Love Bite (mxm)(Brothers Book 2)

Chapter 8

Tyler's POV

I was nervous about meeting Damon's friends, but I also knew he wouldn't let any harm come to me. I had heard many stories about vampires and none of them were good. Growing up we were warned that vampires were blood thirsty monsters, but Damon and Nique seemed to be the complete opposite.

"Liebling, do you think your friends will like me?" I asked.

"Cariad, they will love you because you are my beloved. They are not like the vampires that I'm sure you grew up hearing about. They simply want to live their life without the drama."

"So, they're like normal everyday people?"

"Yes, with the exception of needing to drink blood, unless they want to age like everyone else."

"How often do you feed?"

"I feed when necessary and even then it's usually from the blood bank for the simple fact that it can be a sensual act. Now that I've found you, I will never feed from a live person other than you, unless it's absolutely needed."

I thought about it for a minute and didn't want him to be hurt by not feeding, but I wasn't sure about that aspect for myself. It was the main drawback I had found to being a vampire. I was just glad I didn't have an overwhelming desire for blood.

"Shouldn't I have needed to feed already?" I asked.

"I honestly have no clue because I haven't heard about a shifter being turned. I would think you're fine until you begin to thirst for it."

"Alright, if you don't need to feed often, wouldn't it be ok to feed from me when it's required?"

"What if we're both injured? What would we do then?"

"We could drink the blood from the blood bank then wouldn't we?" I asked.

"Well with the blood bank blood there is no guarantee about the age of the donor was when the blood was given, but I believe it would be fine for our needs. I don't want you to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

"What difference does the donor's age make?" I asked.

"Well, their age and health will determine the vitality of the blood. Now this doesn't mean we drink from children, because that's absolutely horrendous. I personally refuse to feed off of someone under eighteen."

"Thank you, Liebling." I wrapped him in my arms and went to kiss him on his cheek, but he turned at the last minute and caused our lips to meet.

I pulled away a little bit as he turned in my arms, but he wrapped his arms behind my neck and drew my face to his. As he claimed my mouth in a kiss, it started off sweet and slow with him nibbling on my lips. He swiped his tongue along the seam and asked for entrance, which I gladly gave. My hands went to his hips and pulled him as close as possible. I took control of the kiss and slid my tongue into his mouth with a purpose.

We were brought out of our lust induced haze by the knocking on the front door. I pulled away and leaned my forehead against his as we tried to calm our breathing.

Whoever was on the other side of the door knocked again and said, "Come on Rhys; I know you're in there. I can smell you."

Damon chuckled and said, "That's Kevin and Ursula. I smell many vampires with them. I think you're right about people sleeping on the floor." He gave me a quick peck before he went to let them in.

"Took your sweet time, Rhys," said a tall, burly man when the door opened.

"Well I'm sorry, but I was busy with my beloved."