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Chapter 28
“Come on, Bobby, wake up, baby.”
Words flowed around him, but all Bobby could do was shake his head. No. He wasn’t shaking his head. Someone was shaking him. What was going on?
“Baby, please, wake up. It’s three o’clock. We overslept.”
Three o’clock. Shit. That was it. “Need my blood.”
Feet slapping the floor sounded like loud bangs of thunder. He was just about to ask Tommy to walk easier when a cool bag was placed in his hand. He slapped it onto his fangs, knowing it would all be better once it was in his system. He was halfway through the bag when someone knocked.
“Uncle Tony, come back in half an hour. We are just getting up.”
“Something wrong?”
“No, just please.”
“Alright.”
Tony’s footsteps were still way too loud. Tommy’s breathing was faster than it should be and way to close to the surface for my liking. Never before had he heard someone breath without focusing intently.
“You still don’t look well, honey.”
“Another bag, please.” Maybe he overdone it last night when he used both methods of love making. Second bag would help ease his vampire side and things would be right as rain. He was sure of it.
“Here, honey. Let me call your dad.”
“No sense. It’ll be fine in a minute. Just used up a lot and then overslept when I usually eat.” He hoped he wasn’t feeding a line of bullshit to his man. Came right down to it, he did not really know that much about his Vampire side. Other than what he read about it. And that was . . . Had he . . . “Do me a favor?”
“What, honey?”
“Get me that top book and locate ‘mate’.”
Tommy carried the huge leather bound book over to the bed and flipped through about twenty pages and then ran his finger down to the middle of the extra large paged book. “Here it is, but I can’t read it.”
Right. “Hate this fucking language.” Bobby leaned over and read from the side, cursing himself and nodding the entire time.
“What is it?”
“Stupidity on my part.”
“Explain.”
“It’s where we combined our scent. I forgot to complete the Vampire scent marking.”
“And that is done how?”
“Have to drink from you.”
Tommy leaned his head over and moved his hair off his neck. “Here. Take what you need.”
The vein thumped and beckoned to him, but Bobby would not take anything without knowing Tommy was sure about it. Last night he’d bite him, but not taken one ounce of blood. He’d just used the fangs to increase their sexual experience. They’d discussed that the other night.
“Take what you need, honey.”
“Are you sure, baby?”
“Yes. I told you we would marry in both ways. I meant that and I want both of your scents.”
Bobby took the book from his lap, closed it and laid it aside. He ran his tongue across Tommy’s neck and then dropped his fang, letting them sink in deep as he sucked up the sweet melody that could only belong to Tommy. Cinnamon, Allspice and Nutmeg mixed with a bit of the wild outdoors.
A soft gentle grip on his balls had Bobby moaning around Tommy’s neck. He’d forgotten how the book stated that feeding was as sexual as biting during love making. Tommy’s hand wrapped around his elongated cock and began stroking as he swallowed down more of his blood. One stroke for swallow of blood. Two strokes, three strokes and Bobby exploded as he sealed the holes in Tommy’s throat.
“Oh fuck!” Tommy leaned his head on Bobby’s shoulder. “That was wonderful.”
“That it was.” Bobby kissed Tommy’s shoulder then groaned when he caught sight of the clock. “We’ve got to shower and dress. We are late for our meeting with Tony and the Alphas.”
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