Kiss and Tell (14 page)

This time, it was his face heating up as it turned a dark shade of red.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” he said unconvincingly.

“Was that your stomach?” She looked at him skeptically.

“No,” he lied again.

“Yes it was. Why would your stomach be growling? I thought vamp…I thought you preferred a
liquid
diet?”

“I do.”

“Then why… Haven’t you been eating?” He tried to ignore the concern in her voice, convinced he was simply imagining it.

“Is eating the right word?”

“Drinking or feeding would probably be more accurate,” he replied automatically. His hands covered his stomach protectively, trying to prevent any more sounds from escaping.

“You haven’t been drinking? Why?” she demanded.

“I have,” Seth insisted. Trying to stand, his body wouldn’t cooperate and he swayed dangerously. He gripped the edge of the table in an obvious attempt to prevent himself from falling.

“Where is that friend of yours when you
need
him? Or does he only come around when he can interrupt something?” Willow’s anger emanated from her as she jumped from her seat and wrapped her arm around his waist to help steady him. She no longer seemed tired to the point of exhaustion.

He would have laughed if his stomach didn’t feel so tight. She’d gone from being frightened of him, to concerned for him, to wanting to pummel Jason in just a few minutes. Willow looked adorable when she was furious. Especially when she was furious on his behalf. He wondered if she realized what she was doing but decided that at the moment it was enough just to feel her against his body. He wouldn’t question the reason. Unfortunately her nearness intensified the hunger.

“Finally,” she huffed as Seth saw Jason hurrying back over to the table.

“What’s going on? What happened?” Jason sounded like he was about to start panicking. “What’d you do to him?” he demanded, glaring at Willow.

“No, really, I don’t need any help steadying him. It isn’t like he weighs a ton or anything…” she barked at Jason sarcastically as the man stood there staring at her instead of helping stabilize his friend. Thankfully he took the hint and went to Seth’s other side.

“Let’s take him to the back office.”

Together they helped Seth get to the back of the bar, heading for the manager’s office. As soon as the door was opened, and Willow saw the dust and cobwebs, she shook her head emphatically.

“No. How far is his place from here?” She directed the question to Jason as she struggled to help keep him straight.

“A few minutes, why?”

“We’ll take him there.”

“Really? Do you know how to drive a motorcycle? Can you drive one
and
balance him at the same time?”

“No, genius. I figured we’d take your car. You did drive here, didn’t you?” The edge to her voice caused Jason to blush.

“Oh, right… I’m parked this way,” he said as they shuffled Seth through a back door that led almost directly to the man’s car.

“You would have a two-seater, wouldn’t you? Jeez, compensating much?” She gave her best condescending look as she looked over at him, not trying to hide her glance to his crotch. “Let’s see, our options are, you drive and I sit on Seth’s lap, or I drive and you sit on his lap. But since I don’t know where he lives I guess you
have
to drive.”

They got him into the car and Jason walked over to the driver’s side. “I thought you didn’t want to be with him anymore,” Jason commented as he fastened his seat belt while she was still trying to get herself situated inside the small car.

“Just because I don’t want to be
with
him anymore doesn’t mean I take any pleasure from his pain.” She squirmed on his lap until Seth put his hand on her stomach, stopping her and pulling her back against him.

Chapter Eight

“Number one, I’m right here, I
can
hear every word you’re saying. I’m weak, not deaf. Number two, sweet…Willow, if you keep moving, I will not be held responsible for what happens.” Seth chuckled deeply as Willow instantly froze.

He was thankful they were able to get to his place so quickly. His cock was growing hard against her delectable ass, and he was sure she wouldn’t appreciate that.

As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and flew off his lap as though she were on fire. But no matter what her opinion of him was, she stepped closer to help him out of the car. Thankfully she moved backward, out of his way when Seth shook his head.

They were in the elevator when another growl came from his stomach and a cramp doubled him over, bringing him to his knees.

By the time the elevator doors opened, he was barely able to stand. Willow and Jason propped him up, helping him to slowly make his way through the apartment. He could smell the duo sweating by the time they reached the bedroom.

Seth collapsed onto the bed as though he were a rag doll, feeling as weak as a newborn babe. For the past few days his hunger had gotten worse. But this was the first time his stomach had ever growled like a human’s.

Is this what humans feel when they are deprived of food?

In all of his life, he couldn’t remember ever hearing of such a thing happening to a vampire. The stories said his people simply grew mindless, so wrapped up in their desire for blood that nothing else mattered until their thirst was sated. Those were the stories told to vampire children to keep them from starving themselves as humans did.

“What can we do for him? Does he keep any blood around here for emergencies?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Go check,” Willow ordered as she began removing his shoes. When Jason was out of the room she spoke to him. “Don’t get excited, I’m only taking off your shoes and socks. Nothing else.”

Willow worked as she spoke. Feeling her hands on him, even in such a very non-erotic fashion, threatened his tenuous control. If not for all the pain he was in, he’d have pulled her beneath him that moment.

“There isn’t any blood in the fridge,” Jason said a moment later as he walked back into the room.

“Has he been drinking?”

“Yeah. I think he had three Scotches at the bar.”

“Not drinking,
drinking
.” With a sigh, she said, “Feeding.”

“He said he has. But it’s not like I’m actually there.”

“Well, give me your wrist.” Willow held her hand out.

“Why?” Jason looked at her warily.

“He needs to eat…drink…feed. Whatever. So give me your wrist.” She held her hand a little closer to him.

“Why my wrist? Why not your wrist?” Jason’s voice was higher than usual.

“Because
you’re
his friend,” she tried to reason, rolling her eyes.

“Well, he’s already taken your blood before,” he countered.

“Your friend is a vampire and you’re telling me he’s never taken a little…nibble?” She looked at him disbelievingly.

“Exactly. Ours is a business relationship. And he’s like family. He’s known all of my family. For generations. And never once has he drank from any of us.”

“You know, you people have serious problems. Fine.” Willow held her wrist up to Seth’s mouth. “But this is absolutely the last time. I mean it.”

When he didn’t move to take her wrist Willow began to grow more concerned. “He won’t take it. What, my blood isn’t good enough now?”

“Both of you need to leave, now,” Seth said. His voice was a bare whisper.

“Maybe we should listen to him,” Jason told her. He inched away from his friend.

“Why? I’m not afraid. He’s taken my blood before and never hurt me.”

“Then why did you go running out of here dressed in just a shirt?” When she looked at him, Jason rolled his eyes. “Yeah, he told me about it.”

Willow’s face burned with embarrassment. “That’s none of your business.”

“Vampires don’t react to hunger the same way we do,” Jason told her, ignoring her outburst. “They tend to get mindless and uncaring of who they hurt until they get enough blood.”

“Well, I’m not going anywhere. Do you happen to know, in your immense knowledge of vampires, how I can make him bite me?” Willow couldn’t control the sarcasm in her voice. She was tired of the other man acting like an expert but refusing to be of any actual help.

Jason cleared his throat. “Stimulation is a…um…is a very good way,” he stammered.

“Stimulation? Like what, rub his teeth? Oh… Wait, do you mean stimulation or
stimulation?
” Willow didn’t think her face could become any redder. “Can’t you just go to the kitchen and get me a knife? I can cut my wrist and stick it in his mouth. Wouldn’t that work?”

“Probably. But I don’t know if he’d be able to stop. I mean, if he’s as hungry as I think he is. I’ve never actually heard him get so hungry that his stomach growled before.”

“Great. Just great.
I
didn’t want to go out tonight, but no, Roxy throws a tantrum and out I go. Then you have to come over to my table, where I was sitting quietly, not bothering anyone, and minding my own business. You just had to ask me to at least give vamp-boy a chance to explain. And like a fool I listen. Dammit, I stopped sleeping to avoid him. Now, here I am stuck with a vampire, that I broke all contact with, who will probably drain me dry, and my friends are probably wondering where I’ve disappeared to, again. And now, to top it off, I have to stimulate him. Could tonight get any weirder?” Willow was ranting as she began to pull her own shoes off. As she began to move over to unbutton Seth’s jeans she looked at Jason, still standing in the room. Already furious, she didn’t try to control her tone, a tiny piece of her glad to have an outlet to take her anger out on. “What, now you’re going to watch?”

That seemed to have an effect because Jason turned around and walked out of the door, closing it tightly behind him.

“Okay, Toothy, you owe me big for this,” she told him as she parted his jeans, uncaring of whether or not he heard her.

When his thick, beautiful cock came out, Willow’s mouth watered. Her body seemed to scream to life. Lord, she had missed it—had missed him.

“Willow, you should go while you still can,” Seth whispered.

“Not until you’ve eaten…drank, whatever,” she told him before leaning down and licking a drop of precome from the tip. Taking him fully into her mouth, she watched him ball his hands into fists as he groaned.

Up and down, she caressed his cock, her tongue swirling around the tip as she lifted, almost removing it from her mouth. When his hips began to move with her, she took it as a good sign.

Sticking one wrist up near his mouth she was surprised when he didn’t immediately bite her.

Increasing her movements, she rolled his balls with her free hand. Cupping them in her palm, she rubbed them when he was completely buried inside of her mouth. His hips flexed, meeting her mouth with more force. Sticking her finger into his mouth, she tried to feel around, attempting to find out if his teeth had become fangs yet.

She moaned around his cock as he sucked on her finger, his tongue stroking the digit.

Pulling her finger out of his mouth, she increased the speed of her mouth. She sucked on him harder, lost in the sheer pleasure of his response. Twisting her head, she tried to move from his touch as he fisted his hand in her hair, attempting to pull her off of him. But she would not be denied. She’d wanted to feel him inside of her mouth since that first night. Growling, she continued to take him into her mouth until she felt his balls tighten.

She greedily swallowed every drop of come that he released into her mouth, enjoying his taste. Giving one final, gentle suck on the head, her tongue flicked against the tip as she licked all lingering traces of liquid from his flesh. Resting her head on his thigh she lifted her wrist to his mouth once more. But still he didn’t bite her.

“What’s wrong now? I
know
you were stimulated.”