“That’s the idea.” Mircalla smirked and kept with her. Breasts pushed into Laura’s back and with every arch back she made, Mircalla teased in every way possible. In moments she reached her hand between her legs, letting her fingers add to obliterating any control Laura had left. In others Mircalla pinched at her nipples, pulling back and claiming her with every moan. The pleasure that came from Mircalla’s lips were like purrs that fed entirely off how heated Laura became. At the point of climax, just when she felt the shudder of Laura losing anything she had left, Mircalla wrapped her arms around Laura’s waist, closed her eyes and let her fall.

She could hear Laura’s heart hammering in her chest, feel her skin heated compared to the vampires. It only baited Mircalla further. Her fangs slid into her mouth and while Laura was in a daze, Mircalla used a single finger to tilt Laura’s head to the side and pierced a vampires kiss into her throat.

Carmilla watched from the bed. Laura’s moans still driving her crazy even if she wasn’t the one who was causing her to make them. She watched Mircalla’s hips grind and move with Laura’s until the room filled with her pleasure. Laura must have known exactly where Carm had been because when she reached out towards her, Carm instinctively used her speed and laced their fingers together. Showing her she was there.

Mircalla didn’t notice Carm was there until she had finished feeding. Blood stained lines down the side of her mouth and completely intoxicated. She looked directly at Carm from over Laura’s shoulder, no words were needed as Carm could read the smug look across her doubles face.

“There’s something about having her helpless in my arms.” Mircalla kissed the two puncture wounds and nipped at Laura’s ear. “Ready for round two?”