Must Read: My Dark Angel ( Gay Story)… Last Part. Part 41

Santiago lowered his head, when he raised it again his fangs had dropped. I could guess what he wanted.
“This is a dream though isn’t it? I can’t give you my blood.”
“Not you, the blood bags, the are my own blood, disconnect the IV’s and place the bags to my lips.”
I did as he directed and he hungrily drank from the first blood bag, a low moan in his throat.
He drained it dry and I placed the second bag to his lips. I turned my gaze quickly away however when the secondary effect of his feeding kicked in. All of the blood I was feeding him, rushed to a now growing part of his body. Vampires associated feeding with S£x, so as you can guess he wanted something other than blood now.
His eyes roamed over me with both hunger and lust.
“You should leave now.” Santiago said, his voice now with more strength.
“But can’t I help you escape?” I asked moving my hands to the manacles securing him.
“It is too risky, if you die in your astral body you die in your corporeal, I cannot risk that. If you die it would break Louis’ heart.” Santiago said quietly a weak smile on his lips.
“What should I tell them?” I asked placing a hand on his arm.
“Tell them to be careful, and tell them this, inform Zachariah that I am safe.”
“Zachariah?”
“My maker, the Vampire King of Europe, now go before they return.”
“They?” I asked.
“The hunters, now go!” he said shaking his manacles.
I heard a door somewhere near me open and I gritted my teeth and pinched my arm.
I faded slowly leaving me with a last image of Santiago smiling weakly in my direction.
My eyes shot open and I jolted forward on the bed. Louis’ arms were wrapped around my waist and tugged me back against his chest.
“Hmm someone’s awake.” he murmured, pressing his lips against my ear.
“No time, the hunters have Santiago.” I said tugging at his arms.
I felt him go tense and his arms wrapped more firmly around his waist. His lips coasted down the nape of my neck and he pulled me further against his chest.
“You should be careful using your powers, if left unchecked they could prove dangerous. I am not willing to risk you.” He said, his hands roaming over my chest.
“We don’t have time, he needs help.” I said again tugging at his hands.
“It is an hour until sundown, Marcus and I will require darkness for our powers to be at their height. So until then we have one hour to kill.” He said sighing against the skin of my neck.
His arms slipped from around my waist, he got up too quickly and got two towels from a chest of drawers. He moved towards the bed and tugged me up onto my feet before leading me out of his bedroom.
He led me into the spacious bathroom with its large circular bath, easily big enough for 6 people. My eyes darted to the shower and I grinned at the memory of it. I watched him drop the towels next to the bath, watching the tantalizing way his arse moved. He moved towards the bath and set the taps running, tested the water then turned back to me.
I walked forward and clambered into the bathtub, Louis joined me and I leaned in against him. In the water he felt warm, everything did. I sighed and relaxed as the water warmed my body. Louis hand reached out and he tenderly stroked my hair.
“You need to talk.” he said expectantly.
“About what?” I asked.
“Your father.” he said delicately trailing his fingers along my spine.
“She didn’t tell me Louis, for 18 years I thought he was dead.” I said against his shoulder.
“I’m betting she had her reasons, you are too powerful love.” He said enigmatically.
“And what is wrong with that?” I said snuggling against his side.
“It all began centuries ago in around 1012. Back then witches were pure blooded, that meant that both of their parents were witches,” Louis said before continuing.
“Some however used their increased power to control the dead. Necromancy in its most powerful form can control even vampires. The witches decided that the blood should be diluted. So all witches were and currently are forced to only wed mortals or other supernaturals aside from witches.” Louis said soothingly.
“Then I’m a full blood I take it?”
Louis nodded and wrapped his arms more tightly around me
“And what does that mean I can do?” I asked.
“Well it means that you can influence vampires to do your will, that one you have already demonstrated.” Louis said.
“When?” I asked searching my memory.
“That first morning you used your magic, you influenced me.” He replied.
“So what will happen to me as a full blood?” I asked running a hand over his abs.
“You are going to be very interesting to many people, they may want your power for their own ends.”