Carlotta and the Krius Scepter (Carlotta Series Book 1)

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chose a lounger positioned so the sun shone directly onto it. He was slowly and painfully removing his shirt. He was already looking better.
    Unlike the two hoods, I had no need of dark glasses though I felt a twinge of envy because they looked cool on Mike and sinister on Vinnie. My eyes had adapted perfectly to the sunshine, but I always wanted to look cool or sinister. Sometimes I wanted to look both at the same time.
    “You kids need any sunscreen?” Mike asked, a plastic bottle in his hand.
    “We don’t burn, we don’t even go brown,” Brian answered. He already sounded a lot stronger than when we talked, though I suspect most of that came from getting the cuffs off. Brian was down to his boxers and I wondered if he was going to take them off. I kept my eyes on him in eager anticipation. He slid onto the lounger and stared back at me.
    I decided to strip off, partly because I wanted to feel the sun on every part of my body and partly to wind up Vinnie. Being naked feels natural to me.
    I took my clothes off like a stripper, being sure to place my body in positions where it would tantalize my audience and using the shadows formed by my thighs to enhance the effect.
    I couldn’t be certain that the men were watching me, their eyes being hidden behind shades. But from the way Vinnie licked his lips and shuffled to hide the bulge in his designer trousers I was pretty sure I was getting the job done.
    There is being naked and there is being sensual while naked. Men don’t realize there’s a difference, but girls know it from childhood. I was being sensual and Vinnie was already stepping towards me.
    “You’ll have to blow my head off if Vinnie tries to touch me,” I informed Mike deadpan. “But be sure to let him get close enough first so I can take him with me.”
    Mike’s laugh contained not a trace of humor and it stopped Vinnie deader than any words of mine could have done.
    “I’m going back to the den,” Vinnie snarled as he turned on his heels.
    Mike shouted after him, “Send Pat up. I ain’t supposed to be up here with these two on my own.”
    Vinnie mumbled something in reply. I didn’t hear it because my eyes were soaking in the way he limped. There’s nothing quite so satisfying as enjoying the after effects of a job well done. I kept watching him until the elevator doors closed.
    I turned to the pool and caught a glimpse of what my naked act had done to the kid. His tongue was hanging out and the bulge in his boxers would have done credit to a horse. He rolled on his tummy as soon as he saw me looking at him.
    Mike laughed, this time there was real humor in it.
    “I gotta hand it to you, girl. You sure gotta way with men.
    I raised my head disdainfully and snorted. The bastard had the temerity to laugh even louder. I sank down onto my lounger face-down and let the sun beat upon my body. Yawning, I let the world drift away.
     
    -
     
    The warriors gathered on both sides of the aisle and cheered as we made our way to where the Queen waited for us. Never one for ceremony, I wished they’d either shut up or go away. I was in the centre of our party as befitted my status as eldest with Torin and Nevin flanking me. They looked older than me, perhaps in their late twenties, but appearances are deceptive among my kind and I was older than Torin by at least a thousand years. We looked alike, our thin bodies, pale skin, ash blond hair and deep blue eyes betraying us for what we were.
    As we approached the throne I saw the Queen fix her eyes on me and she didn’t look happy. Her daughters sat to either side of her in hooded black robes. I’d heard about what the Romans had done to them but thought they should have got over it by now. Humans took sex far too seriously, in my view. The Queen had asked a favor of us and I was sure she was going to be disappointed. Still beggars can’t be choosers and she would get what we chose to give and nothing more.
    An old man in robes of brightest blue stepped in

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