Chapter 120 - Blood Drink

>>Nena

I grabbed a glass goblet and took it to my room on the second floor while Quincy went to grab cleaner clothes.

I went into my room as my heart beat began to accelerate as I shut the door behind me.

Am I really going to do this? But this is my only chance. He never takes my blood no matter how many times I’ve asked in the past.

I placed the glass on my work desk

He’s never even asked me to bring him a cup either. He always drinks on his own and he’s rarely ever used the emergency blood kept in the freezer. It mostly just goes to waste.

This is now or never.

I looked at the cutter in the mug that stood still along with my other stationary. I gulped.

Now or never.

***

“Quincy?” I looked around for him in the lounge but he wasn’t there. So I knew he must have gone to his room since he had to change. I went to his room and knocked once before entering, “Quincy?” The room was dark so I flipped the lights on and then noticed something.

Quincy was on the bed, his small body was wearing a big clean light grey robe. When I entered the room he opened his eyes and looked at me.

I smiled at him as I walked in. He sat up slowly and I handed him the glass goblet and sat down next to him. The smell of fresh blood is enticing to vampires and Quincy didn’t waste any time before devouring the thing down his throat. A streak of blood even spilled out of his mouth and travelled down his chin to his neck as he drank impatiently. He didn’t even think twice before his action and the thought made me feel a little guilty.

I guess he trusted me a bit too much. He didn’t even think I’d do something like this huh?

The thought, while it made me feel a bit bad, brought me tremendous amount of joy as well. It just proved that I had his trust.

As soon as he finished the drink he looked at me, his eyes glowed red and his body began to grow.

“Where?” He looked a bit shocked. He licked his bloody lips, “This blood?” He licked his lips again as if trying to savour the flavour, “This isn’t the emergency stash.” He seemed a little dazed, like how you feel when you’re a little drunk, “The taste…”

“Oh? There wasn’t any in the freezer.” I said.

“What?” He was taken aback but I wasn’t bothered by that. I was just amused by how his body was growing back to its original size, “Then this?” He looked at the empty glass and frowned.

“Oh?” I moved my face closer to him and smiled, “Would you like more?” As soon as he heard those words he shot his head back at me and his eyes glowed even more in excitement and hunger but that was soon replaced by fear.

When I raised my arm and removed my sleeve to show him the bloody bandages he knew immediately what I had done.

“Nena..." I could see his eyes get red and shine even more when I removed the bandages and showed him the fresh wound, "Your blood..." He gulped and looked at me with lust filled eyes.

His control was vanishing and his self restraint disappearing. The glass he had in his hands dropped to the ground and shattered.

His hand began to twitch and his gaze was glued to my wound and I could feel the intensity in it.

He may be only lusting after my blood and not me but still it made me happy. At least he desired some part of me! He turned his head away and I knew immediately he planned to run away so I grabbed his face and turned him to look back at me.

His jaw was clenched tight and his pupils were shaking in both excitement and fear. He wanted to control himself but his need was taking advantage of him.

“Nena, don’t,” His eyes were wide open and he kept gulping trying to calm himself but both of us knew it wasn’t helping at all.

“It’s alright.” I told him and he shook his head. His body had now fully grown back to its original size of 6 foot 2 inches but he hasn't regained his strength back yet. After all, it was so easy to overpower him right now. I guess he needs a lot more than just a glass to regain what he lost.

Where even was he the past few days? I’m so curious! But at the moment, I’m more invested in him drinking directly from me.

I want this more than anything!

I brought my wrist next to his lips, “It’s fine.” I said once again, “Go on.” The sweet scent of blood was intoxicating him and he could no longer refuse. He grabbed my wrist and sunk his fangs in.

A wave of pain ran through my body as he sucked the blood out. A little while later he licked the place several times, wiping the skin clean and looked back at me with hungry eyes.

I don’t know what he had gone through but whatever it was sure had drained him out a lot.

He pounced on me, causing us both to fall on the bed with me underneath him. He pressed his body closer to mine, his hands slipping on my thighs.

His cold fingers made my body shiver and my skin stand up. When his fangs sunk into my neck it gave me a weird sense of pleasure.

There was pain there, I could feel my blood get sucked away but at the same time there was so much ecstasy that I couldn’t help but enjoy it while my mind swirled around one thing.

Will he finally look at me now that he’s had my blood?

Will I finally be a woman in his eyes??