Chapter 17

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 barrier and fry her in her sleep."

I ran my finger along a black marble sculpture of a warrior's face. "So you built the suite in the basement for her."

"No. She did. It was her design. I'm not into the harem look. I did have the gardenias placed in your rooms, though. That was my only touch."

"It was a nice touch. Thank you." I could feel the slow building of heaviness in my limbs as dawn approached.

Tony didn't appear to feel the effects of it as he watched me.

I began feeling a little shaky and lightheaded. Being upset and angry had taken its toll, because hunger hit me hard.

I gasped and doubled over. There was no slight hungry feeling to lead up to it, only a full-blown crippling starvation.

Tony put his hand on my back. "You're hungry. Why didn't you say something?"

"I didn't know." I straightened up slowly. Why did it crash into me like this?

He began unbuttoning his shirt.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Feeding you." He stopped unbuttoning his shirt. "Would you prefer Mei Wah, I can call him."

"No, I couldn't ask him."

"Mei Wah has already lost blood to me earlier today, but if you don't take too much he should be okay."

I didn't want to do that. I couldn't imagine putting my lips on that old man's neck. I liked him and everything, but it didn't seem right. "No. Maybe tomorrow we can find—" I felt a spear in my gut. I could not wait until tomorrow. I was starving!

Tony lifted my chin.

My eyes widened at the sight of his shirtless torso. I didn't know if it was the Vampire in him, but his body was perfect. I could count the ripples in his stomach muscles. His arms were hard and smooth.

He helped me stand. His hands moved to undo the white wrap. This he tossed over the back of chair. I couldn't seem to stop looking at the contrast of black and white cloth.

I felt his hands move to the buttons of my sheer blouse. I put my hand over his to stop him. "Wait."

"One drop of blood will ruin this." He continued to unbutton the blouse. He was right, of course, but I wasn't wearing a bra.

"Ahh!" Another cramp gripped me like a vise. It was worse than the others and would have brought me to my knees if Tony hadn't caught me. I could feel him pulling me to him. I was groaning in agony. How could it overwhelm me so quickly? I felt my blouse being roughly tugged from my pants and then it disappeared along with the wrap.

Tony pulled me to him. He had his head turned away so that I was facing his neck. I could smell his blood through his skin and I wanted it in my mouth.

"Oh God!" I cried at the sight of his offered neck. I wanted to taste him so badly.

Tony pushed me away roughly.

I stumbled back a few feet.

His teeth were extended, and veins had popped out in his face. He growled angrily. "No! Not in here! Never say that in here!"

"I ... I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking." I grimaced, lightheaded. I had to be feeling shitty if I was standing naked from the waist up and not caring that a Vampire had shoved me half across the room.

He sighed and pulled me to him again. "Distend your teeth."

I started crying tearlessly. "I can't. I don't know how!"

His hand reached out to cup my cheek. "We don't have time for the nice way. The sun will be rising soon." He squeezed my cheek, and I thought he was going to break my jaw!

My hands came up to claw him, and my teeth distended into sharp points. Tony caught my hands, turned his head, and offered me his neck.

I could think of nothing but staying the hunger pains. Tony's neck had somehow transformed into food now. His neck was succulent, and I wanted to trace the length of it with my tongue. I could feel drool dripping from my mouth.

I struck like a snake. Even though I was in the grips of a feeding frenzy, I remembered not to rip and tear at my food. I had the desire to sink my teeth in deep and to draw and suck at the salty sweetness that flooded my mouth.

An animal growled in the distance.

No.

The growling sound came from me.

I drew back a bit.

Tony groaned. I wasn't sure if it was in pain or with pleasure until his hands dropped to my hips and he pulled me taut against his pelvis. Oh my! He was hard and big and pressing against me. The feel of him made me bite all the harder, but it also made him groan louder. He liked it. He liked that I was biting him and being fed by him. It was doing something crazy to me!

Intense waves of pleasure coursed through me. I was holding his ass, pulling him against me so that I could roll my hips against the thick, hard bulge that stabbed at me. I couldn't think straight. Whether it was from the hunger or from his thick cock grinding into me, I didn't know. When I couldn't imagine I could feel any better, something tugged at my nipple and I almost choked. Tony's fingers were lightly pinching them. I groaned, and I flicked my tongue back and forth against the wound in his neck. He groaned and palmed my breast, covering it with his big, soft hand. I sighed into his neck and sucked harder, drawing the blood faster and faster. I threw my leg up over his hip so that I could connect with him. He groaned and rolled his cock against me. I almost lost it. I pulled him against me even harder, forcing his cock against me.