I could see every window on three sides. They were floor-to-ceiling and gave the impression that we were a part of the outside.I turned slowly. Everything was done in black. Black bed, black slate floor, black wool rugs, black wood and glass tables, black flat screen television suspended from the ceiling, black fireplace, black component system. He turned on a light switch, and though we had been in total darkness, I had no problem seeing anything. When the lights came on it looked as if stars were imbedded in the ceiling. The distant cityscape and natural starlight from outside seemed to meld as one with his room."Tony, I can't believe this room." He picked up a remote control, and the sounds of Billy Holiday came from the speakers. "Do you like Billy Holiday?" "I love Billy Holiday." He smiled. "Kaniji hated jazz. She could only listen to Japanese music. And she hated this room because of the windows. She was thought that at some point the sun would weaken the protective ba
Tony moved his hand to my ass and mimicked my movement while his other hand continued tweaking and tugging my nipple in a way that made my body quake. I needed him inside me! I couldn't take it anymore. The taste of him, the feel of him was more than I could bear. His knees bent, and he thrust upward. My mouth opened and blood spilled down my chin. My tender clit swelled at the contact of his bruising thrust. "Do it again!" I begged. Tony planted his hands on my ass and lifted me. My legs went around him, and I held on. My eyes focused on the blood running from the holes in his neck, and I couldn't stop myself from planting my lips on his neck again. I lapped at it, the thick liquid coating my tongue until it pooled in my mouth and ran down my throat. "So good …" I muttered. I pushed my hips forward trying to force his thrusts against my clit again and again. I'd never done anything like this. It was as if I was a wild woman—and I didn't care. I'd never been so completely consu
When I opened my mind, things got weird. I could hear people talking even though I knew that no one else was in the house other than Tony and Mei Wah. I could hear cars and telephones ringing. I was hearing the nearby neighborhood. I could smell things, too. Mei Wah had eaten some type of pork for his evening meal. Tony... I could smell him! I remembered his smell from last night. It was akin to fresh-baked bread. I knew it wasn't his true smell, but I knew his smell because he was my kin, my liege.I reached out with my mind to locate that connection between us. It felt like a line.Funny, but there were two of them. I didn't have time to explore further because Tony was standing in front of me. "Did you do that on purpose?" he asked."What?" I asked. My eyes scanned his form in appreciation. Damn, he was one sexy man. He was wearing black jeans and a dark shirt with the cuffs rolled up. The shirt was loosely untucked, but I could still see the broadness in his chest and arms. Whil
I heard knocking at my door. I had removed the silver jewelry and left it in a wooden bowl I had found on the bedside table for Mei Wah to dispose of, but I wrapped the crucifix in cotton and placed it on the bureau next to my bed. I decided to keep my discovery to myself just in case Tony didn't know everything Thirds could do. "Come in." Mei Wah entered. "Tony would like you to join him in the living room, if you please." He smiled. "You look beautiful this evening, Miss Kim.""Thank you." I followed him up the stairs. "Mei Wah, how long have you been with Tony?""Since the beginning, ma'am." "The beginning? 1929?""Yes, Miss. My mother died during the Depression. My brothers, sisters, and I didn't know who our father was, and to be Chinese in New York during the Depression was ... not easy.""How old were you, Mei Wah?""Seven, Miss. Mr. Tony took my family to a safe house that he owned. He made them go to school and learn a trade. But me, I wouldn't do what he asked." Me
Mei Wah opened the door for us and we drove--to all places—Club Midnight!Instead of letting us off in front, Mei Wah let us out in the back of the club. There was a security guard waiting to greet us. I felt like a rock star! Tony led us up to VIP, and we were surrounded by local celebrities such as ballplayers and even a city councilman. I saw my favorite newscaster. I know Tony wasn't going to let me choose him as a willing donor. He was too close to the public eye!Many who saw me seemed to take a double-take. I had to ask Tony what was up. I mean, I think I'm cute, but I'm not worthy of all the attention.Tony leaned in to me to whisper, "You've fed last night and the effects are still present. You haven't learned how to mask it yet. Your eyes are golden rimmed." He reached into his coat pocket and handed me a pair of black sunglasses.Once I donned them, I felt a little more comfortable schmoozing.Tony had said that my willing donor would also be my benefactor—sugar daddy,
He might have been in his mid-thirties—if that. He was fit, tanned, and good- looking with semi-messy blonde hair that he probably paid a stylist a pretty penny to create. Judging by the suit, I could tell that he was pulling in the big money."Okay. Here it goes." Before I could rise Tony stopped me with a hand on my arm. "You need to do this alone. Take Mei Wah and the car. He'll make sure nothing happens to you. Just remember two things. Don't take too much blood, and he must be able to make the choice to be yours of his own free will. If it's against his beliefs, then he will lose his mind. Do you know what I mean?"I nodded though I didn't understand, but I would still do what he asked. I approached the man. He was sipping bourbon on the rocks. I glanced behind me, but Tony was already gone. I rubbed my hands down my legs and tried to convince myself that this was not the same as being a pusher.I took off my glasses and sat next to him. "Hello."He smiled and nodded at me.
Tony had brought my teeth out, but that was with pain. He had also made my teeth retract, and that was with a kiss.I concentrated on Paul, on the food. Maybe that would do it. Even with how attractive Paul was, I wasn't ready to start kissing strange men.I caught the scent of his blood beneath his skin. It made my stomach twist. My mouth began to water, and I could feel the teeth lower. I nuzzled the food. It was beginning to smell delicious.I could feel Paul transfer his weight from one foot to the next. I let my tongue glide along his salty skin and groaned deep down. Paul echoed the sound. I nibbled, and his hands sprung up but fell back down to his side.I broke the skin at his neck, but Paul didn't draw away from me. I buried my teeth in to the quickening pulse at his throat, and the blood gushed into my mouth causing me to shudder in pleasure. Paul's hands stroked down between us, and I smacked them away. But I could understand his desire. I felt myself tingling down low.
I checked the time—close to three AM! I cursed. Unsure how to begin, I first started at a run, then I concentrated on Tony's smell and taste, and before I knew it, it seemed as if I could almost see him. I thought about being there, and I was moving faster than I could think. I can only describe it as teleporting though I could sense myself moving through space. Maybe I was in that limbo that Tony had tried to describe to me. He had tried to make me understand that we could do the seemingly impossible because we were no longer completely a part of this world anymore, but it was hard to understand because I had never believed I had ever left the world in the first place.I stopped the sickening motion outside of a house immediately familiar to me. It was the house that William had brought me to days before. I headed toward the house then kicked off the fancy fur slippers in irritation. I checked my watch. I'd lost fifteen minutes, and that meant it was after three AM.They'd be in the