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As I touch everywhere I can along his sides and arms, I don’t find anything that would cause that much blood. My hands are shaking as I look around, trying to figure out where the blood came from, when my eyes spot another spot beneath the bag that’s now on the floor. I narrow my eyes, then open it to find a rectangle bag that still has some blood in it.
Why the hell would he have a blood bag?
I take the bag, then drop it into the tub in the en suite bathroom and go back to Felix. I look over his face, his gorgeous face with flawless skin and beautiful dark eyelashes. As I stare at his lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss him, I see the smallest hint of a tooth. Well, not just a tooth, but… I lean in, press my finger to his top lip and push it up, then gasp.
Fangs.
Is my Felix a vampire?
“Oh, you naughty boy,” I say out loud.
Then I swing my head back to the spot of blood.
The blood. The fangs. Working a night shift…
This man is so naughty! I knew it. I knew he had it in him. Why is he playing pretend with me? Acting like he’s so shy. Vampire aren’t shy!
But I knew there was something about him that wasn’t adding up, especially after he finally gave in and used one of my suggestions on his show. He may not have spoken directly to me, but I know he was doing it for me. I just know it. My non-stop emails finally paid off, and now… now I have him here, in my home, and I can’t wait for him to wake up. Because from this moment on, this home is ours, and we’re going to be happy together for the rest of our lives.
I take his shoes off to help him get more comfortable, then I cover him with the blankets, not worried about the blood.
My Felix is a vampire, so it won’t bother him.
And it doesn’t bother me.
Oh, my… just the thought of him feeding from me has chills running up my spine.
I’ve never been fed from, but it’s been a fantasy of mine for as long as I can remember.
Felix really is perfect.
And now he’s all mine.
Chapter Six
Felix
Fuck, my neck hurts.
I groan as I try to roll it; my neck has the worst crick I’ve ever felt and my shoulders are bunched up to my ears, and I can barely move them.
I can’t really move anything now that I’m trying, and it feels like my arms are…
My eyes pop open as I recall what happened on my way home from work.
Silas took off toward the woods.
Roger was getting restless.
I couldn’t wait until I could sink into bed, and was already planning which email to jerk off to today when—bam! Some little gremlin jumped on my back and proceeded tochoke me out.
With a scowl, I try to wiggle my way to sitting, but it appears my hands are bound together. I look over my shoulder as I roll to my side and, sure enough, I have a shiny pair of bracelets.
Fucking handcuffs.
Whoever that woman was, the feral creature who grabbed me and somehow managed to kidnap me, she couldn’t have acted alone because even if she put the sleeper to end all sleepers on me, lugging my limp ass anywhere wouldn’t have been easy.
I’m almost six three, and a buck ninety on a good day, and that’s without feeding myself properly for the last few years. I’m scrawny compared to Silas, but even still, it didn’t feel like the woman was very big and even so, I don’t imagine she dragged me down the street on her own.
