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corners of his lips curved up into a smile even as he maintained their pressure on my wrist. One of his hands let go of me, sliding down and closing again around my hard cock. He began stroking me slowly, his hand moving back and forth slowly, and my eyes closed again.
    How does he know to do that ?
    The thought flashed through the pleasure before disappearing into the ecstasy.
    There’s a lot about me you don’t know, Cord.
    He was . . . he was inside my head.
    But the voice . . . it didn’t sound like Jared’s.
    And the thought that had danced in and out of my head came rushing back.
    Whenever you feed from a human, you see into their mind. But when I’d fed from Jared, his mind had been closed to mine.
    That was what was wrong.
    And perhaps that was why the wounds wouldn’t heal.
    Something was wrong with Jared.
    How does he know how to pleasure another man? He’s a straight boy.
    You weren’t so concerned about that when I was fucking your ass, Cord. You didn’t give a shit that I was straight as long as your tight hole was riding my big cock. Isn’t that right? So now you care? I bet if my big thick cock was pounding your tight little ass, you wouldn’t care anymore, right? Why question it? Why not just enjoy the ride, little vampire?
    I forced my eyes open and looked down at him again.
    His eyes were now closed, the sucking becoming even more urgent as I noticed his own erection, a clear drop of liquid glistening at the slit. He was moaning, a deep guttural sound from deep within himself.
    I could hear Jean-Paul’s voice: The conversion doesn’t change the basic core of who you are as a person; becoming a vampire will not make a good person evil, nor an evil person good. Vampiric blood brings with it great power—power that many humans could not handle. Have you heard that power corrupts and that absolute power corrupts absolutely? Many have allowed the new power to corrupt their soul, turn them into something evil—but the seed was there all along. Likewise, I was a lover of men when I was human, with no interest in women. Over the centuries, I have taken women as lovers—but that was more from boredom, a need for something different. And yes, there are male vampires who were repulsed by the thought of loving another male when they were human who, out of ennui or curiosity, have taken male lovers. But the blood itself will not make someone change something so basic as their sexual orientation.
    I bit my lower lip and pushed Jared away from my wrist.
    His eyes opened as he fell backward against the couch.
    They were blue again.
    Had I imagined the whole thing?
    It was possible. The ecstasy—
    I felt dizzy. He had taken too much of my blood; the pleasure had distracted me. I was too drained. I felt weak . . . my mind . . .
    He smiled up at me, my blood smeared all over his lips, his chin, his teeth reddened with it. He tilted his head to one side as he wiped the blood from his chin with his right hand before licking it off. There was something almost predatory in the smile, in his eyes as he kept looking at me. “I want more,” he purred, getting to his feet. His erection slapped against his stomach. He put his left hand on it. “I want more of your blood, Cord.” He took a step toward me. “I want to fuck you some more. I want—”
    I shook my head and took another step backward. The red holes in his neck looked even angrier than before. “You need to rest, Jared,” I managed to say, relieved that somehow my voice didn’t quiver or break. I folded my arms. The wounds in my wrist were closing. I licked the smeared blood from my forearm; when I looked again, my wounds had completely healed.
    So why won’t the holes in Jared’s neck heal? Even now that he has ingested my blood? What the hell is wrong?
    â€œI want—”
    â€œNo,” I cut him off firmly. “You drank my blood, Jared. You