Blood Dripping Fingertips, Meghan Escott [chrome ebook reader .txt] 📗

him. At that moment I decided I would drink fresh blood again.
Josh suddenly jerked under me and stopped sucking. He pulled away and licked his lips and looked up at me. I gripped his hand in mine and he nodded to me. I smiled to him and kissed him long and hard. Everything would work out now and everything could go back to normal.
I woke up the next morning with Josh lying next to me and Sam sitting in the chair next to my bed. I jerked awake when I saw Sam and got out of bed to sit with him. “What do you want? Why are sitting here watching me sleep?” I said in my most irritable and annoying whisper. When I looked up at his face, he was surprised. Evidently, he didn’t know that I was back to normal or what Josh had done for me last night; which means I would have to explain or wake up Josh and ask him to explain to Sam what he did.
“I felt your pain then your pleasure then pain again. I couldn’t ignore it any longer than I did but by the time I got up here I could smell magic and smoke and you two where in here. I stayed to make sure you were al right. What happened here last night? You’re back to your normal self.” He said to me, looking me up and down to check for any damage. My cuts on my legs, arms, back and neck were still there but they were fading. “I’ll tell you exactly what happened – or what I can remember of it – but can I have some blood first?” I said to him. He nodded and got up. “Wait.” He turned around to see what I wanted. “Fresh blood. I want fresh blood from you.” He looked startled by what I had said but sat back down next to me.
He put his wrist out and looked at me expectantly. I bit into his wrist and sucked. His delicious warm blood came into my mouth and I realised what I had been missing out on. I sucked and sucked until I got reminded of why I didn’t drink fresh blood. Sam had to pull my head back off of his wrist to stop me from sucking and he quickly healed the wound on his wrist before I could come back for more. “What’s that mark on your neck? I haven’t seen it before.” He said to me in a hoarse voice.
Now that he wanted to know that I had to explain the whole thing and by the time I had finished Josh was stirring. I got up and sat next to him. “Your blood was delicious babe.” He said when he opened his eyes and saw me staring back at him. I leaned over him and kissed him heavily on his lips. I completely forgot Sam was there and got going with some good action with Josh. He grabbed my arms and pulled me back into bed on top of him. We continued kissing and rolling about on the bed. Josh started kissing down my neck until he got to the place where I had slit my neck to help him. He kissed all along the gleaming red line then back up to my lips. I tried to pull away from him and tell him that Sam was standing in the corner but when I looked round, Sam wasn’t there. He had disappeared.
Thank god for that. I thought while kissing Josh. He probably thought the same. He didn’t want anyone to know what he thought of blood even if the only person who does know is the only other person to have sucked my blood; he still wouldn’t want people to know.
While I was thinking this, Josh’s teeth nipped the inside of my mouth and he began sucking. He clearly enjoyed my blood more than he let on. I was underneath him so I couldn’t pull away from him so all I could do was moan at the pleasure running through me. He was feeling pleasure as well because he moaned at the pleasure.
Eventually when he pulled away, he looked full of colour not the pale person he was minutes ago. I was still under him so he had full control of me and what he did to me. He started kissing me again this time up and down my neck grazing his teeth along my neck, sometimes making little cuts as he did so. He ignored these cuts and continued going up and down my neck on both sides. When he had done this for what seemed hours, he stopped at the base of my neck. His tongue darted out and licked my neck. After two strokes with his tongue he kissed it. He pulled away and kissed me on my cheek. “Sorry for this.” He said in a whisper and before I register his words or think about what they could mean, he bit deep into my neck and started sucking.
I swore loudly at the pain and tried pushing him off me. He wouldn’t budge and every attempt at magic I did, I couldn’t do because I was rapidly losing blood. I was also losing consciousness rapidly. If he wasn’t sucking my blood and kissing me instead, this would have been oddly romantic.
“Josh.” I whispered with my last breath and then I lost consciousness and closed my eyes on the horrifying ordeal.


Chapter Twenty Three

It was all a dream. I told myself. It was all a dream and I would wake up with Josh holding my hand and telling me to calm down, telling me it was all a dream.
But no. When I woke up I was in a hospital with Sam by my bedside. “She’s awake.” He shouted to a nurse as soon as I fluttered open my eyes. A nurse hurried over and checked me over. She asked me some questions but before I could answer them, Sam intervened. “Don’t you think you should let her get some rest? She’s been through enough today without your questions. With the way I found her, I can answer those questions.” I turned to meet Sam’s eyes but my neck gave a stab pain and I yelped. The nurse came back to me and examined my neck. It was bandaged up and that only means only one thing.
The wound is too bad to heal with magic.
I couldn’t remember what happened the morning before so I listened intently when Sam explained to me. “I wondered where you where for your lessons so I went up to your room to find you. I found you, in your room with Josh on top of you. I thought I shouldn’t interrupt when I saw you weren’t moving and Josh’s mouth was on your neck. I went in and got Josh off you. I noticed the cut on your lip and all the cuts on your neck. And then I saw the huge bloody hole in your neck. It was bleeding freely after I got Josh off you and I put pressure on it. I thought you were dead and a couple more minutes and you would have been. I got you down here as quick as possible and stayed until now. I’m sorry.” He looked down at his hands when he said the last bit. It wasn’t his fault; it was my fault for giving him fresh blood not refrigerated blood. I should be sorry for putting Sam through all of this.
There was a knock on the door of my cubical and the nurse went over to it. She opened it a crack to see who it was and then turned to me. “A certain Josh Crawford is here to see you. He would like to ‘talk’” She did quotation marks with her fingers around ‘talk’. I looked at Sam and he gave a slight nod of his head and gripped my hand and squeezed it. I turned to the nurse and nodded to her. She opened the door and Josh came in.
He had bruises and cuts all over him and I could see that Sam had to go to some effort to get him off me. He saw that Sam was with me and winced. He’d hoped to speak to me alone and he would get his opportunity. “Sam. Could you wait outside with the nurse? I will scream if he tries anything.” I said to Sam. He paused for a second then nodded and got up and left the room with the nurse and shut the door behind them. Josh walked over to my bed and sat on it. He reached out to my hand but I pulled it away from him and lifted it to my neck and automatically put it on the bandage to cover the deep hole in my neck that he had made. He sighed and looked up at me.
“I’m so sorry Lucy. For what I did to you I mean. I didn’t mean to. It’s just, your blood. It’s amazing and I just wanted so much of it. I wanted so much of you. I still do. Please, Lucy. Please forgive me; you know what it’s like of all people. You know what blood lust is and I just gave in to it.” He said to me. He leant towards me and tried to grip my hand again. I tried to pull it away but he grabbed it mid-action and put it back down on the bed. “Help me Lucy. You can control it, I can’t. The only thing stopping me from biting you is that I don’t want to hurt you again. I’m in love with you Lucy and I don’t want to hurt you. Please help me.” He stared into my eyes with his pure green eyes, begging forgiveness. When he said the last sentence, he started to cry.
I sighed and squeezed his hand. He looked up at me and squeezed my hand back. I leant forward to him, careful not to move my neck much, and hugged him. He seemed surprised at my gesture but he hugged me back never the less. “I understand what’s happening to you and I can get you help but I don’t want to risk you doing this to me again. We need some time apart and when you’ve sorted yourself out, and then we can talk and see about us again but not at the moment. Concentrate on getting yourself sorted. Chances are you will be in the same class for Blood lust Control. We can help each other.”I said, pulling away from him. He looked at me then nodded. He got up and started to walk away. He turned around two steps away from the bed and came back to me. He gave me a long and hard and meaningful kiss on my lips and then sighed and left.
I rolled over onto my side, away from the chair Sam had sat and listened to the footsteps coming into the room. I heard