“Tomorrow, can we go riding?” I ask with excitement.
“Anything you wish,” he says. I wrap my arm around his waist. He leans over and kisses me deeply. One hand is holding my face and the other is clutching my hand next to him. He does not maneuver to my body. His kiss is innocent and sweet. The carriage comes to a stop, but we are still too caught up in each other to notice. I do not know how long the driver stood there holding the door open. Jacob breaks the kiss first and turns away from me. I am still in a love-sick daze, drunk off his passion. He climbs out the open door and hands the man a wad of cash. I do not know this currency. I will ask him later. He helps me down.
I look at our surroundings and see a brightly lit restaurant. We walk over, and he holds the door open for me. The inside reminds me of Ireland. I was there several times a long time ago. There are women dressed in green with white cotton fabric over their bosoms. We are the only diners in the establishment. We are led to a table, and he pulls the chair out for me.
“I’ll have whisky,” Jacob says.
“The bottle, sir?” the waitress asks. Her tag says her name is Nadia.
“No, just a glass. What would you like?” he asks me.
“I’ll try a Bloody Mary,” I say, looking at the choices. The waitress walks away.
“You know there isn’t really blood in it?” He leans forward so the servers do not hear.
“I thought it ironic, that’s all,” I say. Darn. I really thought there was blood in it. He hears me and chuckles. I scowl. “Sometimes I wish I could have a private thought for myself.”
“You can block me if you want. I hope you never want to, but I will teach you if you ask.” He seems not too eager for that lesson.
“I don’t want any distance between us. Just don’t mock my thoughts. I know I have a lot to learn. Please be patient,” I tell him.
“I’m sorry, I will do better.”
“I know. So, what are we ordering to eat?” I ask.
“Anyone you wish,” he tells me as he looks around the room at the girls.
I follow his eyes. I am repulsed by the idea. I only want him.
Try love, it’s time. You can’t drink me dry each night. The sooner you start on human blood the easier it will be to digest.
“Why are they all women?” I ask aloud. I prefer to speak this way.
“If you would feel more comfortable with a man, then I can provide that for you. The cooks are male. Would you like to look?” he hisses his question towards me. I know he doesn’t like the idea, but I would like to have the choice. He hears me. I know he deliberately listened for my response. He motions for one of the women to come over.
“Nadia, prepare the men for my wife. She would like to see the picture menu.” He turns to me after Nadia walks away.
“If it makes you uncomfortable, perhaps you should order my dinner for me,” I spit at him and cross my arms.
“I’m sorry, but I will pick your meal. I was going to anyway.”
I grunt and look away.
“It’s not because of jealousy. It’s that I have to smell him to make sure he is compatible with your blood type. Soon you can have anyone you wish after your stomach hardens to the taste.”
Nadia brings over our drinks. Her breasts are full and her waist is small. In fact, all of the waitresses have large breasts that fill out their tops, stretching the white cotton tightly against their chests. The green leather top is laced up the back with ribbons tied tightly into a bow at the buttocks. They have on a short pleated skirt with white thigh-high hose. I wonder where their garters are. Just then a line of men emerges from the kitchen area. They are only wearing tight black leather pants. My eyes grow wide with lust. Their bare chests are well defined and glisten in the glow of the bar lights. My mouth is watering.
“Easy, love.” Jacob grabs my hand on the table and squeezes. I realize that it doesn’t matter who he picks. They are all delectable. I raise my glass to my lips. “Wait, let’s try real blood first.” He gets up and leads me by the hand to stand in front of the men. He raises my hand to his mouth. I think he is going to kiss the back of my hand, but he turns my wrist to him and bites me.
“Smell your blood,” he instructs me. I do as he says, drawing in my scent. “Now smell their necks, one by one, slowly, until you smell someone who most closely resembles your scent.” I go to the first man. He is extremely tall. I lean up towards his neck. I press my hand to his chest and step up on my tiptoe. The man steadies me with his arms by grabbing my waist. I hear Jacob growl behind me and the man releases me. I back away slowly. The smell of him is intoxicating. I want to bite him.
“Step forward,” I tell him. I go to the next man in line and repeat the process. I dismiss him immediately even though his look pleases me tremendously. I feel disappointed that he wasn’t a match. I do not know why. It’s not like I was going to have sex with him. The next man was shivering in his boots. I show him my Vampire transformation just for fun. He almost starts to whimper. “Why are you here?” I ask him through my fangs.
“I need the money,” he says to me. I try to smell him, but he smells of fear and a little like urine.
“I should pick you to teach you a lesson. Go home, you’re fired. You don’t belong here.”
“No, I can do it, just give me a chance,” he begs me.
“Go home,” I hiss at him. I circle my next victim as Jacob giggles in front of me. I look at him and smile. This is fun. All of the men know why they are here. I do not feel like a predator. They volunteered. This man smells like liquor and smoke. I turn my nose up at him. I move on. I should have fired him too, but I would probably drink at work if I knew this was part of the job description. I dismiss him, and he grumbles as he walks away. The next man has piercing blue eyes and smells clean. I look at him, and he flexes his muscles for me. Air escapes my lips in delight. I come around behind him and run my hands over his shoulders. I reach my head up and breathe in deeply while looking at Jacob. He turns away from my glance. “Step forward,” I say. I see Jacob stand. He is getting uncomfortable and is about to explode. He walks over to our table and grabs his whisky, downing it all in one gulp.
“Nadia, bring me the bottle,” he orders.
I feel as though I should pull back but I cannot. This is my first hunt. I am too excited by my bloodlust. I dismiss two more men. The last man proved compatible as well.
“Are you happy with your choices?” he asks me.
“I know I have it right. These three match my blood,” I say to him.
“Do you want me to check?” He drinks straight from the bottle.
“If you believe that I am wrong, I wouldn’t mind,” I say to him. He gets up from the bar stool and moves over to the men. The tall man does not step back from him as he approaches. Jacob is slightly shorter but still clamps onto his throat with his fangs and draws his blood into his mouth. The man tightens the muscles in his neck. It wouldn’t hurt so much if he will just relax. His face makes a smirk, and he shakes his head as Jacob releases him. He hates to be dominated in that way. Maybe I should dismiss him before Jacob picks up on his behavior.
Jacob bites the man I find attractive next. I watch as he closes his blue eyes. I want him. I want my teeth in his flesh. I need his blood in me. Jacob sees me licking my lips and my breath increasing. I moan in pleasure. Jacob never takes his eyes off me. He lifts his head and releases my prey after only one taste of his blood. He spits it out of his mouth and onto the floor. He grabs his whisky and swirls it in his mouth before spitting that out as well. I see Jacob’s lip curl up slightly as he stares at the man, making wonder what is wrong.
The next man only gets one draw of blood also before Jacob motions me over. “Smell him again.” He leans my nose to the blood that is trailing down the man’s throat. I crinkle my face.
“What is that?” I ask.
“He has cocaine in his system. Try to remember this smell. It will make you delirious if you drink too much of this mixed with blood. Drugs
are filtered out quickly from our system but if you drink it from a user who already has it in his blood, you can become impaired.”
“Are you going to fire him?” I ask.
“No. He should have told you what was in his blood, but many Vampires on staff like to party off duty. That is what he is good for. In the future, he will tell anyone who demands a lineup. Is that clear?” The man nods. “You are dismissed.” Jacob then turns to me. “Malachi and Kyle are appropriate for your choosing.” Jacob turns his whisky glass up for another swig.
I walk over to the man with the piercing blue eyes. “You barely drank from him and then you spit him out like he is poison. Why?”
“Because you want him. I know your desires, remember?”
I walk over to Malachi and trace my hand down his pecs and across the divots of his rock-hard abs. I lean up and kiss him on the cheek. He places his hand on my upper back but removes it quickly after my kiss is completed. I dismiss him, and he bows his head to me and departs. I watch him as he goes.
“Kyle, go lie in the back room.” Jacob then instructs me how to proceed.
“Are you not going with me?” I ask.
“I have seen enough of this charade. Call if you need me. I will know if something is wrong.” He motions for Nadia to come to him. I watch as he pulls her down onto his lap. He turns her head into him and sucks her blood into his body. Steam rises up my head and it feels as though it is escaping through my ears and burning my eyes. I am more than disgruntled. I see Nadia start gyrating against him. Turning my back to them, I stomp away and head for my own tall drink of dark wine.
I enter the back room, and Kyle is lying on a low cushioned table that is surprisingly long enough for his body. I approach and his breath increases. I run my fingers up his body and across his hard nipple. Circling his displayed body, I stop at his head and grab his shoulders and massage them before extending my hands over his pectoral muscles. He moans slightly. Opening his eyes, I look down at him and notice that they are the deepest shade of green that I have ever seen. Jacob’s eyes are almost black. I can only imagine Jacob’s hands on Nadia’s breast, and his shaft up her skirt. I guess that is the way with creatures of the night. I remember the lesson about the way blood tastes during sex. I suppose that is the way we drink from everyone, humans included.
“How many times have you done this?” I ask Kyle.
“Several, this is not my first time.”
“Well, you’ll have to forgive me. This is my first time. I don’t know what I’m doing, to tell the truth.”
“I guess you’re a virgin then.” He looks deeply at me as he says the words.
I chuckle. “I guess I am. Do they usually have sex with you, the other Vampires?”
“Some do, some don’t. It is whatever they wish. I am always up for it. Anything you wish.” He offers his body as well as his blood. I am starting to like him after all.
“You do not like Jacob? I could tell when he bit you.”
“I have my reasons. They are not of your concern,” he says. “Please do not ask me, for I would have to tell you. Everyone needs their privacy.”
“I couldn’t agree more. Your secrets are safe, for now.” I glide up beside him and prop my knee onto the table. I rise up and straddle his groin. My skirt rises to expose my thighs. He rubs his hands up and down my legs. I lean my upper body down and press my lips to his beating pulse. My teeth extend past my gums, and I bite into his flesh. I pull in slowly as Jacob instructed in case I have an allergic reaction to the new blood in my system. So far, I am feeling nothing but satisfaction. I do not notice that Kyle’s hands venture further up my dress, and he is rocking my hips against him mimicking sex. I feel his fingers wrap around my thong and start to tug them down.
“No,” I hiss with his flesh still in my mouth. He backs off, but removes one hand and slides it over my breast. I moan, but want to stop. I think Kyle to be a bigger threat than Malachi. I stop drinking from him. I retract my fangs back. I am feeling dizzy by his blood or by his hands. I cannot tell. Hearing a roar from behind me, I sit up. Jacob is moving faster than I can see. He grabs Kyle somehow from beneath me. I am still sitting in the same spot undisturbed. Jacob is killing Kyle.
“Wait, Jacob, stop,” I try to say but the words are slurred.
“You beg for your lover’s life,” he grovels at me.
“He is-is not my lover. We di-didn’t do anything that you di-didn’t do with Nadia.” I spit the words out but they are jumbled.
Jacob looks down and sees that Kyle’s pants are still zipped up. He is hard but he is contained. Jacob releases him, but I hear him give Kyle a warning. I cannot make out many words. I fall off the table. Kyle is running towards me, but he is ordered away. Jacob picks me up.
“You need to throw up. Now,” he tells me.
“I…I ca-can’t,” I say. Jacob opens my mouth with his hand and forces his fingers down my throat. I throw up red liquid all over the floor.
“Good. You didn’t drink much of it. Here, drink from me,” he commands.
“No.” I swipe his wrist away. “You started this. This is what you wanted. You can get your kicks off Nadia but you refuse me mine.”
“That is not what happened. I pulled her down on top of me because I was mad at you, yes, I admit that, but the moment she started moving against me, I stopped her. I will not cheat on you, and I expect the same from you.”
“Aw, but you have cheated on me. You married Deborah, remember the whole ‘I just bedded her once’ line? You think me to be a fool. And what about the offers to the guests of the mansion? You’ve offered them to be your sex slaves.” I stand and turn my back to him as I fix my clothing. I am behaving like a child again, and we both know it.
“I told you that I was forced into that marriage. As far as the guests, I’m sorry. You do not know all about the situation. You were not here. I aroused them to get their blood to the taste that I like. Did I sleep with them? Many of them believe that I did, but it is all mind control. You can’t say that you didn’t arouse Kyle just now. I saw it in his pants.”
I stare at the wall. I know he speaks the truth. My time with Arthur enters my mind. I know I have betrayed Jacob’s love, many nights over. I start to cry. My shoulders shake, and he steps up and holds me in his arms. “Jacob, I’m sorry.”
“Hush, love, you didn’t remember me or our love. You were under powerful spells. Merlin’s magic is hard to break.” He holds me for several moments as I cry and let go of my past. “Are you feeling better now?” I tell him that I am. “Will you try another drink for me?” I think of my drink on our table and nod. He releases my body and leaves the room. I wait a few minutes and then follow him out into the waiting area. I see him return with Malachi.
“No, I can’t do this. Please don’t,” I protest.
“You need to try. I promise to behave myself. Anything but sex, that is the rule,” he tells me. He motions for my new dinner to sit on a bar stool. I watch as Malachi unbuttons his shirt and removes it. He takes his seat. There is not an ounce of fat on his body. “Behave yourself,” Jacob warns him.
I walk over to him, and he parts his legs for me to enter them. I do, and he squeezes his muscular thighs around my hips, pulling me closer to him. His eyes pierce my soul. I cannot look away. I run my hands up each side, and he shivers against my cold fingers. Wrapping my arms across his shoulders, I lean towards him and feel myself starting to change. He pushes me back away from him, but I cannot stop the transformation. I look at him through my Vampire eyes and my mouth is slightly parted, baring my fangs.
“That’s better,” Malachi says as he stares at me. I feel uncomfortable thinking of how I wanted to watch Jacob change before my very eyes. “Do it, bite me.” He arches his neck back, and I bite him, sending warm surges of pleasure into his body. I want to please him. Raising his arms from his sides, he places his hands on my hips and kneads my ass. I hear Jacob clear his throat, but I do not care. My body starts to move against him. Ja
cob hisses and turns away. Several moments later, Jacob speaks.
“That’s enough,” he says while grinding his teeth.
I look up. “You said anything but sex, this is hardly sex.” I lower my head back to Malachi’s stretched-out throat.
“I mean that is enough blood. You can’t drain him dry, but if you keep moving like that, I may take you here and now.” I hear his words cautioning me, and I do not bite Malachi again. I lick the two small marks that I made and close them with my saliva. He stands, and I thank him for his blood. He bows his head to me and walks over to Jacob.
“You have done well, Malachi.” Jacob opens his wallet and pays him for his service. I turn away and head for the bathroom. “You feeling okay?” he asks me.
“Yeah, I feel great. You go ahead and take care of business. I am going to freshen up,” I call over my shoulder. I hear Malachi and Jacob talking some more. While in the restroom, I wash my face and hands. When I come out of the bathroom, Jacob embraces me in his arms. I relax and give in to him.
“I’m sorry tonight hasn’t gone as I had wished.” He leads me towards the door and into the night.
“The night is still young. You have several hours to impress me.”
Jacob raises his nose to the night sky and takes in several breaths before turning to me. “Something’s wrong at the house. Jessica is calling for me but it’s a trap.” As soon as he finishes speaking, Malachi is standing beside me. “Take her deep into the mountain. You know the way. I will meet you there tomorrow night. If I do not return after two nights, then leave this place and never come back.” Jacob kisses me on the forehead and hands me over to Malachi, who is taking off his jacket and shirt. He wraps his jacket around my shoulders and throws his shirt to the ground.
“Do you want to sleep with my wife?” I am startled by the question, and I look at both men.
“Yes,” Malachi answers. I gulp.
“I guess I should rephrase the question. Are you going to sleep with my wife?” Jacob steps up to him.
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