Page 8 of Bite Me
I stared at him with my mouth open. His words made my stomach clench and my pulse go haywire. My brain conjured a picture of me on my knees with Russel’s dick in my mouth. How did vampire cum taste? Did it contain the same aphrodisiac as their saliva? He must have seen me going all red in the face—did it affect him? My blood, close to the surface…
His eyes seemed to glow, gold turning to lava. He parted his lips, and I glimpsed his pearl-white teeth. His nostrils flared.
Abruptly, he looked away and gestured around.
“This place is much cozier than the posh clubs in the business district.”
“Oh. I wouldn’t know,” I stammered. “I’ve never been to any dinner club before.” He’d scrambled my brain, dammit.
His smile was tender and not patronizing in the least when he said, “That’s not a bad thing, Eddie.”
I exhaled, no idea what to say next. Russel leaned closer.
“Your friend has left, but I hope you’ll stay with me a little longer.”
This vampire wants to drink my blood. When am I going to run?
He gently brushed my hand with his fingers, and a flurry of tingles ran up my arm. “Can I?”
Whether it was my curiosity or plain stupidity, I didn’t know, but I gave him a tiny nod. He lifted my hand to his face. What if he was about to bite? Why didn’t I rip my hand away?
He sniffed my wrist and hummed.
“You’ve really never done this before, have you?”
Volunteered to become a vampire’s dinner in exchange for a sexual high? “N-no.”
He gently played with my hand, gazing at me.
“That’s a rare thing. Many of my kind would be all over you if they knew.” He leaned closer and whispered, “Virgin blood.”
I sucked in a breath. “I’m not a virgin.” Lord, I really was socially incompetent.
Russel laughed at my outburst, but not unkindly. “But you’ve never been bitten.”
“No.”
“Have you ever thought about it?”
“Nope,” I blurted on automatic, shaking my head too fast. With Sheri going to clubs once a month at least, of course, I had thought about it. My companion continued looking at me patiently while his fingers played with mine.
“Okay. That was a lie,” I admitted. “I just didn’t think I’d want to try it.”
“You used the past tense.”
I opened my mouth and closed it again.
“I won’t force you into anything,” Russel said, and I believed him. He had that certain ease some people possessed that just made you trust them. I hadn’t known it worked with vampires too. “I’m just letting you know that I very much like your scent, the way you look, and your soft voice. I’d love to taste your blood.”
He said it just like that, as if he were ordering a dessert. I could feel my pulse in my ears. Which made me think ofmy bloodagain—pulsing, churning, heating up. Sheri said the effect of the venom was immediate. The world’s most powerful aphrodisiac, intravenously…
I had to look away from his eyes before I was capable of forming words again.
“Do I have to answer now?” I asked.
“We have all evening.”
“What if you’re wasting time with me?”
