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hungry."
He stepped closer to me and took my hands in his. "I won't be your thrall," he whispered.
I laughed bitterly. "Believe me, with the way things are going with this one, I don't think I could handle a second."
"I am sorry for any troubles I have caused my lady." Nicholas's voice floated across the kitchen. I hadn't heard him leave the bedroom, and as he came in I wondered how much he'd overheard. He'd put on a pair of jeans, but no shirt."I should have accepted the punish--discipline--I should have--"
It was clear that he was in no state for a feeding. I could sense the numbness, the vast chasm of emptiness a person has to cross after they've been through something, while their soul recalibrates and tries to find "normal" again. I hoped it would--some people never did find the metaphorical ground again, some people ended up on an alien planet from which they never returned. I didn't think I'd damaged him that badly, but only time would tell. "Nicholas, are you hungry?" I asked, because despite feeling very sorry for what I'd done, seeing him shirtless fanned the flames of my appetite, and my mouth began to water. It was all I could do to not lick my lips.
"Do you like burgers?" Charles asked. He pulled out his phone. "I can have Five Guys deliver some of the best hamburgers in town in a heartbeat."
"He does," I said, when Nicholas just stared vacantly at us. "I think some food could do us all good."
After Charles placed the order, an awkward silence settled between us without Reshi's glib tongue to diffuse the tension. I led Charles to the living room, so that he could see the last of the sunset. "Beautiful," he murmured.
"Why me?" I asked. "There are at least a dozen others you could have propositioned."
"Half a dozen," Charles corrected. "The males of your kind are not exactly equipped to bear children. And as for why you--it's simple. You're the strongest."
"Really? That's it? Nothing about my charming personality or sophistication?"
Charles shrugged and took off the jacket of his suit. "Do I have to like you to father a child with you?"
"It's a child , not a car." I unable to believe that he could be so cold about it. "We'll be caring for this child until she comes of age--and that could be a long, long time if she ages slowly. Children aren't like plants. You can't just have one and pop it in the dirt and water it every now and then and have it grow up well."
"And you are strong, Sybil," he said. I felt his tail snake around my legs, drawing me closer to him. "I've been in New York for a while, watching you and Lisette and the others. The others--they would have raped Nicholas, had he been their thrall. They don't know, or understand, what life means the way you do."
"You only just met me yesterday," I said, feeling a chill run down my spine. "How do you know?"
"You drank my blood yesterday," he said. He bent over and pulled a blade out of an ankle sheath. "The bond wasn't nearly as well-formed as the one that you must have with him, but it was enough to tell me that I wasn't wrong to have chosen you."
He drew the blade across his hand. The scent of the blood, warm and fleshy and full of life, hit me hard. The hunger made it almost impossible to resist. After a moment I found myself kneeling on the floor, lapping his hand, sucking the cut as it filled. It was just what I needed. I felt myself becoming more settled, less snappy.
"My lady?"
I snapped my head around to see Nicholas standing in the entrance, watching us. "I needed to eat," I said, wiping my lips. "He--"
"You should have asked me," he said, rushing over to me. He helped me to my feet.
"You were in no shape to let me feed."
"I am yours," Nicholas said.
Charles reached out an arm and placed a hand on Nicholas's shoulder. "Don't worry, my boy. I won't take her from you." Nicholas looked at me, confused, wondering if Charles
He stepped closer to me and took my hands in his. "I won't be your thrall," he whispered.
I laughed bitterly. "Believe me, with the way things are going with this one, I don't think I could handle a second."
"I am sorry for any troubles I have caused my lady." Nicholas's voice floated across the kitchen. I hadn't heard him leave the bedroom, and as he came in I wondered how much he'd overheard. He'd put on a pair of jeans, but no shirt."I should have accepted the punish--discipline--I should have--"
It was clear that he was in no state for a feeding. I could sense the numbness, the vast chasm of emptiness a person has to cross after they've been through something, while their soul recalibrates and tries to find "normal" again. I hoped it would--some people never did find the metaphorical ground again, some people ended up on an alien planet from which they never returned. I didn't think I'd damaged him that badly, but only time would tell. "Nicholas, are you hungry?" I asked, because despite feeling very sorry for what I'd done, seeing him shirtless fanned the flames of my appetite, and my mouth began to water. It was all I could do to not lick my lips.
"Do you like burgers?" Charles asked. He pulled out his phone. "I can have Five Guys deliver some of the best hamburgers in town in a heartbeat."
"He does," I said, when Nicholas just stared vacantly at us. "I think some food could do us all good."
After Charles placed the order, an awkward silence settled between us without Reshi's glib tongue to diffuse the tension. I led Charles to the living room, so that he could see the last of the sunset. "Beautiful," he murmured.
"Why me?" I asked. "There are at least a dozen others you could have propositioned."
"Half a dozen," Charles corrected. "The males of your kind are not exactly equipped to bear children. And as for why you--it's simple. You're the strongest."
"Really? That's it? Nothing about my charming personality or sophistication?"
Charles shrugged and took off the jacket of his suit. "Do I have to like you to father a child with you?"
"It's a child , not a car." I unable to believe that he could be so cold about it. "We'll be caring for this child until she comes of age--and that could be a long, long time if she ages slowly. Children aren't like plants. You can't just have one and pop it in the dirt and water it every now and then and have it grow up well."
"And you are strong, Sybil," he said. I felt his tail snake around my legs, drawing me closer to him. "I've been in New York for a while, watching you and Lisette and the others. The others--they would have raped Nicholas, had he been their thrall. They don't know, or understand, what life means the way you do."
"You only just met me yesterday," I said, feeling a chill run down my spine. "How do you know?"
"You drank my blood yesterday," he said. He bent over and pulled a blade out of an ankle sheath. "The bond wasn't nearly as well-formed as the one that you must have with him, but it was enough to tell me that I wasn't wrong to have chosen you."
He drew the blade across his hand. The scent of the blood, warm and fleshy and full of life, hit me hard. The hunger made it almost impossible to resist. After a moment I found myself kneeling on the floor, lapping his hand, sucking the cut as it filled. It was just what I needed. I felt myself becoming more settled, less snappy.
"My lady?"
I snapped my head around to see Nicholas standing in the entrance, watching us. "I needed to eat," I said, wiping my lips. "He--"
"You should have asked me," he said, rushing over to me. He helped me to my feet.
"You were in no shape to let me feed."
"I am yours," Nicholas said.
Charles reached out an arm and placed a hand on Nicholas's shoulder. "Don't worry, my boy. I won't take her from you." Nicholas looked at me, confused, wondering if Charles
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