Page 48 of Bite Me
Russel then continued to close the meeting, reminding the couple about the content they needed to review and confirming a date for our next consultation when Charles Carlsson would be present.
We shook hands at the door under the stern scrutiny of their security detail.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you, Eddie,” Pierce said as he squeezed my hand, and I swallowed against a sudden dryness in my throat. Did I imagine the glint in his eyes? Helen smiled knowingly.
Was Pierce Black attracted to me? They were in a committed threesome now, so it was a moot point anyway. But wow! I was allowed to be flattered, right?
“Thank you. I’m looking forward to our continued cooperation,” I stammered out, which made Pierce grin. Then he winked.
The door closed, and I stared at it for a second longer before I shook myself and turned to my boss.
Russel squinted at me, his mouth pinched. Why did he look mad?
“I think we’re done, right? I’ll review Charles’s public appearances over the past few months and draft a basic approach, but I guess we have a little more time now. They’re nice, aren’t they? It’s great that they want to keep us on.” I was babbling.
Glowering at nothing in particular, Russel closed his laptop and shoved it into his bag. “They’re eating out of your hand.” The resentment in his voice was thinly veiled. He was pissed, and my body reacted immediately. Cold sweat covered my neck, and my stomach tightened.
“Is there something more you think we should talk about?” I asked, sounding weak. I hated how his sudden foul mood affected me.
“Nope. You handled everything great. A-plus. As usual.” I’d never seen him so angry. His face was a mask of barely contained rage. He briskly zipped up his bag and moved toward the door.
“Is something wrong?” IknewI didn’t deserve his anger. Whatever had crept up his butt wasn’t my fault. Why was I panicking?
Russel paused with his back to me and hung his head. “Nothing’s wrong, Eddie. Go home and relax.”
And now he was patronizing me. That wouldn’t do. “Why are you angry?”
He spun around and spread his arms, his laptop bag dangling from his hand. “I’m being an asshole because Pierce was flirting with you, okay? It’s unprofessional and unfair of me, and I apologize.”
His nostrils flared, and his jaw tightened.
He was jealous.
Another vampire looked at me funny once, and Russel was jealous.
His eyes were getting pale again. I’d done my research; copper to reddish hues in irises meant the vampire had recently fed. Pale gold suggested it had been a while.
If the last time he fed was with me, it would soon be two weeks. And because he’d turned me into a fool led by my dick, my first urge was to offer myself to him. I had no interest in Pierce or anybody else. I’d been fantasizing only about Russel since the evening I met him.
I realized my hand went to my throat on autopilot. I rubbed the spot where he’d bitten me at the club. Russel’s golden eyes zeroed in on my hand, and his mouth parted.
My heart beating double time, I slowly dropped my hand, exposing my throat. Russel took a step, then paused.
The universe must have shifted around us because suddenly, the gravitational forces pulled my whole being toward him.Ishould be mad athimfor acting possessive of me when he had no right. Instead, his jealousy brought me a rush of exhilaration and arousal.
I am certifiable.
He stared at me with fury and want, and my cock was getting hard.
As if hypnotized, I lifted my chin a fraction and popped open the top button of my shirt. He licked his lips. Another button.
Russel carelessly dropped the laptop bag onto the sofa, and in three strides, he was in my space.
He wrapped one arm around my lower back and dove into my hair with his other hand. He tilted my head back and to the side.
“Say it,” he rasped, his lips hovering over the fragile skin on my throat.
“Bite me.”
