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Chapter forty nine; The beast***

Gelma starred at him, questioningly, owing to the incredulous look he was giving her. She then saw his eyes, blood red, filled with admiration, desire and a feeling she couldn't fathom, it seemed as that of surrender. She felt pleased and overjoyed that he was unveiling himself.
"A beast doesn't deter". She said daringly.
"If that would safeguard his beloved". Nathan answered back, his eyes fixated on her bright blue orbs.
"No being would put his beloved in harm's way. Not even a beast". She retorted.
"What made you love me this way. I am undeserving of you". He said, taking her hands in his as he kissed her knuckles with utmost gentleness.
She gave him a sweet smile and then kissed him lovingly. The soft kiss became intense and was now a battle of dominance. Gelma was oblivious to the fact that they were naked in bed, until he bit her cleavage.
"Nathan". She gasped, seeing themselves stack naked, when and how did it happen? He answered her unasked question, "Perks of being a vampire king". He smirked, he knew deep in him that he was lying and wasn't saying the entire truth. What he did, was magic. The fae blood in him was the tool.
She was about saying something when he released a guttural sound that didn't sit well with her, she watched his eyes dart from deep red to pitch black over and over again.
"Nathan". She tried cupping his face but with his vampiric speed, he avoided her and came off her. He now stood at the window of her room, where the roses were most visible. He turned his face from her, his back facing her. Her heart began racing at an incredible speed.
"You were wrong about beasts". He said after a moment of silence. Gelma was confused for a while until the scent of metallic blood hit her. She starred down at her arms and there she saw claw marks, he had given her wounds and there was blood everywhere.  It was then that her heart sank, he had hurt her, so badly. She tried fighting her tears, her eyes stinging at the back, her unease palpable.
"No..."
"Don't utter another word Gelma". He threatened, facing her. "I must leave, it would be for your own safety".
"Nathan..." She didn't want him to feel that way. She loved him, beast or not. She needed him in her life more than ever.
He scoffed. "This is what I am Gelma. You shouldn't be with me". He chuckled menacingly. It sent shivers down her spine. She felt jabbed, seeing him behave that way. She let her hurt manifest itself in her tears as they streamed down her cheeks. "I am selfish too, you know why? I would never let you go".
She quivered uncontrollably, she couldn't contain her feelings anymore.
"Gelma". He took few steps forward as seeing her cry was unbearable, he stopped in his tracks, he was the cause of her pain. He clenched his fists.
"I love you Nathan". He heard her faint voice, touching his ears, it felt as soft as velvet. It was capable enough to make his heart race. "If you have an ounce of love for me, make love to me tonight".
He glared at her, with horror but she didn't flinch she glared back.
"What insanity is this". He said, almost pulling his hair out in annoyance.
"Nathan, prove to me that you are the beast you claim to be". She shouted, determined to get him out of his conflicting state. "Make love to me". As she ordered, in a splitting second, he was on top of her, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. He carelessly caressed her bare body, worshipping every contour with his lips. He kissed his way to her mounds. Taking his nerve wrecking time to worsen her need. He kissed further down to her throbbing flesh, it sought his utmost attention. He kindly rubbed it, eliciting a moan from the depths of her soul. He inserted his fingers into her, stretching her walls as the clenched round his fingers.
"Rosy I don't think you would be able to contain me". He said while thrusting at an increased pace, her brain had been mushed so she couldn't process what he said. He let her come high in an explosive orgasm.
"Blue has never been this eye catching". He commented, starring into her ocean blue eyes.
"Red is now my favorite color". She said hoarsely.
He kissed her, she couldn't help but notice his thick hardened length poking her navel.
"Ready for the beast?"
She smiled, that was a yes. He smirked and then said, "Part your legs for me Gelma". She did and he positioned himself before her entrance.
"I'm going in". He warned and she clenched the sheets, in anticipation of the intrusion. It still blew her mind, her eyes rolling back, the pain turning into a sweet pleasure. He began slowly, letting her get accustomed to his massive size. He was holding on to his self restraint for dear life as he didn't want to hurt her any further. But his self control crumbled right the moment she scraped his back with her nails, as she moaned his name.
He let the beast in him come out, his claws dug into her flesh as they held her hips. His canines extended and his gums itched. He hastened his pace, pounding into her with abandon. He bent her over, spread her legs even wider, burying himself deep into her. His blood shot eyes, flickered to a darker shade as he felt himself coming close. They both orgasmed simultaneously, it was a turbulent experience that made Gelma breathless. She felt his hot lips on the side of her neck. She knew he needed a drink. She bared her neck, removing the hair covering his view. He sunk his fangs into her flesh. As he drank, a memory flashed her mind, it looked so real, the same posture and same act. She then realized this wasn't his first time drinking from her.