Beatrice

(14.) Stress relief Pt. 2

Beatrice's POV

Once Kennan and I arrive at his house, he gets out of the car, opens the door for me, and grabs my hand for me to get out. I was taken aback by this random nice treatment. I wasn't complaining though.

Once we get inside his house he picks me up and takes me to his bedroom. I give him some face. He puts me on the bed, eats me out. All that good jazz. Once he's finished I'm still shaking and hyperventilating and he just lays next to me on the bed.

He scoops me up and cuddles me. I can feel his breath on my neck and everything about this moment is nice.

Until he speaks.

III person POV

"So, you only live with Louis?" Kennan asked Beatrice. She gets out of the cuddle and looks at him in disbelief.

"We're still on that? Kennan, I already told you that I live with others-" Beatrice gets interrupted.

"That doesn't clarify if you live with Louis and that you only live with Louis." Kennan interrupts Beatrice, with a more aggressive tone of voice. Beatrice looks at him like he's crazy.

"Do you think I'm fucking Louis?" Beatrice asks.

"I don't think you're fucking Louis." Kennan says, looking Beatrice in the eye in a judgmental way. She started to breathe harder with anger spread across her face.

"Whatever is going on or whoever is in my house is none of your business." Beatrice scowled, crossing her arms over her bare breasts.

"Oh it think it is, Beatrice." Kennan said, putting on his glasses and sitting up, meeting Beatrice's face. Beatrice scoffs, her heart was pounding with anger, surprised that he actually had the audacity to say these things to her.

"And how is that?" Beatrice asks, she looks Kennan deep in the eye and can't find any trace of him. It was like he was a new person.

"Cause I'm your fucking boyfriend!" Kennan yells, Beatrice gasps. She gets out of the bed and goes to the mirror to fix up her face before she leaves Kennan's house.

"What are you doing now?" Kennan asks in an annoyed tone.

"Oh nothing, boyfriend. Just getting ready to leave. Fuck you." Beatrice said, putting her locs in a bun and walking across the room to the bedroom door, butt ass naked to head downstairs to get her clothes.

"Beatrice." Kennan said, she continues to walk.

"Beatrice wait." He gets up and follows her out the door, grabbing her wrist. She doesn't look back, snatches her hand away and keeps walking.

"Bea, I'm sorry, wait." Kennan says louder, chasing after her. Everytime he gets a grip on her she snatches herself away. This makes him angry.

"Bea."

"Bea!"

"BEATRICE!"

He uses his vampire speed, grabs her wrist, then her throat and pins her against the wall next to a book shelf. "Stop!" He yells. She looks terrified at his expression and his grip on her neck. He softens it and slightly smiles to play off like he was not being serious.

He chuckles before speaking. "Stop, I'm sorry. I-I won't speak on that stuff again, baby. Just come back to bed with me." Kennan says. After he removes pressure from Beatrice's neck, it starts to hurt. He gently grabs her face and starts to kiss her on her forehead, then her neck, her breast and nipples, he gets on his knees and kisses her stomach, then the top of her pussy in her pelvic area.

"I'm sorry." Kennan whispers.

"Kennan...stop." Beatrice says. He continues, desperately kissing everywhere on her lower body, just worshipping her on his knees for her. He whimpered. He didn't want her to leave.