Master of Vampirism (Part #2) ✔️

Chapter 19: A different vampire story

Caiden's lips brushed against mine. The same way it had started all those years ago. And I knew what he meant about still feeling it. The memory was vivid and potent. Two kids, ready to give each other everything in one silly, drunken moment.

The kiss deepened; he tasted bittersweet and human. I supressed my vampire urges, trying to keep this moment just the same as it had been before. My fingers entangled in his hair and he pulled me closer. Our hearts hammered in unison. The whiskey lay forgotten on the table.

His lips were so soft, so biteable and I couldn't help but think how easy it would be to sink my teeth into them, but I calmed my deviant thoughts and just enjoyed the moment.

Caiden moved away from me. Despite his bravado, his eyes whispered of an underlying fear. And I knew why because I felt it.

This was the way we began and the way we fell apart.

I reached for the zipper of my dress and pulled it down. Caiden's eyes trailed over my body, my white bra and panties with pink dots all over them. A shiver ran down my spine as Caiden pulled me closer, leaning his body against mine.

Yes, there was need and longing and desire within me. The unstoppable, unconditional love that blossomed on this same couch years ago. But there was also melancholy nostalgia, a strange, faint feeling that everything I was experiencing belonged to the past.

I swallowed the sudden wave of tears as I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Caiden kissed me again, his lips trailing down my neck and my cleavage. I shuddered under his touch. He reached around my back and unclasped my bra.

And the cute, dotted thing ended up on the floor.

I pulled him towards me. The harsh fabric of his jeans brushing against my naked thighs. Soft light glimmered in the background. Caiden pressed his body to mine and I let out a moan.

Instead of kissing me on the lips again, his head fell down to my breasts and he took my nipple in his mouth. He circled it with his tongue while I writhed underneath him, eager to feel more, to get more. Clumsily, I undid the belt of his pants. Caiden moved away from me only to take the jeans off and throw them the fuck away.

His hard cock pressed against me. The sight of the wooden ceiling above me triggered the Deja vu. I've lived through this already. Caiden grasped the band of my panties and he pulled them down. The same fear, same excitement, same love.

Desire surged through me at the thought of my own nakedness. Caiden moved away from me and looked over my body; he was trying to remember me, he was trying to make this moment count.

And so did I.

I reached for his cock and guided him inside of me. The stretching made me gasp and cling to him. I took on the role of the human Chloe, I embraced her and channelled her. And human Chloe was so afraid, she was so fragile and sensitive.

And she loved him with all her heart. So she let him love her, too.

Caiden and I rocked together in a fit of desire, longing and memories. A part of me was present, the other lost in the past, recalling these moments, remembering them forever.

We came together and I called out his name. It tasted bittersweet rolling off my tongue. He took my hand in his and planted a small kiss on the back, his eyes radiating satisfaction and love.

The memory of this event went downhill in this very moment. When fear took over my heart and made me run away from him. When I escaped from the greatest love my stupid, human heart could bear. And left him there, heartbroken and alone.