Carrick nodded. "Take your time. I have plenty of ideas with which to occupy her time. I can promise you that she won't be bored, at least."
Carrick wasn't entirely sure what Mir wanted to talk to him about after he had finished with Jenn, but he expected it would be a tirade about Emrys. How tiresome. But he'd think about that later. For now, he had something more pleasurable to attend to.
The vampire prowled towards Jenn where she remained kneeling obediently. He reached out and took a careless handful of her hair, pulling her head up to force her to meet his gaze. "Look at me, girl."
He gazed down at her, at the flush on her cheeks and the arousal plain in her body, from the tight nipples down to the tender, moist pink shape of her pussy. His cold eyes were dispassionate and utterly without mercy. "Do you know who I am?" he questioned quietly. "Do you know why you're here, instead of being punished at home?"