Page 30 of Midlife Vampire Unexpected

“Got to eat,” I said.

“Can you make it down to the elk?” Bianca asked.

“She’s not going down to the elk,” Antonio entered the room as if he had a six sense around when I would need to feed. He unwrapped the bandage on his wrist. “Come here.”

He was so commanding that I moved automatically in his direction. He turned and led me out to the back terrace and into the backyard.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.” I joked, already hearing the beat of his heart and feeling the pulse of his veins in mine, already wanting to bite into his wrist, to taste his blood, to feed on him. It was a growing addiction. I wasn’t even listening to his response as his pulse throbbed in my ears. My mouth clasped against his wrist and I felt the warm rush of his blood to my mouth and into my body.

Chapter 20

His low moan broke through the rush of his blood in my ears. I glanced up at him. His eyes were closed, his head back as if he were enthralled. He was enjoying it as much as I was. At least it appeared that way. I ran my tongue along the holes I had made in his wrist, smiling at the blood and letting it trickle down my throat. I was tasting every part of him and feeling his pulse inside me.

I stood up, bringing his wrist with me. He looked down, his bright blue eyes glazed over. His white hair fell over his forehead as he leaned down and grabbed me and pulling my face to his. Our lips crashed together, his tongue probing into my mouth, searching and seeking out everything inside me as I had been draining him. He grabbed my lower lip and his teeth gnawed on it as if he was dining on me tonight.

I wanted him, even though I knew I was way too old for him, and werewolves and vampires didn’t mix. I wasn’t really relationship material. I’d never had one. It had been so long since I’d even had sex there were probably cobwebs growing down there. The last time I’d had sex I’d been in my 30s. It had been a one-night stand with a colleague after a drunken Christmas party. No wonder I’d never done it again.

But this wasn’t that.

This was…everything.

I let his tongue explore my mouth. I met him with fervent desire, panting against his mouth as I felt his heart race against my chest. His hand slid up, cupping my breast. He groaned as his mouth slid around to my ear.

“Not the ear,” I said, pulling back from him suddenly. My ears were sensitive. It made me crazy. With these heightened vampire feelings, I was having, there was no way I was going to be able to stop myself. No. I needed to stop this whole thing right now.

“Thanks for the food,” I said bluntly and turned around to go back in the house. He reached out and grabbed my wrist, snapping me back toward him, kissing me again hard, this time holding me to him.

“Don’t walk away from me,” he said, holding me tightly as he bruised my lips with his. I was breathless, wanting more, but knowing this wasn’t the right guy; this wasn’t the right time. There never would be for me a right time. Especially not now.

“I’ve got to get back in,” I said. “Sorry about the kiss. I got carried away.”

He frowned at me, his eyebrows creasing together. “Okay,” he said. “I’ll be out here for a bit.” He turned away from me, but not before I saw the swollen part of his pants where his cock was obviously extremely hard.

If I had a heart, it would’ve been racing. But as it was, there was a tingling of desire in every cell of my body that was leaning toward Antonio.

A loud scream erupted from the house which had me running up the back stairs before I could quite work out what I was doing with Antonio.

The scream was coming from the red room and I knew instinctively it was Jane. When I ran into the room, she was sweating and crying. Her body was rising in the air.

Footsteps on the back stairs and across the house heralded Antonio running in.

“Oh my God what’s wrong with her?” I asked.

“There’s a demon in there,” Antonio growled.

“I know. What is it doing?”

“Trying to get out, I guess,” Bianca said. She looked at me warily. “Can you hold it?”

“The Coven can. Now that we’re together we’re stronger than a single demon,” Mae pointed out.

I didn’t have the vision Trina did. I couldn’t see auras, but I could sense evil and there was evil emitting from Jane’s body. I hadn’t felt it before, but now it was pulsing at me.

“We have what we want to know. We need to get rid of the demon.” I turned to Mae. “How do you call Thrain the demon overlord?”

“I have no idea.” Mae looked around the room questioningly. Anita and Drake shrugged and Trina looked lost. Matheus and Toern were gone. Branson was out on the rounds of the cemetery.

“Call the harpies,” Hilda said.

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