My Vampire Idol by R. G. Alexander Page A

and shook him—made his hands tremble. She really had put a spell
     on him. That was the only explanation. “Someday I’m going to be able to hold out longer
     than you can.”
    Mac gripped her hips and slid his erection between her already damp thighs. “But it
     won’t be today. Jesus, Rose, you’re going to kill me.”
    The crowd watching them cheered and reached for each other, bodies writhing on the
     floor in reaction to Rose’s arousal.
    She really did have an eye for detail.
    Mac couldn’t tease her, couldn’t hold back long enough to play out this fantasy. Not
     today. Not until he’d gotten this frenzied reaction to her a little more under control.
    It could take weeks.
    Centuries.
    “Love you,” he muttered as he pressed his lips against her neck, his arms tight around
     her waist to hold her steady while he pumped inside her. “Love you, wild Rose.”
    “ Mac. I love you too. So much. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
    Never.
     
     
    “Folks, I’m more excited than I can tell you to see so many new faces in Belly Up
     tonight. Hobie and I know you’re waiting for our very special guests and the winners
     of the Las Vegas singing competition that saved our school, Mac and Rose.”
    Jolene cheered with the crowd and then leaned in again. “You may not know this, but
     Hobie and I aren’t exactly good with computers. We had no idea our hero was a Hollywood actor when we met him. That trickster even told us his name was Angus, if you can believe
     it. And now, he and the fellow stars of Shifting Reality are going to recreate their roles on the big screen!” She sniffed. “He’s a good boy
     so I hope you’ll all go out and support him when it’s released. And Hobie and I have
     been invited to the premiere, so if you see me with something fattening in my hand?
     You just say two words to me. Red carpet .”
    The microphone buzzed and she squinted, looking around the room. “They’re running
     a bit behind, I’m guessing? But until then, I’m told by her husband that one of Mac’s
     dearest friends used to be a singer herself. Margo Lyons? Can you come on over here
     and help me out before I get desperate and call Hobie up to do some beatboxing?”
    When Margo—after a lot of chanting from the crowd and promises of sexual favors from
     her husband—finally got on the stage, Saint smiled.
    “She’s going to punish you for this. You know that, right?”
    Thomas smiled. “She’s been singing around the house since we found out about the competition.
     I just thought it was time for her to enjoy her gift again. And she has the sexiest
     damn voice.”
    He glanced up from his phone to see Ume smiling at him. “Speaking of sexy,” he purred.
     “Are you sure you want to wait for Mac and my cousin? I have a feeling we won’t be
     getting a performance out of them for at least a few more hours.”
    Ume winked at him. “Rose really wanted to see us. From what I remember, it’ll be worth
     the wait.”
    “Dirty girl.” But he was easy. Whatever Ume wanted. His phone buzzed and he looked
     down. “Interesting.”
    Thomas was staring unblinking at the stage, but Ume leaned closer. “What is it, babe?”
    “Manx.” Saint licked his lips. “You remember him, I’m sure.”
    Ume blushed. “Of course I do. Is he okay?”
    “Probably not. I think he’s rambling. Something about a naked genie in his computer
     and a wish gone awry. I’m sure it’s fine.”
    Thomas turned to look at him. “A what in his where ?”
    “A girl. Something about a girl.”
    His friend’s green eyes darkened and he looked back up at his wife on the stage. “Isn’t
     it always?”
    Saint nodded, watching Ume’s hair fall in a shimmer of silk across her shoulders.
     “And aren’t we lucky?”
    Maybe he’d talk to the script supervisor in the morning. This scene was too good to
     be left out of their movie. Unless he went against the vampires wishes and ensured
     its success. Then he could add it