"You see Kim, Jason's a pro at this," Tyler said."Well, Jason if you want to be a donor I welcome you."He stood and shook my hand in gratitude. "I do. I understand … about how it is with you. And I want you to know that I won't take advantage." He looked lovingly at Tyler. "And no offense, but I only have eyes for Tyler."I relaxed. He was speaking the truth. "None taken," I said. I stood and stepped close to him. "I haven't fed. Is it okay if I take a full feeding?"He nodded while staring at me. "I haven't donated blood in months so there's plenty."I was concentrating on his neck and the nervous pulse that I found there. He was calm on the outside but not quite so on the inside.We both leaned forward, and I was thankful because it meant that I didn't have to press my breasts against him. He was thoughtful. I put my lips on his neck and felt my mouth watering. My teeth slid from my gums, and I sank them into the vein pulsating against my tongue.He gasped, and I felt Tyler
"Leftover shrimp creole." I looked at him over my shoulder. He was only an inch away. His lips curled up. He frowned and shook his head. "I can make you a steak," I said while staring at his lips."Sounds good," he said.I straightened slowly. It had to be slow because he was so close to me that I would have bumped into him. I concentrated on the task at hand—cooking a steak. There were rib-eyes in the freezer. We kept plenty of meat around because it was blood food. Paul backed up and looked around."You did a good job decorating this place," he said. "Last time I was here it was pretty empty."I placed the steak into the microwave to defrost and then handed him a bottled water. When he took it he allowed his fingers to graze my fingers. His eyes held me again. Feeling an unfamiliar self-consciousness, I turned away and searched for a skillet to fry the steak. I often wondered if the desire I felt for Paul was only the blood. Now I knew. We hadn't shared blood in over a year
I gave him a quick hug, which he readily returned and was slow to release. I slipped out of his arms and led him up the remaining stairs sensing his eyes on my ass.The room I chose for Paul was decorated with large dark wood furniture and hunter green walls. He had his own fireplace, and his master bath had a stand-alone shower as well as a Jacuzzi tub.He raised his eyebrows. "Nice. Kat's doing?""Of course." I looked away reliving the feel of his arms around me. God, it was too much. I needed some type of release. I do have a succubus in me, after all! "I guess I should let you get some rest."He put down the bag. "Hold on. I'm going to use the restroom. Don't go anywhere.""Okay," I said trying to hide my pleasure. The way I was feeling if Paul crooked his finger in my direction, he could have had me any way he wanted! And the idea of it was pleasing but scary. Despite all of the sexual tension between us, Paul and I had never had sex.He went off to the bathroom, and when he
"What the fuck? What the fuck does that mean? Are you like a giant hairy dog? Or do you look like Lon Chaney?"He rubbed my arms. "I'm not quite sure. It's only happened twice, and I wasn't near a mirror. Sometimes I feel like a wolf but still like a man and other times…I don't feel like me at all. I hunt like a wolf." His eyes looked distant as he stared at some spot beyond me. "We were in a pack. We chased down small animals. I wasn't skilled enough to drop big game like the others.""Others? Please tell me everything. How did this happen?" I couldn't even form all of the questions I had.He led us to the bed, and we sat facing each other. As he held my hands, I could feel this current coming from his body, something I didn't recognize and hadn't felt in anyone else."When I left here I had a vague idea of other supernatural beings from what Mara told me," he said, his eyes blazing with excitement. "She told me of some legends: demons, lycans, witches, fairies, even trolls. I kne
"What did they look like?" I asked, totally absorbed in his story."They all look different. Some looked like big hairy humans with wolf heads and talons. The older ones looked like oversized wolves with human-like bodies. And then every variation in between."I shuddered. They sounded so ugly, and Paul was so beautiful. How could he want to look like a deformed wolf?"What do you mean that they're powerful?" I asked."We're faster, even when not transformed. I hear everything. My sense of smell is just like my sense of taste, and taste is like touch. I can run fast, jump high. I can break trees with just a swing of my fist." He laughed. "It's frigging great!" I closed my eyes. "Oh, Kim, baby. You'll see. It's not a bad thing for a Werewolf to have your back.""How did they change you?""They told me that it takes a bite from a transformed Lycan to infect a human. Turns out it takes a lot of bites. The first month I didn't change. I had to go through the whole thing again. I
He rolled his eyes, but not as if he was angry. "The sun will be coming up in a bit. Tell me about what happened when you got home. I know it didn't end in Spain.""Yeah, you're right." I told him about how my Council had bombarded me and about Esmeralda's murder."As long as Athena's alive," Paul said, "then she'll always be a danger to you. Trouble has a way of always finding you. You're right. I did come back in the nick of time."I smiled. Not that he could do anything to solve the Athena problem, but it felt good to have him to bounce my ideas off of.I stood and kissed his forehead. "I'm going to bed before the sun rises and catches me unexpectedly."Paul stood and pulled me to him. "I missed you, too, Kim.""It's good to have you home."He smiled at me. "Like old times. Blue balls and all."I gasped and then laughed. Knowing that my lust could flare with little urging, I hurried out of the room and down the stairs. We had talked all night.It really was like old times.
Mara looked at me as I dropped my teeth."Did you want to?" Mara gestured to Paul and stepped away from me. "Paul, you haven't donated in a while. I think you need it more than …" Mara's eyes grew wide and she looked from me to Paul "Dear Lord, your creature. Kim, your creature is Paul's Werewolf!""Oh my God!" Tyler exclaimed. "That's exactly what it is!"Paul rubbed his hair back. "We talked about that yesterday." He shook his head. "But how could that be possible?""If they were bound," Monica said, "maybe Paul's being changed could somehow transfer to Kim if he didn't block it. But Paul is human. Humans don't bond. They just turn.""We need Julie for this," Kat said.I concentrated on her. Julie didn't wait for me to ask. She just appeared."Sorry to bother you, Julie," I said. "I know we're supposed to get together later tonight, but we have a situation."Julie eyed Paul. She wore black leather pants, combat boots, and an anime T-shirt. Her usually pixy cut hair was spiked
I found the girls in the kitchen."Are you okay?" Mara asked.I nodded. "I think I hurt his feelings.""I think … you'll have plenty of time to make it up to him," Julie said.I smiled, we all giggled, and I felt a bit better. Kat had some fashion books, and we went through them picking out our favorites for her to order. We giggled a lot when we got to the men's fashions, and I picked out some boxer briefs for Paul. I didn't want to make the same mistakes his ex-girlfriend Amanda had made by thinking for him, dressing him, and decorating his place. He had been gone for a while, and I figured he'd appreciate a new wardrobe until he could go shopping for himself. I couldn't help wondering whether he was paying a visit to Amanda. I felt sick at the thought so I put it out of my mind. Why would he be visiting another woman after finding out he was essentially married to me? I was only being stupid.I took a feeding from Mara then Kat and I told the ladies about the new house. "Wo