Page 96 of Hot Blooded
“I’m pregnant! Just took the test this morning.”
I scream so loud that Reign covers his ears with both hands. Libby was being inseminated last month with donor sperm. I never thought it’d take the first time though. It took me six months of trying. When I recover from my excitement, I mouthsorryto Reign while I finish catching up with Libby. After I get a few nonsensical sentences from Charlotte (how marvelous it is to hear her sweet little voice), I share a few words with Alastair.
“Glad you’re up,” he says.
“Me too. Thanks for taking care of my humans while I get myself sorted out.”
“Anytime. It’s my pleasure.”
I smile, knowing he’ll take great care of them. “Stay out of trouble Alastair.”
“For what purpose?” he chuckles.
“Because. It’s what Reign would want you to do.”
Reign gives me a knowing look from across the room. I say my goodbyes and end the call.
“So, my vampire bride. What would you like to do tonight?” Reign asks, voice mischievous.
“More sex. Definitely more sex,” I start.
He nods. “Done and done.”
“But first… Fresh blood. Human blood,” I say, the words sounding foreign in my ears.
“Of course. I have a few donors on call. I’ve prescreened them. They are delicious,” he gives me a wicked wink.
“Well then my love, bring on the feast,” I smirk back.
This should feel weird. Why doesn’t this feel weird? Because it’s Reign and I love and trust him completely, I decide.
A few hours later, there’s a knock at the door. I’ve never felt like such a predator, but I do now. I feel like a hunter stalking her prey, even though this is a blood donor willingly showing up to give me a drink. Well, not one, but three, to be precise. Two for me, one for Reign.
When the donors enter the room, they are perfectly polite. They don’t even seem afraid. Well, two of them don’t. I’m acutely aware of the fact that I can now sense their pulses. Hell, I can feel the heat radiating off their bodies. I can fucking smell the scent of each of their individual blood.
“I want these two,” I point at my meal choices and Reign laughs.
“Like the scent, do you?” he asks.
I nod. “Yes.”
“So men do it for you, huh?” he questions, because in fact, both of the donors I’ve pointed at are men.
“Maybe I drink the woman then?” he asks, eyebrow cocked.
“Yes. Yes of course. Go ahead.” I give a sweet smile. He shakes his head at me, but the woman’s pulse quickens. Being a vampire might be more fun than I realized.
When my first donor is all hooked up to his monitoring equipment, Reign sits by my side. “Are you ready?”
I lick my fangs in anticipation, sort of testing out the feel of them. “Yes.”
“Now don’t love me any less, because he’s going to taste better than I do,” Reign warns me.
I gaze into his eyes, there’s no joke there. I pat his thigh. “Don’t worry sweetie. You’re stuck with me for eternity.”
Reign grabs the man’s arm and brings his wrist to my lips. Without another beat, I sink my teeth into the warm flesh and drink my first drops of hot blood and Oh. Lord. It’s everything and more. Not as good as making love to Reign and sucking his neck. He’s wrong there. But wow. It’s so different. I’m drunk on it in a whole new way. It’s full of life and vibrance.
In what feels like no time flat, the machine is beeping and Reign is tapping me. With what feels like herculean strength, I manage to free the man. He holds gauze to his wrist and unhooks from the machine.
