“When I realized what was happening to the man I just showed you, I came here. You were obviously asleep. And yet, you were in two places at the sam...e time. This doesn’t happen with our regular residents, so I can only assume it’s because you’re a mortal. Whatever it is, it’s dangerous. What if you’d killed him?”The thought of Mr. Simmons as a vampire made Caroline shudder.“I just wanted to...” Caroline wasn’t sure what her intent had been.“Punish him?” suggested Chad.“Yes!” yipped Caroline.. In fact some bitches are so fucking dirty and sinful that they need to be saved every Sunday for the rest of forever."Fiona couldn't wait any longer she needed to feel his cock shove deep and hard into her throat until she almost blacked out.She dropped down to her knees in front of him and ran her tongue over his briefs teasing the bulging outline as she traced along its length."Mmmmm," she moaned as her hand moved to free his cock which instantly sprung out in full anticipation of the worship. I didn't know if she was speaking to me or to herself. I decided it really didn't matter. Her need quickened my pulse, and I discovered a need of my own. As I took her earlobe between my teeth (a lesson learned from watching her tease Erin) I ran my hand up from her waist, under her top, to her small breast. I palmed her hot flesh while I breathed through my mouth, letting my warm exhalation wash over her stimulated ear. She turned her head slightly away from me, exposing more of her neck to my. “Do you remember Uncle Paolo?” Ana nodded. Uncle Paolo had gone to jail when she was 10. Her mother had told her it was tax evasion.“Well he was running a teen prostitution ring. And I was his number one best seller. He was going to start using you, Ana, and I couldn’t let that happen. My last client was Todd—he was in La Paz on business—and we decided to turn Paolo in. I was 16. Todd wanted to get married right away and take me back to New York again. At first I was hesitant, but then Paolo’s.