Page 49 of The Vampire Oracle

He growled, slamming up into me and like a chorus, all men moaned came. Cum filled my pussy. My hips rolled slowly, letting Abel hit his high. With a sigh, I pressed my forehead against his neck.

With a groan, Kier sat up and began cleaning himself with stuff he found in the glove body. “No one dare speak of this.”

“I’m telling everyone,” Beck teased, leaning over to kiss my shoulder.

Slowly, I pulled Abel from my pussy and sat between my boys.

Kier had already cleaned himself up and glanced over. He took a doubt take, eyes dropping to my pussy that was on display for him as my leg was propped on the middle center. He stared for a moment before reaching for me. He paused when his finger brushed my inner thigh.

My body reacted, and I pushed my hips out to him, letting him in. Within a second, he was pushing cum back inside of me, making sure to get every drop. My core tightened around his two thick fingers until he pulled back, satisfied.

Our eyes met, and I sat up, opening my mouth.

Kier almost let out a moan before I sucked on his fingers. Slowly, my tongue licked off the evidence of what Abel and I did. Kier mouthed a curse before pulling back. After a breath, he put the car in drive and began driving.

I laid against Abel’s shoulder, ass pressing against Beck’s hip and he didn’t seem to mind. Soon, I was falling asleep between the men and their warmth.

Later that night, my fingers brushed the pretty pink phone on the ground as I slid into Kennedy’s childhood bedroom. I crouched down about to pick it up, when I felt the cold steel of a gun to my head. I knew she was there and even knew her gun was on safety.

“Did you kill her?” a shaking voice asked.

I stood, glancing over at her.

“I know who you are. Psalm Adams, the vigilant vampire hunter, Spectre.”

Slowly my body turned.

“Don’t—”

“I won’t hurt you,” I said, holding up my hand. I turned until I saw a woman with gold hair and red eyes. But she wasn’t a vampire, just a grieving sister. “I never hurt her. Kennedy was my friend.”

“She was my everything, my best friend before anyone else was.” She cleared her throat as her eyes watered.

“I just want to know what happened to her and where she was.”

The girl shook her head. “The Oracles already went through her phone. You won’t find anything in it.”

I doubted that she was lying, but she didn’t know that Abel could crack into anything and find anything.

“Did you know her well?” her sister asked. Kenna. A year younger and was going to follow in her sister’s footsteps. It didn’t take much searching to find that out.

“No, sadly. We had just met and made plans to hang out, but I got busy…”

She blinked at me. “You blame yourself too?”

I swallowed. I have been around death all my life, and there weren’t many deaths that I blamed on myself. Kennedy was one I blamed on myself. I didn’t say anything to her.

She lowered her gun and glanced at the phone. I picked it up, cradling it like it could unlock all the codes.

This might get me further along. Most likely not.

“Thank you,” I said, stepping away.

“Will you be getting justice for her?”

I licked my lips. “I’m going to try, Kenna.”

“Thank you… Spectre.”