Demonicus (Overworld Underground Book 2) by John Corwin Page B

place."
    Eyes closed, I pressed my face against his chest and drew in his scent. His presence stabilized me and melted the knot of anxiety. As those feelings faded, another sensation took their place. There was most definitely another supernatural presence in here. Unfortunately, it was not that of a demon.
    It took a matter of seconds for me to spot the lovely pale woman riding cowgirl atop an overweight man with more hair than a bear. She cried out in climax and leaned down to kiss the man who seemed absolutely exhausted despite her having done all the work.
    Her gaze abruptly flicked to meet mine. I offered her what I hoped was sultry smile. Instead, her head tilted to the side. She slid off the man and walked toward us, her discerning gaze on me. Fear overwhelmed my unease with her unabashed nudity. The last thing I wanted was another fight with a vampire. Tyler had barely been able to fight off Stephen, despite his martial arts training.
    The vampire touched Tyler. "As I thought." She took my hand in hers and gave Tyler a severe look. "What brings a possessed into this place?"
    The other participants in the orgy seemed too involved in their decadent activities to hear what she said.
    "How do you know?" I asked.
    Quick as a cat, her head turned to me. "You're aware of this man's true state?"
    "Yes."
    She nodded. "Well, then, that is a different matter. I do not condone the possessed using mortals without their consent."
    "How can you say that after riding that poor man into the ground?" I was somewhat shocked at the directness of my own question, but held my ground.
    "Did I drink his blood?"
    I shrugged. "Not while I was watching."
    She leaned forward, breasts dangling. "Then don't judge me."
    "Fine. We'll just be on our way then."
    She ran her eyes over Tyler. "Do you allow him to fuck other women?"
    I shook my head. "Absolutely not. He's my"—I struggled for the terms I'd researched on the web earlier, and found the one I needed—"He's my sub and no one else's."
    "He is a lovely man." She traced a fingernail down my arm.
    Tyler tensed, but made no move to stop her.
    "We don't share each other at all," I clarified.
    The vampire sighed. "Do you allow others to watch?"
    I wasn't sure how to answer that one, but decided we'd be out of place if we didn't have some kinkiness to us. "Sure. We like to watch and be watched."
    She licked her lips. "I would love to watch you two."
    "We're new to this club," Tyler said. "We're just looking around tonight."
    She raised an eyebrow and looked to me. "Do you allow him to speak?"
    I almost said, "Of course," and then remembered he was my submissive. "Did I give you permission to talk?"
    Tyler pressed his lips into a line and shook his head.
    "Then keep quiet."
    He nodded meekly. It was so uncharacteristic of him, I almost asked if he was okay.
    The woman smiled, revealing perfect white teeth, moved between us, and looped her arms into ours. "You're adorable. Welcome to my club. I am Simone, the owner."
    I suddenly became acutely aware of her lithe naked body between us. "Oh, I didn't know vam—I mean, you owned this place."
    She led us away from the orgy group. "I think you will find many of my kind own night establishments. It fits perfectly with our schedule."
    "Yes, I suppose it does."
    "You seem rather young." Simone caressed my cheek. "How long have you been in the lifestyle?"
    My heart rate increased. It didn't help that I'd never met a nice vampire and expected her to snap my neck without a moment's notice. "Very new," I squeaked in a mouse-like voice.
    "We're just seeing what's out there," Tyler said. He quickly realized he'd spoken without permission and looked down. "I'm sorry, mistress."
    I jerked the whip from his hand and gave him a good swat on the backside. "The next time you talk out of turn, I'll make you get on your knees and beg forgiveness. Understood?"
    Tyler's eyes flashed. "Absolutely, mistress." He seemed to relish the idea.
    I turned back to Simone. "This is