A/N sorry for the wait guys after writing the last two chapters I had to do some partying myself. I hope it doesn't bite. Well maybe a little. Lol v-v
Tara's POV
"Holy shit, last night was crazy!", I say pulling Pam closer to me.
She chuckled tossing me a sideways glance, " Yeah, Jason puked all over that wolf girl..."
I just watched her as she spoke of the events from the night before. God she's beautiful. The way her eyes shine like diamonds when she's laughing, or how when she's grossed out her brow furrows and her nose scrunches up at the bridge.I really got lucky with her.
"And if it wasnt for those two shifters and Eric, we would have gotten back early enough to sneak in a quickie before dawn", She continued eyeing the length of my body with a wicked smile.
"ah come on, you gotta admit it was nice to see familiar faces", I say smiling at the memory of my promised lap dance. Just as Pam was done whispering the plan for the night in my ear, Sam walked up to us hand in hand with a very beautiful bronze skinned woman. He introduced her as Luna, and then announced that they were married. I instantly felt shame wash over me. I had been so caught up in my relationship with Pam that I had neglected to check on the other people I loved. I made a note to myself to call and check on Lafayette.
We pretty much took shots the whole night and as a young wolf came to get a picture with the 7 of us (she called us the Sick 7), Jason proceeded to throw up in her hair. Jessica then decided it was time for them to retire for the evening.
"I would rather have seen the look on your face whilst I tasted you", Pam said smugly, not at all kidding.
I'm starting to think she's trying kill me. "Can you die via orgasm?", I wondered to myself with a dazed smile on my face.
"I bet", I countered,trying to pretend what she said didn't affect me. Too late, my fangs were out and Pam was kissing me. I couldn't resist her and the way she felt pressed against me. She was the ultimate distraction. I had so many questions about our upcoming trip, but as soon as her lips were on mine, all I could think about was making her scream my name.
"It comes to mind that I owe someone a lap dance," Pam said pulling away and placing a finger on her temple as if trying to remember who.
"It comes to mind someone owes me a lap dance, weird.", I say playing along.
Pam sped off of me and over to a chair that she must have grabbed before i woke up. She held in her hand a blindfold and motioned for me to sit.
'Holy shit', I thought as she covered my eyes and asked for 45 seconds to get ready.
Pam's POV
As I slip into this sexy little number Eric helped me pick out, I focused on the bond Tara and I share.
'Nervous, excited, turned on, impatient', it screamed to me.
"Showtime", I say ,to myself, in the mirror smiling.
As I exited the restroom, Tara's head snapped in my direction. She had her hands tucked behind her head reclining, with a 'victory is mine' smile plastered on those pretty lips of hers. I rolled my eyes remembering 'The Bet'.
The Previous Evening
" So, you're happy", Sam asked, peering into Tara's eyes as if trying to determine if her answer was genuine.
Tara laughed a little before looking up at me on her lap smiling, then back to him, "Fuck yeah", said meeting his gaze. I felt the muscles in my face begin to shift my lips into a smile but stopped it before the humans saw my emotions. I may have gone all cuddles and hugs with Tara but I'll be damned if I show weakness to a fuckin' breather.
"You", she asked smiling and nodding towards he and his wife's linked hands.
Sam and his mate looked at each other and laughed out in unison, "Fuck yeah".
The old me would have made a snide comment and walked away, leaving them with doubts and fear. But Tara killed that version of me,in that cell, with one kiss. So all I could do was push love and desire through our bond. Tara excused us and sped me to the bar waving off the bartender.
"You wanna play a game?", Tara asked with that mischievous look in her eyes that always leads to the best kind of trouble.
"What kinda game", I ask, really turned on by the way she was looking at me.
"Okay, Its called Push. the object of the game is to push the the other into action by sending unbridled passion and arousal through the blood bond. Its a maker-progeny game, obviously.", she said with a flip of her hair and a smile, "That means first to touch or speak"
"What do I get when I win? I mean this is Vegas, after all", I ask her raising my brow.
A cocky laugh rang through her as she shook her head, "Cute. Well, when I win you gotta...give me a lap dance.
"After seeing you dance at Fangtasia, I know I'm going to enjoy this", I counter, knowing I would prevail.
"Okay go", she said smiling.
Within five seconds I feel arousal hit me between my legs. Instantly my mind is flooded with images and sounds,while my body is flooded with the feel of someones hands on me. Our first kiss. It was a good play, but I've had centuries of practice in the art of seduction, Tara was toast. I watched as she bit down on her bottom lip and squirmed in on the bar stool, the first time we had make up sex. We went back and forth that way for ten minutes,sending emotions and primal urges to each other. I could tell I had her where I wanted her. Tara's eyes were closed and the bar had indentations where she had gripped it to steady herself. That's when it happened, it was everything, literally. I felt passion, heart stopping love, adoration, and carnal arousal. It felt like I was on fire.
"Fuck!", I said breathlessly, my fangs popping into view.
She started laughing and taking small bows. I couldn't help but laugh too. Can you believe it, hustled by my own progeny?
"Cheater!", I say faking anger.
" Gotta know how to bluff", Tara said with a wink, "this is Vegas after all."
I was just about to speed her back to our suite when Eric appeared next to us.
"Don't be rude Pamela, we are honored guests", he said in swedish with a small smile on his face. without another word he blurred back over to Nora and Sookie.
Present Night
"Mmm you smell good enough to eat", Tara says, refusing to hide how anxious she was to touch me.
"Is that so", I ask, starting the music.
Before she could reply, I sped in front of her removing her blindfold in the process. When she laid eyes on me, her jaw dropped as did her fangs. I suppose it was my sexy nurse costume, complete with fishnet stockings and heels. When the song started and I pushed her back into the chair, didn't even resist, all she did was stare at me with lust in her eyes.
"Relax, it's showtime", I say unable to hide how turned on I am.
"Kay", she said with a dreamy smile on her face.
Tara's POV
I couldn't take my eyes off of Pam as her hips swayed slowly to the music. It was like I was being hypnotized. I reached out and ran my hands down her perfect waist as she moved. She looked over her shoulder and winked at me before sitting in my lap and grinding slowly. I bit my bottom lip as she threw her head back with her eyes closed, lost in the music and arousal pouring out of my end of the bond. She moaned when I ran my hands over her stomach through the fabric of her costume.I heard her fangs click and had to fight the urge to bite her. She must have felt it because turned to straddle me instantly.
"Say It", Pam demands in a breathy voice.
"Nuh uh", I respond not taking my eyes off of her. I knew what she wanted and she would have to work for it tonight.
She kissed me slowly, still grinding on my lap, "Say it", she purred as she pulled away, locking eyes with me. She takes my hand and positions it between her leg.
"Fuck", I whisper feeling how wet she was. I tried to speed her to the bed so I could ravage her, but she used her superior strength to hold us in place on the chair.
"Say It", she says still making circles with her hips on me.
I have my pride but I couldn't resist anymore. I wanted, I needed to taste her.
"Fine", I say with a huff of frustration, "You win".
With that we were on the bed ripping each others clothes off, kissing every exposed inch of skin we could get to.
"I want you"