Who is the girl?

Klaus

- Who is the girl? — Vladimir comes up to me on the balcony and asks just as Orinn and Melinda go off to solve some made-up problem.
They're probably going to talk to your little son, who should be here today to meet Karina. That's the only reason I brought her, that I put her in the middle of so many males.
My cousin's absence leads me to think that perhaps he is in agony with the pain of pre-heat, as from what I know, Dante never misses these "family rituals".
— The girl is my new female, I already told you — I respond to the older brother.
new from my late father, the only member of the family who is not a son of a bitch.
— And how long do you plan to play with her? — Drink more of yours wine and leans against the wall next to us.
— Why do you care? — I ask quietly, because here outside the sounds
from outside make it difficult for them to hear us from inside, but it's still good to be on guard.
— Filipi is rarely interested in anyone and he seems to like her — he says and I notice again through the window the blonde talking to Karina. She is calmer now, with less tense posture, because Niflin is far away. The unfortunate redhead finished a heat less than two years ago and already has his eye on another female. — When you're done playing with the girl, send me a message and tell me the price, even if it's just so she can keep my son company.
— Are you trying to buy my female? — I arch an eyebrow and I notice how Filipi's tail is swinging more to the right side, where Karina is, almost touching her bare leg, which he hasn't stopped looking at.
A growl wants to rise up my throat and I want to go over there and rip off that damn thing he calls his tail, but I restrain myself.
I can't let every impulse of hate control me.
— This boy is going to have to learn how to deal with the opposite sex someday like that and stop smelling like fear, and we both know that you're not that interested in humans and you only brought Karina here today to provoke.
— I don't know what you're talking about... — I don't look my uncle in the eyes, I need to contain myself first, not let my heart beat faster with the fury that wants to well up inside me.
I've never liked people messing with what's mine, however, seeing how Filipi acts almost like a friend of Karina's makes something strange burn inside me. Something stranger than usual.
— You must have found the girl at an escort agency, those who are paid just to pose, since she arrived here smelling of fear. — Vladimir continues speaking, without noticing that each of his words only makes the fire inside me increase. — So when you're done, you just need to tell me which agency and I'll take care of the rest so she can spend more time with Filipi. — And what did you think of her smell of fear? — I ask, since he
You touched on the subject and I need to know if I'm the only one affected by Karina's scent.
— You know I'm no longer old enough for that, after my Ellona is gone, there is no woman left for me.
My uncle is a confirmed widower, even though he leaves dozens of females obsessed wherever he goes, as he holds a position of power among humans.
— So it doesn't affect you at all?
— It's a different smell, yes, if that's what you want to know, very sweet. One A male in heat certainly wouldn't resist... — He half-closes his eyes and it's as if he can read my thoughts. — If you have an ounce of mercy for that girl, you wouldn't do that. A human wouldn't survive the heat of one of us.
Yes, Vladimir can read my plan easily and I will have to meet with him later to make sure he doesn't interfere.
- Do you know where he is? — I'm referring to Dante, my cousin who wants steal what is mine.
I continue watching Filipi and Karina through the window, unable to look away, and I feel a little calmer that she has moved away from him when the boy tries to put his hand on her shoulder, because yes, Filipi is nothing more than a brat who thinks he can touch what's mine.
— With you threatening the presidency? He will definitely be sitting in the chair tomorrow... — he murmurs and sips more of his wine, when suddenly we both hear a loud spontaneous female laugh.
Karina has a beautiful smile on her face, looking at my youngest cousin as if he were the funniest creature in the world.
— I'll be right back — I say without thinking twice and go towards the female human.
— Don't forget to think about my proposal! — exclaims my uncle at my back.
- I swear to you! — Filipi exclaims and Karina laughs once again, a firm and melodious sound, without noticing my presence behind him.
She only notices when it's too late, when I already have my hand on her waist, placing my body against hers tightly. Her back immediately stiffens and the female sucks in a quick nervous breath.
It's not because I want to attract Dante's attention that this type of interaction is allowed.
— I was… telling Karina about a trip. — Filipi has the dignity of not blushing, but he still strings one word together nervously and his scent of sudden fear makes my nose wrinkle in disgust.
However, there's something else, your irises don't focus on mine. He's trying to hide it, and yet I see how his tail keeps wanting to touch Karina.
Vladimir is right about Filipi being attached to Karina and it takes everything in me not to make a move on him right here, in the middle of the dining room. I can see myself sinking my claws into his flesh and tearing out chunks, I can almost taste his blood in my mouth.
My insides burn like fire, as if flames were rising through me, and even my eyes burn. I don't think I've ever felt hate like this before, not this sudden at least, which forces me to focus on her.
— Get out of here — I growl and grab Karina by the shoulder, making her turn around.
to me and turn your back on him.
Her cheeks are so red and her smell of sweet fear emerges. — Take some of this. — I forcefully place my glass in his hand.
- What is it? — She murmurs shyly.
— It's Persian wine, made only in the solstice months — Filipi replies Before I can say anything and as if he could be trusted, Karina turns the glass to her lips like juice.
This forces me to quickly grab your chin and squeeze your cheeks, so you have to open your mouth and show me the dark liquid you didn't swallow.
— This wine is dangerous for you humans.
I stick my tongue out and stick it inside his mouth, taking some of the drink for myself. Karina's eyes widen and she almost chokes in fright at my action.
One more sip of this and this female will lose the ability to speak, she's so horny. That would make her fear even worse the next day, and a part of me strangely doesn't want that. At the same time I want to show this weak and stupid Persian how she belongs to me.
Karina starts to protest and struggle in my grip, however, I give her no other option, I drink more of the wine in her mouth, licking until I drink it all, with my tail curled tightly below the jewel on her thigh.
The jewelry I chose that would best match the black dress, outlining her curves, leaving almost nothing to the imagination, and the thigh that only I can touch.
— Klaus… — he whimpers my name when I finish and let go of his chin.
She softens against me, trying to look around to see if Filipi is still looking and the answer is yes, only now horrified and further away.
I hold Karina's rounded face again, forcing her to pay attention to me and I wrap her tongue around mine, which is almost twice the size of a human tongue. I lick the little female and run my fangs across her lips until she is moaning.
It's like a kiss but more carnal. I'm fucking her mouth with my tongue and taking everything I can from her right now, feeding the beast inside me with her taste. And Karina sucks me, letting scandalous sounds escape her.
She's obviously not very experienced at this kissing part, so I lead the way and she gives me the submission I need. I mold her body against mine and soon I'm feeling her soft breasts that fill my hand. I find two nipples hard and begging to be squeezed, so I do and she whimpers louder, lost in the moment.
By submitting like that, she makes my dick hard as a rock and my ability to think is limited to few things other than my desire to fuck her.
I want to tear her clothes like an animal, lick the wet pussy between her legs, putting my tongue all the way inside. So before I lose control and obey the fire that awakens in me, I separate our mouths.
— This wine will make you very excited if you drink a whole glass,
he is able to simulate heat. Don't take more if you don't want to toss and turn all night — I murmur, almost out of breath, and suck up the remaining wine that ran down her chin and onto her neck and cleavage.
Her skin is so creamy and smells so good that I want to get lost in the valley between her breasts, enjoy the V-neck I chose and pull down the little fabric that remains.
— Are they going to have sex in the middle of the dining room? — A voice more than The familiar sound resonates, which makes me growl low and stand up straight, finally aware of myself.
What am I doing? What the hell is that?!
The female's fingers slip from my messy hair, to fall back down next to her body. I didn't even notice how she grabbed me so tightly.
Filipi already has Niflin by his side, about 10 meters away, who was the one who mentioned Karina and I having sex in the dining room.
— He seems to like this one more than the others, doesn't he? — the redhead asks in a tone of secrecy, however, the sentence is not really low, he speaks loud enough for Karina to hear and just pretends that that wasn't exactly what he wanted. — But none of Klaus' females last long, he only uses them for sex, so this one will soon be discarded — the damn redhead continues and I know that this affected the female that I still hold close, because she shudders and stares at me for seconds that They seem too long, too scared.
— I... I think I'll go find the bathroom — he murmurs, walking towards away and making my tail unwind from his ankle.

***

Karina

I have never, in my entire life, been kissed like that. His tongue felt like something alive inside my mouth, as if it could touch my intimacy,
even without touching directly. The way he managed to make me suck him was the craziest and most exciting thing in the whole world.
First I felt immense butterflies in my stomach and then Klaus warmed every part of my body, with his tail even caressing my thigh and leaving me with a strong pulse in the wrong places. No man had touched my breasts before and the way he did it left his fingers imprinted on me even now, as if he was still feeling it.
A crazy side of me even wished he had gone higher and stuck his ass in other places, even though he knew we were being watched... but then that comment from the redhead came and made me fall from the clouds and feel ashamed.
Am I going crazy letting myself be groped in the middle of a room with unknown men looking at me? This is very absurd and can never happen again!
And that's why I spend a full ten minutes in the bathroom pondering how I'm going to be able to face everyone without feeling mortified with embarrassment, and when I come out, I decide that for the sake of my sanity I'm going to act as if nothing had happened.
I'm the temporary lying companion, aren't I? So it's good to start feeling less affected by this guy or at least pretend like that, taking advantage of the fact that I'm wearing panties that hide from him whether I'm aroused or not.
Besides, after this week I'll never see any of these people again.
I return to the table determined to pretend I didn't just do the craziest thing of my life. I notice that everyone is back in their seats, so I go back to mine too, where I do everything I can to not look at the brunette who remains sitting very imposingly. Yet my heart beats so hard that I feel it in my throat and ears.
— Dinner was very good, but we are already finishing this celebration of the death of our dear Ellona — Melinda says, raising her glass high, then everyone repeats the gesture and I end up having to do the same with the glass in front of me, which I don't even know how it got there. — A toast to Ellona! And a toast to Persani! — She points to something I hadn't noticed.
There are two statues of what appears to be bronze, one of a wolf almost my size on a pedestal in the corner of the room, except the animal has horns. And at his side is a being like Klaus, holding a line that connects him to the wolf's paw.
— May our father take care of our dear Ellona! — Orinn exclaims and everyone
they turn the glass into their mouth, and I do it anyway, I'm so distracted. Or maybe it's the little wine I managed to drink earlier already taking effect and making me a little dizzy.
I only realize my mistake when Klaus already has his hand on me, wanting to pull me, and as I can't let him kiss me again, I swallow all the sweet wine once.