Part 15… as usual I'm going where my muses point me to…

Author notes: This is a multi chapter kind of thing... and for the first time I'm trying out the first person view when writing.

Rated R for safety

Disclaimer: If you recognize it then I don't own it. A few of the characters are though, such as Cat, Mia, Maria and Tina. Any resemblance between them and any living, dead or fictional characters is purely coincidental! No copyright infringement intended in any way or form.

Comments are still the only food my muses accept so please...send any comments you have, good or bad.

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*Josef*

Arriving back home, I turn my steps to my office. I can't help but smile as I see my Angela curled up and asleep on my couch. I walk over and squat next to her, gently brushing her hair out her face and smile softly at her as she comes around.

"Josef?" she blinked and then sat up quickly.

"I'm sorry, I dozed off while I was waiting." She smiled and then patted the seat next to her. I moved into it and she leaned close, placing her head on my shoulder.

"Don't worry about it, doll", I say as I wrap my arm around her shoulder and move her onto my lap. She snuggles close like she always does.

"Did you have a good night, Josef?" she asked and nuzzled my neck.

"I did. How about you Angie? What have you been up to?" I slowly moved my fingers up her arm to rest on top of the scars on her neck, the marks of my previous feedings. I smile at the imperceptible hitch in her breath as I touch those sensitive marks on her skin.

"I was working. We had a car accident and some freshie overdraws to take care of tonight, so it was not the busiest of nights but still..." She tilts her head a little to expose her neck for me.

"Enough to keep you busy. Anything that needs my attention?" I ask as I lean in to scent her neck. The smell of her blood rushing just underneath the surface almost enough to make me lose my precious control. My fangs are aching to be buried in that delicious creamy flesh of hers.

"No, the captain had a chat with the vamps of those freshies. I don't think they'll be making that mistake again." Her voice sounded slightly breathless as her hand moved to my chest, taking hold of a suspender as if trying to keep herself steady. My arm encircles her waist to give her support as my other hand move to cup her neck. My fingers entangling themselves with her soft curls.

"Good", I brush my lips along the creamy column of her neck and she sighs softly with pleasure. I can sense her anticipation growing along with my own hunger."You know I always ask... is this ok, Angie?" I hover just above her skin. The air stirs against her skin as I speak and she sighs again with the pleasure of the sensation of cold air against her warm skin.

"And I always say yes, Josef", I can hear the smile in her voice and then the hitch in her breath as I gently graze my fangs over her skin. The hunger growing as I can scent her anticipation of the pleasure to come. When her anticipation peaks, I pierce her skin. The vampire in me delights in her gasp of pain. Her blood hits my tongue and I can't help but purr with the exquisite taste of it. I drink slowly, enjoying every delicious tone of her blood, every subtle nuance of her essence. I hear her moans of pleasure as I feed, as her life nourishes me. All too soon I hear the change in her heart rate that means I have to stop and with a regretful growl I remove my fangs from her and gently lick the wounds closed for her. When I raise my head, I feel the vampire submerge, the fangs retract and my eyes shift back to their natural colour. I pull her close, letting her head rest against my shoulder to give her time to recover.

"Thank you Angie. Now- are you ok?" I ask, as I slowly caress her back.

"Yes, Josef. I feel great." Her voice sounds tired but there's a smile and contentment in it as well. As I hold her, slowly caressing her back as she relaxes, I realize something has changed. Where I would usually relish the pleasure I can bring these extraordinary women who offer their blood to me so willingly, I now find myself wondering how this would look to Cat. Would she be able to see this for what it is? Or would she consider this- me feeding on a willing woman- cheating? And how would I take it if she did?

"You've been busy lately..." Angie' voice break into my thoughts and I look down at her with a raised eyebrow, reverting to my usual charade.

"Did you miss me, doll?" I smile teasingly at her and she smiles back at me.

"We always do, Josef. You know that." She leans her head against my shoulder again. She smiles and her voice drifts off as she slowly slips into a pleasant slumber against me. I sit there for a while, listening to the steady drum of her heart beats while the questions keep swirling around in my head. Knowing I won't find any answers today, I gently lift Angela up in my arms and carry her over to her room. When she's securely tucked into her bed, I make my way up to my private rooms and head over to my freezer to get a couple of hours of frozen oblivion. Goodness knows I'll be needing it to handle another night at Cat's.

To be continued