Virgin Sacrifice to the Last Lycan - Chapter 45: Chapter 45

Helen POV
I pressed into my mate, fairly brave as of lately but not right now. Vampires surrounded us all around, Geoffrey prancing toward the wall nearby and grabbing a key off the holder. I watch him above the others, his presence like an Alpha to his subordinates.
He plays with the keys, waving his vampire buddies from their trance on me and Justin. “No, no,” Geoffrey cheers. “They’re my personal guests tonight. Everyone else gets a blood shot on me!”
Everyone cheered and went back to dancing, Justin and I ushered to follow the dazzling vampire around the club until we’re back in the hallway. We were nudged into a little velvet room. Geoffrey locked the curtain in place with a strap and pins it to the wall. He hides the key into his pocket when he’s done.
I turned to examine the room, eyeing a particular device on the far wall. It was a giant X made out of wood, four leather cuffs nailed into each appendage of the contraption. While staring at it, Justin found a seat on the couch nearby, his tension eased with the sight of this odd room.
Geoffrey set next to my mate, both of them eyeing me.
Geoffrey crossed his legs casually. “Remember when I said I wanted something in return for keeping quiet over you two being in my city?” He paused but left little room to reply. “Well, I want something a little specific. But don’t worry, you both will enjoy it too.”
I shuddered at the sight of the box on the floor nearby, filled with leather whips, ties, chains and other accessories I wouldn’t even know how to use. I backed up carefully, realizing every contraption in this room, right down to the paddle hung on the wall like décor, was intended for sexual pleasantries.
I looked to Justin helplessly, his hand already extended with claws as he dared to swipe a hit over the bloodless being sitting next to him.
“Whatever you say next better be really, really smart,” Justin snorted.
Geoffrey was dismissive of the threat, holding his palms up with a proud smile exposing his fanged teeth. “Relax, Lycan. Trust me, you’ll want this too.”
“What do you want?” I groaned, worried of his reply.
“I want a little tase of your blood, wolf girl,” Geoffrey beamed, “blood from a female wolf is so exquisite, so amazing, that it will send me into a deliciously amazing state of consciousness.”
My back hit the wall, shivering from head to toe. “You want to bite me?”
“You’re not going to,” Justin barked.
“Let me explain,” Geoffrey said, trying to reduce the hostilities. He stood, pacing slowly around the room, toying with every weapon of pleasure in this confined space. “When a vampire bites a female wolf, their blood is so rich, so perfectly vibrant, it send the vampire into a frenzy of delight.”
I stammered a step back while watching him carefully.
Justin charged between us, his Lycan begging to be cut loose.
“You haven’t heard the best part,” Geoffrey said, practically whining. “When a she wolf gets venom in her blood, she obviously can’t turn. So when it enters her bloodstream, it sets loose something amazing on her end too.”
“What are you talking about?” I said.
“You go into heat, right?” Geoffrey said, prompting a growl from Justin. “You want to try something better than that? I know wolves get their best kicks when in heat; the only way to alleviate that pain is to cure it with something gratifying. Sweet sex.”
“Get to the point!” Justin had snapped.
“My venom will put her in a state of ecstasy like none other,” Geoffrey groaned. “It sends her into an unnatural heat, something so consuming, so amazing, I guarantee you both get a really, really good time out of it.”
Justin was ready to snap, to deny the offer, but I had become a little intrigued by now. I pressed my hand into my mate’s side, moving forward.
“So you get a rush from my blood and we get this room?”
“Mate, what are you—”
“Of course,” Geoffrey chimed in, cutting Justin off short. “This whole room for you and you Lycan. You can play as long as you’d like. Something tells me you both have been so tense lately with everything going on. A little red lingerie in a hotel room is nothing compared to what my venom will give you, wolfy.”
He adjusts his shirt, rolling up his white sleeves in anticipation.
“Of course, the kick I’ll get out of it will sate my thirst for weeks. I won’t have to feed on a human for a long time. You’d be doing the mortal world a favor and would earn your play time for the night.”
I eyed the X contraption near the wall, wondering what it would be like to participate in something so dirty, so fun, that it would take both of our minds off of the trouble we’ve had lately.
Pressing my hands into Justin’s solid chest and feeling his pulse radiate hard through his body brought my wolf so much happiness. He watched me methodically, waiting for a hint of an answer.
“I mean, it would be kind of fun,” I admitted.
Justin looked around the room, taking it all in. “We have a lot of problems to worry about, little mate,” he huffed, but looked sideways, “so I guess we should give this a try. If you’re okay with it.”
Geoffrey smiled with his fangs on full display, pleased and eager. “It won’t hurt, wolfy. Let me put you in a more suitable place for your mate. I’ll make my bite and leave you both alone to enjoy.”
He pulled me forward, pressing my back into the giant X on the wall. He pinned my wrists on the ties above my head, skipping the ties around my ankles while I fought on the tips of my toes to stay standing.
Justin paced before me, his eyes and his hunger well noticed. He was already willing to fuck me just by the ties on the wall, but I was too curious with Geoffrey’s venom to ignore the fact that we need this to relax. It would force us into distraction.
The vampire tore my shirt, exposing the mating mark on my shoulder and standing over it with such thirst, I wasn’t sure if a single bite and suck with sate his needs. He wiped the scar with his hand and leveled his fangs on the spot beside it.
“Don’t worry, Helen,” he said, using my name for the first time, “unlike his bite, mine won’t leave a scar.”
I was pleased with that claim, but more so at the feeling of his teeth puncturing my shoulder. It was a quick poke and prod, his body crumbling as he staggered back a step or two. His eyes were black, blacker than night, and he managed to stumble away before it hit me.
Geoffrey left while the feeling ebbed throughout me.
I don’t know what it is exactly. It’s not heat, and it’s not desire. I tilted my head back to accommodate seeing spots in my vision while pleasure rippled through me at once. I felt free, weightless, and utterly untroubled for the first time in forever.
“Justin,” I begged, my legs tingling.
My mate found me there, defenselessly at his will by the threaded cuffs latched over my wrists. He moved his lips to my throat, minding the collar, the mere feeling of them on my skin sparking ecstasy through my body.
I panted each breath like it were my last.
“Goddess, please,” I begged. “Please, Justin.”
“I don’t know,” he breathed into my ear, his hand dragging down the front of my body. He pressed into the soaking wet spot between my thighs, his eyes wide at the feeling and intensity of it. “I kind of enjoy seeing you like this.”
He centered a kiss into the center of my chest, his hands tearing my clothes and roaming all over my naked body.
“Are you ready for this?”
I nodded.
I’ve never been more fucking ready for anything in my life.