An Unpleasant Taste
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[Kane’s POV]
“Aren’t you moving kind of fast?”
The woman’s voice is low and seductive, and as she speaks, she continues to play with the buttons of my shirt. It’s clear that she is expecting more than just a simple feeding, but I wasn’t one to play with my food, especially when I knew that others did that exact thing.
“If you aren’t willing, then maybe your friend.” I say, looking to the other woman beside me. “Do you also like to perform favors for those you feed?”
Growing quiet, I wait while the woman looks at me, a clear war happening behind her stormy gray eyes that watch me.
“No,” she says softly, pressing herself against me. “I like to only feed.”
At her words, the first woman huffs in annoyance, and before her friend can provide her neck for me, she climbs on my lap and then brushes her hair aside so that I have perfect access to her throat.
Feeling a wave of disgust rush through me, I let my canines extend until they’re pressing against the woman’s flesh and then pierce it so a whimper of satisfaction escapes her as my venom starts to flow through her bloodstream.
“Take as much as you want.” She whispers, wrapping her arms around me. “However much you want, it’s yours.”
Disgusting human. I think inwardly. I knew exactly what it was she was hinting at, but there was no way I would do such a thing.
It was common knowledge that sometimes vampire lords or ladies grew attached to their feeders because their blood was extra intoxicating. When that happened, they would buy the feeders from the club they worked for and take them home so they had access to them at all times. When that happened, the feeder could live for free and want for nothing. It was because of this possibility that many poor humans sold their blood to our kind, but if this woman thought she was going to get such a life from me, she was wrong. I had a habit of not feeding from the same woman twice to avoid any problems, and this evening was no exception, especially because…
The rest of my thought evades me as the woman’s blood explodes on my tongue and gags me.
“Ugh,” I gasp, pulling away and spitting. “What the hell have you been ingesting?”
“What?” The woman gasps, eyeing me. “What do you…”
“Get away from me,” I growl, standing up and storming toward the room’s exit. “Were you trying to poison me?”
“I don’t know what you mean.” The woman wails, jumping up and following me. “I didn’t…”
I don’t let her finish before I head out of the room and head toward the club’s front desk, where Tony sits chatting with a woman with large t**s and even larger expectations for the evening.
“Tony,” I growl, not giving a s**t if I was interrupting. “Are you hiring just anyone now?”
“What?” He asks, giving me a look of confusion. “What do you mean?”
“This woman!” I snap, grabbing the woman who continues to follow me. “She has ingested poison before feeding.”
“I didn’t!” She wails, tears falling down her cheeks. “I did no such thing!”
For a moment, Tony doesn’t speak as he looks from the woman to me and back.
“Wait, wait, wait,” he says, holding up a hand. “Are you saying that this feeder tried to poison you?”
“That’s right.” I respond, shooting the woman a glare.
“I didn’t,” she insists, her expression filled with fear. “I really didn’t.”
“Then you wouldn’t mind a blood test, right?” Tony asks.
“Not at all.” She responds, and I can’t help but wonder if she’s stupid or if she really thinks that whatever she ingested won’t show. “Please, go ahead.”
“Alright,” Tony sighs, clearly unhappy with the trouble he’s having to go through. “Come this way, please.”
Nodding, the woman scurries around the desk and follows Tony into a back room while I wait with the woman Tony was speaking with earlier.
“Hey,” she purrs, tossing her long crimson hair over her shoulder so I get a better view of her breasts. “Wanna join me for a feed? I promise that my feeders are clean.”
Remaining silent, I consider the woman’s words. Did she really think that I would just agree to feeding based on her word alone?
“I’m fine,” I tell her as a wave of dizziness hits me. “There are many other feeders here.”
“True,” the woman agrees. “But what if you run into the same situation? You look like you’re about to fall out any minute.”
I feel like I’m going to too. I think silently but simply smile.
“Thanks for your concern, but I’ll be fine.”
Shrugging, the woman swivels around in her chair and then rises from her seat so that I can take in her tall, curvy frame, and when she turns and fixes her dark gaze on me, I know that she is intentionally showing off her body for me.
“Even if you don’t want to feed with me,” she says quietly, reaching out and touching my chin with a finger. “You could still join me alone in VIP if you know what I mean.”
“No, thanks.” I tell her, surprising not only her but also me.
Usually I wouldn’t reject the company of a beautiful woman, especially if that woman was being so obvious about wanting to have a bit of fun with me, but for some reason, I’m not feeling it this evening. Maybe it was the exhaustion or an effect from the poison that damned feeder tried to slip me, but my d**k doesn’t react at all.
“Suit yourself,” she smirks, releasing me. “But if you change your mind, do come find me.”
“Sure,” I tell her just as Tony returns with the feeder. “Well?” I ask Tony as he gives me a look of confusion. “What did that woman try to slip me?”
“Nothing,” he responds. “Her blood is clean.”
“What?” I hiss, shock rushing through me. “How can that be?”
“I’m not sure,” he admits, rubbing his chin. “Do you think maybe you just don’t like the way her blood tastes?”
How could that be? I had been coming to this club for a few years and fed on many humans before that, and I never ran into one whose blood disgusted me as much as hers.
“Why don’t you try another?” Tony offers, coming around the counter and clapping my shoulder. “I’m certain that I’ve got one or two that will satisfy your tastes.”
“Maybe,” I murmur, though for some reason I feel like that won’t be happening. “I’ll do just that.”
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