Bite Shift

31

The reality of what just happened came to me like a slap to the brain. I just had sex with Sorin. It was excellent sex but it was so stupid.

I leaned back to look at the man under me....and still inside me. He looked lost, confused. Oh God, he is regretting it, too. Before I could read anymore, something moved over him and his expression was impossible to read again. His right eyebrow rose and a smile crossed his face.

"If I knew crime scene photos would get you hot and bothered, I would have worn some cologne and a shirt I didn't care about."

Oh God, the crime scene photos, the dead girls.. I still had to risk my life to find a monster or leave my family forever. It was all still here and still very real.

I stood and looked around for my clothes. They were on the floor where we had thrown them and they were pretty much useless. I picked up Sorin's white shirt and wrapped it around me like a robe. The sleeves hung past my hands but that didn't seem too important right now. I was naked, in Sorin's office, after jumping on him like a porn star. He barely had to try and I was willing to give it up.

Sorin sat there, naked on the couch, like he didn't need clothes to be comfortable. He was flawless. His hands were behind his head and he looked awfully proud of himself. He watched me pull my skirt up under the shirt and pick up the blouse. It was shredded. There was no point in trying to save it. The bra was also a lost cause. I threw them both down to the floor. The panties were still intact and I slid them up under my skirt. I felt so stupid, trying to be modest in front of the guy who was just inside of me but, I tried nonetheless.

He stood up to face me, only an inch away. Without the heels on, he was noticeably taller and I had to look up to make eye contact. Have some pride, Kate. You are a grown woman and can have a fling if you want. Don't let him see your shame.

But it isn't shame, is it? Nope. I am scared; terrified that he regrets it or, even worse, I am just one of thousands and he won't think twice about it.

To my credit, I did not look away. His smile was different now. It was less pride and more interest or pleasant curiosity. "You are quite the shock, Katherine. Where did you come from?"

I guess I am Katherine now. Whatever. It's so small in the grand scheme of "what the fuck just happened"?

"Please, Sorin, I don't need to be flattered. You already got what you wanted." I was referring to the sex but, also, my agreement for a suicide monster mission.

He stepped into me, pressing that perfect naked body against the cloth of his shirt. I don't know what the shirt was made of, but it was little protection. I could feel that he was recovering and obviously ready to go again. I was not going to give him the satisfaction.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice....I've lost what little self-respect I have left.

I doubted that any warm blooded, or cold blooded, female could have said no to Sorin. Factor in the newly turned vampire lust and the very long dry spell and no one could have blamed me. But, falling into bed with him a second time was just plain slutty.

I stepped back and turned to the coffee table, making a show of pulling the papers all together into one stack and tapping the edges against the wood to make it a nice, neat stack. Hugging the stack to my chest, I made my way to the desk and found my shoes in front of it. If you offered me $1,000 to tell you how they got there, I could not have told you. I was clearly not in my right mind. When I turned around, mercifully, he had his pants back on. His chest alone was enough to make my body start to throb again, but, at least, the most dangerous part of him was safely put away. His hair was a wild mess around his face and he was so completely perfect in that moment. He stood there, watching me, with a stillness that reminded me that he was not human and very old. It was like realizing that you had just swum around in the ocean, only to climb out of the water and be told that there are sharks in there.