by Olivia Harp
She nodded, he was probably right. And it had worked well so far, anyway, if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
“Thank you for telling me this. For trusting me.”
“Don’t worry, it’s not like it’s a top secret or anything. But if you tell anyone, I’m sorry but I’ll have to kill you.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
He laughed.
“Of course! Besides, who would believe you?”
He turned off the flashlight, then on, then back off again.
“We’re here,” he said, “now close your eyes.”
He held her from behind, covering her eyes with his hands.
She just laughed, where did he take her? This man is full of surprises.
She loved his green eyes, his temperament. Always so relaxed, so optimistic, nothing really fazes him. I wish I could be like that.
He accepted her completely, didn’t pressure her into anything.
He deserved to know everything.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Okay, open your eyes,” he said as he took his hands from her face.
Grasshoppers played their song all around them in the autumn breeze.
There was no moonlight here, just them. Then she saw a brief point of light, floating in the air. Then another, and another.
All of a sudden, she saw it, thousands of fireflies floating around them, as if he had brought her to his own private galaxy. The points of light stretched far in every direction, immersing them in a pool of moving, bright colors.
It took her a few seconds to take everything in, here, in the silence of the night, away from the noise she was accustomed to back in Rosenberg. She’d seen some in the park, admiring their beauty, but never like this.
She subconsciously breathed in the air, it was like she was part of a fairy tale.
As if nature confided her a secret. As if the forest was showing her something it was proud of. She felt almost nostalgic. This little show, this dance of lights probably occurred every night since the beginning of time, but no one got to see it. No one but them.
She embraced the feeling inside. Freedom. Complete and unadulterated freedom. Every worry gone, forgotten; her life was suddenly important, not just a woman trying to find her way in the world, but really a part of this beautiful, natural choreography. She was happy and sad at the same time; her chest was full of hope, hope that things would turn out fine in the end.
This was nature’s way of proving it.
She felt as if she was in nature’s arms. A soothing mother, comforting her child.
A tear threatened to go down her cheek. She didn’t notice until the breeze grazed it and cooled her eye. She wiped it fast, the peaceful feeling taking her over.
“Thank you,” she softly said.
He squeezed her hand.
“I’ve never shown anyone this. I kept it to myself. I’m glad I could share it with you.”
She held his face and kissed him.
Her heart almost exploded in excitement. This was real. She’d never felt anything like this for anyone before.
He dropped the blanket and held her. Their kiss long and soft. Their lips parting and coming back for more, each time more and more intense.
His tongue grazed her lower lip and she tasted it, it was a delicious dance, their tongues holding and wrestling and swirling each other, going up and down, then receding for a deeper kiss, their lips fused in the lovely embrace. He bit her lower lip, harder this time.
A warm feeling flooded her, she could lose herself in his kiss. She wanted more.
He lifted her in the air with one hand, bringing her up, a bit above him. She couldn’t resist it, she straddled him.
Her kisses were like fire now, uncontrollable. She grabbed his hair and pulled him back and he moaned, kissing and licking and softly biting her neck and chest.
She’d made out before, but never like this.
Every sensation was amplified a thousandfold. She was so wet now, and they were just kissing, I can’t take it, he’s gonna be the end of me, she thought as she rocked her waist against him.
He brought his hand up to her back and undid her bra in a swift, single motion. They looked at each other, their eyes reflecting the tiny points of light all around them, and she raised her hands.
Her thighs dampened as he took her shirt off. She was in the middle of the forest, in a place no one had ever seen but them, kissing this huge, muscled, hot as hell werebear.
He was huge, much taller than her, his strong arms held her warmly, she’d never seen a man like this. He was a warrior from an ancient bloodline, hard and wild, and he was hers tonight.
His hands explored every contour of her chest, then they descended to her legs. They were hot. Hotter than any human's. She was too aroused. The feeling of his hard muscles pressed against her skin. His kiss and her nails on his back.
And now his cock.
She felt it beneath all the layers of clothing.
She wanted it. Rock hard, pressed against her core. She was dripping wet, a smaller girl and a big, muscled man. She wanted him to be inside her, she wanted him to spread her open and enter her. She might be too tight for him, the mere thought sent shivers down her spine. His cock finding its way inside, claiming her as if it was the first time, hurting her a little and then making her want it more and more.
He ripped his shirt and threw it away. He was a god damn Adonis. A sculpture of the perfect man.
She touched his chest, it was on fire. Then his abs, every ridge of his six pack was hers.
He grabbed her by the hair, softly pulling it back, making eye contact, then he took her hand and placed it on his cock.
She held it, hot and thick under his jeans, her own juices soaking her panties. She was breathing deeply. She didn’t need to, but she couldn’t control herself, he made her crazy.
“Do you want this?” he asked,
“Yes,” she replied, “I want you, I want you inside me.”
He pinned her against a tree, kissing her up and down her neck, rubbing his cock against her nub. The feeling of his manhood against her clit almost sent her to orgasm, and she moaned loudly.
“I want you to be mine,” he said.
“I’m yours.”
“I want to come inside you.”
“Yes,” she said, “please.”
She undone the button on his jeans and put her hand inside. His cock was throbbing hot, and fucking big. He moaned loud. She never thought she’d had someone like him. It was scary and incredibly hot at the same time. She jerked it off, precum coming out of it, her palm getting sticky was what fueled her fire to an unthinkable degree. She lowered herself to the ground, kneeling, pulling his pants down with her.
She wanted to taste him. She’d never felt the need to suck someone off before, but she couldn’t control herself now. She put it in her mouth. She wanted to be filled with his manhood, she wanted her tongue to be full of his taste.
“Oh God,” he said, almost losing his balance, Faith’s mouth took his cock as deep as she could, Maverick holding himself up by the tree, “Oh my fucking—” he said as he moaned, louder this time.
She was jerking him off and taking him inside her mouth. Her waist rocking up and down, wanting him inside.
“No,” he said, then pulled her up and turned her around, facing the tree. He held her from behind, kissing her neck, his hands exploring every inch of her body, massaging her curves, and her breasts, going down inside her pants as he bit her earlobe.
Her whole body was on fire now, his finger just barely grazed her clit, drenched in her juices, massaging and opening her slit as it slid back and forth.
He pulled his hand out of her panties and licked his fingers.
“I love your taste,” he said, finally taking off her pants. He lifted her way high, above his head, his tongue finding her crevice, his whole face pushing against her. His tongue worshiping her clit.
Fuck, fuck, I’m sitti
ng on his face, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna—
“I’m gonna come!” she yelled, but he didn’t care.
His tongue licked and kissed and grazed and pressed her clit, moving down to taste her mound then came back and concentrated on her spot.
She was unable to control herself, her thighs trembled and then she couldn’t hold back, she exploded hard, an impossibly intense orgasm, dripping into his face, his tongue taking it all in. Then she felt electrified again.
“Fuck! Fuck!” she screamed and then exploded again, the orgasm taking over her completely, a nuclear explosion in her center. She was no longer here, her mind was gone, it was a never ending, pulsing orgasm, an explosion inside her, every nerve in her body melting. She didn’t realize she was screaming hard until the sensation started to fade.
It couldn’t be possible. It couldn’t. She never thought something like this could be real. She breathed out again. The feeling of air in her lungs making her feel alive.
He lowered her again, a mischievous smile on his face.
She kissed him softly.
“That was the best orgasm in my life,” she confessed, feeling completely vulnerable.
He kissed her again and she felt his cock pressed against her belly.
“But we’re not done yet,” she said.
She laid the blanket on the ground. Kneeling beside Maverick.
“We’re not done?” he asked.
She shook her head, ready for him.
“I want you inside,” she said, “I want you to fuck me, Maverick.”
“Say it again.”
Her juices flowed thicker than ever, she never thought she’d get horny by following a man’s commands.
“I want you to fuck me, Maverick,” she repeated, almost baring her fangs.
This was no soft, sweet sex. This was rough, dirty, and hard. She felt his cockhead pushing against her entrance, but holding there, not going but half and inch inside, then pulling out.
He was teasing her. Her juices covered him as he pushed inside her again, her entrance opening for him, just barely able to contain it, as if she was a virgin.
His thickness slid inside in a deliciously painful movement. It hurt her, but at the same time, her body sent bolts of pleasure. He was making her go insane, as he reached deep inside her.
“Fuck!” she yelled again. Something had taken hold of her, this wasn’t her normal self, this man had made her his own. He could claim her right there and she’d be okay with it. She was a slave to this sensation. To him inside her, in and out, in and out, and then there it was again.
“No,” she cried in delicious agony.
Her body trembled. It was not possible; this man was going to make her come again. She had completely surrendered, she couldn’t resist anymore, she had to ride that sensation or she would die.
He rolled and pulled her up in a flash and before she could realize what was happening, she was riding him, his cock deep inside, her waist pressing hard against him. She had her hands on his hard chest, then pressed against his abs as she pushed herself down harder and harder, his cock rubbing her g spot, then going deeper than ever, filling her completely, her clit crashing again and again against his waist. It was here again. She was going to—
“I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, “Oh gosh, I’m coming.”
She was on the verge of exploding now, she wanted to feel him inside.
“Come inside, come inside me!”
“Faith,” he said as he pulled her hair back with one hand and pressed her waist against him with the other. This was it for her too. He had her.
“Faith!” he yelled, arching high, both of them screaming in pleasure as their orgasm consumed them, his hot sperm exploding inside her.
There was a moment of silence. Of shock.
She fell unto him, his cock still inside her.
They held for a long time, unable to believe what just happened.
Chapter 15
Faith was lost in the soothing feeling of Mav caress on her hair. She loved being out there. The wind rustling through the leaves, crickets playing a melody just for them. She held him tight, she didn’t want the night to end.
“I want to tell you about the man at my house. The man who attacked us,” she said.
He lowered his head, giving her his full attention.
“You knew him, right?”
“He was a hunter. One of the worst ones.”
She fell silent. Everything she went through had led to this moment.
“He’s the kid with the video.” she continued, “His name was Gerard, the woman I told you about was me. He wasn’t a hunter back then, just an ignorant kid, full of hate. I guess he was insecure, poor, and that was his opportunity to show everyone he was worth something. That he mattered.”
“He tried to get me once, back in Alaska. He had a bunch of crosses, garlic, the usual myth bullshit. He was easy to handle. I hurt him. It’s very risky to let someone know about your secret, but he pleaded for his life and I let him go. Years later, he came back.”
Mav clicked his tongue, “ungrateful bastard.”
“He’d done his research this time. About vampires, what they —what we— can do. He’s sick. He knew our ability to make people pay attention to us, to understand our intentions and go along with them.
“It was a promise to him, if people didn’t like him, he’d make them like him. Of course, it doesn’t work like that. You can’t do it with anyone unless they are looking for an excuse to do what you want them to.”
“He was ready this time. He’d been in the military, dishonorably discharged after uploading videos of himself torturing pets and animals to YouTube. Some of them went viral, people out here were outraged and the rest is history.”
She laughed. “It’s funny. He was this evil piece of crap, probably done a lot worse than that, but it’s the videos of puppies that got him.”
“He was trained now. He had nothing to lose. I think he wanted to die, really. When we faced off again he was half drunk.”
She sat up, it had been a few hours since they got here. There were still some fireflies around, but most of them were gone.
“I got confident. I’d beaten him once, I knew him, right? But I was wrong. He’d found something back in the Middle East. Another vampire. He and his squad killed it, but not before a few drops of its blood fell on his lips. That’s when he felt it, what he’d been seeking all his life. Power.”
“He turned into a vampire?”
“No. It was not enough to turn him, besides, you need the vampire’s will to turn you into one of us. It was just a few drops, but it made him faster, stronger... more focused.
“How do you know all this?”
“I saw.”
“You saw? Was this online too—?”
“No silly,” she said turning to Maverick, pecking him on the lips, “He wanted me to know, I think. His mind was open and projecting everything. Death and greed and his own psychotic impulses. I’ve never been so scared in my life.”
“He wanted me to see that he was more than he was before. That he had power and could walk under the sun. He was mocking me, pitying me. I was barely able to escape that time, I had to run away.”
“But he was still looking for you.”
“I saw something else in him that day. Something scarier.”
The forest was silent now, as if it tried to hear was she was about to say.
“He was obsessed with me. He thinks it’s love, but he wanted to possess me completely. Drink me, become a part of what he was.”
“A psychopath.”
“He was not a man anymore, he turned into a different kind of monster. I don’t know what I would have done if you weren’t around. His mind was unraveling. He put all kinds of images in my head. Horrible things, tragedies, but then I saw what he wanted me to see: His victims were all vampires, he kept them alive for months or even years as he slowly took everything from them. That’s why he came for me. He needed mor
e blood.”
Mav sat up and put his arms around her.
“You’re safe now, there’s nothing left to fear.”
She kept looking ahead, his embrace warming her completely in the silent forest. At that moment, nothing mattered but them, the world was miles away, its worries left behind.
Faith turned to him, locking her eyes with his.
“There’s something else,” she said.
His heart started racing. Something in her tone made him anxious.
“What is it?”
Her eyes shuffled away. She cleared her throat, She’s just buying herself some time, even if it’s a few more seconds.
“The night you brought me here, to your base. I drank your blood; I couldn’t stop myself.”
“I understand that—”
“Wait, let me finish,” she said turning again to face him.
“I felt something... something that shouldn’t have happened.”
“Faith just tell me.”
“My heart started beating. Once or twice but it happened, I don’t know why,” she said, controlling her trembling voice, her eyes watering.
She had shed all of her tears by now. She wouldn’t cry again.
“I felt my heart beat again. It was too much to handle.”
He held her tight, “that can’t be bad, right?”
“You don’t understand. I felt alive. Literally. It’s hard for you to understand, but your blood... you, gave me that. It’s not normal. If shifters could somehow do that to vampires, it would be widely known by now. It doesn’t work that way. And now, with everything Enzo said... I just, what the hell is going on?”
“I don’t care what’s going on, as long as you’re here, with me. Whatever comes, we’ll face it together.”
They kissed again. Maverick knew Faith was an apex predator, just like him, but at the same time she was the most sensitive person he knew.
She didn’t need to fake anything. She gave everything she had and didn’t ask for anything in return. She was the best person he’d ever met. Just thinking of her made his heart swell.
He knew he was in trouble now.
Chapter 16
Faith couldn’t rest for most of the day. They’d come back before dawn and stayed together on the rec room until Mav had to leave for work.
