John grimaced as Pam caught him. A test was one thing, after all, but he couldn't match his elder in speed when she didn't want him to. An arm went across Pam's chest, however, a barrier between the two. He did't mind being messed with in good humor, even if that humor could be violent, but he had never reacted well to being manhandled out of intimidation.
His eyes narrowed as he looked from one petite vampire to the other, fighting the popping of his fangs from both hotility and arousal. He wasn't sure what was going on with the more familiar vampire and her twin. Perhaps they were bored, or angry, or just feeling ready to hurt something or somebody. It didn't really matter in the end, if either Pam was feeling purely hostile.
He leaned in, no fear showing in his eyes even though he knew even one of the women could overpower him if she wanted. "I've proven myself enough already. If you're so concerned about my worthiness, take it up with Eric. And nobody's ruled you have to join our bed, last I checked."