Chapter 45

"We're pretty much like vampires when it comes to aging," Ty continued. "We hit our physiological peak then more or less stop. Fortunately we have a very minimal reproductive rate or Zend would be overrun."
"Yeah, plus the fact that Zendir soldiers are in high demand as mercenaries in a bunch of other dimensions. We don't age much but we can be killed." Kaz grinned.
I finished my espresso and set the cup down on the table in front of us. "Enough of the depressing stuff. I've got four days left in Las Vegas, which coincides nicely with your vacation."
Kaz shrugged and I knew he'd checked my reservation status, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
"So, any ideas on how we should spend them?"
I looked at Kaz but it was Ty who answered, "Naked."
At that we all laughed, breaking a lot of the tension of the last few minutes.
Kaz nuzzled the top of my shoulder, licking at the tooth mark he'd left there the night before. "Well," he said. "We could go down to the Dungeon Club for a while. I did reserve one of the private playrooms, but our reservation isn't until midnight."
"The Dungeon Club?" I asked. That wasn't listed on the hotel floor plan. The idea of a private playroom - now that sounded intriguing since I was certain neither of these guys would try to make me do anything I didn't like. Midnight, however, was a few hours away.
"Invitation only," Ty noted. "Basically, I assume it's simply an exclusive sex club."
"It's anything goes," Kaz confirmed. "There will be people dancing, people fucking, people just sitting at the bar, drinking."
"It wouldn't break my heart to take you two out in public," I answered carefully. "As long as we agree up front that the three of us only play with each other. I've got no problem with you watching anyone else, but I don't want to share you tonight."
"Hell no," Kaz grumbled. "You're ours tonight, sweetheart. Nobody else gets to play."
"Be fun to show her off though," Ty chimed in. "Let everybody else see what a pair of lucky bastards we are."
Shivers shot up my spine. Could these two be any better at making a woman feel special? I didn't think so. "Sounds like a plan. Let me use the little girls' room and freshen up my lipstick."
Yes, vampires have to use the bathroom. It kind of goes with being able to eat and drink. It never failed to amuse me when people took the eating with a grain of salt but were shocked by the other.
Both of the men scrambled to their feet and each reached out a hand to help me up. I looked up into their handsome faces and grinned. The next four days were going to be a hell of a lot of fun.
We took the elevator down one level past the pool grotto, again using codes typed in by Kaz rather than a normal button. I was glad this club was at the bottom of the hotel instead of the top - the revolving lounge didn't hold any appeal for me at all.
The Dungeon Club was private enough that meeting health codes was obviously not a concern. Kaz didn't even bother to put on shoes. He also suggested I leave my purse in his apartment so I didn't have to keep track of it downstairs. I agreed readily - with two men by my side, I might have far more interesting things to do with my hands.
Kaz used a code on the keypad to get in, though the enormous bouncer in black leather pants and matching dog collar tipped his head respectfully as we entered. Inside, the club was dimly lit and noisy, with maybe twenty people out on the dance floor and about twice that either at the bar or on couches scattered around the edges of the room.
The décor was exactly what one would have expected from the word dungeon. The walls were stone blocks, the floor was tiled in granite, and the ceiling was supported by rough-hewn beams. Electric torches flickered in wall sconces and candles in iron holders burned here and there on the tables.
Kaz stepped up to the bar, and I saw the bartender nod. Ty and I followed Kaz to a booth in the far corner, a three-quarters circle banquette that had been blocked off by a black velvet rope, hurriedly moved by a waitress in a corset and fishnets. She smiled, flashing a trace of fang as she did. Nice to know the club was an equal-opportunity employer.
"I'll be right back with your champagne."
"You called down while I was in the bathroom." I settled into the center of the booth with the men on either side. This time Ty slid an arm possessively along the top of the banquette behind my back. The leather seating was butter soft, and I wondered out loud how they managed to keep it clean, given what the foursome on a long bench across from us was up to. One woman was sprawled on her back with her head hanging over the edge, sucking the cock of the man who stood beside the bench at her head. He was long and thick, and she could only fit the tip in her mouth, so she was massaging the rest with her hands. Another man knelt between her legs, fucking her, while a third man stood behind him, his cock shuttling in and out of guy number two's ass.
"Trust me, the staff moves in with disinfectant the instant someone leaves a bench. And the leather is synthetic, so it doesn't absorb fluids at all," Kaz replied. His hand rested on my thigh under the table, absently rubbing the strip of skin just above my stocking tops. Without thinking, I splayed my legs a bit, giving him more room to play.
Ty leaned over and licked at the mark left by Kaz's teeth the night before. "I'm going to bite you tonight," he warned. "I want you wearing both our marks."