Alice

Part 6

He leaned his head in and was going to touch my neck but then stopped. He closed his mouth and remain quiet. I quick send a mental note that he can do it and I had faith in him. Not a minute later, he sunk his teeth into my neck.  

A bolt of pain shot through my body. I could feel myself wanting to twitch and yank away but I force myself not to. I had to do exactly what Drake told me to do. Tears fell from my eyes, without really my command.

A few seconds later, a wave of pleasure shot all over. This was something I couldn’t enjoy. I wanted so badly to touch him but I promise I wouldn’t move. I don’t know what was worst. The pain or the fact that I can’t touch him. Either way, both was killing me. How much longer must I suffer this torture?

A moment later, he release me. I quickly scrambled away, even though I can hardly move. I was probably an inch away from him when I stop and fell on the ground. I cringed and covered my face with my hands. I restrained myself from lashing out, in anger, and hitting him, crying and worst of all, I kept myself from kissing and touching him.

I felt his gaze on me as he stayed emotionless. He finally walked over to me and looked at me. My eyes probably looked freaked out.

“Alice, it’s okay. It’s over,” he reassured me, touching my arm. I looked into his face and started to tear up.

“Don’t cry baby” Drake put me in his arms and wrapped me in it. I couldn’t help but to sob even more. I felt as if I went on a emotional roller coaster and it was driving me crazy.

I finally stopped crying and everything came out in sniffs. I have so many questions to ask, all at once.

“Don’t. Save them for later. For now, it’s time to get you home and in bed,” he explained, picking me up and started to carry me. I strapped on to him and let him carry me away.

My vision slowly started to blur and I couldn’t see straight anymore. Then everything went black.

~*~

I woke up to the sun hitting my backside. It doesn’t seem early in the morning though. It had to be around noonish.

I turned around in a 180  degree format and saw Drake, sleeping soundlessly behind me. He’s face wasn’t so pale like it usually is. It had a bit of color in it and it was more relax. I touched my neck where he bit me. The holes were there. Doesn’t seem like it’s going to heal. Doesn’t look like last night was a dream.

I quietly got out of bed. I stunk of dried up blood. I haven’t change out of my dress yet. I figured if he’s sleeping, maybe he won’t see me change.

I got on my knees and try to open the draw as quietly as I possibly could. I pulling out an oversize shirt and leggings with fuzzy, warm socks.

I was going to put my clothes and leave it as that but I want to get the blood smell off me. I dropped my clothes on my bed and left to go shower.

When I returned, I  felt refresh. I no longer smell like dried blood or blood at all. I was just about to unwrap my towel when Drake suddenly open his eyes and stared at me. I stand motionless and stared back.   

“You weren’t seriously going to change in here, while I was sleeping, right?” he questioned. I blushed so hard, I think my whole face turned a shade of dark red.

“N-N-N-NO” I said, grabbing my stuff and walked into another room where I changed in silence.

When I came back into the room, Drake was shirtless. There he was, half naked in my bedroom. His back was facing toward me so he couldn’t see that I was covering my mouth, holding my breath and blushing like there’s no tomorrow.