by Megan Slayer
Cover art: Reneé George
Genre(s): Paranormal, BDSM, Erotic Romance
Theme(s): Vampires, Gay
Page Count: 44
Lucas planned to party with vampires but when he awoke, he had no idea where he’d ended up or who followed him. Two men want his blood, while the third wants to help him escape. Will Lucas succumb to his attraction to the vampires or leave with his life?
And now for an excerpt:
“Hold still and they won’t eat you.”
I dragged a breath into my burning lungs and took in my surroundings. Three
men stood around me, two with their backs to me and one at my feet. I took another
breath and let it out slowly, then glanced down at my body.
Fuck me sideways, I was naked. Whatever they had me stretched out on, I had
my arms spread open and my ankles in manacles. I didn’t bother to move my wrists.
They probably had those in cuffs, too. I tipped my head to the man who had spoken to
“Hold very still. Pretend to be dead.” The guy closest to me loosened the cuff
around my ankle. A lock of his blond hair fell in his eyes, and the muscle in his jaw
worked overtime. He didn’t just release me from the bond, he caressed me.
“I don’t think this one is coming around,” he said. “He’s still pale.”
One of the other men turned around. I held my breath and stared into space. Yes,
I was pale. Being stuck in a room for more than twelve hours a day hunched over a
computer didn’t exactly give me a chance to catch many rays.
“Too bad. I didn’t want to drain this one. He’s cute. Was.”
“I’ll dispose of him.” Ankle Man patted my shin. “I’m getting good at hiding the
Hiding the evidence? Of what? Wait. My stomach dropped to my toes. He said
something about disposing. Fuck, fuck, fuck. That’s what I got for hanging out with
people who could kill me. I started to remember a few details from the night before –
well, I hoped it was the night before.
“What are we going to do? He’s one in a million.” Fuzzy memories filled my
brain. I recognized one of the voices. Micah. He cuddled the other man in his arms.
“We’ll need a new toy.”
I still wasn’t sure who the man at my feet was, but I remembered the name of the
other man — Ivan. He and Micah came to my apartment on a monthly basis. Did they
want another threesome or a foursome? I tried like hell to keep still. I didn’t want a sore
“I’ll find you another young one like him.” Ivan slapped Micah’s jean-clad butt.
“He was too old for me. I like ’em closer to twenty-one.”
Liked them young? I was only twenty-four. Ancient by college standards, but
still pretty damned young.
When the door closed, Ankle Man sighed. “I thought they’d never leave.” He
rushed to the door and clicked the lock. “I’ll get you some pants. Shame, though.”
Shame? I sat up and rubbed my head. My brain ached. The room looked nothing
like where I normally played with Ivan and Micah. “Where am I?”
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