Loving a Vampire(23)

Augustus pressed a kiss to her wrist. “Thank you, but no. I’m fine. I can wait until night to get my blood.”

“Okay, I’m going to make myself some breakfast. If I close all the blinds will you sit with me?” She didn’t like the thought of walking around his house with him locked in the basement. He was a vampire, but it was still his home.

“Sure, I’d like that.”

Marianna went on ahead and closed all the blinds. She made sure no light was escaping as she didn’t want him to be in any kind of pain.

“It’s clear,” she said.

He moved up into the kitchen. Augustus took a seat at the kitchen counter. His book rested on the surface.

“Make yourself at home,” he said.

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Something was wrong. Gregory sensed something bad, and he didn’t like it. Checking the clock on the dash he saw it was a little after twelve. Marianna must be awake by now. He didn’t expect her to stay asleep all morning while he was running errands. Donald hadn’t been happy about her notice. The guy had been that angry he’d informed Gregory to tell Marianna she couldn’t come back or expect her pay. She was done and finished. He figured Augustus could visit Donald and use some of his mind powers to stop the other man for causing waves.

Gregory sensed the guy was a little pissed about the fact he didn’t get into her pussy. According to Augustus, Donald had been planning everything around her for some time. There was no way he’d let another man touch his woman. Marianna was his and Augustus’s.

Glancing up at the sun Gregory relished the feel of the glow on his face. He’d been desperate to be a vampire, and now he was having more doubts than he liked to contemplate. He loved the daylight, but being a vampire meant he’d be confined to the darkness where it was dull and lifeless.

Unease hit him square in the gut. He couldn’t stop it and needed to pull the car over to the side of the road. Several cars honked at him for just stopping, but he ignored them. When the wave of unease passed he moved the car back onto the road and put his foot on the gas.

He needed to get home. Something wasn’t right, and the unease kept hitting him.

Thirty minutes later he parked the car and ran up to the house. The moment he opened the door he heard Augustus shouting his name. Slamming the door closed he ran to the kitchen.

The sight that met him stopped him in his tracks. Blood was everywhere. The floor was covered, and so were the walls. Marianna lay in lifeless heap on the floor. Augustus was trying to get her to breathe. There were tears running down Augustus’s face.

“I didn’t mean to. She can’t be dead. I can’t let her die.”

Augustus flashed to Gregory’s side. His vampire friend was covered in blood. Marianna’s blood.

“What happened?”

He went to her side. Gregory ignored the blood as it soaked through his jeans. Thinking about the blood and the danger their woman was in would distract them.

“She needed breakfast and wanted company. We were laughing and joking, and she cut herself on the knife. She wasn’t watching what she was doing. Before I knew what was happening she pushed her finger into my mouth.” Augustus looked like he was reliving the entire horror again. “Her blood was so tasty. I couldn’t stop. I hurt her. My grip ripped her skin, and blood was everywhere. I couldn’t stop. I’m over three hundred years old, and I couldn’t fucking stop. I should have been able to stop. I’m old enough, and I couldn’t. What does that make me?”

Gregory touched the side of her neck. There was no response. There was no pulse. His heart hammered as he looked at Marianna’s pale face.

“I gave her my blood. I don’t know if it was too late. She was still breathing.”

“How do you become a vampire?” Gregory asked. Augustus never told him. He figured the reason the man never told him was because of the risk of Gregory taking matters into his own hands.

“You need to die with my blood in your system, and when you wake up you need to feed from the vampire who gave you the blood before you died.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this?” Gregory asked.

“I was too scared that I wouldn’t be able to stop you. I don’t want this for you or for her. What have I done? I’ve ruined everything.”

“Shut up. You’re a vampire, and you’re crying like a fucking baby. I need to think.”

He held Marianna to him. His thoughts were all over the place. He wasn’t sure what to do.

Staring down at her red hair mattered with blood made it hard. He’d been inside her virgin body less than twenty-four hours ago. Gregory was in love with her. Marianna was his life, and here he was holding her lifeless body.