Page 27 of Shut Up and Bite Me

“Ask me something,” she murmurs softly, trailing her hands down my sternum and abs.

A thousand questions begin popping up in my mind.

What is it like being able to move that fast?

What’s it like to have all of the money in the world and want for nothing?

What other beings are out there?

What was your childhood like?

Why, after all of this time, do you still live alone?

Are vampires doomed to isolation?

The questions are almost overwhelming, but I eventually decide on one.

Reaching up and stroking her cheek, I ask, “You asked me what I want out of this. But what doyouwant? Besides the obvious.”

Her eyes soften, her brows furrowing ever so slightly as her lips part. But nothing comes out.

“Is that too invasive?” I ask, wondering if I overstepped.

“No, not at all.” She forces a smile. “I want exactly what we’ve already been doing. Feeding. Fucking. What’s another good f-word?”

“Frolicking?” I offer, earning a smile.

“Feeding. Fucking. Frolicking…where to exactly?” she asks with humor dancing beneath her words.

“Anywhere you want to go.” I pause. “Is this where I ask you if that’s all you want? The same way you asked me.”

Her eyes fog over as if a memory is playing out before them. “I want you to enjoy yourself. That’s what I want. To drink from you while making you feel things no one ever has. Your pleasure is mine too.Literally.” Her delicate fingers brush the skin of my side, her thumb swiping back and forth. Her eyes brighten like a lightbulb goes off in her head. “I don’t think I’ve told you the other little gift I have.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you know how I told you about witches being able to sense energy?”

I nod.

“Well, I can sense and feel other people’s emotions. Anger. Happiness. If they’re being deceitful or honest.” Her voice softens. “If they’re turned on.”

“Hmm. Since the night we met you’ve been able to feel exactly what you do to me?” I ask, biting down on my bottom lip.

She shrugs, smirking. “Yeah. I have

“And you know what I’m feeling right now?” I murmur, my heart racing as I fidget with the hem of her t-shirt.

Smiling, she nods slowly.

Every second of every day, she ceases to amaze me.

She swallows hard before continuing with our original conversation, her gaze falling to my chest. “I want you to leave our arrangement with the capability of doing whatever you want with your life. Which is why I’m tripling the funds you were initially told you’d receive.”

My body stiffens. “What? Vivian, no. You’re already giving me plenty.”

Her playfulness returns as she smirks and says, “Try to stop me. You won’t be able to. I’m much faster than you.”

She told me that I would be receiving three hundred thousand, but now she’s giving me nearly a million dollars. It’s almost impossible to comprehend that amount of money.

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