Page 54 of Thicker than Blood

I clear my throat.

“I know you’re curious now,” Elias continues. “You’re desperate to know what it would feel like. I could give that to you. I could give you anything your heart desires, even its secrets. All you have to do is ask me.”

His hands roam down my stomach and land between my legs, where he gently squeezes my half-hard cock.

“Next time I’ll suck your lovely dick into my mouth and keep you there until you beg me to let you come. You’ll look so pretty on my bedding.”

“Elias…”

“Yes, darling?”

“Don’t call me darling.”

“Why? You like it.”

Abruptly, he releases me and stands beside me, staring ahead as one vampire straddles his victim and tears him apart like a wild animal. I can’t look away, and weirdly, I’m not disgusted.

“Do you do that to people?”

“Sometimes. I like it.”

“Why?”

“The world is full of evil and wrong doers. Admittedly, I wasn’t always so concerned with the morality of my victims, but a modern world requires modern solutions. We prey on the criminals and the sludge of society when we desire to hunt.”

“Is hunting different from feeding?”

“You tell me. Are you unharmed?”

“Yes.”

“Exactly. Would you like to know my very favorite form of prey?”

I want to say no, but that’s not happening. “Yes.”

“Priests. Clergy. The religious hypocrites of the world.”

“You… you kill priests?”

“Not all of them, of course. Just the naughty ones. Fortunately, there are many.” He lifts my hand and kisses the back of it. “Can you smell the blood in the air?”

When I look up, his fangs have descended, and call me a freak if you want, but he’s so much hotter like this.

He turns his gaze to me, drawing me in closer. “What is more divine than the predator becoming the prey?”

I swallow hard. “I guess that’s not bad.”

“Thank you for the endorsement.” He chuckles. “Aw, sad. The show is nearly over. I do love a good bit of theater after an indulgent treat. Are you sure I can’t lure you upstairs?”

I clench my fists around the fabric of my jeans to keep from jumping into his arms. “I have work to do.”

“Of course.” He bends down until he’s eye level with me. “There will come a day when I won’t take no so lightly.”

I narrow my eyes. “I thought you preferred consent.”

“Prefer, yes.” He flicks his tongue out and licks my lips. “But I already know what’s in your heart, Geordi. Given time, I have no doubt you’ll offer your consent freely and often.”

“You’re dangerous.”

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