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Zara bore down harder and sucked, grunting, groaning and wanting more.

“Yes. You like that, don’t you? You love the taste of me.”

Zara nodded.

“While Iro has been trying to make silly real estate deals, I’ve been turning influential humans around the world and making sure they know who gave them the gift of everlasting life. Yes, baby. Back to my clit.”

Zara moved her mouth back to Cassia’s clit and sucked.

“I’m tired of being in the shadows when we’re clearly the superior species. I mean, we can… live… forever. Yes, I’m coming.”

Zara sucked and stroked her with her tongue until Cassia came all the way down, which seemed to have happened very quickly. Then, Cassia pulled Zara by the hair and met her eyes.

“You love how I taste because I made you. You like how Gigi and Miranda taste, too, but youlovehow I taste because I’m the one who gave you this amazing gift, Zara. I’m the one who made you better than you were before, and I want you to help me make the people we want just like us; to be better, to work for me and get me what I want.”

“Whatdoyou want?” Zara asked, wiping her mouth.

Cassia pushed her out of the way and stood. Zara got scared for a moment because she wasn’t sure what Cassia was about to do, but then, she watched Cassia walk over to the fireplace and get down on all fours.

“Right now, I want to give you whatyouwant,” she said as she transformed right in front of Zara’s eyes. “Zara, please fuck me, baby. I need you. Only you,” she added in Arwen’s voice.

CHAPTER 20

Cassia

“Where do we go from here?” Zara asked her as they lay side by side on the floor next to the fireplace.

“Well, we can go up to my bedroom or see what Gigi and Miranda are doing; unless you want me to take care of you right here.”

Cassia rolled onto her side and ran a finger up Zara’s stomach, between her breasts, and back down again.

“Every time I think I can’t go again, something happens, and I’m craving it,” Zara shared.

“Yes. And isn’t that delightful?” she asked. “You could have been at your boring desk job right now, or at some bar, trying to get a woman to buy you a drink. Or, maybe, you’d try to buy one for her. How horribly dull. How many nights did you actually get to take a woman home and pull every last drop of pleasure from her body how we can? Most of the time, you lost and went home empty-handed, and, on the occasions you won, you probably had boring, human sex. One orgasm. Maybe two. Rarely more than that. And it was off to work you went the next morning.”

“I can count on one hand my number of sexual partners, and I’m forty years old and have never been married.”

“Not anymore.” Cassia smirked at her. “You have had nearly a full hand’s worth of sexual partners since I turned you into avampire. Now, tell me the truth. You love it; you love being free with me.”

“I do,” Zara said. “But I’m still worried.”

“About what, dear? When I get Iro back, you and the girls will move out. That’s the deal I made with her long ago. I have other homes around the world, though. You can have your pick. I will even buy you one somewhere if you’d like. Where have you traveled?”

“Nowhere. I’ve never left the East Coast.”

“Well, that won’t work. When Iro returns, you can take Arwen wherever you’d like.”

“Arwen won’t want to come with me. I’d need to stay here and help her get over her broken heart,” Zara replied with disdain in her tone.

Cassia chuckled and said, “At first, perhaps. But then, you can sweep her off her feet and take her wherever you’d like to go. I have contacts everywhere. I’ve been at this for a while now. You will have a very nice, long, immortal life with the woman you love. I repay loyalty, Zara. Let that be known.”

“Iamloyal to you, but, Cassia, I saw them. I have seen them a few times now. It’s like they’re drawn together. It’s as if nothing will pull them apart.”

“Nonsense. Iro is just infatuated with a human. It has happened before, and it’ll happen again, but she’s not in love. She’s only ever really been in love with me. Even that Mary woman I’ve told you about was more delusion than actual love.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because it couldn’t have been love. Mary chose a husband. Had she really loved Iro, she would’ve given up everything to be with her. Had Iro loved her, she would’ve insisted that Mary flee with her. She would’ve taken her, if she had to, found a place in the middle of the woods, and told Mary that that was their home now.”