They let her join

Bryce grip tightening on Cortney’s hips as he rocked into her harder, faster. The raven-haired vamp’s fingers were relentless—stroking him, teasing Cortney—until the line between pleasure and pain blurred into something molten. "Yes," Cortney gasped, her nails raking down Bryce’s back as the vamp’s fingers circled her clit with cruel precision. "God, yes—let her—" The vamp didn’t wait for further permission. With a wicked laugh, she sank to her knees, her tongue replacing her fingers in one slow, torturous lick up Cortney’s dripping slit.

The raven-haired vampire’s mouth was relentless, her tongue swirling around Cortney’s clit with practiced precision before dipping lower, tasting her in slow, deliberate strokes. Cortney’s thighs trembled, her moans pitching higher . The vampire’s fangs grazed Cortney’s inner thigh—not enough to break skin, just enough to make her gasp—before she pulled back with a smirk, her lips glistening.

The vampire’s smirk widened as she rose, her body pressing flush against Bryce’s back. Her breath was cool against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “Your turn,” she murmured, her fingers trailing down his chest before slipping between Cortney’s thighs again—this time pushing deep inside her with a twist that made Cortney cry out. Bryce groaned, his thrusts growing erratic as the vampire’s other hand wrapped around his throat, her grip lite and allurring .Bryce’s breath hitched as the vampire’s fingers tightened ever so slightly around his throat—not ****, just claiming. Her lips brushed the shell of his ear, her voice a velvet whisper. "Look at her," she commanded, her other hand still working Cortney open with ruthless skill. "See how pretty she comes apart for us?" Cortney’s head thrashed against the wall, her back arching as the vampire’s fingers crooked inside her, hitting a spot that made her sob. Bryce could feel her clenching around him, her thighs quivering as pleasure coiled tighter, sharper— Then the vampire’s fangs grazed Bryce’s shoulder.

a teasing threat that sent fire licking through his veins. Cortney’s climax hit like a storm, her body clamping around him in rhythmic pulses as she moaned in pleasure release, The raven-haired vampire laughed against Bryce’s throat, her tongue soothing the spot her fangs had teased. "Now," she breathed, her voice thick with hunger. Bryce barely had time to register her command before her hand slid from his throat to his jaw, wrenching his head to the side. Her fangs pierced his flesh in one fluid motion—sharp, deep—and the pain melted into dizzying pleasure.

Bryce’s vision blurred at the edges as the vampire’s bite sent waves of pleasure crashing through him, sharper than any high. His hips jerked forward instinctively, burying himself deeper into Cortney as her own climax still trembled through her. The raven-haired vampire drank greedily, her moans vibrating against his skin, her fingers never slowing their torment inside Cortney—now slick with her arousal Around them, the party had descended into something darker. The moans were less human now—hungrier, edged with the wet sounds of feeding.Bryce’s knees nearly buckled as the vampire’s pull on his blood synced with Cortney’s contractions around him—a perfect, devastating rhythm. The raven-haired creature between them was relentless, her mouth sealed to Bryce’s throat while her fingers coaxed Cortney toward another peak with cruel efficiency. Across the room, Stephanie and Libby finally moved—gliding through the writhing bodies like shadows. Stephanie’s lips were smeared crimson as she licked a stray drop from Libby’s chin, their laughter a low, shared hum. As they see Bryce and Cortney with their sister in fangs

The raven-haired vampire finally pulled back from Bryce’s throat with a wet gasp, her lips glistening crimson. She licked the last traces of blood from her fangs, her dark eyes flickering between Bryce’s dazed expression and Cortney’s trembling form. she drags a clawed fingertip down Bryce’s chest, leaving a thin red line in its wake. Before Bryce could react, Stephanie and Libby were upon them, their movements liquid and predatory.

Stephanie’s fingers tangled in Bryce’s hair, wrenching his head back as Libby’s mouth found the fresh bite marks on his throat—licking, teasing the broken skin with the tip of her tongue. The raven-haired vampire—their sister—watched with a predator’s grin “You taste like Libby murmured against Bryce’s pulse, her breath icy. “desire.” Her teeth scraped, not biting—not yet—just savoring the way his breath hitched.

The raven-haired vampire turned her predatory gaze toward Cortney, her fingers still buried deep inside her. With a slow, deliberate withdrawal, she brought her glistening fingertips to her lips, sucking Cortney’s arousal from them with a hum of approval. "My turn," she purred, stepping away from Bryce and pressing Cortney flush against the wall. Before Cortney could catch her breath, the vampire’s mouth was on hers—a passinate kiss, tasting of Bryce’s blood and her own desire. Her fangs nipped at Cortney’s lower lip, drawing a sharp gasp before she pulled back just enough to whisper, "You’re so sweet when you come."

Cortney whimpered as the raven-haired vampire’s hands pinned her wrists above her head, her body arching instinctively toward the cool press of fangs against her breast. But the vampire only laughed—low and wicked—before sinking to her knees again, her tongue tracing slow, torturous circles around Cortney’s oversensitive clit. Bryce groaned, watching through half-lidded eyes as Libby finally bit into his throat—her fangs punching through flesh with a sharp, sweet burn that made his knees weaken. Stephanie’s fangs followed into his shoulder her grip tightening as she drank deep, her free hand sliding down his chest to tease his already straining arousal. The dual **** of pleasure-pain sent sparks across his vision, his body caught between the urge to thrust forward into Stephanie’s touch and the instinct to arch back into Libby’s merciless bite. As their venom converts him.

Bryce’s body convulsed as venom coursed through his veins—hot and honey-thick, twisting pleasure into every nerve. His fingers clawed at Libby’s back, her fangs still buried in his throat, while Stephanie’s hand stroked him in time with her own slow, devouring pulls. The raven-haired vampire’s laughter curled through the haze, muffled against Cortney’s thigh as she licked deeper, coaxing another broken cry from her. Cortney’s back arched off the wall, her wrists straining against the vampire’s grip. “Please—” The word shattered into a moan as fangs grazed her inner thigh, teasing the frantic pulse there.

The raven-haired vampire's laughter vibrated against Cortney's thigh as her tongue traced higher, teasing the damp slit of her pussylips. Bryce's strangled groan echoed through the room—half pain, half ecstasy—as Stephanie's fangs withdrew from his shoulder only to sink into his opposite wrist, her other hand stroking him faster in cruel rhythm with Libby's draining kiss. Cortney's nails scraped the wall behind her, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I—I can't—" "You can," the vampire murmured against her skin, fingers tightening around her wrists. "You will." Her tongue pressed harder, inserting into her folds.

The raven-haired vampire's tongue plunged deeper into Cortney's dripping folds just as Bryce's body seized—his back bowing violently as Stephanie's venom finished its work. His cock twitched in her fist, spurting thick ropes of cum across her fingers while Libby drank the last shuddering pulses from his throat. Cortney sobbed as the vampire between her thighs finally bit down—fangs piercing tender flesh in the same moment her tongue curled viciously against her clit. White-hot pleasure detonated through her, muscles clamping around the vampire's tongue as she came with a scream. Bryce collapsed to his knees

The raven-haired vampire withdrew from Cortney with a slow, satisfied lick, her lips glistening with Cortney's release. She rose gracefully, running her tongue along her fangs as she surveyed her handiwork—Bryce trembling on his knees, Cortney slumped against the wall, both of them marked by teeth and flushed with lingering venom. Stephanie released Bryce’s wrist with a final, languid lick, her fingers still slick with his spend as she turned to Libby. “Hungry for more?” she murmured, pressing close enough that her breasts brushed Libby’s arm.