The Vampire's Love (Otherworld Series #3)

18.Making Love

Pius stood at the door of his room. A bottle of whisky was held tight in his hand. It had been two days since his sister was home. He had been feeding Catra his blood but she still refused to wake up.

He felt helpless.

Catra's brother Jason was always blaming Pius for her state. Even Pius blamed himself for Catra's state. He prayed day and night for her to wake up. For her to be his again. He wanted her to know that he remembered her and loved her, but all he tried was hopeless. 

He watched as the young maid had latched Peter to Catra's breast. Even feeding her son had not woken her up. I had seen the loneliness in Peter's eyes and had felt his yearning for his mother. He missed her just as much as I did...I knew it.

When Peter had finished feeding and started fussing, the maid had taken him in her arms again and stroked his tiny back. He cried and looked at his mother, I saw the question in his eyes.

I suddenly, felt red hot anger pass through me.

"Get out." I growled at the maid. She gasped and hugged the infant close and hurried out of the room. My son cries grew faint as she escaped and I closed the door of our room, trapping us in.

I threw the bottle of whisky against the wall and strode towards the bed.

I caught Catra's upper hand and shook her body. "Wake up!" I shouted at her.

"You will wake up, Now! Catra! I will not see my son suffer more! I will not suffer more! You wake up!" I snarled at her, shaking her body again. I paused looking at her face. She didn't wake.

I roared and jumped over her tearing at her gown and freeing my throbbing erection from my slacks.

"You will wake up! You will come back to me! Now! This moment!" I shouted in her face and entered her in one swift movement.

Her green eyes flew open and her mouth opened in a gasp. Her hands sought my shoulders and I grinned in relief. 

"There. There's my darling." I said, hammering into her. Tears wet my eyes as relief flooded my senses. She was awake! All I had to do was fuck her into the mattress and she woke up.

She moaned and her hands tightened at my shoulders, her long nails digging into my flesh. I felt a strange kind of satisfaction by seeing her make me bleed.

I deserved to bleed for what I did to her.

Confessed my love and then abandoned her. I stroked her face until her eyes came to my own.

"My darling Catra. I love you so much, my baby girl. So, so much. And I'm so ,so sorry for being a jersey to you. For forgetting you like you were some stranger. For falling into Melanie's trap. I'm so sorry, my darling. But I remember now. I know now. You made me fall in love with you all over again, my darling. I'm so grateful." I said kissing her all over her face and fucking her while talking.

She gasped and her eyes widened.

"Say it again." She begged, her voice raspy. "Tell me you love me." She begged again, sounding close to tears.

I put my mouth close to her ear and bit her ear lobe, making her moan. "I love you, Catra June Valor." I whispered.

Catra's body arched under me as she found release. Her release triggered my own. We both fell into the bed after that. A heated tangle of sweaty limbs. Hands and legs wrapped around each other and sweaty bodies trying to be as close as possible.

"Pius?" She called to me as my eyes closed, readying myself for sleep.

Her head lay over my chest, her blonde curls spread all over me. She was the picture of satisfied female. But still she licked her lips in hunger looking at my neck.

I grinned as my cock got ready for more action.

"Yes, my love?" I asked, knowing what she wanted.

"I love you too." I growled and tackled her on the mattress and lunged at her neck as she opened her mouth revealing her fangs to sink in my flesh. I gladly accepted her at my throat as I feed from hers.
It was a long night.

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Catra woke up sore and sated with a smile on her face.

Even then she feared, that maybe everything was a dream and Pius had really not said that he loved her and that he remembered her. But then she felt him breathing near her neck and felt his hand thrown over her stomach. She felt his penis poking at her hips and then felt desire spark in her core.

She smiled slyly and her hand fisted his cock.

He groaned and his hips jerked. She giggled and stroked his dick again. His hand soon covered hers and they both stroked his dick together.

But just before he could come, his hand pushed hers away and he straddled her hips. He still stroked himself, but this time he was looking into her eyes and doing it. She moaned as she watched him pleasure himself.

He came on her stomach but continued to pleasure himself even after.

He came again and again. Looking into Catra's eyes.

He came on her face, on her breasts, on her stomach, on her thighs and on her legs. She felt owned. Some would feel disgust but she reveled in the satisfaction she saw in Pius eyes. She saw possessiveness in his eyes, fear, love and ownership. She saw it all. And it made her happy.

It made her so happy, she came as soon as he penetrated her. He made love to her. Until she was filled with his come.

She loved every moment of it.