Katrina's p.o.v

I sat on the couch feeling lazy beside my two brothers while sipping fresh blood from a wine glass.

"Hot or lame?" I asked under my breath.

"Mm, them, they are definitely lame." Ron answered in a low groan.

My eyes were locked on the two hot, blond ladies who were making out.

They stood in front of us kissing shamelessly. Their tongues dominated each other while their hands caressed their soft skin.

"Fuck this shit, I'm so fucking bored. I thought it was going to be ...