Chapter 68 - Shattered

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I was panting as his fangs finally pierced my skin. There was an initial twitch that hurt but it was so fleeting, by the time it registered I was seriously doubting I had even felt it at all.

The sensation was completely new and strange, but all the more satisfying.

I was hot all over, my body squirming under his and I was trying to get all the contact I could get. He wasn't touching me with his hands at all, they were firmly on either side of my body, but I could tell he was straining. His hands were in fists and all his muscles pulled taut.

Then I heard him moan and my whole body stilled for just a fraction of a second before I answered with a moan of my own. And then, all of a sudden, he was gone.

It took me a second to get my bearings back. My hands fell on my exposed stomach, where my shirt had ridden up, and I had to close my eyes for a second to try and calm myself down. It didn't work at all, but at least I more or less got my breath back after a few minutes.

When I lazily turned my head, I saw the back of Matthew's head by the edge of the bed. He was sitting on the floor, leaning on it.

"Why did you stop?" I was still drowsy from the adrenalin rush, not really completely thinking clear, but this was an important question right now.

"Because it was too much for you. I didn't know it would have such an impact.", he said, sounding absolutely miserable.

"Yeah. It was nice." I grinned lazily. I was probably more talking to myself, rather than him, but when I heard him chuckling, my head cleared immediately and I felt a blush rise in my cheeks.

I also noticed another, far more urgent problem

"Shower!" I called, jumping off the bed as quickly as possible and running to the bathroom.

When I closed the door I could still hear him laughing, but I just smiled and got ready for the cold shower I was going to force myself to take.

Ten minutes later, even though my teeth were clattering violently, I felt so much better and refreshed. I entered the room, just to find Matthew in the same position still, sitting on the floor with his head lying on the mattress.

"Why are you beating yourself up about this?" I asked, pulling my brows together. It was me that had a right to be embarrassed.

I must have looked ridiculous with the giant towel wrapped around the majority of my body rather than just my waist, but when he turned around, he didn't even have to hide the smile, because there just was none to begin with.

"It just feels as if I took advantage of you." he finally said.

I sat down next to him on my knees, facing him and tried to make myself look serious despite the towel.

"You didn't even touch me. There's no way that was taking advantage of me. I can admit I reacted a bit ... strongly, but you didn't do a thing, so stop." I tried to reason with him, because in all honesty, he could have probably done whatever he wanted with me and I wouldn't have minded one bit.

He looked at me, studying me like he did so often, then his hand rose and his fingers traced my collarbone or, more specifically, the little red marks left by his fangs.

"I wasn't aware that it could evoke that much of a reaction." he said. I just shrugged, it wasn't like I was complaining. Yes, so maybe I was a virgin, but that didn't mean I hadn't been able to enjoy a bit of feeling up with other guys up until now. It was then that I realised that that hadn't really happened since I had met Matthew. In all fairness though, part of that was that I just had not been stable enough to even be around most people, but still, it was special somehow.

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