A Beast For The Eyes: A Steamy Shifter Romance (A Ravenswood Romance Book 2) (6 page)

“So that’s why you killed Gus and his friends,” I remarked.

He nodded and took a sip of his drink. “That, and because he really did kill a friend of mine and Beck’s. She was a nice girl who didn’t deserve to die. Beck and I couldn’t protect her, so all we could do was avenge her in the end.”

“She must’ve been pretty special,” I surmised while wiping down the bar. I quirked an eyebrow when I noticed the way that Santiago’s mouth had curled into a seedy smile for the briefest moment.

“That she was.”

“Wait…she was a close friend, right? How close exactly?” Santiago gave a noncommittal shrug, but with a huge shit-eating-grin on his face. “No way! You and her-”

“And Beck.”

“Shut up! The three of you were fuck buddies?! You and Beck actually had sex with a woman…who’s human?” I questioned in disbelief. Is that even possible? Sure, I’ve watched TV shows like
The Vampire Diaries
and
True Blood.
But I thought this shit was fictional, if not wholly impossible.

“Of course we had sex with her,” Santiago remarked. “Vampires can have sex with humans. We just have to be…more careful. Our strength and stamina are a lot higher than the average human being. Obviously.”

“Obviously,” I agreed in a sardonic tone. “So you both just…shared her? And she was ok with that? And both of you were ok with that?”

“Some people are worth sharing, especially if it means you get to have the best parts of her.” Santiago concluded with finesse.

I didn’t even realize how hard my heart was pounding in my chest when he said that. So I remedied my flustered feelings by turning away and attempting to clean the bar counter more vigorously. “Pass me your glass when you’re finished,” I said over my shoulder.

“Think fast,” Santiago murmured from behind me.

I turned around and watched in horror as a glass half-filled with amber-coloured alcohol came skidding across the bar counter towards me. Santiago had tossed it my way. In my bid to rescue the glass from hitting the bar floor, I tilted my tiny body a little too much. And in doing so, I lost my balance and started falling backwards. But before I could hit the floor, Santiago flew off his chair and came sprinting towards me at the speed of light. His right arm moved behind me and grabbed my back. And with his left hand, he reached forward and effortlessly caught the glass as it flew off of the counter.

My heart was still pounding like a freight train in my chest when Santiago calmly put the glass back onto the counter with one hand while still holding my body close to his with the other. Our eyes were just a whisper apart; it was becoming difficult to concentrate on anything but the feel of Santiago’s cold hands encircling my waist and his warm, brown eyes burning like lasers all over me.

“Whoa,” I breathed in awe. “How did you do that?”

When it comes to being a vampire, that’s just the tip of the iceberg, Mamasita,” Santiago promised with a devilish twinkle in his eye.

And before I could think twice about it, I had pulled him closer and pressed my lips to his in a flurry of newfound familiarity and euphoria.

CHAPTER 5

I didn’t exactly intend for it to happen, but Santiago and I slept together that night. I liked every single part of it; Santiago turned out to be quite a sweet and passionate lover. But I kinda felt uber awkward afterwards, especially since both Santiago and Beck are now my roommates. I mean, I had sex with a vampire, and his vampire roommate and friend may or may not know about it. This is all too fucking weird.

For the most part, Beck hadn’t bothered with talking to me that much since I moved in. But we somehow got thrown together a few nights afterwards when Santiago went to see his orderly friend about the blood bag supply and was out of the apartment till super late.

And in-between that time, I got to talk to Beck while he put together a new drawer that I’d bought from IKEA. Don’t give me that look – what else is having a super strong and agile vampire for a roommate good for? So there we were sitting on the floor of my bedroom, with me passing Beck nuts, bolts and other tools while he put the pieces of the drawer together. As soon as he was finished, I was going to head to the hardware store on the corner to pick out some paint and wallpaper to decorate my new drawer with.

“You know…if you’re just planning on decorating this drawer with some girly crap, Santiago and I could always pitch in and help you buy some materials.” Beck said, almost as if he could read my thoughts.

Thanks, but no thanks. I appreciate the offer, but you guys are already letting me live here rent-free. I can’t accept any more freebies from you.” I told him with as much grace as I could muster.

“Living here rent-free isn’t exactly a freebie. We’re still making you pay for utilities,” Beck countered with a sly smirk on his face.

“Yeah, including the ones I don’t even use. What the hell do you guys need a hot plate for? It’s not like either one of you…eats.”

“The hot plate isn’t for us, genius. You are the only human around here that does eat after all. We didn’t buy the hot plate till you moved in.”

“Son of a bitch. You mean I’ve been avoiding using the hot plate because I thought it belonged to either you or Santiago this whole time? I could’ve made some really good grilled cheese.” I whined comically.

Nothing stopping you from doing that as soon as we’re finished here,” Beck supplied in earnest.

“You really didn’t have to buy me a hot plate on top of everything. How do you guys have so much cash to spend on different things?” I asked curiously.

“Easy: we rip off the heads of wealthy douchebags,” Beck quipped. “Or maybe it’s because Santiago was a stock broker before he became a vampire. So we play the Stock Market with his phenomenal financial instincts and voila – a pot of gold.” He ended off with flourish.

“So if Santiago does that, what exactly do you bring to the table?”

“Santiago may be book-smart, but I’m street-smart and devilishly handsome to boot. What else do I need to offer to the world?”

I couldn’t resist erupting into laughter. “I bet that kind of sweet talk lands you all the pretty girls.”

“Only sometimes. But then you get others like Kate who don’t see me in that light. She saw something totally different which drew her to me.”

I stopped short at the serious tone that Beck’s rich voice had taken. “Kate? Is that your friend who died? The one you and Santiago shared?”

Beck nodded and that’s when I understood that the conversation had turned decidedly morose. “She worked in a night club, but was the sweetest girl you could possibly imagine. Santiago and I thought that we’d chosen her out of millions of girls. But in reality, she chose us and made us all the better for knowing her. She was…special.” If a girl’s fucking two vampires at the same time for kicks, she’d better damn well be special.

“So Kate thought you were a good guy?” I probed tentatively.

Beck turned to face me with a small smile lining his sexy, smouldering face. “Believe it or not, I was a pretty good guy before I became a vampire. The only problem was that I was invisible; people saw me, but they took me for granted because I was also a nice guy who had zero self-esteem and couldn’t say no to anything. This may sound crazy, but turning into a vampire was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me. I was living and breathing while working a crappy-no-future job at a convenience store in my childhood neighbourhood. But I felt reborn the day I changed into…all this. Kate was one of the few people who really saw me for all that I am, and all that I could become. Maybe one day you’ll see it too.”

And just like before with Santiago, I found myself getting swept up and lost in Beck’s beautiful eyes as he stared right down into my soul in that moment. Only this time, he reached for me first and planted a sweet and chaste kiss on my lips that made me yearn for more. So I settled the score and planted myself in his lap, wrapping my hands tightly around his neck and melding our mouths together till breathing no longer became a factor of importance.

CHAPTER 6

“Ginny, you’re being weird for no reason.”

“Could you at least give us a clue, Jeopardy Style?”

I ignored both my vampires’ attempts at being funny and finally turned to face them. It was five days later, a whole five days after I unwittingly slept with Beck too. I fucked Beck too! I slept with two vampires in the space of two weeks! What the hell is wrong with me? When did I become a…vampire slayer of the sexual variation? I’ve been avoiding both of them ever since both encounters happened.

It’s too complicated and I’m not ready to talk about it. I’m sorry,” I told them, feeling close to tears. Tears that come from fucking two vampires. I’m sorry, but this is huge. This is totally going into my memoirs one day.

Beck sighed pointedly at my admission and turned to look at Santiago. “We have to tell her,” he told his friend in a sombre voice.

“Yes, we do,” Santiago agreed, a grim look plastered on his face.

“Tell me what?” I asked quizzically.

This time around, Santiago sighed and got the ball rolling. “We know why you’ve been avoiding both of us. It’s because you hooked up with both of us.”

“And the sex was amazing, especially with me,” Beck added.

“She fucked me first, bro, get over it.” Santiago shot back a second later.

“Wait…you both know about each other. How?” I demanded hysterically.

Well, Ginger, we took off all our clothes, got our yoga mats and then did some breathing exercises before talking it over like only two bros can, because we’re just that boss.” Beck explained with sarcasm.

Or we kept all our clothes on and just talked about it like two calm and rational vampires.”

“Who then beat the shit out of one another in the alley behind Costco’s three blocks down.”

“Which I would’ve won hands down if you hadn’t done a dirty and clothes-pinned me.”

“Seriously, give it a rest already. You’re just mad because Ginny fucked me first.”

So vampires who are bros can be douche bags too.

“Guys, how can you be so chilled right now? I had sex with both of you and we all live together, that’s not cool at all.” I said in a miserable voice.

“Don’t beat yourself up over it. Girls do it to us all the time.” Santiago offered like it was no big deal.

“Like every other Sunday when there’s no Grid Iron on,” Beck offered cheekily.

“Neither one of you are funny at all!”

“We weren’t going for funny. In fact, we’d much prefer it if this moment became less funny and more…sexy.”

To my amazement, Santiago stepped closer and started laying kisses all across my jawline.

“Fucking playboy,” Beck scoffed disdainfully. But that didn’t stop him from burying his fingers in my blonde tresses as he licked a curvy line across over my exposed shoulder blade peeking out from my T-shirt.

I should’ve brought things to a halt right then and there. But I was so surprised and morbidly curious by their actions that I kinda just let both vampires seduce the shit out of me right there in the living room, with the curtains still open. I barely blinked when both Beck and Santiago lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it aside, letting it wrap around the lamp behind the sofa like a wily snake. I even started kissing Santiago back and then tilting my head to the side to offer Beck my lips too. This was all so weird, but it felt too fucking good to stop.

“Guys, are you sure we should be doing this?” I queried amidst Beck kissing my neck from behind and Santiago stooping in front of me, kissing my bra-clad breasts.

“The mere fact that you’re asking that is exactly why we should be doing this. Fear and apprehension just feeds your adrenaline and makes the whole experience even hotter.” Beck promised, nipping playfully at my collarbone as he spoke. If he broke the skin while doing that, then I am in deep shit.

Santiago moved lower still and pressed several sweltering kisses along my belly button and stomach, causing desire to pool through my aching centre and moisten the inside of my panties. I bit down hard on my bottom lip when he pushed my jeans down to reveal the evidence of my arousal peeking out through the cotton confines of my underwear.

“I think-”

“Thinking is very bad for you, Ginny,” Santiago interjected. He looked me dead in the eye and purposely ran his tongue along my wet slit still encased in my panties, making me boil over with repressed carnal desire.

“Shit,” I hissed out in pleasure when Beck unclasped my bra and ran his big hands all over my tits. He tweaked the pert areolas until they grew and sprang to life with every careful and seductive stroke.

It wasn’t long before Santiago had freed me of my underwear and placed one of my legs on the muscular ridges of his shoulder so that he could move closer. He laid kisses all along the plains of my inner thigh. Beck continued rubbing my breasts in soft, tantalizing circles while continuing to assault the side of my neck with rough and hungry kisses that made my head swirl.

“Oh, who am I kidding? I can’t take any more of this teasing – just fuck me already.” I begged, listening only to the voice of my impatient, lust-driven clit.

But this time, I managed to extricate myself from both my vampires only to start unfastening the zips on both their jeans. Then I thrusted both my hands down their pants and began stroking them. “But before we go any further, both of you need to be wearing less clothes.” I warned with what I hoped sounded like a sexy tone. I got my answer soon enough when Beck growled with pleasure at my relentless teasing.

I took my hands out of their pants and watched in muted awe as they undressed as quickly as flashes of lightning. And I mean that literally. They were both moving in an endless blur for a good three seconds that it was actually starting to hurt my eyes a little just watching them. But once they were finally exposed to me, I couldn’t resist the whimper of excitement that escaped my lips.

Even though I’d already had sex with both of them on different occasions, I honestly hadn’t taken the time to really look at their naked bodies. When Santiago and I had sex, it was in my uncle’s bar and the lighting is really dim in there. As for when I slept with Beck, I instinctively turned off my bedroom lights before we climbed into my bed and I mounted his fireman’s pole so to speak.