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Seth gave a bitter laugh.  Join the club, swe& Willow.
 You never answered my question earlier. Did you feed after I left?
 Every night. More than once on some nights. He watched her as he
spoke. Was he trying to gauge her reaction?
Willow felt an instant surge of anger rush up from his answer. She
clenched her jaw to prevent herself from spitting an insult at him,
reminding herself it was none of her business whom he  ate .
 But it didn t seem to matter, he continued.  No one satisfied me. No
one was able to ease my thirst, my pain. No one, until you did last night.
 I don t care if they  satisfied you. It s none of my business what
happened between you and your donors. It s not like I want every little
detail, she replied cattily, trying to sound as if she didn t care about his
answer.
Seth chuckled.  Feeding isn t something sexual unless I make it that
way.
Willow sniffed in disbelief, her hand automatically covering the sore
spot above her thigh.  You expect me to believe that you don t have sex
with your donors? What, did I get  stupid tattooed across my forehead
while I was asleep?
 I didn t say that. Sex does make the blood sweeter. Compare it to a
milkshake. The excess adrenaline is the ice cream sweet and creamy.
The orgasm acts like the whipped cream and together they slide down
your throat, refreshing you, making you glad you indulged. The more
powerful the orgasm, the more intoxicating the blood is.
 I really did not feel the need or the desire to know that. But
thanks for sharing, she spit out sarcastically.  I m gonna be really mad
if I can t enjoy one of my favorite drinks anymore now that you ve
compared it to blood.
 Yes, I have drank from women after pleasuring them in bed. It was a
give-take relationship. I gave them pleasure, and they gave me their
blood.
 You mean you took their blood. Giving implies consent.
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 Fine, I took their blood. The only side effect was they felt as though
they had donated blood, which they had done, even if they didn t know
about it. And I happen to believe my& method is more pleasant than
someone jabbing your arm with a needle then just handing you a cookie
and some juice.
 What exactly is the point here? Willow asked irritably. She wasn t
sure why, but the thought of him with all those other women, the way he
dismissed having sex with countless other women, made her want to slap
him. Hard. Possibly repeating the gesture until her hand hurt.
 The point, Willow, is that feeding is precisely that for me. Tell me, is
there anything sexual to you about eating a slice of pizza?
 Depends on how you eat it, she responded before she could stop
herself.
 Exactly. You were the first woman who has ever experienced an
orgasm simply from my bite.
 And why exactly do you think I care about that? She tried to keep
her voice neutral.
 I just know. She waited a second for him to expand on his answer,
but he didn t.
 I don t know what you re talking about, she lied.
 There s nothing for you to be jealous of.
 Who says I m jealous? I m not jealous, she protested.
 Yes, you are. I can see it written all over you.
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 While we re on the subject, she ignored his comment about her
jealousy,  other than invading my dreams, what other mind games can
you play?
 Mind games? Seth asked, confused.
 Yeah, mind games. You can enter my mind while I m sleeping, can
you enter while I m awake? Can you read my thoughts?
 Yes, I can look into your mind if I wish to. It s easier if we are both in
the same room, but with enough concentration I can reach you
anywhere.
 Because you drank from me? She had a feeling that she already
knew the answer to her question.
 No. He shook his head.  But it does make it much easier. It
becomes easier still if you taste my blood.
 Are you reading my thoughts now? Willow asked, clearly deciding to
ignore the  drinking his blood portion of the answer.
 No.
 Why should I believe you?
 If I were reading your thoughts this conversation would be much
easier. Seth laid his head back on the couch.  At least in your thoughts,
I can understand the full context of what you re asking and give you a
full answer.
 That was how you knew what my bathing suit looked like.
 Yes.
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 If you re not reading my thoughts, why do you think I m jealous?
she argued.
Seth turned his head to face her and opened his eyes.  Willow, if your [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]