I gaped at her. “You want to watch me with another woman?”
She scowled. “What? No.” Her emphatic response left me frowning.
“Then what, Ella?”
“Bite me,” she said. “I want to know how it feels and all that. And also to, uh, see how you do it. Well, to understand it. Like, do the teeth sharpen?” Her eyes widened a little. “Do you have fangs?”
I chuckled, despite the weight pressing down on my chest. “No, El. No fangs.”
Her relieved expression only increased my amusement. “Well, that’s good, then. So you’ll show me?” She arched her neck to indicate what she meant, her nose scrunching. “Just don’t take too much.”
“Yeah, that’s not happening.”
Her brow furrowed. “Why not?”
“Because it’s not happening.” And I wouldn’t feed on someone else in front of her either. “Let’s just watch Kols.” It appeared he was close to seducing his little brunette into a cove, where he would kiss her deeply, move to her neck, and nibble. She’d liken the whole experience to receiving a hickey—one that may or may not result in an orgasm. It depended on her intensity levels pre-bite.
“I don’t want to watch Kols,” Ella snapped. “I want you to bite me.”
“No.” And I refuse to discuss it further. “Focus on—” I caught her wrist as she started to walk away. “Where the hell are you going?”
She yanked out of my hold and continued moving without a word.
I glanced upward and prayed for patience before stalking after her. I found her outside of the club on the sidewalk, walking in the general direction of the portal we’d arrived through. “Isabella,” I said, trying again to grab her. But she moved out of my reach and spun around to thrust her finger against my chest.
“Don’t you ‘Isabella’ me, Trayton Nacht. If you’re not going to show me what to do, then I’m just going home.”
I folded my arms. “Yeah? How? You don’t even know the code or how to activate the lift.”
She narrowed her gaze. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”
“Wow, we’re back to square one already?” I feigned shock. “Here I thought it’d be at least another hour before you picked a pointless fight with me.”
Her hand lifted, but I caught her wrist before her palm could connect with my face. I walked her backward into the alley, pressing her up against the wall. My powers triggered, igniting a cloak of sorts to hide our quarrel from anyone passing by. A natural response that I’d used countless times to disguise my feedings, but I had no intention of biting Ella right now.
No, I wanted to fucking throttle her.
“Were you just about to hit me?” I demanded.
“You’re being a dick.” She tried to extract herself.
I pinned her thighs with my own and caged her smaller body between my arms. “Stop, Isabella.”
“You stop, Trayton,” she retorted, her blue eyes glimmering with fury and restrained power as she glowered up at me. “If you want Kols to teach me about biting so bad, then I’ll ask him to show me. But I want a real demonstration, not just to watch from the kid’s corner.”
“Did you just suggest you want my brother to bite you?” Flames erupted on my fingertips with the words. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
“No, but you clearly have! What was the point of bringing me here if you weren’t going to actually teach me anything?”
“I was teaching you until you
stomped off like a little princess throwing a tantrum.”
She gasped. “Fuck you, Tray.”
Jesus! “What the hell is wrong with you? I haven’t done anything wrong.”
“You’re being an obstinate jerk and not explaining anything to me.”