Death Times Two(26)

“You need it and I just happen to have some.” I shove my wrist at him because that’s what I’ve seen on all the TV shows. My neck would be good too, but that’s too awkward in his position. “Bite me.”
Despite his intense pain he rolls to his back and away from me. “No.” His breathing is labored and I’m really starting to freak out. “I can’t.”
“Can’t or won’t?” I scoot forward and tower over him. “If you don’t bite me I’m going to cut my wrist and shove it down your throat.”
He turns his head away. I curse under my breath. Stubborn vamp. I should let him die and then reap his ass. Sitting back, I search the ski lodge for something sharp. Cutting myself is not my first choice. Waxing my upper lip takes all my will power. This will probably make me pass out. I just wish he’d bite me and do the dirty work for me.
Seeing he’s not going to, I stand and start searching for a knife. The bar area looks promising so I make a bee line across the open lobby. I tug open the drawers and find a paring knife and an ice pick. The paring knife has a smooth edge and a deadly sharp tip. The ice pick looks a little dull to do much damage unless I drive it into my vein, which I already know I will not be doing because I’m a big wuss. Picking up the knife, I toss the pick into the drawer and slam it.
I jog back to Asa and kneel. “I’m going to cut myself and you’re going to drink.”
He shakes his head and then turns to look at the opposite wall.
So much for his cooperation. Force-feeding a vampire is not on my to-do list today. I brace my wrist on my knee and lay the knife against my skin. You can do this. I exhale and before I talk myself out of it, I drag the blade across my wrist.
It doesn’t hurt at first, but a few seconds later the pain hits me. “Sweet Mutha!”#p#分页标题#e#
Asa’s head snaps in my direction and a muffled curse whispers from him. The blood stream is small at first, barely pooling, and I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut myself again. I push against my wrist. Finally I get a decent flow. Lifting my arm above Asa’s mouth I let the blood dribble onto his lips. “Drink it.”
He tries to fight me at first but I see his pupils dilate until his whole iris is black. As if instinctively, his tongue flicks out and licks. “No,” he manages. “I’ll hurt you.”
“Uh, this already frickin’ hurts, so a little more pain won’t matter.”
“You don’t understand.” His gaze captures mine and I see real anguish there. “It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt. I don’t want to—damage you.”
Okay, that doesn’t sound good. Still, I can’t let him die when there’s something I can do about it. “I know you’re trying to protect me, Asa.” I soften my tone. “You’ve been doing it since I got here. Please—let me help you now. It’s my turn to save you for a change.”
More of my blood dribbles into his mouth. He licks and swallows. I can tell he wants more. Slowly I lower my wrist to him. His fangs extend beyond his lip. The sight should be unnerving but a little thrill of desire races through me. If he wasn’t blistered and bleeding, I’d be all over him.
Just when I think he’s going to comply, he shoves my arm out of the way. “You don’t get it, Lisa. You have kids. They need you.” He coughs and his body tenses. “I won’t do it.”
I won’t lie, his words concern me—a lot. When he says damage me, what are we talking? Never want to talk to him again or worse, like drooling in a corner of a padded cell? I don’t ask, not wanting to know the answer. One thing I know is that I can’t sit by and watch him die.
“Did you know I’m one of the few angels of death that can reap a supernatural?” That gets his attention. He turns back to me. I nod. “That’s why I was sent, but I can’t do it alone. So why don’t you have a little faith that I know what I’m doing and bite me.” I cock an eyebrow at him. “Either that, or I’m going to stake you with this paring knife. Your choice.”






 
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Chapter Ten
Asa

The tangy, enticing scent of Lisa’s blood fills the air. Combined with the gut-wrenching agony encompassing my body, I’m not sure how long I will be able to hold back from biting her. At her insistence, the fresh wound on her wrist drips a slow stream into my mouth. The rich taste instantly erases a large portion of the burning pain.