Loving a Vampire(6)

His friend glared at him but did as he was bid.

Augustus closed the door behind him. Marianna gasped and settled into his arms. She remained asleep. He used the time to himself to look down into her pale face. Her lips were lovely and plump. Augustus couldn’t stop thinking about how good her lips would look wrapped around his cock. The image of the red of her lips against his pale skin taunted him. He thrust the image away and concentrated on making sure she was okay. There was blood along her hair line, and bruising was already starting to form. He didn’t like the look of the discoloured skin on her flesh.

Marianna was pale and pure. Rage rolled over him like a disease threatening to spread.

“I suggest you calm down before you squash and hurt her,” Gregory said, appearing at the top of the steps.

“I thought I told you to get her room ready?” Augustus growled the words even though he knew deep in his heart Gregory spoke the truth. If he didn’t get his rage under control soon he’d hurt the gentle woman in his arms easily.

“First, I’m not your fucking slave. I’m your friend. And second, your blood helps me to speed up my actions. Cleaning or preparing her room doesn’t take long.” Gregory folded his arms. “I take it the men who did this to her are dead?”

“They were low-life scum.” Augustus walked up stairs and handed her over to his friend. “You should carry her. I need to control myself.”

“You’re over three hundred years old, and you still get pissed off like the rest of us.” Gregory took her and walked down toward the woman’s room. He followed behind the human while also listening to Marianna for any other signs of distress.

His kind was graced with excellent hearing, and he was listening for any signs of trauma or internal bleeding. All he heard was the careful beats of her heart.

“You really care about this one, don’t you?” Gregory asked, placing her gently on the bed. She was naked as the bastards had torn at her uniform. “Be careful, Augustus. Your eyes have changed colour.”

He shook his head trying to clear the rage from inside. The sight of her bruised body and torn clothing was making it impossible for him to concentrate.

“Grab a shirt or something to dress her in.”

Gregory did as he asked without arguing. In no time at all they had her dressed in a shirt, and his friend was cleaning the blood from the various cuts over her body and face.

If Augustus got that close to her, he wouldn’t be able to resist her blood. Marianna was pure, and her blood would become an addiction. A first taste wouldn’t be enough to sustain him. He’d need more and always crave more until he killed Marianna with his thirst for her blood.

The thought of killing her filled him with regret.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” Gregory asked.

“A bunch of guys were stalking her down the street she was walking. She was completely oblivious to the dangers surrounding her. Marianna was no match for the three men. They tried to rape her. I stopped it before it got too bad.” He needed to stop talking. If he kept talking about it, he’d lose it.

“She must really mean a lot to you to be getting this reaction from you. Your eyes have changed colour, and your fangs are back. It’s kind of scary. If she wakes up, you’ll freak her out.”

He took on Gregory’s warning. Taking a step back he gave himself time to calm down.

“Do you need my blood?” Gregory asked.

His friend didn’t mind feeding him. Augustus’s relationship with Gregory surprised even him. He’d found the young man many years ago on the brink of death. Augustus’s blood kept him alive. Their friendship meant everything to Augustus. Gregory didn’t seem to mind about the vampire elements inside him.

Augustus shook his head. “No. I need to get out of here before she wakes up,” he said.

“If she wakes up without you here in a strange house with a strange man she’ll freak out. Marianna needs you.”

“Right now she needs to live, and I’m not in control. I’ll be back within the hour.”

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Gregory watched his friend disappear. Augustus looked totally lost in anger and hunger. He’d never seen his vampire friend like this. Turning back to the woman on the bed, Gregory washed the blood from her hair. She was still asleep, which he was thankful for. He couldn’t handle a screaming woman in his hands right now.

She let out a sigh and turned her head away from him. Augustus over the past few weeks kept disappearing at the beginning of the night. When he returned, Augustus would talk about the woman he’d been watching. Marianna was not a mystery to Gregory.