Page 40 of Blood Owed (Blood Mafia 1)
Grayson starts to laugh without restraint, and Colt glares at him.
“No, not hazardous waste, but the uterine—”
“Whoa there, Sally. Don’t you man-vamp-splain periods to me.”
“I’m not man-vamp-splaining anything. You asked about periods and I simply wanted to—”
“Explain how periods work?”
He growls, and Grayson leans over and rests his hands on his knees when he hears the sound.
“Stop that.” Colt frowns.
“Are you done explaining periods?”
He glowers at me. “You didn’t realize why we aren’t aroused by menstrual blood... what else was I supposed to say?”
I smirk at him. “Gee, I don’t know. How about something along the lines of:period blood isn’t the same, Demi. You’ve no need to worry. Of course I’ll buy you tampons and two pints of brownie-delight ice-cream, anything for my queen?”
Grayson says, “Queen?”
I point at him. “Humor me, I’m about to die.”
They both grow serious at my words.
“We were having a moment, and I had to go and ruin it with death.”
Grayson and Colt look at one another.
“Stop doing those secretive glances like you’re conspiring something against me. You already have me, you’re taking me to your boss. There’s no need to conspire.”
“Demi, I—”
The doors whoosh open and cut off Colt’s words. The skin around his eyes tightens and there’s something akin to pity painted across his face.
“Save your pity for some undead fool.”
I step out of the elevator, proud of myself for not collapsing to the floor in a fit of tears and begging for my life.
They can kill me, but they won’t break me.
Colt
Damn it.
I shouldn’t want to fight Mateo to keep her alive. She’s a human. A quirky, feisty, and slightly stabby human.
It doesn’t matter if her blood sings with cinnamon and cardamom, spicy and so unique. A touch of sweetness and a pinch of bitterness. A strange combination of flavors I can’t help but want to taste again.
Her blood isn’t the only thing that’s drawing me in. The way she threatens me without flinching makes my cock strain for her. Even female vampires are terrified of me because they know I’m ruthless. Demi’s scared, but she’s only been terrified of me once. When I tasted her blood.
She’s hit me, threatened me, and wants to jam the switchblade Grayson gave her into me. I don’t know why she’s such an enigma to me. It should be simple.
Humans die.
Vampires survive.
Demi’s changing everything. I want her to survive. I don’t want Mateo to kill her, and I didn’t want to strap the bomb to her. I’ll still follow orders, whatever they are, even if they make me resent Mateo for the rest of our immortal lives, because I know what happens when we disobey.
