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The four went back outside and rode the carousel together, since it was close. They rode the roller coaster several times, made their way through the mirror maze with more laughter than was probably normal, made out a little during the Christmas Fun House, then Genie’s men watched while Genie rode the Flying Reindeer with Brooke.

As the ride slowed for the third time, Brooke turned to Genie and told her, “My dear. You’re standing between two doors. Within the next couple of weeks, you’re going to need to decide whether to turn around and go back in the door you just stepped out of, or whether to walk into the door that has opened for you. I will welcome you into that door, if it’s your choice. I’ve put the word out my flock is to honestly answer any questions you ask that aren’t terribly personal. Dev can take you to them and let you sit with them a while, or you might feel more comfortable going into the workout room and speaking to them as they come and go in there. Whatever you like, however you wish to do it.”

“I would be part of the flock?”

“No, but they can tell you how I run my people.”

“I think I’ve seen enough of that to know.” She’d been mostly impressed with that, until Brooke had shown her first-hand how she treated people.

The ride operator opened their little compartment’s door, and Genie got out and helped Brooke down, never mind the older-than-dirt vampire could levitate.

“Whatever you need to help make the decision, you only need to tell Dev, Remy, or me. I’m going to ride the train withThe Dragon King’s children now. Thanks so much for taking me on this ride.”

She skipped off, looking exactly as you’d expect a six-year-old to act, and Genie turned towards her men. “I want another corn dog and some fried pickles, followed by another funnel cake, and maybe we could split some cotton candy?” And more spiced apple cider to drink this time, instead of hot chocolate.

The rest of the weekend was magical. More sex than Genie imagined anyone could have in a weekend — and she’d had the bikers run a train on her for most of a weekend on two occasions, and for part of a night several other times. Dev talked her through whipping their boys and making them scream in a combination of pleasure and pain, and he showed her the fun of cock and ball torture, which she thought Elijah seemed to enjoy more than Ezra, and she made a mental note to talk to Ezra about it later.

Dev flogged Genie’s back while the boys sucked her nipples, and she was in erotic heaven, pleasure on the front and the most delicious heat and rhythmic good-pain on her back. It was as if the flogger was the drumbeat to a heavy metal orchestra, and she was every instrument all at once. Every vibration. Every ounce of pleasure.

Monday morning, just before they went to sleep for the last time before her four shifts of Christmas, the three practically worshipped her, wearing her out sexually so she fell into a coma-sleep a few hours before the sun rose, and she slept until two hours before she had to be at work. They fed her a huge breakfast and then kissed her goodbye on Monday evening, knowing they wouldn’t see her again until Friday morning, and that she’d need twelve or more hours of sleep once they fed her and put her to bed, so it would realistically be Friday night before they could enjoy each other again.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Dev missed Genie. There was no way around it. They’d had the best weekend ever, and now she was gone and it was Christmas.

He took the boys to the main coterie house. The boys rode in the limo with him, with leashes attached to collars around their necks, and with the mechanical ‘leash’ butt plugs up their asses and locked around their balls, as well as the bracelets that kept them fromchanging, but they were otherwise naked. He had sweatpants they could slip into if they were pulled over or involved in a wreck, but Aldrich was with them and could make any police officer not want to pull them over, so there shouldn’t be an issue.

The spines on their dicks were more knobs than claws, more about enhanced texture than ripping into flesh. Genie loved it when they fucked her pussy with the spines hard, but wasn’t a fan of them when it came to anal — not because they caused harm, but she had a harder time with the extra friction. The cats knew this, so the sadist in Dev loved ordering them to fuck her ass with the spines out every once in a while. Mostly though, Genie had fun ordering them to produce the spines before she ordered them to fuck her pussy. His little submissive was far from a switch, but she loved sex, and she’d discovered great delight in ordering it on demand. It only worked because the boys were service submissives though, intent on pleasing their Top even when she was a submissive at heart.

Today, he’d ordered his boys to stay hardwith spinesuntil he handed them over to the vampires, and instructions allowingthem to stroke themselves occasionally if necessary to stay hard, but not to overdo it. They were to feed Mikael and Claire upon arrival, and Dev wanted them seasoned properly for the two sadistic vampires. Once they were in the custody of the vampires, Mikael and Claire would order them hard or soft, at their pleasure.

The collars today, when Dev usually avoided employing them, were in place to help the twins get into the proper mindset. Today was going to be rough, and walking into it with the attitude and bearing of a slave should help.

“You’ll be given an opportunity tochangewhen they finish with you,” Dev told them, “but you’ll be in a pen outside, with chain-link walls and a roof. No room to run, though there’ll be a boulder you can climb on. You’ll eat and have time to sleep in your cat form. The boulder feels real when you’re on it, but it isn’t, and you’ll find a cave area inside, if you prefer to sleep in the dark instead of the sunshine.”

Not even Dev’s snake could get out of the enclosure, so the cats should be fine.

“You don’t talk about our cats as if they’re different from us,” Ezra said. “Most people would say, ‘if your cats prefer to sleep outside,’ but you understand that wearethe cats.

“Sometimes, the human parts of you are ascendent, but you’re both mentally preparing to be toys for two sadistic vampires, and the cats have come forward to protect the humans.” And yes, Dev knew he was talking to the cats and not the humans right this minute.

“Genie gets to see the human side of me more than anyone ever has,” Elijah admitted. “I trust her to take care of the human.”

Dev cradled Elijah’s cheek in his hand and looked into an eye that appeared to be human, but Dev understood the cat had learned how to use subterfuge. He was looking into the cat’seye, not the human’s. “I will value whatever part of yourself you choose to show me, Elijah. You and the human parts of you are both Elijah, and you are both valued and important.”

Elijah tried to pull away so Dev wouldn’t see the emotion in his face, and Dev pulled him close to allow him to hide his face without withdrawing. The smaller man clung to him as if he was drowning in the ocean, and Dev held him without squeezing him, and kissed the top of his head. This particular cat enjoyed being cuddled at times, but hated being held. It was a conundrum, but Dev had figured it out.

“I know the two of you have been trained for what I’m sending you into, but you aremine, and it bothers me knowing how much pain you’re both going to have to endure. It feels as if I should be the only one who can hurt you so badly, but you’re Brooke’s creatures until you prove yourselves to her — until you prove you are mature and responsible enough to earn your freedom.” He’d explained this before, but it felt important to restate it. “She gifts her day-creatures to her vampires in the days leading up to Christmas, and she knows the two of you can handle Mikael and Claire’s particular perversions.” He sighed. “Plus, they specifically asked for the two of you, and they rank high enough they can usually get who they ask for.”

“Who are you to be gifted to?” Elijah asked.

“Me,” Aldrich said, “but I asked for him only because Gideon wanted him, and I know Dev has a problem with him.”

Gideon had been twelve when he’d been turned, and no matter how old the little bastard truly was, it felt like molesting a child — never mind that Gideon wanted to be fucked first, before he turned the tables, fed from Dev, and then fucked him. Aldrich wouldn’t take it easy on him, but Dev appreciated the more powerful vampire requesting him and saving him from Gideon.

Mikael hadn’t been much older in years, but his body had grown into something considerably closer to a man,andhe wasa Dom, through and through. Claire had been seventeen, but she’d been a whore for years, so she didn’tfeelas if she were seventeen. Nor did she look it; life had been hard when she’d been human, and the years showed on her.

“Unless I’m being punished,” Dev told the twins, “I get a say-so in what is done to me when I feed one of Brooke’s vampires. I can ask for pain or pleasure, and I can decide whether sex is on the table or not. I could’ve insisted Gideon feed from my arm and not touch me otherwise, but it’s kind of expected we give ourselves as somewhat of a gift, the week of Christmas. Not ordered or demanded, but it’s tradition, Brooke gifting her day-creatures to her night-creatures. And so, I will tell Aldrich sex is on the table, and I will tell him the choice of whether to give me pleasure or moderate pain is up to him.” Because the people being punished in the laundry were being pulled out and gifted to vampires who would be able to do anything to them that could be healed in a singlechange, and Brooke would be wiping their memories of leaving the laundry when they were returned. Aldrich could’ve played with any of them to his heart’s content, but he’d chose Dev to save him from having to go to Gideon.