Vampire Food 08: He Smelled Like Peach Pie by Kat Barrett

should work. They had gone to look for anyone who Em deemed was in immediate danger and had told them of the plan. They had then taken one of the larger tables up to their bedroom. Salt had said that it was going to be slightly claustrophobic to sleep in, but it would probably work. The tables would obviously be crushed if too much weight fell on them, but they would help some.
    Mia had been impressed with Em’s admirable take-charge attitude. Hopefully nothing would happen in the near future, but if it did, they were at least somewhat prepared. Salt had explained to Mia that steel tempered with a compound called liquid alaneum was far lighter and ten times stronger than the metal of olden days that was used in construction. He said that it should prove strong enough for their needs. Additions could be added to make the legs longer, but for now, they could sleep in relative safety.
    Mia wandered down the hall. She had the answers to her questions, but rather than sate her curiosity, it made her pussy boil with lust. Em was also right that she should gain experience with normal sex first. So far, Salt had been her only lover and he had been spectacular. Of course, she might now have a problem finding a man to live up to Salt’s memory. It had been naive to choose one of Em’s men for her first time. It had set the bar very high for any who would follow.
    She wandered into the main hall. There were still people playing the various games, even though the night was already half-over. She had gotten very good at Battleship and she walked over to see if there was an available board. Two of the boards were empty and she sat down. Mia lined up her ships and then looked around for a partner to play. Joust, a very attractive vampire with light brown hair and eyes, joined her. He had nice build, thin like Salt, but not nearly as muscular.
    “Looking to get beaten at Battleship, Mia?”
    “No. Looking to win at Battleship.”
    Joust chuckled at her comment, sitting down to place his ships on the opposite board. She like Joust and it could prove to be a very enjoyable way to pass the night.
    As they played, her mind wandered to Rory. Mia knew that she lusted after Em’s men, but she would never act upon that desire. There was nothing on the face of the earth that would make her do anything to cause distrust between herself and Em. Of course, private dreams were not really betrayal as long as she never acted upon them.
    She had told Salt that Rory wasn’t the right one for her, but in her dreams, Rory was perfect. He was gentle, yet treated her with a firm hand. She also knew that Rory had a foot fetish and even the idea of a man washing and then sucking upon her toes was incredibly intriguing.
    Mia won four out of the five games. She gave Joust a brilliant smile. “I have so enjoyed playing with you, but the sunrise is nearing and I’m getting really tired.”
    It was a half lie, but she didn’t want to upset Joust. He had good qualities and she just might want to keep him in mind for future reference. He rose, taking her hand and kissing it. “I look forward to a rematch to reclaim my title.”
    “I look forward to it also. Maybe when the sun goes down we can play again.” She really did want to see him again. Maybe then they would take things further, but tonight she really wasn’t interested.
    Joust walked her to the door and gave her an unassuming if not very enticing kiss. Mia returned it and then leaned upon her door smiling. “I really am tired. I look forward to tonight. Maybe we can discuss other matters as we play.”
    His grin was radiant. “That would be interesting. I will make sure I’m at the gaming tables.” He stroked her hair and then turned, heading down the hall. Mia walked into her room, and stripped off her clothing to lie atop the bed. Her room was really too large for her and the open dark space to the left of her bed often gave her the creeps. Mia ignored the warning chill that rolled up her spine