“No one drinks from you but me. No one touches you put me. And no one fucks you but me.” He spoke seriously.
“But..”
“No, don’t speak. You are mine and there’s nothing you can do about it. You will never be able to out run me or hide from me, I know where you go and I know who your friends are. I’ve followed you for a long time, Cat. “
I sat there not knowing what to do.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I wanted you the moment I laid my eyes on you and I usually get what I want.” He explained.
He stood up and leaned into my ear. His cool breath sending a shiver down my spine.
“I’ll take you soon and you’ll love it, I promise.” He whispered.
He exited the room and left me there stunned. I crawled up to the head of the bed and laid my head on the soft pillows and closed my eyes. I hadn’t realized how drained I felt and drifted off.
I awoke sometimes. I didn’t know what time it was. I stretched my sore muscles and slowly sat up. I was in the room by myself.
I opened the door and made my way downstairs. As I entered the kitchen I smelled food cooking. He stood over the stove frying something in a pan as I sat down at the bar.
“About time you wake up.” He said plainly, setting a plate of food in front of me.
“Eat up, you need your strength.”
I did as he said and devoured the eggs and bacon.
“Thanks.” I said.
He starred at me for a moment and I thought I saw a smile creep up the corners of his mouth.
“What?” I blushed.
“Nothing. Come on.” He said.
He started for the stairs and I followed. We were in the bedroom again. I secretly feared he was about to…take me, as he put it last night.
He sat on the couch and lit a cigarette.
“You can take a shower if you want.” He offered.
I nodded and went into the bathroom. As soon as I shut the door he opened, closing it behind him and locking it. My breath hitched as he starred at me.
“What?”
He grinned and came towards me until my hips were against the sink and his body pressed close to mine. I gulped.
“I want you..” he whipered, trailing kisses down my jaw and neck.
His lips reached the sore spot on my neck and licked it. I felt weak at the knees.
“Please, I can’t.”
“Why not? Afraid?” he smiled against my neck.
“It only hurts badly the first time.”
“No, I can’t. I barely know you.”
He looked at me.
“But you want me.’
His hands were on each side of my face, starring at my lips. My mouth opened but no words came out.
He lightly chuckled, “You do.”
I looked away, blushing.
“Don’t feel ashamed. It’s perfectly normal. We’re sexual creatures. It’s what we do.”
“I barely know you.” I explained, again.
“Well, want do you want to know?” he sighed, knowing I wasn’t going to give in.
He sat on the edge of the tub with his elbows on his knees waiting for my answer.
“Well…how did you become…like this?”
“I was bit by a beautiful girl. My girlfriend.”
“How long ago?”
“A long time ago. I am 110 after all.” He smiled.
“How old were you when it…happened?”
“I was 28.”
I nodded.
“Anything else?”
“Why me?”
He took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his face looking as if he was thinking.
“Because you’re beautiful. You smell amazing. I’ve never smelled anything like it.”
I looked down to the floor.
“Enough about me. Why are you still a virgin?”
“That’s non of your business.”
“It is my business. You belong to me.”
“I don’t belong to you! I’m not an object you can just play with!” I shot back.
His body was firmly pressed against mine with a hand roughly gripping my hair.
“Do I need to refresh your memory?” he questioned, his fangs elongating.
My eyes widen and I vigorously shook my head. I felt one of his cool hands slowly rising up my thigh. My breath quicken. His hand slowly reached the top of my panties and he took a finger and ran it between the thin fabric and my skin. I starred directly in his eyes as his hand went down the front of my panties and one cool finger ran up and down my wet slit.
“Mmmm, so wet.” He breathed.
He shoved a finger inside me and slowly moved it in and out. I repressed a moan as his pace quicken. His thumb went to my clit and I lost it. My arms tightly gripped his shoulders and he pumped his hand even faster.
“Oh my god…” I moaned.
“Hmm, you like that?” he asked.
“Yeah.” I moaned again.
“How much do you like it?”
I couldn’t speak. I felt a tight burning sensation build up in the pit of my stomach.
“Tell me!”
His fingers moved even faster and harder than before and I completely let go, coating his fingers.
“Ahhh, oh my goooooodddddddddd…” I moaned into his shoulder.
He slowed down and removed his fingers.
“My dick will feel even better.” He smiled.
I blushed finally smiling.