Chapter 86
Chapter 86
Amos drank like a madman.
Gulp after gulp. He couldn’t stop.
The blood hit him like vintage whiskey, burning down his throat and straight into his gut, torching a hundred years of starvation into ash.
Only when the agonizing hunger finally receded did his s
to crawl back.
He felt Chloe clinging to his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. She was shaking in his arms, soft, broken whimpers escaping
her throat.
And her hips were rocking, grinding unconsciously against his cock.
Fuck.
Amos froze.
That electric jolt shot down his spine and straight to his groin. One hundred years. Since he’d turned into this walking corpse, he hadn’t felt a thing down there. But now? One taste of live blood, and the primal urge was back like a volcanic eruption.
The impulse nearly snapped his leash. He wanted to pin her to the sofa, wanted to do things much worse than just biting her. But Chloe was here to sell blood, not her body.
Control.
Amos gritted his teeth, using the last shred of his willpower to jerk his hips back an inch, forcing a brutal distance between them.
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Even then, he didn’t want to let go.
He took another small sip.
“Ah p>
She arched against him, crying out. The sound was so wrecked, so
erotic, it nearly severed Amos’s last nerve.
A fucking unexpected bonus.
Enough. Any more and she’d be dead. Even though Amos v nothing more than to drink from her all night, listening! in his ear, he wasn’t enough of a bastard to actually kill he
He forced his fangs to retract, his tongue lapping over the twin punctures until the bleeding stopped.
She was still shaking in his arms, gasping for air like a bird caught in a storm. He eased her back onto the sofa, watching her flushed cheeks and unfocused eyes.
A rush of energy–something he hadn’t felt in decades–slammed through his veins, making him lightheaded. He sank back onto the
cushions next to her, actually feeling a little drunk.
Live blood. Damn. That was a trip.
Beside him, there was movement.
Chloe blinked. Suddenly, she sucked in a sharp breath. The haze in
her eyes vanished, replaced instantly by pure terror. She scrambled
backward, clawing at the upholstery to get away from him, staring
at him like he was a monster.
He turned to look at her, the satisfaction in his chest instantly
turning cold.
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“What did you do?” Her voice trembled, face burning red. “What…
what did you do to me p>
Amos blinked. “Did I hurt you p>
“No! You–you made me-” She bit her lip, unable to force the word
out, but her scarlet face screamed the answer.
Amos realized.
Oh.
“That wasn’t me,” he said dryly. “That was you p>
“What?” Chloe looked thunderstruck. Her expression screamed: You
dare blame this on me?
Amos felt a twist in his gut. Shame, regret, and a little bit of kill me
now.
“That damn agency didn’t tell you anything p>
She flinched at the sudden edge in his voice.
Amos cursed himself internally and softened his tone. “Sorry. I
mean… they should have explained the side effects. It’s not common,
but it’s not exactly rare either. Some people react… strongly… to
vampire venom p>
He chose his words carefully, trying not to mortify her further,
“Most people just get a high. Some feel drunk. And some p>
“Come,” she whispered, burying her face in her hands.
Amos nodded.
He didn’t dare tell her that his kind called people like her B&Bs–Bed
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& Breakfast. A meal and a lay. He definitely didn’t tell her that in a vampire’s eyes, her physiology made her a walking aphrodisiac
That would be suicide.
“I thought you knew.” He held her gaze, trying to look sincere. If I’d
known you weren’t expecting it, I would have stopped”
“Okay.” She ran a shaking hand through her hair, taking deep,
ragged breaths. The flush on her cheeks faded slightly, but she still
couldn’t look at him.
“Okay… um… no, they didn’t say. I mean, they gave me th stack of waivers. It was probably in the fine print, but w that legal garbage p>
Amos frowned. “You signed it without reading it p>
Does this woman have sawdust for brains?
“I knew someone else who did it, and she said it was easy,” Chloe admitted, her voice brittle. She hugged her arms around herself. looking small and defenseless. “And I needed the money. I figured….. I figured it would be fine p>
She looked up, her dark eyes meeting his.
Amos stared at her, the tip of his tongue pressing against the roof of his mouth, chasing that lingering sweetness. It was a hook, dragging his mind right back into the gutter.
The little fool was only worried about the money?
She had no idea-
If he hadn’t fought like hell to tear himself away just now, she’d be
devoured by him.
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Every blood.
And every inch of her body.
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