"How do I drink from the bag?" she asked as he gestured for her to get on the mattress.
He ran his eyes over her na**d wet body and cursed himself for not wrapping her in a towel first, but that would have ruined the image that he was trying to create. Having her na**d was for the best, he decided as he hooked his thumbs in his wet boxer briefs and shoved them down, glad that he was no longer sporting an erection, well not much of one anyway.
Danni's eyes widened as his free foot stepped out of the underwear. She scooted back on the mattress, her eyes landed on his crotch and widened impossibly further. Of course, the damn thing decided that it liked the attention and decided to say hello.
"You can't drink from a bag, Danni, because it will give us away. You're new and there's no way you'd be able to pull the bag away fast enough to cover the evidence of what you did if someone came walking through that door," he explained as he moved to kneel on the bed, deciding that it would be best for everyone if he pretended that his c**k wasn't hardening and reaching out for her.
It was a little unnerving that his body was reacting to Danni this way. He'd known her since she was a little girl and until recently it had been difficult for him to think of her as anything but the little girl that used to hug his leg, giggling as he walked her to school. Judging by the way his body reacted to her, it damn well knew she wasn't that little girl anymore, but he forced himself to ignore the hunger she was stirring in him. They had a lot more important things to worry about at the moment other than how badly he wanted to bury himself in her body. That thought made him inwardly cringe. His body might be on board and his mind was getting there, but it was still very strange for him to be thinking about her like this.
"What are you suggesting?" she asked, eying him warily as he reached out and grabbed her ankles. With a slight tug and a rather impressive stream of curses from her, he had her on her back and glaring up at him.
"You're going to have to feed from me and we're going to have to make this look like we're ha**ng s*x to cover it," he explained casually as he moved to hover over her only to find himself shoved back by a well placed foot on his chest.
"We are not having sex!" she hissed quietly.
He nearly rolled his eyes at that. "I said look like, Danni. You really need to pay attention," he explained rather patiently, he thought as he grabbed her ankle and moved her foot away from his chest. "It's the only thing that I can think of to cover up what you'll really be doing."
"Look," she said, nervously licking her lips as her eyes shot desperately to the cooler, "we really don't need to do this. As soon as I hear someone coming I'll pull the bag away and look the other way until I feel my face go back to normal."
She was nervous. His little Danni was finally afraid of something, he realized with a shit eating grin that he didn't even bother to hide. When she spotted his grin and scowled in his direction he couldn't help but chuckle.
"What's so funny?" she demanded as she tried to move away from him, but he grabbed her foot and gave it a good yank that had her falling on her back before he pulled her closer and once again moved over her.
"I just never thought that I'd see the day when Danni Jorgenson would be scared," he said, loving the scent she gave off when she was angry.
"I'm not afraid," she bit out between clenched teeth even as she sent a hopeful look in the direction of the cooler.
"Really? Then what's the problem?" he asked, carefully lowering himself on her and mindful of the damn erection that wouldn't go away. It was something he could ignore. He'd learned long ago how to ignore his body. It was the only way he could survive f**ked up situations and keep his mind intact. It had certainly come in handy a time or two, now being one of those times.
His mind barely registered how good her wet warm body felt beneath his as he positioned himself on his elbows above her and moved his head to the right to block the view of anyone who entered the room. He held himself perfectly still as he waited for her to feed. After a few minutes it became more than obvious that she wasn't going to feed so of course he goaded her into doing it.
"It's okay that you're scared, Danni," he said in a patronizing tone.
"I'm not scared," she bit out tightly, but he simply ignored her and continued.
"No, I'm sure that you're not," he said in that same tone he knew would just piss her off. "You're probably afraid of drinking blood or not doing it right. Not that I blame you. It does take some getting used to and you always were a slow learner. Maybe I should just prick my finger and let you feed like a-holy shit!" he ground out as she struck.
He sure as hell hadn't been ready for that, he thought as he gasped at the initial pain. She had a hell of a bite, he thought as she mumbled something against his neck.
"What was that?" he asked, shifting his weight on his elbows as she suckled at his neck. She mumbled it again, but didn't bother pulling away. The little moan she released against his neck had him chuckling. "That good?"
"Mmmhmmm," she mumbled.
"Slow down just a little bit, but keep feeding until you're full," he said, ignoring just how good it felt to have her at his neck.
The only problem he seemed to be having at the moment was his c**k hardening even more. Normally he was able to control how his body reacted in every situation. It was something he forced himself to learn so that he would never put himself into another situation where he found himself helpless. It was the same reason he had the tip of his c**k pierced.
It was a constant reminder of what could happen if he didn't ignore his body. There had been plenty of women that turned him on over the years, he was a man after all, but he'd never lost control of his body with any of them. He always remained calm until he decided that his body needed release and then it was always on his terms.
When it was time to f**k he allowed his body to harden otherwise he ignored it. He wished he could ignore it now. She shouldn't be affecting him like this. It didn't matter that she was beautiful, sexy, or how much he wanted to lick and suck her large cotton candy colored ni**les into his mouth as he caressed her large teardrop shaped br**sts in his hands. It mattered even less that he wanted the mouth at his neck on his cock, sucking just as hard. His body should not be responding to her like this.
Her murmured groan of pleasure caught his attention. The smell of lust rolling off her body had him grinding his teeth together as he fought for control. This was Danni, little Danni and he shouldn't think of her this way, he reminded himself as her hard ni**les brushed up against his chest. His c**k twitched as it made contact with something incredibly soft, hot and wet and had his fangs shooting through his gums.