[Lucien’s POV]

As the girls massaged my neck and arms, I closed my eyes, finally able to feel calm and relaxed. There were two of them; Elda and Angela, my private masseuses, and sometimes, I fed on their blood. They were humans who dwelled amongst us and they also knew who we were, but kept it to themselves.

Elda reached for my thighs and began to massage the left one, while Angela was massaging the right one. It felt so good, and I moaned softly, asking them to go on with it.

“Do you perhaps want something else?” Angela asked with a sly smile, mildly touching my groin.

“I’m hungry,”...