Seducing the Vampire's Pet [Vampires in Love 1] (Siren Publishing Menage and More ManLove) by Storm Pixie

Author:Storm, Pixie [Storm, Pixie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-06-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Severin fought against the impending faint. He screamed in fury, rearing up, batting Emil’s head away, and dislodging the vampire from his throat. Emil grunted, gripped Severin by the neck, and held him still, still fucking him, trying to resheath his teeth in the bleeding wounds.

But Severin’s vision was clearing rapidly. The orgasm had left him weak but the loss of blood had been minimal. He pulled forward, crushing a dazed Nikolaus, freeing Emil from his backside, and then he whirled around and caught Emil with a fist to the jaw, sending him crashing off the bed.

“No you don’t,” Severin said. “Not this time.”

Emil sprang up. His black eyes glinted dangerously, the red receding from them. “Excuse me? I let you abuse my pet in whichever way you choose and you dare to deny me a sip of blood?”

Severin climbed off the bed and pulled up his breeches. “Your sips leave me dreadfully weak. I don’t want to feel like that tonight and leave Nikolaus at your mercy.”

Emil cocked his head, looking amused. “And you think I would do what, exactly?”

“Snap his neck as you suggested.”

“Why would I do that?”

“To fuck with me.”

A sly smile curled around Emil’s lips. “I would do it now you’ve denied me blood, certainly. Would you rather I drank from you, or my pet?”

Severin stared him down stonily. Emil’s muscles were tense like a big cat ready to spring. “Neither,” he said. “I’ve given you plenty over the years.”

“It’s my right as your maker to drink from you when I choose.”

Severin shook his head. “You drink from us all to subjugate us. There is no other reason.”

Emil smiled again. A bruise was blooming on his jaw. “You’re too suspicious. I drink from you all because vampire blood is as sweet as honey. And yours is the best, Severin, like your tight little backside.”

Severin blushed. “What about Istvan? Do you feel anything at all for him or do you drink from him and fuck him for the same reason?”

Emil’s face turned cold. “Leave him out of it.”

“He’s your Achilles’ heel, isn’t he?”

Emil clenched his teeth. His eyes turned red. “I admired you from afar for many a week before I turned you, you know that, don’t you?”

Severin was wrong-footed. “What?”

“I watched you while all those peasants around you died of plague. I admired your stoicism in the face of adversity even if you did show a little too much kindness toward your fellow man and woman.”

Severin stared at him. He had always presumed that Emil had happened upon him in that alleyway and pounced on him as the nearest meal. But Emil had stalked him, planned his murder.

“I don’t make vampires lightly,” Emil continued, watching him carefully. “But I wanted you. I craved you. It’s thanks to me you didn’t die of plague and end up in some stinking mass grave.”

Severin curled his hands into fists. “I don’t feel grateful to you. I never have. Just so you know. You murdered me.”

A look of scorn crossed Emil’s face.

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