Chapter 23: The Robe

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I felt Darius wrap his arms around my waist and pull me backwards to his chest. I turn my head upwards to see his frown.h

    "Brother are you going to continue to scold our Little Sky Or are you going to help him?" He leaned his head down so my semi wet hair was now touching his chin. He held me tight.

    "I don't want this to be a habit for when we turn him." Atticus' eyes snapped to mine. "He must understand to keep emotions in check, it will be much harder when he's a vampire."

    "I'm sorry I really am, it's just she said such cruel words to me. I just wanted her to leave me alone!" Atticus eyes immediately soften causing him to step forwards and place his hand on my cheek. He let a sigh pass though his lips. His thumb strokes under my eye and near my nose. Soft like a butterfly kisses. I felt warm hot lips kiss my neck making my skin get all tingly. His hot breath added to the amazing sensation.

    "Go to bed, I will handle this." Atticus' eyes drifted to my sister's sleeping form. Darius' arms let go of my waist, however they returned onto my body as he picked me up like I was some princess in a fairy tail. My arms snakes around his neck in hopes he doesn't drop me on the cold hard tile.

    "Thanks Atticus you really are the best!" Darius spoke as he carried me out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. He plopped me on the bed making me bounce upwards a little. My face started to feel all warm.

    "You didn't have to carry me." I sit up look up at him. He smiles down at me.

    "I know I wanted to." his large rough hands moved up my robe a little and touched my thighs. My stomach tightened and flipped with excitement. I was immediately reminded of that dream, that wonderful dream.

    "Mhm, your skin is so soft." He licked around his fangs. My breathing was heavier as our eyes connected. He leaned in and I felt his warm breath on my lips. He leaned down as our mouths connected. He pushed me down so my back was flat against the bed, his hands on longer on my thighs. One arm was on the side of my head and the other crawled up my torso and to the tie of my robe.

    The kiss got more aggressive and needy. I opened my mouth slightly and his sharp tongue immediately found mine. They met, and then I immediately felt the cold air hit my warm chest. My first moan was muffled by our extreme make-out that had my toes curling. My hands that were gripping the duvet beneath me now were gripping his semi-long black hair pulling him impossibly closer. Our teeth started clashing, I wasn't afraid of his sharp fangs, instead, I was excited. I wanted his fangs to sink into my skin, I wanted to be his life source. His one and only life source.

    His hand that wasn't holding him up on the bed was now touching my chest and trailed towards my belly button. Excitement entered my blood, I wanted him to touch me lower. I opened my legs slightly for him which of course he noticed. He pulled away even if I tried to rip his hair back towards me.

    "Needy little thing." his head nuzzled into the crook of my neck. My fingers ran through his inky black hair which was softer than my sheets. He started to kiss and groan against my skin. He got bolder when I moved my head giving him more access. His tongue started to lick up and down my neck like I was somed point. He bit down softly, not hard enough to make me bleed, but enough to make me squirm.

    "Ah!" A moan slipped past my lips causing me to blush like crazy. My legs wrap around his waist and my toes extend and point to the wall.

    "Voice like an angel." He hummed into my neck, I felt his lips tug into a smirk like he knew my stomach flips of joy. He softly touched my covered cock hidden beneath my thin robe.

    "No, not there." My legs tried to close but his waist was in the way, keeping me spread open just for him.

    "Shhh, it's okay. Let me spoil you some more." He chuckled, pulling away and kissing me once again. His hand pulled away my robe, opening it up fully letting the cold air hit my leaking tip.

    "Mhmm!" I moan against his lips once again, in pure bliss. My whole body tingled with need. I sucked in a breath of air when his hand squeezed against my cock. Not hard, but gentle letting me know he had control. I didn't mind, I wanted him to lead me into pleasure for the first time.

    "Darius! I swear to heaven!" Suddenly I lost all contact with him. I snapped open my eyes to see Atticus holding Darius by the hair with red angry eyes. "He must be pure for the ceremony! How many times must I repeat myself!"

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