“Must be,” he mused making me swoon. Then he opened the door and walked me backwards through it. The next thing I knew I was gripping onto him as I was stepping back into the dark.
“Draven?”
“Not far now sweetheart,” he assured me and he was right. A few more steps was all it took until I felt something solid at my back. I felt him reaching around my waist so that he could open the door behind me. I turned around and let my eyes adjust to the light before I gasped in utter shock.
“Afterlife?!” I said stepping into the room and seeing a familiar sight…Draven’s library. Actually, wehadn’t just walked through a door into Draven’s library but through the massive fireplace that always looked like a door to the gates of Hell. Its two iron statues that stood like sentinels guarding the room were what greeted us and I turned to find Draven grinning at me as I studied the room.
“Is this real?” I asked making him laugh before shaking his head.
“I can assure you, it’s quite real, my dear.”
“So, we are really home?” I asked getting excited by the idea of it. Hearing this Draven gave me a different kind of smile, this time one that was warm and tender. Oh yeah, he liked hearing me saying that.
“Yes sweetheart, we are home.”
“Well, in that case…” I started to say, hopping on one foot as I removed my strappy heels before casting them aside. He raised a questioning brow making him look sexy as hell whilst doing it.
“…time we get a move on,” I said turning around and running for the door. I heard him laughing from afar and when I thought I was putting some distance between us the next thing I heard was directly in my ear.
“Run little white rabbit, for the wolf is on your tail.” I shrieked out in surprise but when I turned he wasn’t there. He was doing what he did best…he was stalking his prey. So, what did I do…? I gave him what he wanted and played the game.
I ran.
I ran back to our room and just as I was rounding the corner, looking behind me to see if he was there, I ended up running straight into the arms of my pursuer.
“Mine,” he growled before grabbing my face and taking my lips in a possessive kiss. I reached down and gathered my skirt up my legs by walking my fingers up the material until it was high enough to serve my purpose. I then hitched one leg up on his thigh, grabbed hold of his shoulders and jumped up at him, so that I could wrap my legs around his waist. His hands left my face and moved to hold my behind, grinding me into his long hard length.
Then I felt him rear back so that he could kick his door in. He stepped us through the splintered wood panels that hung limply from the broken hinges in his haste to get into our room. I finally came up for air long enough to look over his shoulder to see him cast a brief hand behind him to fix the door. However, any other thoughts fled me as I threw my head back giving him even greater access to my neck as he started kissing, sucking, biting along my tender taut flesh.
I felt him putting a knee to the bed before he lowered me down.
“I have dreamed of this moment and thought of little else,” Draven told me, running a hand down from my neck over my corseted dress, down the centre of my heaving breasts.
“To see you in this beautiful dress, looking like the goddess you are, walking down that aisle towards me…I will forever hold that sight with me like the vow you made in giving yourself to me forevermore,” he said using my own words back at me and I closed my eyes, as I let his own sweet words coat my mind in utter comfort. Then I opened my eyes and asked him,
“Make love to me Draven, as I have waited far too long…don’t make me wait any longer,” I whispered up at him and he didn’t need to be asked twice. He kissed me deep before he started moving the kiss down my neck, the cleavage of my breasts and then he ran his hands down my sides, framing my body with his touch. He started to shift further down and I grabbed his hand, to stop him.
“What are you…” he snapped his head up and looked at me with a purple heat in his eyes,
“Your payment and I am taking that which is owed to me…your sweet body’s kiss.” And that was precisely what he did. He shifted down the bed and pushed my skirt up until it gathered around my waist. My white stockings and suspenders were a big hit with him as he started to kiss the thick lace around the top of my thighs before pulling at the straps that connected to the ivory Basque. One he couldn’t see yet.
“As pretty as this is, it is in my way,” he said snapping the fastening underneath and with a snap, I was bared for him. I felt him getting closer and instead of just diving straight in, he took his sweet time, blowing along the seam first, making me shudder against the tickling sensation. Then he ran the back of one knuckle down against my folds and I nearly jerked off the bed at the feel of his first touch.
“So responsive to my touch, it’s as if I am being reunited to the soul I own, one housed in this delicious body of mine…my gift.” I bit my lip at what his words did. Then he dipped his head in further and ran his nose there in place of his finger.
“You smell so good.” Then he suddenly grabbed my legs and spread them as far as they would go. I yelped at his sudden rough treatment and the sweet kiss he bestowed there was the opposite to how his large hands gripped me. At the first feel of his leisurely swipe of his tongue I moaned long and loud.
“You taste so good…so fucking good,” he told me swearing on a growl. And then he’d had enough of teasing me, and went in for the kill and started to try and devour me whole. He sucked in my tight little bundle of nerves and I nearly came undone at that first scrape of his teeth.
“Ahhh!” I moaned, crying out and pressing the back of my head into the bed and arching my back like a bow. Draven allowed me the small movement before then hauling me back to his mouth on a growl. A sound that vibrated through his chest as much as it did through my clit. Then he doubled the pleasure when he inserted a finger. I almost shot off the bed and I wanted to curse him when he started chuckling against my tender wet flesh.
“Fuck me, but I love watching you! I could do this for hours just to see you squirm against my fingers and tongue,” he said and as if proving himself right he added another finger.
“Please…” I pleaded as I could feel it coming but I just needed that extra push, that constant touch and rhythm, I knew he would soon have me coming like a rocket…that was if the bastard stopped teasing me with it.
“Please…mmm I like that word coming from you. All breathy and full of need, full of want but I have something else in mind of what to fill you with,” he told me, pulling his fingers from me and making me cry out at the loss. He crawled back up my body and placed a hand against my forehead before whispering over my lips,
“You will only come when I am seated firmly inside you as I want to feel your release tightening around me and caressing my length as I spill my own release buried inside you, claiming you from deep within.” Then he sucked in his two fingers before placing them by my own lips.
“Open,” he ordered me and I did as he commanded. Then he placed them inside my mouth, for me to suck them clean as he had done. His eyes grew intense at the sight, and sparked a deeper purple.
“Tell me how you like the taste of your arousal dripping from my fingers.” I couldn’t tell him, I could only nod. Thankfully, it was good enough for him but oh my god, his erotic words nearly had me coming already. Unfortunately for me, this also came with an added extra, one I didn’t want. I felt a tingling in my gums and I slammed my mouth shut, hoping it didn’t mean what I thought it could mean.
Thankfully, he flipped me over so that he could start freeing me from my dress.
“This is one gown I do not wish to ever see ruined, no matter how eager I am to see what beauty hides beneath,” he said pulling at the long corset ties and I could feel it getting looser with every pull.
“Unwrapping my wedding gift brings me great pleasure, my sweet wife,” he whispered against my shoulder blade after he peeled back the first loose part. Then he
continued down until soon the whole dress was being dragged down from my body. Then his hands were back and running down my sides and over the curve of my cheeks.
“Stunning. Utterly stunning, my love,” he told me softly as he looked at my underwear set. But then he wanted to see more.
“No, please, like this…I want you to take me this way,” I told him before he could turn me back over as I knew this way I could at least hide my face in case something was to happen.
“As you wish.” He granted me this as I doubted with my pleading tone he could have denied me anything. Then I felt myself being lifted by the hips and before I had chance to take in a breath, he was thrusting himself inside me.
The second I felt his full length seated there, nestled within my core, I came undone and in more ways than one. He started to move and all it took was a few strokes along my inner nerves in that delicious way, and I was close again. But then he managed to touch my clit with one hand curled around to my front and I was screaming back against him. I started to ride him faster and faster through wave after wave of rippling pleasure. One so powerful it felt as though it was continuing to grow from the base of my spine as it bloomed outwards affecting the rest of my body.
Endorphins exploded and released into my body like someone injecting a drug. I was so lost to them that I hadn’t realised my fangs must have retracted back, so when Draven suddenly flipped me, he wasn’t faced with his new Vampire bride.
“I want to see you…I want to look into your eyes as I make you come again and we find our final release together,” he told me and I arched into his touch as he freed a breast from the cup it was held behind. He pinched and pulled at my nipple and that sweet torturous action sent me into overload. I raised my legs up as far as I could and he quickly got the hint. He grabbed my legs, lifted them up over his shoulders and started hammering into me at such speed I could feel another release on the way.
“Together, we come together!” Draven demanded and in the end, it was only one thing that sent Draven over the edge and that was the answer to one question…
“Tell me who you belong to…say it!” he snarled in his demonic voice and I just had enough time to shout my answer before I came undone again around him, quickly milking him of his seed,
“I’m yours! I’M YOURS!” I screamed louder and he threw his head back and roared up to the ceiling as he came deep inside me. And that’s when my theory of showing my vampire side went completely out the window. As, no matter how strong my orgasm hit me, what followed this time was my fangs. I quickly grabbed a pillow and covered my face before he could see me.
“Keira, what are you doing?” He chuckled thinking it was done from embarrassment but before long he realised that it wasn’t as he could hear me sobbing.
“Keira?! What’s wrong, did I hurt you?” he asked and I shook the pillow telling him no. He slowly withdrew his still hard length from me and when he tried to take the pillow from my face I only held on tighter and shouted a muffled,
“NO! Dothn’t look ath me!”
“Keira what is it, speak to me!” It was obvious he was getting worried as his voice had taken a more serious tone. And I knew, I just knew there was no getting away from it this time. So, I started crying harder, knowing he would just hate me for what I had done and all I wanted was to give him this perfect moment…
“I…I…I hath ruined ethery thhhing!” I told him through my lisp.
“Keira, your voice…what, what’s happened?” I decided it was now or never. It was time to come clean and tell him the truth, or more like show him.
“I’m ssso ssso sssorry.” I told him and then…
I moved the pillow.
Chapter 44
Running from the Dangerous Truth
The utter horror on his face had me releasing another heart wrenching sob, one that felt as though it was being ripped out of me.
“I’m ssso ssso sssorry, I didntth mean for thhhisss tho happen, iths all my fthault!” I shouted covering my face and crying so hard I was finding it hard to breathe. Then, after a few short moments, I felt a pair of hands on mine trying to pull them from hiding my face.
“No! D…d…dothn’t look ath me! I’m a monttthser!” I shouted trying to fight him but he was much stronger than I was. He pulled my hands away and then lifted my chin up. I closed my eyes as tight as I could and winced, waiting for his harsh words.
“Look at me,” he demanded softly and it was the tender tone of his voice that had me doing as he asked. I was expecting to see such pain, such disappointment but I was granted with nothing but concern. He looked into my eyes, that I knew had also changed, then he raised a hand to my cheek as he touched the black veins that no doubt framed them.
“Why don’t you tell me how this happened, sweetheart.” His tender voice had me shuddering again as I tried to hold back another sob.
“Yourth not… athgry wwwithh me?” I asked still shaking.
“That depends, did you ask for this to be done to you?” he asked me, trying to keep his tone even and no doubt his temper at bay.
“NO! I certthhertenthly didth not!” I said firmly after first struggling way too much with the word ‘certainly’. Draven couldn’t help but give me a small smile in return as to be honest, it must have been comical to hear.
“Then no, I am not angry with you, however the one who did this to you will most certainly pay,” he said with a demonic promise to his voice, one that was definitely scary.
“No, you can’tht! He sathved my lifffe as ith wasth Laythla’s faulth asth sthhe sthhot me wittth a poithsonths arrwow made by sthome Goddessth of hate or sthomething and well…” he stopped my lisping rant with a hand and said,
“Let’s make this somewhat easier, should we?” he said smirking and then ran a gentle fingertip down one fang, silently making it retract. Then he did the same on the other side.
“Hey, how did you do that?!”
“You are a youngling and although I am not your master, I can still inflict my will on you.”
“Oh…well that will come in handy then when I am nagging you,” I chuckled making him raise an eyebrow at me.
“Indeed, now please continue” he said dryly.
“Okay, so like I was saying, both you and Lucius tried to save me but you couldn’t and I would have died but then Lucius had heard in my dreams about Cronus mocking that I was just a mortal and what could I do, so he thought that turning me was part of the prophecy! So, you helped cut him open so he could reach his heart and give me Lucifer’s blood… so now I am a Vampire and you can’t kill him because that would then kill me, but the good news is I can still be in the sun and eat garlic bread!” I said having to take a deep breath. Draven closed his eyes a moment and pinched the bridge of his nose with his finger and thumb.
“Do I dare ask what else happened whilst you were gone, something else you are no doubt keeping from me?” he asked and yes, now would have been the time to say, oh and congrats, you’re gonna be a daddy, but I didn’t. No, instead I told him,
“Well, there was the small matter of Pertinax kidnapping me but Lucius freed us, but then you needed help in fighting the demonic God, so me and Lucius kind of stepped in and killed him, well he didn’t because he sacrificed himself to save us both, but I kind of brought him back to life…well after I turned all demony and powerful, then I stabbed him with his own spear, Pertinax not Lucius…and he died after that, again Pertinax, not Lucius and then you found out I was your Chosen One and didn’t want to let me go and…” Draven held up his hand again to stop me and I didn’t know if it was possible for his kind to get headaches but if it was, then I would say that one just hit.
“Are you telling me, that in the seventeen days you were back in time, you managed to get yourself put in my harem, nearly killed by another Concubine, then by a younger Sophia, then got yourself kidnapped by a demonic God, before escaping so that you could run towards the danger and kill him when trying to protect me. And then, after all this, get
yourself kidnapped again only to have another attempt made on your life, to then be turned into the first human hybrid Vampire…all in seventeen, fucking days?!” Okay, so yeah, he was mad and well, put like that then who could blame him. I mean jeez, was I a liability or what? To be honest it was a bloody miracle I was still breathing!
“Yes, that is what I am saying, so please don’t shout,” I asked him in a soft voice trying to calm him down. He closed his eyes again, stood up and zipped up his pants.
“Where are you going?” I asked thinking this was it, he was going to leave me. I sat up ready to throw myself at his mercy and beg him to stay, when he surprised me. He placed a fist either side of my hips, leant down to command my personal space and said,
“I am going to go into the bathroom, get a wet cloth, come back to take care of my wife, as from now on, that is how it is to remain…do I make myself understood?” His stern voice had me nodding silently and biting my lip. He then pushed off the bed and walked to the bathroom where my voice stopped him.
“Please, please don’t hate me, Dominic,” I asked him with a voice that barely made it above a whisper. I watched as his shoulders slumped and he took a deep breath before storming back over to me. He then caged me in and forced me back onto the bed.
“Do you really think for one minute that I could hate the woman who has done nothing in this life but sacrifice herself for the safety and love of others? Do you really think I could hate one of the most selfless beings on the planet all because she sneaks off to another world in an attempt to try and save the world she comes from?!” I was about to speak but he snapped,
“I have not finished!” The tone of his voice may have sounded angry and on the edge, but the hand that gently caressed my cheek and hair, was anything but.
“And do you really think that I could hate the woman that has shown more bravery than anyone I have ever known, just so she can face impossible odds in hopes of saving my own life or find herself die trying?” I bit my lip and felt the hot tears roll down my cheeks at the intensity of it all.
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