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vampires, and that meant, as much as Dominic despised the man, he had to deal with him. The less people that knew of the existence of vampires, the better.

And, as much as he was repulsed by Lowell Erickson, he was drawn to the man’s son. Dominic didn’t know how to explain what he was feeling, mostly because he didn’t ever remember feeling theses strange emotions before.

He wanted to cradle Danny to him, hold the man close and keep him safe from harm. At the same time, he wanted to attack anyone that even looked at Danny, and that included Sully, a man he trusted with his very life.

Dominic was too tired to try and figure this all out right now. The warmth of Danny’s body pressing against him combined with the odd sense of calm he felt was drawing him down into sleep.

Dominic turned his face toward Danny’s head. He inhaled deeply, enjoying the fresh scent of mint that filled his senses. There was something else, almost like the smell the first summer rain made when it fell to the parched earth and saturated the ground.

Surprisingly, the soft fragrance was comforting to Dominic. It was the smell of renewal, something Dominic desperately needed and hoped Danny could give him.

Dominic closed his eyes and tightened his arm around Danny’s body as much as he possibly could considering his lack of strength.

This strange sense of peace he felt concerned him. Maybe he should talk it over with Sully…in the morning.



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Chapter 4


Danny woke feeling warm and content. It was an odd enough feeling to pull him abruptly to the surface. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept so deeply or felt so rested upon waking.

He also couldn’t remember ever waking so hard and aching in his life. Danny had heard of morning wood. He’d even experienced it before. What he was sporting between his legs felt more like morning cement. He ached so much he almost cried out.

Danny started to roll out of bed to go to the shower and fix the problem when he suddenly became aware of an arm wrapped around his waist, and cool smooth skin beneath his cheek. Danny inhaled sharply as he realized he was wrapped in Dominic’s arms.

Oh shit! Dominic was a vampire.

Danny scrambled away from Dominic as fast as he could move.

He slid over the side of the bed then crawled backwards until he felt the wall at his back. He scrunched his head down and pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them as he tried to make himself as small as possible.

A lump formed in his throat when Dominic moved. Danny was going to die, he just knew it. He was trapped in a room, hell, in an entire mansion, with a vampire. Yep, his time on earth would only last as long as his blood supply did.

“Danny.”

The croaked word struck fear in Danny’s heart. He watched Dominic struggle to sit up for a moment then slump back against the pillows.



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“Danny,” Dominic whispered again, the word sounding fainter.

His hand waved in the air for a moment then fell back to the bed.

When Dominic hissed and arched into the air, his hand clenching in the sheet, Danny forgot to be scared. Worry for the man swept through him. Danny jumped up and raced across the room, jumping onto the bed.

Dominic’s entire body was rigid as if he were having a seizure.

The blue in his eyes had been replaced with a deep, dark red and small tears of blood trickled down his tense face. His breathing was raspy and uneven. He looked to be in so much pain that Danny grew worried.

“Dominic,” Danny whispered as he peeled the man’s hands out of the sheet and clasped their fingers together. “Do you want me to get Sully?”

When Dominic’s body slumped back against the mattress and went slack, Danny leaned in closer until they were nearly nose to nose. Dominic’s level of pain was evident in his red eyes.

“Dominic, what do I do?”

Dominic’s eyes wavered for a moment then went to the soft pulse beating in Danny’s throat. Danny swallowed hard. He knew what Dominic was asking, and it scared the crap out of him. If he gave Dominic the blood he needed, would he die? Would he become a vampire? Would he ever be able to go out in sunlight again?

Dominic’s body suddenly convulsed again, going taut as it shook on the bed. More blood red tears slipped down his pale cheeks. Danny couldn’t stand it. He knew he might die. He knew he was agreeing to let a vampire, a creature of myth and mystery, drink his blood. But he just couldn’t sit there and watch someone else be in so much pain, not if he could stop it.

“Please don’t kill me,” Danny whispered as he turned his head and brought Dominic’s face up to his neck. He squeezed his eyes tight and waited for the pain he knew was coming. How could it not?