Putting his hand to his chest, he rubbed his cross through his scrubs and had a sudden urge to go to church -
At first, all he noticed was the shadows getting stronger on the wall across the way. And then he thought maybe someone had turned the overhead lights up.
Finally, he realized that the illumination was coming out of Glory's stall.
What ... the ...
Skidding around, he recoiled ... and then had to catch his balance.
Payne was on her knees in the fluffy sawdust, her hands on his horse's forelegs, her eyes closed, her brows tight.
And her body glowing with a fierce and beautiful light.
Above her, Glory was stock-still, but her coat was twitching and her eyes were rolling back in her head. Little chuffing whinnies rolled up her long neck and came out her flaring nostrils ... as if she were overcome by a feeling of relief, an easing of pain.
Those injured front legs of hers were softly aglow.
Manny didn't move, didn't breathe, didn't blink. He just held his cross even harder ... and prayed that no one would interrupt this.
He wasn't sure how long the three of them stayed as they were, but eventually, it became obvious Payne was straining from the effort: Her body began to vibrate and she started to breathe unevenly.
Manny broke into the stall and pulled her free from Glory, holding her lax body against his, and moving her out of the way in case the horse spooked or did something unpredictable.
"Payne?" Oh, God -
Her eyes fluttered. "Did I ... aid her?"
Manny stroked her hair back as he looked at his filly. Glory was standing in place, lifting one front hoof and then the other and then going back to the first as if she were trying to figure out what had caused the abrupt comfort. Then she shook herself ... and went over to nip at the hay that she hadn't touched.
As that wonderful sound of a muzzle tip working at dry grass filled the silence, he looked back down at Payne. "You did," he said hoarsely. "I think you did."
Her eyes seemed to struggle to focus. "I wished not for you to lose her."
Overcome by a gratitude he didn't have enough words for, Manny curled her up closer to his heart and held her for a moment. He wanted to stay like that for so much longer, but she wasn't looking well, and Christ knew who else may have noticed the light show. He had to get them out of here.
"Let's go to my place," he said. "So you can have a lie-down."
When she nodded, he swung her into his arms, and damn if she didn't feel perfect. As he shut the stall behind them, he glanced over at Glory. The horse was woofing back the hay like the stuff was going out of style.
Holy shit ... had it really worked?
"I'll be back tomorrow," he said to her, before he strode away, buoyed by an incandescent hope.
Down at the security guard's station, he smiled as he shrugged at the guy. "Someone's been pulling double shifts at the hospital. She's wiped."
The man rose from his seat as if Payne's mere presence, even if she were out cold, was enough to get his attention. "Better get her home. You have to take care of a woman like that."
Too right. "That's just where I'm headed."
Moving quickly, he went out to reception and then waited for the buzz to sound so that he could push the final doors open. With any luck, the head vet hadn't seen a thing -
"Thank you, Jesus," Manny muttered, as he got his cue and shoved with his hip.
He wasted no time going over to the car, although getting out his keys while keeping Payne off the ground was a scramble. So was opening her door. But then he put her in the passenger seat, all the while wondering if she was ill. Shit, he had no way of getting into contact with anyone from her world.
Going around and sitting behind the wheel, he thought, Fuck it, he was just going to drive her back to the vampires -
"May I ask something of you?" she said in a slurred way.
"Anything - what do you - "
"May I take your vein for a moment? I find myself ... curiously depleted."
Okay, right. Talk about your Johnny-on-the-spots: He locked them in and all but tore off his arm and threw it at her.
Her soft lips found the inside of his wrist, but her bite was not swift, as if she were having trouble summoning the energy. Still, she got the job done and he jumped, the sharp pain nailing him in the heart and making him a little light-headed. Or ... maybe that was a function of the sudden, overwhelming arousal that shot not just through his balls and into his cock, but raced around his entire body.
On a groan, his hips rolled in the Porsche's seat and he let his head fall back. God, this felt good ... the sucking rhythm she fell into might as well have been on his erection - and even though it should have hurt, the pull and swallow registered only as pleasure, a stinging, sweet pleasure that he was damned certain he would die for.
He fell into a blissful state; it felt like centuries that they were linked with her fangs in his flesh. Time had no meaning, and neither did the reality that they were in a parking lot in a car with clear windows.
Fuck the world.
It was only him and her together.
And that was before her diamond eyes opened and looked up at him, locking not on his face but his neck.
Vampire ... he thought. Beautiful vampire.
Mine.
As that thought coalesced in his mind, he acted on autopilot, shifting his head to the side, offering his jugular to her -
He didn't have to ask twice. In a great surge, Payne sprang up, all but launching her whole body onto him, her hand shoving into his hair and tightening on his nape. As she held him in her grip, he was utterly immobilized, hers for the taking ... prey for her predator. And now that she had him, she moved slowly, her fangs dropping to his skin and dragging up the column of his throat, making him stiffen in anticipation of the puncturing and the sucking....
"Fuck!" he barked when she bit him. "Oh ... yeah ..."
His hands grabbed onto her shoulders, pulling her even closer. "Take it all ... take - Oh God ...oh, shit - "
Something stroked his cock. And given that he knew exactly where his palms were, it had to be her. Shifting around, going straightup greedy, he gave her as much space to move as he could ... and move she did, up and down against his straining erection, his hips helping her, countering the strokes.
His breath was loud in the inside of the car as he panted, and so were his moans: It didn't take long at all until his balls went numb and the tip of his c**k tightened up against the mounting pressure.
"I'm going to come," he groaned. "You'd better stop if you don't want me to - "
At that, she popped the bow on the scrubs and burrowed inside -
Manny saw motherfucking stars. The instant her skin was against his, he orgasmed like he'd never had one before, his head jacking back hard, his hands digging into her shoulders, his hips bucking like crazy. And she didn't stop the drinking or the pumping - so just as it had been before, he kept it up with the releasing, the pleasure ramping higher with every spasm through his erection.
It ended way too soon.
Then again, they could have kept at it for a decade and he would have remained starved for more.
When Payne pulled out of him, she eased back and licked her way around the sharp points of her fangs, her tongue pink against the white. Man ... that gorgeous glow was back underneath her skin, making her seem like a dream.
Oh, wait, she was one, wasn't she.
"Your blood is strong," she said in a husky way as she bent to him again and licked her way up his throat. "So very strong."
"Is it?" he mumbled. And then he wasn't sure whether he'd even spoken. Maybe he'd just thought the words.
"I can feel the power coursing through me."
Man, he'd never been into the SUVs before - the damn things were too clunky and drove like boulders falling down a mountainside - but what he wouldn't have given for a backseat that you could fit more than a set of golf clubs in. He wanted to lay her out and -
"I want more of you," Payne murmured as she nuzzled him.
Well, he was still hard as stone even though he'd -
"I want you in my mouth."
Manny's head kicked back and he groaned as his c**k twitched like it was taking a jog down there. But as much as he wanted her, he wasn't sure she knew what she was in for. Even the thought of her lips on his -
Payne's head went down into his lap before he could find the breath to speak, and there was no preamble; she sucked him right down, pulling him in and holding him in her wet, warm mouth.
"Fuck! Payne!"