“Um, I have something to tell you that's going to freak you out,” he said, looking uncomfortable. “But I promise, we’d never hurt you.”
“Titan, you’re not making any sense!” she exclaimed. She held up her phone. “You have two minutes to explain and then I’m calling for help. I’m not risking Arthur’s life for no reason.”
“Right, well, I guess I might as well feed him to show you,” Titan said, going back to the couch. With almost no effort, Titan picked Arthur up, then sat back down with the smaller man settled in his lap.
It was touching to watch Titan hold Arthur’s mostly limp body in his arms with such tender care. He cupped the back of Arthur’s head and pressed the smaller man’s mouth to the side of his head.
“What are you doing?” she asked, stepping closer. “Arthur needs professional help, not wherever this is.”
“Trust me, please,” Titan said, looking up at her with pleading eyes. Then he rolled his gaze to Arthur. “Drink from me. I know you don't want to, but your flock needs you, and my blood will give you strength against the daylight. Do this before we lose Beatrix. Please, Arthur.”
As Titan said those last words, he pressed Arthur’s mouth hard against the side of his neck.
Beatrix was about to call a halt to whatever strange thing Titan thought he was doing, only to see long fangs emerge from Arthur’s mouth and sink into Titan’s skin.
“Oh my god!” Beatrix exclaimed, frozen in place. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Vampires didn’t really exist, did they?
Titan moaned as Arthur pierced his skin and started sucking.
“Take all you need,” Titan murmured, his face flushing with pleasure. “I’m a big guy, you can’t hurt me.”
“This is insane,” Beatrix whispered, horrified.
No, that was a lie. She wanted to be horrified, but she felt intrigued and confused. The combination of Titan gently cradling Arthur along with his expression of pleasure was uncomfortably arousing.
Beatrix shook her head. “This is wrong.”
“We’re part of a world you don’t know about,” Titan said, his voice a little unsteady as if someone was giving him a hand job under a table. Except it wasn’t something that simple, it was two adult men living out a weird vampire fantasy.
She couldn’t pull her eyes away and was shocked to see color return to Arthur’s body. It wasn’t long before he was able to support his head and pulled away from Titan.
“Thank you,” he whispered, licking his tongue across the two puncture wounds in Titan’s neck. Along with his skin, his eyes were back to normal.
“I hope you do it often,” Titan murmured with a content smile. “Especially after we exchange souls so you can feel how good it is.”
Sitting up, Arthur tried to stand but was shaky and his legs wouldn’t hold him. Titan was quick to grab him and guide him back down.
“Damn it,” Arthur grumbled. “I don’t like being this weak.”
“I’m here to be strong for you,” Titan promised, tucking Arthur close to him.
Jealousy flared at the intimacy between the men. They were her partners too, why were they ignoring her?
Then she remembered that Arthur had bitten Titan and drank his blood.
Right, she shouldn't be jealous of crazy people.
Still, they looked so gorgeous sitting side by side snuggling.
“No, this is insane,” she said, rubbing her hands over her face before facing the two of them. “You guys need professional help.”
“Beatrix, I could put you in thrall and force you to believe us,” Arthur said, his intense eyes almost seeming to glow. “But I don’t want to do that to someone who is meant to be part of my flock. Please, for the sake of our future together, listen to what we have to say with an open mind.”
Before she could respond, Arthur looked at Titan. “Show her your wolf form.”
Titan nodded, gave Arthur a quick kiss on the forehead, then stood up. Beatrix opened her mouth to say something sarcastic when Titan’s form shimmered and shifted. Suddenly there was a massive dark gray wolf where Titan had been.
A scream came out of her mouth instead of biting words.
