Blood Contract(Wolf Creek Pack 8)(17)
“Did you—” Sully kind of waved his hand toward Danny, but his eyes dropped directly to Danny’s crotch.
Once again, Danny felt his face flame. He so did not want to examine why he had felt so much pleasure at being bitten by a vampire. It was something he wasn’t ready to figure out at the moment. He wasn’t sure he was even ready to think about it yet. “Can we just not talk about it? It didn’t hurt, so I don’t mind Dominic drinking directly from me if he needs to. Let’s just leave it at that, okay?”
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“He’ll need to drink at least twice a day, Danny. Are you ready for that?”
Danny gulped. Was he ready to experience exquisite pleasure twice a day? “Yeah, that’s fine.” Danny suddenly frowned as another thought hit him. He quickly looked up at Sully then down to Dominic.
“I don’t have to feed anyone else do I?”
Dominic growled, the sound growing louder the longer he made it.
Sully chuckled. “No, in fact, if you do it will be a breach of contract. You are Dominic’s exclusive property for the length of the contract. To allow someone else to draw blood from you wouldn’t only break the contract, it would be in very bad taste.”
Danny’s eyebrows shot up. “Bad taste? Seriously?”
“It’s rude, Danny. Vampires are not known for their ability to share. There are donors that are free game, but everyone knows not to touch someone else’s marked donor.” Sully shrugged. “It’s just rude.”
Danny was slightly amused by the concept of vampires having manners when he believed them to be bloodthirsty monsters. Hell, he believed them to be something made up for Hollywood movies. Boy, was he wrong.
“You have got to be kidding me!” Sully suddenly shouted as he glared down at Dominic. “It’s too soon.”
Danny frowned as he looked between the two men. He could tell that they were arguing silently by their fierce facial features. He just didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. He knew he was involved though.
“It’s also rude to talk about someone when they are in the same fucking room!” Danny snapped.
When Dominic growled at his loud tone, Danny rolled his eyes and climbed off the bed. He made a wide circle around Sully and started pacing back and forth at the end of the bed. Danny wasn’t quite sure why, but Dominic’s growl didn’t scare him in the least.
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Sully’s scowl, on the other hand, gave him the creeps and sent a shiver down his back.
Danny pushed his hand through his hair, frustrated beyond belief at the two men. He slapped his hands on his hips and turned to stare at them both. “Look, if you want me to stick around and do this whole blood thing, then you’d better start telling me the damn truth, all of it.”
The corner of Sully’s lip started to curl up, and a bit of white fang gleamed in the low light coming from the windows. A growl started to build in the man’s chest, becoming louder with each passing second.
Danny was so freaking tired of not knowing what was going on that he lost his mind for a moment. It was the only way to explain his behavior as he marched right up to Sully until they were chest to chest and narrowed his eyes at the menacing man.
“Go ahead, rip out my throat,” he snapped. He pointed at Dominic. “Just remember that I’m his perfect match, according to you. If you kill me, he loses my blood, and then you have to start the search all over again. And if what you said is true, he doesn’t have time to find a new donor.”
“There are other ways to bring you to heel without killing you, human,” Sully snarled.
Danny’s lips twitched with a strange sort of amusement when he saw the rage being barely controlled in the vampire’s eyes. He was past the point of caring at the moment if he lived or died. He just wanted to know what the hell was going on. “Bring it on, fang boy.”
Sully’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second then narrowed down to tiny little slits of anger. He snarled and started to reach for Danny when Dominic’s light chuckle filled the room. They both turned to look at Dominic in surprise.
Dominic was grinning, which was surprising for a man so close to death. “He’s got you there, Sully,” Dominic whispered. “You’d better tell him everything.”
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“But—”
“Sully.”
Sully rolled his eyes. “Fine, but don’t go blaming me if he runs screaming from the mansion. This was your fucking idea.”
“Just tell him, Sully.”
Danny’s eyebrows drew together even as he wrapped his arms around his waist to ward off the sudden chill crawling down his spine.