The Cold She-wolf

Chapter Forty-two: That cunning snake! (2)

Krystal's POV

   "So you are a vampire?"

   "That side of me isn't dominant, it can't even be sensed unless I let it. It only comes once in a blue moon, mostly when my wolf is feeding, the sight of blood I guess. I also inherited some vampiric powers and my mom's magic but that's all… Well, my wolf came with his own powers," he pinched the bridge of his nose as if contemplating telling me something else, "I was born this way and I don't know why."

   "So, you're a blood-sucking wizard Alpha," I said smilingly.

   He chuckled. "That's one way to put it, but I guess so."

   "Do you feed on humans?" I asked curiously.

   "I don't feed on anyone but animals. Frost knows about my mom being a witch but not the vampire side. Dad needed it to be kept secret and now you know," I clicked my tongue, for a dull sense of honor for being the second who knew something no one else but his dad knew. "I don't wanna fight dad this time. I'm sick of that shit and that's why I am asking for help."

«Say yes» Wynter urged.

   "I can't help you, Lynn, I still stand by my rejection theory. You don't know who I am and it is better and safer for you that way."

   "Do I get to decide to stay no matter what you are?"

   "No, Lynn, you can't, I will still reject you either way." He closed his eyes and threw the bottle away. He was thinking.

   "What about you?"

   "I don't do back stories,"

   "Cheat," he smiled. I stared at him as he smiled beautifully, his eyes closed and hair dancing in the air. I don't want to reject him but who wants a Casanova as a mate? I will end up killing a lot of people and I have my own issues to solve. From what I've seen, Merlynn might not be the weakling I thought he was, but it didn't change the fact that he's a womanizer and a bloody cheat.

   "What are you thinking about?" I asked, unconsciously closing the gap between us.

   "How you fell right into my trap," I barely had time to let the words he said sink in because he spun me around abruptly and caged me against the tree. "I look into your eyes and see a set of fake gunmetal orbs. I can see the beautiful and sparkling icy cold sea behind them. Your breath is as cold as your skin and your hair isn't black, I know that. What are you hiding, Krystal Sage?"

   "Nothing," my voice betrayed me as it croaked. He smirked and leaned closer to my ear, his hot breath hitting my cold skin pleasurably. I put my hand on his chest to push him away but was stopped by the shiver that shook my body. He bit my earlobe! My breathing shockingly turned heavy as I'm paralyzed by his simple action. Wynter howled in my head, startled by the foreign feeling. He bit it again, a new feeling running up my brain. I pushed my head back on the tree as a faint moan escaped my lips. He sucked on it gently, making my hands grab his collar for support. "Lynn, stop it. You are setting the mate bond to stage two and that's not good," I tried to reason with him. He ignored me. He trailed his tongue to my lips and bit the bottom flesh. I found myself giving him entrance to my mouth as my hands went for the silky strands they had been yearning to touch.

   He frenched me first and I kissed back. I came to reject him but instead, we were making out. We kissed in a way I never knew I could do. I don't know if you guys remember the fact that it was my first kiss. We kissed like one of us was going to die the next minute and the kiss was the antidote. His hands went under my thighs and he lifted my feet off the ground, pressing my back to the tree more. I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting my fingers journey into his shirt to feel every line it had lusted for. I don't know how long we kissed but by the time he broke our passionate lip communication, we were both breathless.

   I refused to open my eyes and let my head rest against the tree. The same wolf that didn't want me to know he was my mate was celebrating mentally. I clutched his collar again as his tongue painted my neck, the sensation and electricity driving me crazy. He pulled down the zipper of my bomber jacket, then ripped open the tee covering my braless breasts, and then made his way south. Uncontrollable moans escaped the prison of my mouth as he sucked, nibbled, and bit the skin of my neck, collarbones, and cleavage.

   It happened too fast, and before I could stop it, a pair of fangs dug into the side of my neck. My eyes widened with horror as my neck burnt from the sensation of the bonding bite. He marked me! Merlynn marked me! Pushing him away was my option but when he drank my cold blood desirably, his vampiric side kicked in. It felt good so I let myself drown back in the sea of pleasure and moans. He pulled back after heavens knew how long, a cocky smile on his lips and my blood on his fangs.

   I watched lustfully as my blood rolled off his fangs and down his jaw to his neck. I reached forward and licked it off before it got to his white shirt. My lips ended at his again. I frenched him this time, the taste and coldness of my blood covering up the honey taste of his tongue. My entire system was heated and my poon steamed off with liquid wetness. Without thinking I broke the kiss and went for his neck, sinking my teeth and marking him back. He hissed and moaned as he held me closer and I didn't stop there.

   I used his hands to rip open the remaining fabric of my tee, leaving my chest bare for him to explore further. I wasn't thinking, Wynter wasn't warning me.

   "Oh fuck," I moaned out as his teeth nipped my tit. He squeezed and sucked one diligently like the pro he is. My body was desperate for more, my heart hammering against my chest, but then my logical side just had to kick in as I felt a sharp cold pain in my head, a pain reminding me of who I am. I pushed him off immediately, ending up crashing on my butt.

   He didn't whimper from the loss of contact like I did, instead, he burst into laughter with a victorious smirk on his face.  "Looks like you already accepted me, sweetie," his eyes lingered on my chest. I quickly used my jacket on the ground to cover my exposed chest. I didn't even know I already took it off.

   "Yo…y…y…y…y…you compelled me," I stammered, completely flustered.

   "Hmmm, did I?" He asked, his lips shifting to a lopsided smile. "See you later, darling," he said with a wink and strode away bawling with laughter while I gawked at his back and wondered how it ended up like this. That cunning snake!