Visionary Awakened

by Yumoyori Wilson

  "Make sure you tell me when to stop,” he urged.

  "Kay," I whispered, closing my eyes. His fangs sunk into my flesh, making me flinch and I let out a quiet whimper. Christian let go of my right hand, his hand trailing down my body which helped distract me from the initial pain.

  What happened next left me confused as the pain began to shift into something else, something pleasurable as each suck sent a shiver of ecstasy through me. I tried to press my thighs together, already feeling my pussy grow hot and my nipples harden against my bra. Then Christian's hand slipped between my legs and began to tease me, his fingers rubbing along the silk fabric of my underwear, moving up and down.

  Suck, stroke, suck, stroke. The pattern kept going until I felt Christian slow down the consumption of my blood, yet a part of me didn't want him to stop. The exciting pulsating sensations I was feeling with him barely doing anything aside from teasing my entrance amazed me.

  I let out quiet moans and felt myself coming close to an orgasm. I bit my lip. The pain from my previous bites helped prevent me from falling completely into a state of bliss, but that little distraction did nothing but stall my release. Christian tugged the material of my underwear to the side and slid two fingers into me.

  The quick, smooth motion made me explode in bliss. I arched my back and cried out as I came around his fingers.

  "Christian...can't," I begged, the wave of pleasure rocking through me and the sucking action at my neck was getting too much for me. Even with my eyes closed, the world spun and I knew if I let this continue I'd pass out.

  He gave one last suck before he retracted his fangs. I sighed in relief before I opened my weak eyes to meet his gaze, his fingers still inside me. His beautiful purple eyes were back and the level of lust in them turned me on, my pussy clenching around his fingers. Then I leaned up and smashed my lips against his.

  I didn't care that his lips were still tinged with my blood. My mind was in a euphoric haze and now all I wanted was to enjoy his taste.

  He moaned in my mouth, pulling his fingers out of me, even as he deepened the kiss. After several minutes of kissing, we began removing piece after piece of clothing until we were both naked in his bed and his cock was just at my entrance. We finally took a moment to pause, catching our breath as we stared at each other.

  I wondered if my eyes were just as wild as his, and I was curious about all this sudden sexual tension between us and if it was due to him drinking my blood. I didn't know much about vampires, let alone what was truth and what was myth, but I did once read that a vampire's bite could have a strong pleasurable impact on their lover or the person being bitten. Was this what I was experiencing?

  "Scar...are you sure you want to have sex right now?" he asked through heavy pants.

  "Do you?" I countered, unable to really follow what he was getting at. His naked hot body was before me with his long length at my entrance and NOW he was gonna ask if I wanted sex? I figured he was trying to be nice and didn't want to sex me up due to whatever was going on with me or us, but my sense of logic was beyond gone at this point and I just wanted him to stop delaying and fuck me already. Oh man, maybe I'm becoming a sex addict?

  Christian grinned, leaning down to kiss me. "Yes. I want to fuck you fast and hard and when you cum, I'll make you go on your hands and knees so I can fuck you again,” he whispered. I almost forgot to breathe and my heart skipped a beat due to his sexy talk.

  "I just want you to know that I really want to fuck you...though the whole sucking blood thing is just making me want to turn my desires into reality and it's kinda hard to think straight,” he admitted before kissing me again. "And if I say anything else, it may not make sense."

  I lifted my free arm to glide my hand into his now purple locks before I pulled him forward to kiss me firmly on the lips. "Then let's fuck and we can talk about this later," I ordered.

  He shook his head, which looked a little difficult with my hand gripping his hair. "Remind me not to rile you up,” he teased. Before I could reply, his length slid into me in one smooth thrust, making me moan a lot louder than I normally would.

  My body felt like it was on fire, tingling all over the place and feeling extra sensitive. Christian kissed me hard and I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with those beautiful purple-silver locks as we kissed and his hips began to move. Within seconds, he quickly changed our position, his hands on my ass as he lifted me up and moved to sit on the bed, allowing me to ride him as he pressed his back into the purple sheets.

  I bet he was tired from the relief of receiving blood so I moved my hips, riding him at a swift pace that made him drop his head back and moan loudly. "Fuck, Scar! Baby, move those hypnotizing hips for me," Christian groaned. I did just that, moving up and down his cock, while I panted and moaned.

  "Christian. Christian," I repeated over and over, feeling myself get closer to my climax.

  "Scar...shit."

  "Ah!" I cried out when my orgasm rushed through me. Christian cursed and I could feel his release as spurts of his load filled me. I trembled as I tried to catch my breath, feeling dizzy and exhausted all at once.

  Christian quickly sat up and wrapped his arm around me before I could fall to the side. "I got you, Scar,” he whispered and held me in his arms while waiting for me to catch my breath.

  "Fuck…that was intense...and amazing...and you need to explain what just happened," I mumbled. Though I was tired, I still felt unsatisfied even though I'd just came. Christian kissed the place where he'd originally bitten me, making me shudder at the hint of pain from the tender kiss.

  "I'll explain...but first, can we go again?" he whispered.

  "Okay...explanation later...maybe after a nap," I mumbled, feeling a build up of energy at the thought of having another round of sex.

  I leaned back to look at his overall appearance and smiled in relief that my Christian looked much better, almost back to his usual self.

  He noticed my analyzing gaze and pulled me into a hug as he ran his hands through my hair.

  "I'm sorry for worrying you. I'm sorry for keeping the fact I'm a vampire shifter a secret...I...didn't know what you'd think and...was scared you'd dislike me. It's not like I wanted to be one, but it just happened. But I should have trusted you to listen to my past and know that you'd still love me,” he confessed.

  I could hear the vulnerability and pain in his voice and I lifted my head to kiss his neck before I hugged him back.

  "I don't care what any of you guys are. I wouldn't have cared knowing or not. What I DO care about is your life and wellbeing, Christian. I realized that I need all of you in my life and I can't function knowing you're in pain. Don't ever do that again. Don't think you deserve to be punished for something completely out of your control...please?" I choked on the last word, holding him even tighter.

  To think we had passionate hot sex just a few moments ago, and here I was suddenly on the verge of tears with his cock still deep inside me.

  Either way, he needed to know that what he did was NOT okay and I would never allow it to happen again. I'd rather he feed on me than look so close to death like he had earlier.

  "Okay. I promise. I'm sorry, Scar. Don't cry,” he begged. We stayed still for a few moments, both of us calming down and composing ourselves before we pulled back. I gave him a small smile and he did the same before he lowered his gaze to my lips and I felt his cock twitch inside me.

  "Would slow hot sex help make up for my actions?" he whispered.

  I smiled and nodded. "Yes, I think it would."

  That's exactly what we did and I knew after a little nap, Christian would be willing to tell me about his past.

  "You don't need to clean up after me. I'm okay."

  I smirked as I poured us both cups of tea. My smile widened when Christian's arms slid around my waist. My back pressed firmly against his chest and his lips pressed gently on the area where he'd bit me last night. I shivered at his touch, the spot still sensitive with just a hint of pai
n.

  It was five in the morning and we'd both woken up half an hour ago to take a long hot shower, which consisted of a round of amazing, bodies pressed to the glass sex.

  After we were both clean and dressed, I decided some tea would be nice. I did want to go back to sleep soon, but my mind was beyond curious about Christian's past.

  I wanted to know more about how he became a vampire and I was intrigued by the cat named Moko. Christian didn't seem like a person who loved cats, especially with his back and forth battle with Moonlight.

  "You said it takes up to 24 hours before you'll be back at your A game, so I don't mind. Plus, it means I get to stay and spend time with you," I confessed with a smile.

  He rested his head on my opposite shoulder, watching me as I began to put honey in his tea and milk in mine.

  "So...you're not in any pain? From the accident?" Christian whispered.

  I turned my head slightly and kissed his left cheek. "I'm fine. Michael did a really good job, and the healers at the hospital made sure to triple check after Kendrick's request."

  I noticed he didn't look convinced so I moved the mugs to the counter over by the wall, and turned in his hold to face him. I slid my hands up his chest before I wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down for a slow kiss.

  Christian grinned against my lips. He must have understood why I moved our mugs back since he slid his hands to my ass and lifted me up to sit on the counter. We made out for a while, neither of us in a rush like we had been last night.

  I broke the kiss to look into his purple eyes and pressed my forehead against his. "I've missed you," I whispered.

  He gave me a sad smile. "Me too. I'm sorry."

  We shared a look before we both smiled. I turned my body slightly to grab hold of our mugs again, passing Christian his before I picked up mine, staring at the steam that rose up and faded into the air. I enjoyed the scent of Earl Grey tea and took a small sip of the warm liquid.

  "Would you freak out if I said I'm older than I look?" he asked as he placed his mug of tea next to where I sat.

  "Hmmmm. Depends. How old are we talking here?"

  I honestly didn't care, but I was extremely curious now that he’d mentioned it. I knew he was 29, but I had also noticed he was very knowledgeable with certain things that happened in the past. That left me wondering if he really liked history or just collected facts about events that occurred years ago.

  "Hmm, Cece old…well, maybe she's older than me. I'm not really sure,” he mumbled, looking deep in thought for a moment.

  I lifted an eyebrow at him, placing my mug next to his before I crossed my arms. "Cece is apparently 25 for life."

  "I think you should add a zero," Christian replied.

  I gawked at him, blinking a few times before my mind registered his comment. "250 YEARS OLD!" I exclaimed, before covering my mouth. I leaned forward to check on Moonlight, who was sleeping next to the new lamp on the table. He stirred just slightly but stayed in his curled up position. I sighed, leaning back to stare at Christian, who had an amused expression on his face.

  "You're fucking with me," I insisted. I wasn't angry, but I sure as hell was going to be if it turned out he was pulling my leg.

  "I'm dead serious," Christian replied.

  "Wait...so you’re 250 YEARS OLD? What year is that? Oh god, I hate mental math. Where's a paper and pen?" I looked around for supplies to see if I could calculate this on paper. Christian chuckled quietly and placed his hands on my thighs to catch my attention and grinned.

  "Cycle 4,782 was when I was born. I was 19 when I was bitten and changed to a vampire shifter. That was Cycle 4,801. Aspen’s War happened 99 cycles after that in cycle 4900, and he was banished for 50 cycles. I've been assisting with an organization similar to PINC for a long time, but was a part of PINC 10 years ago when it got established with Jaxson and the others, creating Team Seven. I signed up saying I was 19 since it was easier, but the guys know most of my history,” he explained.

  I was silent as I mentally tried to absorb the timeline he'd given me. Well...shit...

  "Hmm. Cece's older than him too. That makes me curious," Serenity hummed.

  "Very curious. I think we should ask for the details," Aurora suggested.

  "Hmm. If it's boring like the history lesson Cece gave last time, then no thanks," Serenity mumbled.

  "If we had marshmallows, it would be more interesting," Aurora suggested.

  I groaned, rolling my eyes. "If you two want marshmallows, just say so," I complained out loud. Christian snickered, walking over to the cupboard. He opened the black cabinets and retrieved a bag of marshmallows.

  I flinched at the loud squeals of Aurora and Serenity in my mind. "MARSHMALLOWS!"

  "I can't believe this. Why do you even have marshmallows? AND we're getting off topic." I grumbled the second half, directing it to my joyful spirits.

  "Awww. Can't we have one?" they asked together.

  Christian took a toothpick from a container on the bottom shelf of the cupboard and opened the bag of marshmallows. He poked one of them through with a toothpick and presented it to me. I grinned, taking it from him and closing my eyes.

  I imagined the flicker of fire toasting the marshmallow just enough to make it slightly brown. I opened my eyes and beamed that my image in my mind had become a reality, the fire coming to my aid to toast the marshmallow just enough to give it the perfect burn before it disappeared.

  "I did it!" I exclaimed before I stuffed the gooey marshmallow in my mouth. Yum.

  "Ah. So good," Serenity and Aurora hummed in delight. Christian shook his head, sealing the bag and putting it back in the cupboard for safe keeping. I'd probably steal the rest of them when he wasn't looking, but at least my spirits were satisfied and would last through story time.

  "Good work," Christian complimented as he walked back to stand in front of me, his hands returning to rest on my thighs. I blushed before giggling nervously. "Sorry. Back to story telling. Serenity and Aurora won't interrupt now," I declared.

  "We'll be here," they both said. I could envision them sitting in my mind, patiently waiting for Christian to explain his past. Christian nodded with a soft expression, and took a calming breath.

  "My home realm was Minato, Realm Five, but I was born on Earthala in London, England. My parents knew a lot about technology and wanted to use their knowledge to help the advancement of cars, and eventually, transport ships. They’re the ones who created the blueprints for the portals that help people cross over to different dimensions. They had made plans for spaceships and other methods of transport meant for longer journeys for those who couldn't handle portal transport," Christian explained.

  I raised my hand to interrupt and he smirked. "Yes, Scar?"

  "A. You don't have an accent. Not like you need one...I just think accents are rather sexy in bed and well...uh, ya. B. Portals and transport ships. Do you mean like the one that Makoto and the others left on? The ship that had been waiting for them on the outskirts where humans can't see?"

  "Yes, those types of ships. Also, if you want me to talk in my accent, I can if it turns you on." He said the words in a thick British accent that made my heart skip a beat and a smile form on my lips. So fucking hot.

  "Uh...before you two get all steamy in the kitchen, can we hear the rest of the story?" Aurora remarked.

  "And maybe breakfast too. The marshmallow made me hungry," Serenity added.

  "Ah, right. I'm not distracted...but yes, use that accent....in bed next time," I mumbled, my cheeks growing red.

  "Alright, Scar," Christian agreed, before going back into story mode.

  "My childhood was really pleasant. My father helped design many of the latest cars we see today and a few of the limited edition ones Junho has now. He had countless books of different car designs for every brand. My mom worked on the artistic designs for each, while partnering with the King and Queen of Heila for future plans for transport ship features and capabilities."

  H
e paused, looking at the entrance to the kitchen. I followed his gaze to see Moonlight up and stretching at the doorway.

  "When I was six, I begged for a cat and after nagging my parents for three years, I finally got one at nine. I named him Moko because I'd heard the name on a commercial and thought it was cute. I did everything with Moko and decided to become a knight at fifteen."

  "A knight? Like..." I asked, already thinking about Mako's men.

  He nodded. "I attended Knightwood in Minato from sixteen to eighteen and returned home right when I turned nineteen. Normally once we're done schooling, we’re assigned to a post to begin our duties as a knight. I was set to work on Heila, but my mom had given birth to my sister when I'd first entered Knightwood and I didn't want to miss any more of her growing up," he explained.

  Sister? I tried to imagine what his sister would be like, let alone the rest of his family. Christian was handsome, so it made me wonder how perfect his family would look.

  "My sister...she was adorable. Cute and full of energy. I'd gotten permission from the King of Heila to stay a few years with my family so I could watch her grow, while my parents continued their duties in helping advance our transport systems across the realms. That of course, ended when Aspen's War occurred." Christian whispered the last sentence.

  "Aspen's War...but you said the war happened almost 100 years later. Wait...how were you turned to begin with?" I questioned.

  "Aspen's War came about due to the building tension between Realm One, Latelia, and the rest of the realms. Shifters were disappearing, not just in one realm, but from everywhere. Family members of those affected would request for police assistance in searching for their loved ones, but there were so many shifters missing it felt like an epidemic," Christian explained.

  "I remember we stayed indoors for a long period of time because our parents were afraid we'd be the next to be kidnapped and taken in for experimentation. Then it was decided that it would be better if shifters lived in specific areas, so it would be easier to track everyone, unlike how scattered we were. That was the biggest mistake the royals made."