrew and remained standing since he was very strong, but the two bimbos tangled on the sofa then slid to the ground.

“The stupid boy’s got some strength,” Blonde One complained. “And he’s so rude!”

“You’re being rude, little Bob,” the prince said. “You don’t want to fuck, then don’t fuck. But come closer. I need to have a drink from your neck while I fuck them both. Your blood makes me hard as a rock.”

“Fuck it! You already took more than you should have,” I said bitterly. “And now I’m dizzy. I’m not going to take more abuse, sir. I’m getting the fuck out of here.”

No more free porn? Sy asked in disappointment.

I grabbed the basket of rolls, tossed two peaches into it, and threw the door open. A horde of vampires gathered outside, fucking frantically and drinking at the same time. Their prince taking my blood had caused a feeding frenzy.

I froze for a second before I kicked my way through, then I put on my top speed to zigzag amid the entwined bodies and zoom across the hall toward the exit.

“Come back, little Bob!” the prince bellowed behind me. “I’m not done with you!”

7

When I was off duty from being the vampire prince’s favorite walking blood bag, life in the House of Vampires wasn’t all dark, even though danger followed me everywhere.

All those leeches craved my blood more than any other’s. Their prince had warned them off me, but some younger vamps still lost control and came after me. Louis had had to kill two of his subjects to set an example within the first week. I now mostly went out during high noon when the vamps were the weakest.

I’d gone back to the hill and withdrawn Deathsong. Vampires were sneaky, and I felt safer carrying a weapon around in case they jumped on me when I least expected. I’d lingered near the portal as long as I could to make sure none of the Shriekers got in. The Veil would prevent them from breaking in, but nothing was guaranteed in this world, so I’d never let my guard down.

Louis liked to have me around. I amused him. He brought me everywhere he went along with his security detail, which was required since he was the prince heir, especially when he left the academy grounds.