been so young.
“I hope she wasn't a virgin,” I said with a little too much heat in my voice.
He casually bent down and pulled his jeans up, buttoning them closed and watching me.
“The girl?" He smiled to himself, a small amused smirk that slipped across his lips and then vanished. He looked back up at me. "Why are you angry?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “You know what I am. I need to feed and I enjoy sex. They were not harmed.”
“You took advantage of them, of her. Did she actually consent or did you make her think she was. Mess with her mind, as you are so prone to do?”
He scowled, his eyebrows furrowed, lips in a thin line, then stalked over to me threateningly. Jade flashed in his eyes. "Consent was given, Ms. Monk. I am not an animal. Participation was voluntary." I didn't take a step back. I even let him grip my throat with his large palm and run a finger from his other hand down the side of my neck, over my pulse point. He leaned in and inhaled my scent and whispered, “She wanted it, as much as you want it right now.” His tongue came out lapping over my pulse and I did take a step back at that, his hand at my throat releasing immediately.
“You can't hunt like that while you are here.” My voice wasn't nearly as strong as I would have liked.
“Or what, Ms. Monk? Give me something better to do and I might make a deal with you.”
“Or I'll stake you.” My stake was against his chest even before the sentence was out. When I mean business, I can move. Even Avery was slightly surprised at the speed.
His hand came up and wrapped around my wrist holding the stake, his thumb stroking across my veins there. He pulled me close against him.
“I say again, what will you give me to make me stop?” His other hand came around the back of my shorts, grabbing my butt cheek and pulling me roughly against his body.
“I will not have sex with you, Avery.” I said with conviction. “But," - I swallowed - "you can feed from my vein if you agree to leave the women and girls of this city alone.” I just couldn't handle the idea of Avery being here and feeding off innocents, all because of me.
His smile broadened. “Your blood, but no sex. Hmm. An interesting bargain. I could refuse and still get what I want from somewhere else.”
“And I could stake you.” I repeated my threat.
“You could try,” he offered, then said, “Still, your blood is a sweetener to the deal, I will confess.” He leaned in again and ran his lips over my neck.
“From my wrist,” I added, belatedly.
“Oh no, little Hunter. If I agree to no hunting on your precious streets and forgo sex, I will pick the blood vessel of choice.”
“Not happening,” I said trying to break free of his grasp. His hands just turned to steel and held me firmer against his rock hard chest.
“Make it worth my while, Ms. Monk. Loosen up a little. Live life on the edge. You know you want to. Just let yourself be free and I promise you, you wont feel anything else but joy. No more sadness. No more heartache. No more loss. Let me help you through this time. Let me help you live .”
I felt hot tears streaming down my cheeks at his words. Spoken so carelessly, with such shameless intent. He knew how I felt. How I had been feeling. How lost and alone and full of grief my days had been. Avery was not a friend. Not even a trusted acquaintance. But, he understood what I was going through. Even if he didn't have a compassionate bone in his entire buffed body, he knew what I had suffered. I didn't have to justify my behaviour to him.
“Do we have a deal, Ms. Monk?”
What the hell was I thinking? I should just let him have free rein of the city. But, it was my city now and he was here because of me. A little of my blood to protect the innocents wasn't much to pay. If it kept his cock in his pants and his hands off the teenagers and his fangs off human flesh, then I could deal.
“OK,” I said, blowing out a breath.
“I hope she wasn't a virgin,” I said with a little too much heat in my voice.
He casually bent down and pulled his jeans up, buttoning them closed and watching me.
“The girl?" He smiled to himself, a small amused smirk that slipped across his lips and then vanished. He looked back up at me. "Why are you angry?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “You know what I am. I need to feed and I enjoy sex. They were not harmed.”
“You took advantage of them, of her. Did she actually consent or did you make her think she was. Mess with her mind, as you are so prone to do?”
He scowled, his eyebrows furrowed, lips in a thin line, then stalked over to me threateningly. Jade flashed in his eyes. "Consent was given, Ms. Monk. I am not an animal. Participation was voluntary." I didn't take a step back. I even let him grip my throat with his large palm and run a finger from his other hand down the side of my neck, over my pulse point. He leaned in and inhaled my scent and whispered, “She wanted it, as much as you want it right now.” His tongue came out lapping over my pulse and I did take a step back at that, his hand at my throat releasing immediately.
“You can't hunt like that while you are here.” My voice wasn't nearly as strong as I would have liked.
“Or what, Ms. Monk? Give me something better to do and I might make a deal with you.”
“Or I'll stake you.” My stake was against his chest even before the sentence was out. When I mean business, I can move. Even Avery was slightly surprised at the speed.
His hand came up and wrapped around my wrist holding the stake, his thumb stroking across my veins there. He pulled me close against him.
“I say again, what will you give me to make me stop?” His other hand came around the back of my shorts, grabbing my butt cheek and pulling me roughly against his body.
“I will not have sex with you, Avery.” I said with conviction. “But," - I swallowed - "you can feed from my vein if you agree to leave the women and girls of this city alone.” I just couldn't handle the idea of Avery being here and feeding off innocents, all because of me.
His smile broadened. “Your blood, but no sex. Hmm. An interesting bargain. I could refuse and still get what I want from somewhere else.”
“And I could stake you.” I repeated my threat.
“You could try,” he offered, then said, “Still, your blood is a sweetener to the deal, I will confess.” He leaned in again and ran his lips over my neck.
“From my wrist,” I added, belatedly.
“Oh no, little Hunter. If I agree to no hunting on your precious streets and forgo sex, I will pick the blood vessel of choice.”
“Not happening,” I said trying to break free of his grasp. His hands just turned to steel and held me firmer against his rock hard chest.
“Make it worth my while, Ms. Monk. Loosen up a little. Live life on the edge. You know you want to. Just let yourself be free and I promise you, you wont feel anything else but joy. No more sadness. No more heartache. No more loss. Let me help you through this time. Let me help you live .”
I felt hot tears streaming down my cheeks at his words. Spoken so carelessly, with such shameless intent. He knew how I felt. How I had been feeling. How lost and alone and full of grief my days had been. Avery was not a friend. Not even a trusted acquaintance. But, he understood what I was going through. Even if he didn't have a compassionate bone in his entire buffed body, he knew what I had suffered. I didn't have to justify my behaviour to him.
“Do we have a deal, Ms. Monk?”
What the hell was I thinking? I should just let him have free rein of the city. But, it was my city now and he was here because of me. A little of my blood to protect the innocents wasn't much to pay. If it kept his cock in his pants and his hands off the teenagers and his fangs off human flesh, then I could deal.
“OK,” I said, blowing out a breath.
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