A loud thud made Tessa jump involuntarily. She turned off the water. Stepping out onto the plush bathmat, she grabbed one of the large towels and wrapped it around herself. Worried, she quickly dressed and cautiously opened the door. Peeking out around the corner she saw that the vampire lay helplessly on the carpet. Tessa hurried to see if he was hurt. Other World vampire or not, she wouldn't stand by and let the man suffer. He mumbled something unintelligible as she tried to lift him up onto the bed. He weighed a ton. Finally, she managed to maneuver him onto the bed.
Glancing at her watch, she realized that she had slept a good portion of the day away, but there were still hours before sunset. Looking down at the vampire, she wondered if he was going to be alright. Just as she tried to step away, he grabbed her arm. 'Blood. I… need… blood,' he whispered hoarsely
Tessa highly doubted that room service offered any. She tugged her arm free and spoke quietly. 'Sorry, buddy, the blood bank is closed. As soon as it's dark I'll send you home and you can get all the blood you need.'
'No… danger.'
'I'll be fine. Just rest, ok? I'll send you right home when it's safe.' As much as she hated Other World, she didn't like to see people in pain more.
His faint groan sounded like the word no. This was one stubborn vamp. The power she was using to keep them in the room was having some kind of effect on him. Seeing how quickly he'd weakened made her feel guilty until she remembered she'd begged him to let her go and he'd shown her no mercy. Tessa sat down on the large plush sofa. Normally, her Christmas Eve day would be spent with her sisters at Aspen, not babysitting ill vamps. Picking up the Kindle she'd left by the bed last night, she sat down to read the book she'd started. After a few sentences, her gaze drifted away from the page and to the bed. She tried again. After ten minutes of reading the same page, she turned off the device in aggravation. If the thing had been a paperback she would have tossed it across the room. Instead, she set it down on the table, frowning.
Weak, hungry, and in severe pain Gideon came awake miserably. He tried to sit up but could only moan. A light touch on his arm startled him. His eyes blinked open; even with the curtains drawn the sunlight burned his eyes, making them dry and sore.
The woman was watching him warily. She looked too beautifully angelic to be a demon. His pain intensified, and he let out a long tortured groan. Obviously the sound upset her because she gasped and came closer to him.
'Are you alright? Can I do anything to help you? I know your species can't handle daytime on this side of border. What can I do? I've tried to send you home twice, but I'm unable to. I can't even take away my protective lock around the room. I tried. I'm so sorry for your pain.'
Her words were genuine and it made his heart flip. He had no idea why she'd care about a vampire. She moved to step back, but he grabbed her arm and she whimpered in fear. His voice cracked as he made a desperate request. He'd never make it until sundown; the curtains just weren't providing enough protection from the sun.
'Blood… I must have… blood.'
When she came closer, her actions surprised him. Holding out her arm so that the inside of her wrist was close to his lip, she whispered, 'Since you are one of my father's goons, I don't owe you anything, but I don't want you to die if I can help you. Go ahead, just don't kill me.'
He looked up at her face through sore eyes. He could see Tessa had her face all scrunched up and her shoulders hunched as if waiting for something horrible. She mustn't know how good being bitten by a vampire felt to a human, orgasmic. It was even more sensual for a demon. Being half of each, she would probably come for him the moment his fangs sank into her flesh. It made him hard even as he lay close to death.
Contrary to human belief, vampires were very much alive; and he was very much a man. His cock twitched as he thought about that lyrical voice crying out his name as he sank his fangs and cock inside of her. Yes, vampires could kill a human, but it was rare, and only a vamp with no self-control would actually murder. He had iron control, but in this state he did worry about taking too much. What would the Grand Master do if he brought his daughter home with bite marks? Pushing her arm away, he grumbled weakly.
'No, I will… be fine.'
'You won't. Just do it, alright? Merry Christmas; It's my good deed for the holiday.'
She scrunched up her face again and he couldn't stop his weak chuckle. Quickly, her eyes popped open, and she looked angry. Even with the red fire in her big eyes she was beautiful.
'Just do it you stubborn vamp! I don't like it any better than you do!'
Her scent was delicious, and the adrenaline in her blood added a delicate spice. He could smell the mango- based soap she had used recently on her skin. Intoxicated with need he felt himself losing the will to resist her offer. Tessa was a conundrum and a beauty. She intrigued him far more than what was safe for either of them.
Tessa cried out as a sharp pain radiated up her arm. The sensation became a pleasure unlike any she'd ever felt before. Her knees gave out, and buckling, she found herself sitting on the edge of his bed. She felt the most intense desire of her life. Tessa was a modern girl yet sexually inexperienced. Whatever he was doing to her made her feel unlike anything any man ever had. Arching her back and crying out, she felt herself grow wet and needy. All she wanted for Christmas was for the vampire to fuck her. She didn't even know his name, but she wanted him immediately.
When he released her she was horrified to hear the sound of her disappointment echoing in the room. His chuckle sounded warm and much stronger. Tessa opened her eyes and looked at him. His eyes were a deep sapphire blue; entrancing. She licked her lower lip and he moaned. Before she realized his intentions, he pulled her to him. His strong, large hands pulled her shirt off. Wiggling a bit, she assisted him in removing it. He'd already seen her all but naked, so she didn't feel the shyness she should at being naked in front of him. She began to undo his buttons. It was only a moment before she had his shirt open. His hard muscular chest displayed only a sprinkling of dark golden hair.
Tessa splayed her fingers across his broad shoulders and she felt his hands working the clasp on her bra. It popped open, and the cool air in the room had her nipples peaked to hard points in seconds. His eyes darkened when he saw them. Tessa pushed his shirt over his arms and he moved just enough for her to remove it. Her demon nature sensed that sunset was approaching; her power always magnified with the darkness. All of Tessa's hungers increased after nightfall, even lust. With human men she'd have to hold back, but with Gideon she could be herself completely.
He pulled her to him, and his large hand tangled in her hair as he brought her lips to meet his. She could taste the metallic flavor of her own blood, and instead of repulsing her, she felt turned on. His growl let her know that he guessed her thoughts. She'd grown up hearing all sorts of untruths about vamps. It appeared that the whole bite equals sex myth was the truth. She couldn't remember if they could read minds or not. His soft chuckle told her that he could, and Tessa realized it was probably because he'd drunk her blood.
She thought hard about him removing his pants, hoping he would get the hint. When he forcefully flipped her onto her back so that he hovered above her, she noticed that his hands were at his belt.
When Gideon slipped out of his black jeans she noticed that he wasn't wearing any underwear.
