All Of The Dead (a necromancer story)

Chapter 9: Feed

Esmeralda

I looked down at the floor and mumbled, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“I’m not going to touch you or anything if that’s what you’re worried about.” He sounded annoyed, but that wasn’t why I was nervous about staying with him.

“It’s not that, it’s not good for me to be around you alone while I’m so hungry.” I cringed saying that, but I had to warn him.

“Esmeralda, I told you before that when you get hungry you need to tell me, I’m basically your sire now, and it’s my job to look after you. You can feed on me when we get back to mine, and don’t worry I’m not going to touch you or make it weird.”

He walked into his office without another word, shutting down the conversation.

I stood there for a second, and then he came and leaned out his door, “you may as well come in here and do it now.” He went back inside not waiting for an answer.

I went in feeling shy and awkward, I’d never fed from him without s**x or dating him.

I went in and closed the door behind me.

Standing in front of his desk, he said, “come and feed.”

I went over to him and hesitantly asked, “are you sure?”

He looked down at me, “yes, I’m sure, you kind of have to anyway unless you want to break the bond between us and feed on others?”

I quickly shook my head no, and he turned, giving me his neck. “Do you want the pleasure with it?” I asked.

“Umm, no it’s fine, I’m guessing you don’t want to have s**x with me right now,” he laughed.

I knew he was trying to make me feel more comfortable, and I figured he was probably feeling uncomfortable too, so I stopped hesitating and went over to him.

I bit down, and he breathed hard, I didn’t want to prolong the pain, so I drank as fast as I could.

He pushed me back against the wall and leaned his forearm against it so that I was half trapped in, then very suddenly he pulled away from me looking a little flustered, “so uh, was that enough?” He asked and coughed a little while looking anywhere but at me.

“Not quite,” I answered in an apologetic voice.

He took a deep breath, looked up from the floor and came back over to me, “ok,” was all he said, and he gave me his neck again.

I tried to be quick, I didn’t want to hurt him, but when he moaned low in his throat it didn’t sound like he was in pain. oh, right, I remembered that he said he got off on pain and I realized this must have been feeling very s****l for him.

I stopped feeding, “I’m full now,” I said it in an apologetic tone. He bit his lower lip and nodded, “ok,” he sounded a little breathless, and I was impressed with how well he was handling it still acting calm and professional even though it was clear he had more than enjoyed the pain because a vampires bite was excruciatingly painful without the venom that contained the pleasure endorphins to help.

“Should I go back out?” I asked.

He looked at me then and answered, “yeah, unless you needed anything else?”

I was making this whole thing awkward for us both, so I shook my head no and quietly left the office.

When it was time to close up I tried to ignore the butterflies in my tummy at the thought of going home with him, I understood why he did what he did with Dana somewhat, but I still hadn’t forgiven him completely yet.

When he came out of his office I had to look down at the floor, he was so beautiful, and I had no idea how I was going to deal with staying in his apartment alone with him.

“You ready?” He asked. I nodded and while he grabbed the keys, Dana touched my hand lightly as a way of saying goodbye without him noticing and then left.

I didn’t know if I was being unfair to him by forgiving Dana but not him, but he was the one who was meant to be loyal to me, but then again, I had been dead with an almost hundred percent guarantee of never coming back, I didn’t know what to feel or do.

When we got to his, I asked him, “am I being stupid about us?”

He turned to look at me and then to the floor, “no,” he answered quietly.

“What would you do if our roles were reversed?”

“I’d understand it maybe, but I’d still kill whoever touched you.”

“What about me?”

He shrugged, “I might need some time to myself too, but I would never hurt you.”

“So you’d do the same thing as me?”

“Maybe for a day, I don’t think I could stay away from you for very long.”

“Even though you’re not in love with me?”

He grew unreadable and cold, and only shrugged.

I took my shoes off and stormed off to his bedroom, knowing he’d only demand I sleep there and not on the sofa anyway. I took Tom with me and shut the door.

I climbed into bed in nothing but my panties. Alone in the dark except for Tom, the fear suddenly crept up on me, I did not want to have death visit me again, I called Tom up onto the bed, and he came and curled up beside me.

Anger was the only reason I didn’t go running into Lucan and beg him to let me sleep next to him.

I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but when I woke it was morning, no nightly visit from death. When I came out of the bedroom, there was no sign of Lucan, I checked the kitchen, but it was empty there too, so I checked the bathroom, we needed to leave for work soon.

The bathroom door was ajar slightly, so I peeked around it assuming he was washing his face, but nope. Lucan was in the shower butt naked and my God, what a glorious sight it was.

The water cascaded down sensuously, like even the water itself wanted to trail her hands along his solid muscular body.

I was pretty sure this was the first time I had ever truly seen Lucan completely naked, usually when we were intimate, he was either wearing his top and his trousers just pulled down past his a.ss or at most topless, but again his trousers only pulled down past his a.ss but not completely off.

He had been naked when he’d first taken my virginity, but he’d been on top, so I hadn’t been able to take in the whole look.

The water made his skin gleam, his muscles rippled as he moved, and from here I could see he was solid muscle everywhere. I blushed hard when I traveled my gaze down lower and realized what he was doing.

He was leaning one hand against the wall, the water trickling down his back, with his head down. His other hand was frantically moving back and forth between his legs and I realized he was pleasuring himself, I couldn’t help but stare, but finally, I managed to pull my gaze away and left.

When Lucan came out of the bathroom twenty minutes later, he was wearing dark blue jeans, a white muscle fit t-shirt and his blonde hair was a tousled mess that looked so sexy.

I blushed furiously when he noticed me sitting down on the sofa, I prayed that he didn’t somehow figure out I’d been spying on him while he touched himself, I also wondered if he had finished and what that image would have looked like if I’d stayed to watch, and then I blushed more.

Lucan frowned at me and asked, “are you ok?”

“Yes why?” I answered too quickly, making myself look more suspicious.

“You just look uncomfortable.”

“Nope, I’m good, honest,” I smiled trying to convince him, but considering I hadn’t smiled at him since the revelation of what he’d done, I think I made myself look even more suspicious.

He frowned harder but let it go and asked, “are you hungry?”

I nodded and asked, “I can wait until lunch, we’ll be late if we don’t leave soon.”

“I’m not letting you starve yourself until noon, I’ll do you some toast at least.”

“I can make myself toast.” I got up to help but he raised an eyebrow, and said, “sit.”

Even though he said it in a light-hearted way, it still held a firm authority to it so I sat back down.