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“Become my daily meal… no, Little Bird, but I will become yours,” he replied, making me frown in question.
“What do you mean?” At this he raised his wrist to his lips and before I could stop him, a pair of those same frightening fangs extended and he bit down hard into his own flesh.
“Ryker! What are you…!” I never got to finish as he brought his bleeding wrist in front of me, his blood dripping all over the sheets. Then he lifted it to my lips and gave me one last order,
“Drink.” I swallowed hard and shook my head a little.
“No… I can’t do…”
“Drink, Evelyn, this is not a request,” he said sternly, and because I was still in the aftermath of playing the part of his pet, my mouth opened as he brought it closer.
“Good girl, now lock your lips around the wound and suck… drink me down, my Siren.” He purred this last part the second I made contact with his open flesh. His blood filled my mouth, and I swallowed the first taste of him, discovering it wasn’t as I thought it would be.
Not. At. All.
In fact, I couldn’t help but moan as my tastebuds sang in pleasure, something that quickly traveled to my sex, making it flutter. Then much to my embarrassment, I found myself coming again, the moment I heard his deep and guttural growl of gratification coming from behind me. However, the moaning scream I did around his wound was echoed by his own release, and I felt the jets of come shoot up my back as he too found his sexual release from having me drink from him.
But then when I pulled away, his hand cupped the back of my head and pushed me back to his wrist, one held firm and locked to my lips.
“More,” he ordered on another growl. So, I did what I was told, drinking down even more of him, now doing so until he was ready for me to stop.
“Alright, my claimed, that should be enough… for now,” he said, pulling his wrist from my lips and I watched as the wound started to knit back together instantly. It was fascinating.
“Will I… have to do that often?” I asked quietly, feeling vulnerable for asking.
“It is my hope that you will want to, yes.” His reply made me turn in his arms and nod, as that was the only answer I could give him. However, his smile told me that he was happy with this, and he brushed his thumb across my heated cheeks.
“Now, how about I feed my girl?” he said, making me grin, before inviting sassy me back to play by licking my lips and telling him,
“I think you just did.” At this he grinned big and teased down at me, making me giggle,
“Damn… but I did create a little monster.”
A little time later and I was dressed once more, but this time in a satin and gold nightgown. It was beautiful, with most of the top being a sash of gold material, I didn’t even know the name of. But it looked like it had been spun straight from the precious metal into the finest thread.
It covered most of my torso, including one breast and dipped off the shoulder with its sleeves. The other breast was black satin, which joined the long flowing skirt, that had a slit off to one side and was edged in the same gold.
My hair was down and in loose curls around me, thanks to Ryker ridding me of all the pins I had used earlier. We were also lounging in the bed, eating from the tray of food he seemed to have plucked out of thin air. Perfectly sliced fruit, cheese, meats and nuts were all laid out on a big golden platter that we both picked at. As for Ryker, he busied himself feeding me, and dipping his fingers in my mouth at every opportunity.
It was perfect.
Because while we did this, we talked more about his world, and let’s just say that the Vampire comment was not one I was willing to let go of just yet. But we also talked about his origins and his father, who ruled down in Hell and acted as Lucifer’s treasurer of souls. Needless to say, it was all as fascinating as it was mind blowing.
But then we spoke about other things also. Like he asked about my art and if it would be something I would like to pursue. This lead on to me telling him about all the art I sadly left behind. This before I started to question how I would even begin to start again. It was a conversation which soon prompted me to ask exactly what the future may look like for us both. And a question that soon made him tense.
In fact, I thought I had said something wrong, especially when he abruptly shifted from the bed and got to his feet. One that shortly after all our sexual exploits, he had changed back to one more conventional looking. I swear I had been almost sad to see the bird cage disappear.
He then held his hand out to me once more and told me,
“There is something I wish to show you.” I didn’t question this, I simply put my hand in his and let him help me to my feet. But then when he started to lead me further into the mountain and along the snaked path through his treasure, I couldn’t help but ask,
“Ryker, where are we going?”
“You’ll see,” he told me, squeezing my hand as if to try and easy my nervousness. One that only mounted as we came to a tunneled cave, one glittering with gold just like the rest of the place. Thankfully, this part was still lit up like the rest of the vast space, with gold lanterns showcasing the modern age of electricity.
“Not much further now,” he assured me and he was right, because a few seconds later and the cave opened up into another large room and, this time, what decorated it was art I recognized.
“I keep the most important treasure back here,” he told me softly the second after I gasped at the sight.
