Kym Grosso - Kade's Dark Embrace

Deciding to change the subject, he browsed the dance floor. “So, are you going to offer a vampire a drink or what?” he laughed and then said, “Look, I can do bottled or donor, but I am not looking for extras tonight.”

Since when did his friend not want extra?...as in extra-sexual activities. Tristan was growing tired of trying to figure out what was going on in Kade’s head. “You just traveled a long way. We have plenty of anonymous donors available tonight. If you want to grab the first private room on the right, I will send up a few donors for you and Luca. Is it just the two of you tonight?”

“Yeah, just Luca and me tonight. Thanks, Tris. I appreciate your hospitality. It has been a long day.” Kade nodded to Luca. “Let’s go, Luca.”

Tristan notified his manager to send two donors upstairs immediately. Now that weres and vampires were out in the open, there were plenty of human donors who were willing to come to the club. Either they were interested in sex and the orgasmic bite of the vampires, or they just enjoyed the bite sans the sex.

Management kept a list of volunteer donors as they entered the club, and they were given a buzzer that was worn around their neck or clipped onto their clothing. If it buzzed, the donor would approach the hostess and be directed to a private room. Everything was consensual and safe. Vampires who wanted a donor were vetted out so Eden could ensure the safety of its guests. Draining until death was strictly forbidden. Tristan could not afford for there to be mistakes, so security monitored the rooms to make sure there were no issues upstairs, and donors could opt out at any time.

While vampires were sexual in nature, not all vampires were looking for sex when they ate. Many who came into the club were committed to another person and were only looking for fresh blood. While bottled blood, both synthetic and real, was available, the taste of fresh, warm blood was preferred by most vamps. And even though a vampire could go hunting, the community was trying to get vampires to conform to more civilized ways of procuring food.

Luckily, vampires did not require feeding every day, nor did they require large amounts of blood to sustain their strength. There were humans who sought excitement, who were looking for the vampire experience any day of the week. Eden capitalized on the synergistic relationship between donors and vampires. Similar clubs had started popping up around the city as well. Instead of going for just a coffee, humans could get a coffee and a bite. Orgasm and coffee to go...what more could one ask for?

As Kade relaxed on the sofa, he let his thoughts drift to Sydney. While he initially felt angry seeing Sydney on the dance floor with another man, he could not deny his arousal watching Tristan touch her breasts, wishing it was he who was touching her. His cock was rock hard when Sydney approached him earlier. He tried to hide his arousal by acting pissed. Maybe Sydney didn’t notice, but he was quite sure that Tristan did.

An attractive, bleached-blonde twenty-something, walked into the room and knelt down on her knees next to Kade. She lifted her eyes. “No extras tonight, sir? I promise to make it good for you,” she purred as she rubbed her hand across his thigh and over his hard bulge.

On another night, he would have sucked and fucked blondie high and hard, but not tonight. He was growing tired of meaningless sex with his food. Kade sighed, “No thanks. Just a drink and then I'm out of here.” It had been a long day. Yes, he did want extras, but he wanted them with a certain fiery detective. This donor would quench his thirst for blood, but would do nothing for the erection pressing against his zipper.

Looking disappointed, she laid her bare arm against his chest. He could smell her young, aromatic blood. He put his fingers around the young woman’s wrist and held it to his nose. She moaned in delight when he licked the inside of her arm. His fangs elongated and he bit into her soft, pale flesh. He closed his eyes as he drank the essence of the strange woman. Kade fantasized he was biting Sydney, pretending she was the woman before him writhing in ecstasy on the floor. When he was sated, he licked the wounds so they healed and strained to stand up. Shit. He was harder than ever. Why was he so attracted to that damn woman?

He glanced over to Luca who had just finished fucking his donor up against the wall. As Luca released the girl, his eyes met Kade’s. Luca raised a questioning eyebrow at his boss wondering what was up with him, but Kade just silently watched. They were out of town, and it was customary for them to blow off some steam. Drinking blood and having sex were acceptable within the vampire community especially when neither of them were committed.

Luca was Kade’s right hand man in charge of security operations in New Orleans. Although raised in Australia, Luca returned to his father’s British homeland as an adult, and subsequently, found himself in New Orleans fighting in the War of 1812. Severely wounded during battle, Kade found Luca dying in a field and offered him the choice to be turned into a vampire. Once Luca agreed, Kade drained him of his blood to the point of death, and then, he fed Luca his own lifeblood. After the transformation, Luca swore allegiance to Kade. He worked for Kade, but they were also best friends, comrades in life. He was loyal and forever grateful to Kade. When they traveled, they often fed and fucked, casually enjoying the women donors. Luca eyed Kade wondering what was going on with him. “Hey, I am almost done here. You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Finish up. I’m eager to get back to the brownstone. I have some calls to make. I’ll meet you downstairs.” Kade had to get the fuck out of there. The club smelled of blood, sex, and sweat; but none of it was Sydney’s. He had to see her soon and find out exactly what the little detective had found out at the autopsy.

After Sydney left the club, she drove directly to the station. She was used to working night shift, so even though it was midnight, she had plenty of time to get organized before she met with Ada to get the initial findings from the autopsy. She was lost in thought when Tony slammed a wrapped cheesesteak on the desk. His partner looked like she could use a pick me up. “Hey, Syd, thought you could use some food.”

Sydney licked her lips. “Oh, Tony, you do know exactly what a girl wants.” She ripped the wrapping away, and bit into it letting the onions fall down her chin. “Thanks so, so much, Tony! Mmmm....messy, but soooo good.”

Tony shook his head laughing. She looked like she was coming, not that he knew about that. He would love to have her just once, but he knew that was a line that he probably should not cross. Ever since he'd met Sydney Willows, he'd fought the urge to kiss her senseless and slam his cock into her, but he was pretty sure she didn’t date guys that often, and he was one hundred percent sure she didn’t date fellow cops. No use thinking about what he couldn’t have. Dragging his thoughts back to the case, he pulled out the file on the girl. “Glad you like the sandwich, Syd, but you gotta eat quickly. Billings called an hour ago. She said she’s ready for us to review her initial findings and is expecting us in thirty minutes. Eat up. I gotta stop in and see the captain, then I’ll wait for you over by the elevator, so we can go down together.”

“Sounds good to me. And, Tony...thanks for the steak sandwich. You're a lifesaver. Not sure what I would do without you.” Sydney was miffed after the incident at the club and couldn’t stop thinking about Kade. She was about to get her freak on with Tristan when that damn vampire came in and interrupted things. If he was a detective, she was the queen of England. There was no way on Earth that guy was a rank-and-file detective. He was lying to her, and he was cocky. And shit, he was hotter than hell. Fuck. I have to get my shit together, get the vamp off the case, get some sleep, and then solve this murder. It was turning into the longest night she'd had in weeks.