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Apprehension flared in René's eyes as he glanced toward the door. "Can one of your men watch the door? I don't want someone walking in on us."
I gave a curt nod and turned to walk over to the door, pulling it open. Just as I suspected, Sato stood outside the door. "Watch the door. Don't allow anyone inside until I tell you."
"Yes, sir."
I shut the door and walked back to René, sitting down on the side of the bed. "So, how do we do this?"
"I can just feed from your wrist. That's the easiest and quickest way to do this."
I started to agree until I saw a soft flush filling René's cheeks. Considering the condition he was in, that was surprising. "Is that the only way?"
"No." René's eyes glanced off to the side of the room. "There are a couple of other ways."
Oh, now my interest was piqued. "Tell me."
René looked at me again. "Now isn't the time or place for that discussion."
I had no idea what he was referring to, but he was probably right.
"We will be discussing this," I said as I took off my suit jacket and draped it over the end of the bed. I rolled up the sleeve of my dress shirt and then held out my wrist.
René's hot breath hit my skin, making it prickle, mere seconds before I felt the hot slice of his fangs sinking into my flesh. There was a quick bite of pain, but it faded almost as quickly as it came.
Something akin to satisfaction and pride welled up inside of me as I watched René feed. I was providing something for René that he needed. It would give him sustenance and help heal his wounds.
A fierce possessiveness swept through me, pressing down on my chest and making it hard to breathe. I wanted to be the only one that provided for my mate. He might only be feeding from my wrist, but it felt more intimate than that, and I didn't want anyone else to experience this with him.
Only me.
When René extracted his fangs and his tongue slid across my skin to close the twin pinpricks, my cock hardened to a steel pipe. I growled as I leaned down low over him.
"You feed from me from now on."
René snorted. "We'll see."
That was not the answer I wanted.
Chapter Eight
~ René ~
This guy was too easy.
He also didn't know shit about vampires because if he did, he would know that now that I had tasted his blood, the need to take more would be overwhelming for me. And once I did that, I would eventually claim him and then I wouldn't be able to feed from anyone else.
He should be jumping for joy right now.
He looked as if he wanted to attack someone.
I reached up and stroked my fingers over the frown lines on his forehead. "You need to laugh more. You should have wrinkles around your eyes, not on your forehead."
Alessandro's eyebrows lifted. "Why should I have wrinkles at all?"
"Because laugh lines are attractive and proof of a life well lived."
Alessandro shrugged as he rolled his sleeve down and buttoned the cuff. "I'm not done living my life."
I chuckled as I shook my head. "I don't know of many people that are, but it doesn't mean your life has been well lived up until this point."
