Page 39 of Blood Moon

“I am aware. I do think you could have waited a few more minutes, though. I hadn’t yet had the chance to take care of our girl,” he countered.

I winced at his statement. Yeah, she was going to be really angry at me for that. I’d worry about it once we’d figured out this puzzle.

I showed him the data I’d been trying to figure out. “Any ideas on what this could mean?” I had been over it every way I could think of, and nothing made sense.

“The relevant information seems to just stop. That usually means someone has gone to great lengths to hide what’s really happening,” Vik seemed irritated, but this time it wasn’t with me. “But that doesn’t necessarily mean they’re making Powder.”

“Why else would Bill steal these specific things? There’s nothing else that makes sense. And it’s not like he’s the mastermind behind it.” I was irate about the fact that the kid had to be working for someone else. It was the only thing that made any sense.

“So follow the money. You’ve been chasing the kid. Switch it up and follow his source. Figure out who’s paying him and you’ll have our next step.” Vik’s calm statement made me realize that he was right. I had been looking at it all wrong.

Vik and I chased down the money trail where Bill had been paid. It was funneled through so many umbrella corps it was hard to tell where we were headed. “I can get the source, but with all of these shell corps it’s going to take time.”

After a few hours, I felt like I was getting nowhere. Vik had gone off to take care of some business Jones had called him about. I decided a break was in order. I walked into the common area. The renovations were coming along nicely. There were still a few things I thought could be improved on, but I would bring that up later.

I walked into the kitchen and checked the fridge. Of course, Vik would have blood bags. I wondered if Delilah cared that they were in the same fridge as her food. Even though I preferred mine warm and directly from a willing source, beggars couldn’t be choosers, as the saying goes. I knew that if I didn’t feed soon, I’d risk going after Delilah. I didn’t want that to happen.

I drained the bag, then made sure to rinse it and put it in the recycling bin under the sink. If I were going to live forever, I might as well try to save the planet too.

I sensed her before her scent wafted over to me. Delilah. In an instant, my cock was hard and throbbing. For a split second, I felt guilty for interrupting Vik earlier before he could take care of Delilah. That thought was replaced with all the things I wanted to do to her, and I growled as I turned to face her.

I had expected her to jump or be scared. Instead she laughed at me. “Why are you laughing?” I tried to sound stern, but my voice was laced with need.

“That was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t think Viktor has ever rinsed out a blood bag for recycling before. It was sweet,” she countered.

“Oh, love, I am anything but sweet. You’ll see,” I remarked as I scooped her up and took her to the couch. She shook her head.

“What? Did I hurt you?” I started checking her over as we sat on the couch. She laughed again.

“I’m fine. But we won’t get any privacy here. We should go to my room.”

I cocked an eyebrow at her to ask if she was serious. She nodded and took my hand, practically dragging me to her room. The ground rules had been pretty clear, neither Vik nor I was allowed to enter her room without permission unless she was in danger. We took that very seriously.

I let her lead the way until she closed the door behind us. Then I backed her up against the wall and captured her lips with mine. Delilah wrapped her arms around me and fisted her hands in my hair. I growled against her lips and slipped my tongue in her mouth.

I already felt like I was going to explode and we’d only kissed. I needed to get myself under control or I would be finished before we even got started. I pulled her to me and turned around backing her toward the bed. When we got to the edge, I gave her a playful shove. I loved the shocked look on her face.

She scooted back away from the edge and I followed her, caging her in again. I pulled her sweater over her head and stared in awe at her for a moment before pulling her leggings off too.

I groaned. “You know what those lacy little matching sets do to me.”

Delilah smirked in response. I knew that I would find her wet and ready, but I wasn’t done teasing her yet. I climbed on top of her and hovered just out of reach. She strained to reach my lips, but I didn’t give in yet. She growled at me and flopped back on the bed, obviously deciding to let me have my way with her.

I leaned down and kissed her very gently. Then I planted gentle kisses down her cheek and started to nuzzle her neck. I wouldn’t allow myself to kiss her there because I wasn’t sure I could stop myself from biting her. I wouldn’t risk hurting Delilah no matter how badly I wanted to taste her again.

I turned my attention to her perky breasts that were currently trapped in the nearly see through lace of her bra. I desperately needed to correct that. I started by kissing her shoulder, then trailing kisses all around the edge of the offensive article before I ripped it off her and took a nipple into my mouth.

Delilah gasped in surprise before moaning at the sensation of my mouth on her. I trailed kisses between her breasts as I worked my way to the other nipple. By the time I was ready to move onto the next part of her body, she was writhing and trying to rub herself on my hard on for release.

“Now, now, that’s no way to be. The party will be over before it starts,” I teased as I moved lower, kissing my way from her breasts to her waistband. Delilah arched her hips and I slid her panties off, tossing them across the room. I wanted nothing more than to bury myself balls deep in her hot, wet pussy.

But I still felt bad about interrupting her and Vik earlier, so this was all about her. I would make up for the interruption before I even considered my own needs. I licked her stomach and winked at her before letting my hand travel lower. I watched her reaction as my fingers found her moist center. I had planned to see how many times I could make her cum, but this seemed like it might be too easy.

I turned my attention to her apex, licking her before taking her most sensitive nub into my mouth and sucking. When she gasped, I released it, then flicked it with my tongue. Her moans cheered me on, and I kept licking and sucking her clit until she screamed my name. Then I slid two fingers inside of her and worked to find that special spot that would send her over the edge. The whole time, I kept my tongue working—back and forth, side to side, small circles, big circles.

Every orgasm she had was punctuated with her gasps and moans of pleasure. I kept going until I thought I would explode just from being in such close contact with her.

I pulled my jeans off and positioned myself above her, ready to plunge inside. The door swung open and Vik barged in. “What is it? Can’t you see we’re a little busy here?” I barked at him without moving.

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