Clinical Vampirism

Chapter 3

Katelyn's POV

As he stepped closer to me, my heart started beating faster. I turned swiftly and walked to the bed. Well, it was more like jogging. I crawled on and sat down. I turned around to find myself face to face with the vampire. His eyes were a darker red than before.

"Darling, be careful where you go and how you do it. If you don't mind me saying, that was quite sexy." The man smirked at my soft gasp. He was very straightforward. I looked down towards his lips and saw his fangs already elongated.

"Bite me," I breathed.

"With pleasure," he responded, taking my face in his hands and tilting it to the side to gain more access to the vein in my neck. I felt him move closer and suddenly, I was pulled onto his lap. He started kissing along my neck, making me gasp.

"Darling, the name is Dylan. You'll be needing that." I felt his smirk against my neck and immediately blushed, catching his meaning. Then, rather suddenly, he licked that spot and sucked on it. Without a second thought, his fangs sank into me.

At first, all I felt was pain. It would always hurt in the beginning. Then, the pain turned into pleasure. "Oh!" I gasped/moaned out. Suddenly he pulled me closer, making his teeth sink deeper into my neck. "Ahh," I mumbled.

My arousal was pretty hard to miss by then. I felt his own arousal too. Knowing that this would pleasure him too, I moved to put my legs around his waist. I hoisted myself up a bit and ground onto his arousal. I felt his pull his fangs from me and heard him groan. Then I felt him move up against my grinding, increasing the pleasure for both of us. I felt him start kissing my neck more and more. Suddenly, he stopped and turned my head. He gripped my waist, halting my movements.

My head turned to face him, wondering why he stopped. This had been the farthest I would go with someone. Technically, it was the farthest I had gotten to it. He kissed me harshly. Almost as if he was punishing me. I started moving my lips against his. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.

He stopped kissing me to start trailing kisses to the other side of my neck. The one side he hadn't bitten. He did the same thing, licking and sucking on it. Then he bit me again.

This time, there was no pain. I was flying high the whole time. I was moaning out his name now, thankful that he had given it to me. He continued drinking from me as I started to grind my hips harder to his. His hands were still on my waist but they made no move to stop me. I felt him pulling away and I whimpered. I heard his deep chuckle and blushed a little.

"Sweetheart, if you keep grinding against me I'm going to take you right here, right now. So if you want to keep your virginity, I would recommend you stop," he replied. His voice was very husky and strained sounding. I stopped grinding against him and laid my head in his neck. I started feeling tired, as I always did when someone drank from me.

I nuzzled closer to him and put my arms around his waist after removing them from around his neck. My eyes had been closed for a while. It felt too hard to open them for some reason. The comfort that Dylan's body was providing me became soothing. I mumbled something along the lines of "I'm going to fall asleep on you," hoping he understood it.

He shifted and laid down on the bed with most of my body covering his. Blankets had been laid out on the bed earlier. I threw my leg around his waist as he reached for a blanket. I had never been bitten twice at roughly the same time. It was really tiring after a while.

I shifted closer to him, putting one hand on his chest. His own hands had left my waist and reached for a blanket. He threw it over us and turned closer to me. My eyes weren't open but I could somehow sense he was smiling and that he was very happy with how this possession turned out.

I smiled and moved even closer to him, finding that his body provided comfort that I would've only been able to find three years ago. Then I felt myself pulling away from conscious thoughts and drifting into a peaceful sleep.

Dylan's POV

As soon as Katelyn fell asleep, I knew I wanted to keep this feeling forever. She was my mate, or more commonly, my beloved. She was meant for me as I for her. I put my arm around her waist protectively and kissed her softly. I knew I couldn't yet leave so I carefully grabbed my phone and dialed Nate's number.

"Sir?"

"Yes, Nate. I cannot leave just yet so I'm going to ask you to go ahead and go."

"Ah, yes sir. Have fun with that sir." I could hear the teasing in his voice and knew he probably winked.

"Nate?"

"Yes sir?"

"Shut up."