If Only She Knew

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Dorian

She flinches from me and I seethe knowing it's because of those feral vampires in the woods.

"I'll never hurt you, love." I promise her softly cupping her chin.

She looks into my eyes realizing and becoming entranced by the bond again.

I feel a smirk come on my face.

I kiss her forehead and then I can no longer control myself.

I plant kisses everywhere on her soft, scented skin.

In between her brows.

The slope of her nose.

Her eyelids.

Her cheeks.

Her jaw.

Skipping her beautiful lips.

All

the

way

down to her collarbone.

Her neck.

I grip the wall hard my self-control gone. I have waited so long to have her in my arms. I want her.

I want her now. All of her.

I want her in my bed.

In my sheets, her scent smothered all over them and my scent smothered all over her.

I want her in ecstasy under me.

She begins to breathe heavily. With my tongue, I begin to trace words on her skin.

I love you

I love you

I love you

If only she knew.

I trace over and over again my hands gripping her waist. Her head has fallen back against the wall. I make my way to her neck and suck on her sweet spot she moans and my brow twitches at the sound.

Beautiful

I suck harder wanting to hear more. Her angelic voice not singing or talking but making soft cries of pleasure. My mind is gone. I have been deprived for too long.

I grab her waist harshly and envelop her like a man drowning, holding on to a lifeboat for dear life. She was my lifeline always.

My fangs retract and my eyes turn red as I feel the overwhelming instinct to mark her. I am brought back to reality and immediately move back in fear. I  turn around breathing heavily trying to calm myself down. I don't want her to think of me as a monster when she sees my red eyes.

I feel myself calm down and turn to see her bewildered leaning against the door breathing heavily.

I shake my head clearing my throat.

"S-stop doing that!" She yells bewildered.

"Stop, kissing me and making me insane!"

"and y-your queen are you crazy? Explain to me what is going on and why we can't seem to keep our hands off each other!" She states angrily.

I sigh.

"I am a vampire," I say pacing the room.

She nods following.

"We vampires have something called mates, it's what humans might call a soulmate, someone who we are destined to love unconditionally and care for. They are who we are supposed to spend the rest of our lives with."

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