The Elevator: Part Two (special preview)

“I want to share myself with you, all of you. It’s ok.” I close my eyes, holding my breath as I feel his mouth on my neck. I then feel the prick, but not the pain I was expecting. There is a low rumble in his throat and his hands tighten around me. I feel heat as he drinks my blood, it bubbles to the surface, burning near his lips. I grasp his chest, moaning as his lips pulls away. Licking the wound, he takes in a deep breath.

“Delicious,” he moans. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

I giggle and fidget in place. “I’ve always been curious what the infamous vampire kiss was all about.” I smile up at him. “Now I know I can have it whenever I want.”

“That was a treat to watch.” Royal pulls me into his lap. “I need to capture it someday on film.” He bites my neck on the opposite side and growls. “Now that you know us, it’s time that you truly know all of us.”

I am pulled into bed where our love making becomes more impassioned than before.  Now that we are all out in the open, there was no restraint and no hiding. I received all of them, and nothing was kept away.

We know we must hide from the public eye, so we move from our home and find a place to stay that is kept private. Only members can come in with special keys. The True Love’s Kiss was strangely named, but an absolute breath of fresh air. It was there we were able to be open and live our lives together. We ran our company from another room, able to bring in help from the other members of the True Love’s Kiss.

We soon branched into the True Love’s Kiss business as well. We started cataloging a photo album of the residents and staff, posing them seductively in photos to highlight the beauty of the supposed miscreations. Kept hidden, yet fetishized, we decided to bring to light what the world wanted hidden. We sold pamphlets of our photographs, making enough money that the law started sniffing at our door.

We were banned from printing such salacious and horrible things. What about the family? What about morals? Think of the children! Yet it was always the same people who cried wolf that I could bet my bottom dollar on had come to the True Love’s Kiss at least once.

We worked in the underground, using our ways to uplift the monster community. Desi’s makeup and styling, along with Prince’s, at this point he had taken the name Royal, photography and keen eye, we were able to make a movement. It was counterculture and there was an uprising in the making. 

That was, until one foggy day, when the three of us wanted to go out for dinner, but the rain was too heavy.

“Let’s go up to the dining room,” Desi suggests. “We can make a day of it.”

“I really wanted to show off my outfit,” I pout.

“You can.” Royal grins. “Who cares if it’s just to us?”

“I always show off to you!” I playfully shove him. “Well fine, I’d hate to ruin my shoes in all that muck anyways.” We start to head to the elevator when Desi and Royal are called over to the front desk.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“Nothing really. Just some business we need to sign off on.” Royal motions to the elevator. “Ostivo is in the elevator, he’ll take care of you.”

I frown a bit as I look at him. “You won’t be too long, will you?”

“Of course not,” Desi turns and kisses my cheek. “You go ahead and order yourself something to keep yourself warm. Hopefully you’ll be perfect and snuggly by the time we get to you.”

“Everything is on the house!” Royal exclaims dramatically.

I scoff and roll my eyes. “You two best get back to me in one piece.”