The Fourth Horseman

Trouble In Paradise

I offered Ethan a place to stay for the night and decided I needed some time to think about Jay leaving me. I excused myself to the bedroom and went to the shower. I got in the hot water and let it wash over me. I stood there and fought the tears that struggled to fall from my tires eyes.

 I would not cry again over Jay, this is getting fucking ridiculous. I am getting weaker the deeper I fall. I am lost to Jay, my love for him is too powerful and again I am fighting for control. 

The heart and mind are old foes. They will do battle again and again throughout your life. The heart soft and hopeful, the mind rigid and practical. Two opposite sides of the spectrum, trying to find the strength and resilience to reach out and meet in the middle. One is always outmatched, pulling the body one way or the other. 

My heart was pulling my mind and fighting for it to relinquish its hesitation with Jay. Mind too stubborn to give in, heart too soft to let go. 

I heard Jay come in the bathroom and strip his clothes. He came into the shower with me and held me close in the hot water. I rested my head on his chest. 

"Your leaving me aren't you?"

"Only for a short while. Can Ethan stay here to look after you?"

"Jay I don't want Ethan I want you. I don't need protection, you do. He should go with you.  I mean how many fucks do you have to kill?"

"Who knows.... 10, 20, 50....100 it doesn't matter. In any situation, I can promise I've killed more.  I don't think you understand my power, who I am. I am the strongest of my kind. I am ruthless and am not scared. Before I would fight with no real reason to keep living. And I fought great. Now I have something special to fight for, to live for, so don't you think I will fight twice as hard? Do my ultimate best to get back to you as soon as possible?" 

I tilted my head upward and smiled for Jay. Smiled through my tears and worry, smiled for the man I loved. He smiled back and kissed me. If hopeless had a face I'm sure it looked just like mine because that's what I was, hopelessly in love.

We got out of the shower and I walked to my closet to get dresses. Jay followed me and let his towel drop. His cock was hard and he was running his fingers through my wet hair. I let my towel drop and his hands moved to pull me closer and grab by breasts. I leaned into him. He bent low to my neck and inhaled then slowly slipped his fangs into the most tender spot. The blood began to flow fast from me and he didn't let a drop fall. He drank it in like the finest whiskey money could buy. 

I was soaking wet and ready for him. He pushed me forward so I was bent over just a bit and slipped his cock inside inside. He was still drinking and now fucking me. I came instantly. He did not come so fast. He stopped drinking and licked the wound until it stopped bleeding. He had drank so much blood from me the past few days I don't know how I was still standing. 

His hunger for me was never satisfied. Whether he wanted blood or pussy, he could never get enough... would never get enough. He was always wanting more and I was always ready to let him take. 

As much as he wanted me, I wanted him just the same. He began to fuck me harder, I had to put both hands on the wall to get some leverage but I angled my ass in just the right way so he could fill me completely. His hand came up to my mouth and one finger slipped inside. As he fucked harder I bit down on his finger forcefully, until I felt the blood flow freely. I sucked his finger as he fucked my pussy. I was instantly out of my mind high and feeling lifted. Right as he came inside me I climaxed again. My pussy was pulsing against his cock with every ebb and flow of my orgasm, making sure to get every drop off and out of his dick. 

He was my liege and I was his mistress. My lord and savior in this here and now. I would do whatever it takes to keep him. I would suffocate on my desire for Jay. I was beyond obsessed, I was bewitched in deaths captivating spell. 

I can see the winner here in the battle between my heart and mind. Although my mind put up a damn good fight for analytical thought, my heart laughed in her face. She was the clear winner here. With heart proud of her imminent victory, I leaned back my head to laugh. A mantic thought slipped into my feral mind. Deep breath escaped my lips as I fell back into Jay. 

He did not see the single tear slip down my check and I silently said a prayer for the loser....

May my mind rest in peace.