Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Calista's point of view

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The man I danced with was handsome. His dark brown hair was slicked back, and he had that confidence I wanted to break.

He twirled me expertly and I licked my fangs while imagining how good he will taste.

I could smell the assistant-guy before he approached us, and he grabbed my partner's shoulder.

"Scram…", Sergio growled menacingly, and I froze.

My partner's eyes darted from me to Sergio's in confusion for a moment before he lifted his hands in surrender.

"I didn't know she was taken…" And he disappeared into the crowd.

I couldn't believe this. That was my meal!

"What do you think you are doing?", I hissed at Sergio.

He looked at me and smirked. "The guy has no clue about dancing, so I thought of sparing you of that misery."

My frustration was rising. "Who do you think you are?"

"Your next dance partner.", he said smugly and extended his hand toward me.

I cocked my eyebrow at him. "I don't dance with dogs."

His lips twitched in annoyance, but he swallowed it down. "Don't refuse until you see what I can offer."

I thought of provoking him so that he will leave me alone, but he surprised me again. What happened with werewolves being prideful and easily triggered? This must be the most patient and cowardly werewolf in the world.

His confidence was commendable and infuriating at the same time.

Well, he already chased away the guy I chose, so I might as well dance with Sergio while I scout for my next partner.

I placed my hand in Sergio's, and he shuddered upon contact.

I was back to wondering what's wrong with him. He just asked me to dance, and then he acted like I have some disease.

A blissful smile bloomed on his full lips, and he tugged me close to him, immediately making me spin, and my back got plastered against his chest.

It felt like I hit a rock. Good thing I'm a vampire, or that would hurt.

His palm landed on my abdomen as he pressed me against him, and we started moving.

Sergio's nose brushed against my neck, and I heard him take a deep breath.

"Are you always this rough with women?"

"Do you dislike it?", his deep voice sounded close to my ear.

"For dancing, it's excessive."

"You can take it.", he said and gave me a twirl, before pulling me back to him, this time face-to-face with his palm pressing against my back.

"I never said that I can't take it. I'm not breakable." I continued our conversation, being ambiguous on purpose. If my senses were correct, he was flirting with me, and I was curious to find out how far his bravery will go. "There are other places where such vigor could be used."

He smirked. "You were never with a werewolf, right? We have plenty of vigor to spare for the dancefloor and for… other places."

I snorted. "I will take your word for it."

Now that he stopped twirling me, I resumed my search for the next guy.

"Where are you looking?", he growled in displeasure.

"You chased away my dance partner, so I'm looking who is available.", I responded honestly.

His frown deepened. "Do you need to look for a partner when you have one?"

What's his problem? Dancing and flirting are within reason but more… I was not sure. He is handsome, but he is a werewolf, so I had to clarify, "We are only dancing."

I thought that he will get a hint of how dancing is all we will do, but the pressure on my back increased as he pulled me closer to him. Our bodies stuck to each other, and I could clearly feel the bulge against my lower abdomen.

"I can do much more than dancing.", he said smugly and leaned closer to whisper into my ear, "All… night… long…"

Well, it seems that the stupid guy is gone, and the seductive one is back, this time with a dose of arrogance which I didn't hate. After all, the more arrogant they are, the better I feel when I break them, but… a werewolf?

Can I have fun with a werewolf?

How does he taste? It should be similar to a human, right?

I started weighing my choices.

He is handsome, and he cost me my partner, and it can count as me experiencing something new. Werewolves are strong with an enviable amount of stamina, and the word is that they are endowed down there so… I was tempted. As a bonus, I wouldn't need to hold back my strength because he is not a feeble human.

Ah, decisions, decisions.

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Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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Duke and I were in the booth, sitting so close to each other that our thighs touched. Any closer and I would be in his lap (or he would be in mine). We held hands with fingers interlaced, and he rubbed the back of my palm with his thumb gently.

My purse was on the seat, leaning against my leg, and I felt the vibration. It was a message from Calista.

"It seems that Calista found her fun for tonight…", I said while showing Duke the message that said:

[Have fun kids, Calista is out for the evening]

Duke nodded in acknowledgment. "I don't see Sergio. It seems that he found someone also."

I saw Sergio going to the dancefloor a bit ago. Based on Duke's stories, Sergio doesn't need much time to pick up girls, so he was fine.

I looked at my super-hot boyfriend and I wanted to press him down in the booth. Or maybe straddle him.

"It seems it's just the two of us now.", I said.

Duke observed me with amusement in his eyes, and I wondered if he can read minds.

"Do you want to dance, or just skip dancing and go to your apartment?", he asked.

His offer was more than tempting. Ah, there is a night of carnal pleasures waiting for us!

"Cali said that this is the best nightclub in Paris, and it would be a pity just to leave, so… One dance and then we go."

Duke agreed.

We went to the dancefloor, and I realized that I overestimated my control.

Duke and I were fully clothed, moving to our tune, and I could feel the heat radiating from him. His intense gaze reached into the depths of my soul where all my emotions were displayed for him to see, as I was unable to look away.

The attraction was tangible and the only thing on my mind was to rip his clothes and throw myself at him.

"You turned me into a lustful woman…"

Duke chuckled. "Maybe you were always lusty, but I removed some inhibitions."

Maybe he did.

I am shy, but his unconditional acceptance allowed me to open up and show him a variety of expressions I wouldn't dare expose to anyone else.

I hoped that he will look at me with the same admiration and love after I tell him a story about werewolves and vampires and ghouls, and many other creatures.

I inched closer and kissed him desperately, feeding off his energy to dispel my insecurities.

I prayed silently to every God I read about, that Duke will not abandon me or call me a crazy monster when I tell him that I am not human and that he is not human either.

Duke leaned his forehead on mine and his brows furrowed as he wiped with his thumb a tear that escaped my eye.

"Are you OK?", he asked with all the concern in this world.

I smiled. "Tonight, I'm happy. Thank you for being mine, Duke."

"Always, love.", he responded. "Forever."

I surely hope so.

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