hand； my hand； and Jason's body。 It would work； it had to work； because I could feel Belle Morte rising inside me again； and I wasn't sure I had it in me to chase her back。
I drew my necromancy like a great dark cloud； a storm ready to break； filling the room with the tingling brush of magic。 Nathaniel drew back； whispered； 〃Nimir…Ra。〃
The power pressed like lightning in a bottle； but the bottle was my body； and there was no release without one more thing 。。。 blood。 The last time we'd done overt triumvirate magic I'd asked the boys to give me blood； watched as Jean…Claude had sunk fangs into Richard for the first time； but not today。 Today I needed the blood； I wanted the blood。 I would not share。
I used my free hand to lower Jason's face towards me； but I didn't kiss him。 My mouth moved down the side of his cheek； and I whispered； 〃I need blood； Jason。 Say yes。〃
He'd been holding himself off of me with his arms； but he whispered； 〃Yes；〃 and collapsed his upper body across my breasts； his hand sliding along my stomach as if he meant to do other things。 I could smell the blood just below the surface of his neck； could taste his pulse like candy on my tongue； and I bit him。 I wasn't a vampire。 There were no mind tricks to make it pleasant。 We weren't having sex anymore； there was no distraction； only my teeth tearing his flesh； his blood pouring into my mouth； and the moment the blood poured over me the necromancy flared and I pushed it into that honeyed touch。 She laughed at me； at us； then the laughter stopped； because she felt the push of my power。 I was a necromancer； and she was just another kind of vampire。 My magic didn't differentiate between her and any other corpse。 I shoved her out； cast her back； locked her outside us。 I'd been training in witchcraft this year； so I bound her from us； bound her from harming us in any way； bound her from contacting us through her power。 My last thought to her was； If you want to find out what the fuck is going on； pick up a phone。 Then she was gone。
19
I WAS NAKED again。 It seemed to be a theme that night。 The five of us lay in a heap； breathing hard； bodies tingling； with that rush that magic will leave behind sometimes where you feel both tired and exhilarated at the same time sort of like sex。 Asher and Nathaniel lay on the bed just out of my reach。 My mouth； chin； and neck were covered in Jason's blood。 He lay with his head on my chest； his head turned so I could see the neck wound。 I'd marked Nathaniel and Micah； but there was a piece of meat missing from Jason's neck。 It wasn't a big piece； but it was a missing piece of flesh； nonetheless。
I swallowed hard； taking deep； even breaths。 I would not throw up。 I would not throw up。 I would not throw up。 I was going to throw up。 I pushed everyone off the bed and ran for the bathroom。 I threw up； and the flesh about the size of a fifty…cent piece came up just like it had gone down whole。 There was something about seeing it； about having my worst fears confirmed that brought nausea in a burning wave。 I threw up until I thought my head would explode and I was dry heaving。
There was a knock on the door。 〃Ma petite； may I e in？〃 He hadn't asked if I was alright。 Smart vampire。 I didn't answer him； just stayed kneeling with my head against the cool bathtub edge； wondering if I was going to throw up again or my head would fall off first。 My head hurt worse than my stomach。
I heard the door open。 〃Ma petite？〃
〃I'm here；〃 I said； my voice sounding thick； as if I'd been crying。 I kept my head down。 I didn't want to see him； or anyone。
I saw the edge of the black robe； then more of it as he knelt down in front of me。 〃Is there anything I can get you？〃
A dozen answers flew through my mind； most of them sarcastic； but I settled for； 〃Some aspirin and a toothbrush。〃
〃You could ask me to cut my heart out at this moment； and I might do it。 Instead you ask for aspirin and a toothbrush。〃 He leaned in and laid the gentlest of kisses on the top of my head。 〃I will get what you ask。〃 He stood； and again I heard a drawer opening and closing。
I looked up and watched him move efficiently around the bathroom； setting out a bottle of aspirin and a toothbrush and a choice of toothpastes。 It was absurdly domestic； and the black…furred robe didn't fit the part。 Jean…Claude looked like someone who should have servants； and he did。 But mostly around me he'd always done for himself； and for me。 When I wasn't around he probably had fifty dancing girls waiting on him hand and foot。 But with me； it was often just him。
He brought me the aspirin and a glass of water。 I took them； and there was a moment when I wasn't sure my stomach would keep them down； but it passed。 Jean…Claude helped me stand； and I let him。 It wasn't just that my legs were shaky though they were it was more like all of me was shaky； uncertain。
I started to shiver and couldn't stop。 Jean…Claude held me against his robe in the circle of his arms。 My breast hurt where it rubbed against the cloth。 I pulled back enough to look down at my body。 There was a perfect imprint of Nathaniel's teeth encircling my breast around the areola。 He'd only drawn blood in a few places； but the rest was a deep red…purple。 It was going to be a hell of a bruise if my body didn't heal it first。
Jean…Claude traced his finger across the upper part of the bite mark； and I winced。 〃Why is it things like this never hurt while you're doing them？〃
〃The question is its own answer； ma petite。〃
Strangely； I understood what he meant。 〃It's almost a mirror of what I did to his chest。〃
〃Nathaniel is being cautious； I think。〃
〃What do you mean？〃
〃He did nothing to you that you had not done to him first。〃
〃I thought they were both carried away with the ardeur and Belle Morte。〃
〃The first time you feel the call of her power it is heady stuff。 But the fact Jason did something that he knew you would not allow； and Nathaniel didn't； may mean that Nathaniel has more control of himself than Jason does。〃
〃I would have thought it was the other way around。〃
〃I know；〃 he said； and the way he said it made me look at him。
〃What's that supposed to mean？〃
〃It means； ma petite； that you may know Nathaniel's heart's desire； but I do not think you truly know him。〃
〃He doesn't know himself；〃 I said。
〃In part that is true； but I think he will surprise you。〃
〃Are you hiding something from me？〃
〃About Nathaniel； no。〃
I sighed。 〃You know on another day I'd make you tell me what that cryptic remark meant； but damn it； I want a little fort from someone right now； and I guess you're it。〃
His eyebrows raised。 〃When you ask in so flattering a manner； how can I refuse？〃
〃No games； please； Jean…Claude； please； just hold me。〃
He drew me back into the circle of his arms； and I moved so that the bite mark wasn't hurting； or rather wasn't hurting more than it already did。 It had turned into a throbbing pain； sharp when touched。 It did hurt； but a part of me found that satisfying。 It was a confirmation of what we'd done； a painful souvenir of something that had been amazing。 If my morals hadn't gotten in the way； I could have just marveled at the whole thing。
〃Why am I pleased that Nathaniel marked me？〃 I asked it in a small voice； because I wasn't a hundred percent sure Jean…Claude shouldn't have been jealous about it。
He stroked my hair； as his other arm held me close。 〃I can think of many reasons。〃 His voice vibrated through his chest against my ear； mingling with the sound of his heartbeat。
〃One that makes sense to me would be enough；〃 I said。
〃Ah； one that makes sense to you； now that is a different question。〃
I squeezed my arms around his waist。 〃No games； remember； just tell me。〃
〃It could be that you are truly being his Nimir…Ra。〃 His arm tightened around me。 〃I do feel something different in you； ma petite； some wildness that was not there before。 It does not feel like Richard's beast feels； but it is a difference。 It may simply be that as Nathaniel's Nimir…Ra you want closer contact with him。〃
It made sense。 It was hard to argue with the logic of it； but I wanted to。 〃What could be the other reasons？〃
〃Belle Morte treated you as a vampire of her line。 If through the marks or your necromancy you have some of the powers of a vampire； you may have others。 It could be that leopards will be your animal to call。 I admit that the first is the more likely reason； but the second is also possible。〃
I leaned back enough to see his face。 〃Are you attracted to the wolves？〃 I asked。
〃I find it pleasant to have the wolves around me。 It is forting to touch them like a 。。。 pet； or lover。〃
I wasn't sure how I felt about him using pet and lover in the same sentence； but I let it go。 〃So you want to have sex with the werewolves？〃
〃Do you want to have sex with Nathaniel？〃
〃No 。。。 not exactly。〃
〃But you want to touch him and be touched？〃
I had to think about that for a few seconds。 〃I guess so。〃
〃In a true joining of animal and vampire； there is a desire in both to touch； for one to serve and the other to take care of them。〃
〃Padma； the Master of Beasts； treated his animals like shit。〃
〃One of the many reasons that Padma wi