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MONROE
The Bella
I PLOP DOWN a microwave on the dresser of my room and hunt for an outlet to plug it in. I had to search around the entire floor to find this ancient piece of shit, but there was no way I was going to offer Hayley the single banana an old man on the donor floor offered me along with a goddamned frozen dinner in exchange for a new TV and access to La Vega After Sunrise, one of the vampire-only porn feeds that streams to the hotel.
“I hope you like...whatever the fuck this is.” I tear the box open and pull out a tray of what looks like brown jelly and peas...maybe. It’s been so damn long since I’ve even looked at donor food, let alone tried to make it, but I want to prove that I can handle taking care of the woman of my dreams.
“It looks like shit,” Hayley muses, grinning from her spot on the edge of my unmade bed. I wish I had cleaned up, but I hadn’t expected to bring anyone here. “Maybe I’ll just eat the banana. I’d have thought porn was worth more than this.”
I groan and shake my head. “Fuck. I’ll find something else. You’re right. Bodie was probably hiding the good stuff from me.”
Tipping her head back, she laughs, the most musical sound escaping her lips. “Monroe, I’m playing. The stew doesn’t look that bad. My standards are low when I’m this hungry.”
I growl and stab the film on the tray with my knife. “We need to fix that. Your damn stomach’s growl is more intimidating than Sawyer. You look ready to lunge at me.”
She laughs again, pushing to her feet. Strolling the three feet it takes to reach me, she snatches the tray from my hands and pops open the microwave. I study everything she does, feeling dumb as fuck that I couldn’t remember how to use this bullshit. She doesn’t tease me about it though.
“You’d probably enjoy it. You look like the type to enjoy handfeeding me.” She waves the banana, teasing me.
I try to take it from her to prove that she’s absolutely right but for the worst reason, because watching her peel that damn phallic fruit and part her lips to take a bite—the little tease. She does know the reason I’d gladly feed her, and she’s enjoying fucking with my horny-ass way too much.
“Mmm,” she hums, slowly, sensually taking another bite. “So good.”
I play-growl and snatch it from her hand, using my vampire speed. I love how instead of just letting me and acting afraid like I’ve seen her dozens of times, Hayley tries to grab it from me. I hold it above her and out of her reach. She narrows her eyes, flicking her gaze to the banana, to my face, and then over my body.
The little minx surprises the hell out of me by jumping up and clinging to my waist. Swinging her leg up, she hooks it over my shoulder and hoists herself high enough to steal it back. I stand frozen as her thighs squeeze my neck and I can’t stop from sucking in a breath of her sweet, delectable-scented skin, her pussy so close that I could rub her with my nose and make her cream.
She flips to her feet before I even get the chance. Grinning, she takes a huge bite of the banana. “Be thankful I didn’t lunge at you. I can and do bite.”
Damn. “I like that kind of thing, little bird. Being a bit...primal. And so you know, I thought you were going to offer to feed me too,” I tease, giving her a long once-over, studying her reaction. I flick my tongue at vampire speed, showing exactly what I mean.
Her skin flushes with my words, and she giggles and turns away, letting her golden brown hair veil her face. The microwave dings, breaking the silence, and I beat her to it and pull out the hot tray and set it at my desk. I pull out the chair for her, motioning for her to sit down. She rubs her lips together and hesitates, indecipherable thoughts crossing her mind.
“Are you hungry?” she asks, pushing her hair over her shoulder, teasing me with a peek at her smooth, scar-free skin. “I could feed you while I eat if you’d like.”
I’m going to fucking regret this later, but she’s been through too much that I don’t want to treat her as anything less than my queen until I have to take her back. She’s so used to trying to please everyone because she’s afraid of what happens when she doesn’t, and I don’t want that for her. I want her to know that I fully believe that reciprocation must be earned, and I don’t think I’ve done enough yet.
“I’m good, Hayley. I have some gen. pop. in my fridge. We have plenty of that shit around here.” I nudge her to take a seat, but once again she doesn’t give in.
She shifts her gaze to the desk and back to me. “I’m...I’m sorry. I’m not used to eating in front of a vampire without offering anything in return. Please, I’d love to feed you, even if it’s only a taste. Let me repay you for everything you did for me. It’s what I want to do.”
My mind and stomach battle it out. She looks obviously uncomfortable at the thought of eating in front of me and letting me take care of her. And I really, and I mean really fucking want to taste every inch of her. On the other hand, I want to break the cycle of her thinking that she must repay me for doing something for her.
Grabbing my hand, she twists me toward the chair and pushes me down, not giving me a chance to deny her. My cock hardens as I stare in silence as she lowers herself to my lap and shifts to hang her legs over the armrest.
A smile graces her gorgeous face, and she leans in and kisses me. I groan at the pleasure aroused in me by her mere closeness and give in to her desire to treat me as if I deserve her affection.
Combing her fingers through her hair, she tugs it from her shoulder and slides her costume down, exposing her skin to me. “It’s okay to bite me. Please. Let me do this for you, Monroe.”
I lick my lips and nod, lowering my head until I brush my mouth over her warm skin. She squirms under the sensation, her ass rubbing me in a way that makes my body ache with lust and need. It takes her a moment to finally turn away to look at her food, and she intakes the sexiest small breath hearing my fangs click as I extend them.
And damn. I want to explore her body with my hand. I can already smell how fucking deliciously turned on she is, even if she doesn’t give much away apart from her subtle movements as she picks at her food with her fingers. I nearly break the silence to apologize for forgetting the damn fork, but I can’t get myself to do anything other than softly lick her skin and listen to her breathing quicken in anticipation for my bite.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, caressing my fingers over her arms as I gently shift her on my lap. “Thank you for offering to take care of me. I won’t take it for granted.”
Quickly sinking my fangs into her shoulder, I moan so fucking loud at the taste of her blood filling my mouth. I’ve never tasted anything so exquisite in my life. My whole body buzzes, and I mold my lips over my mark and suck, listening to her pounding heart and savoring the sensation of her hand rubbing across my leg.
She wiggles uncontrollably with my bite, and I can’t stop from adjusting her again until I know she feels how hard she makes me. Like she can’t take another minute of my attention, she stops eating and reaches between her legs, stroking her fingers over my zipper, slowly pulling it down.
