Bloody Paws

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I knew I was dreaming and how I knew was because I was wearing some skimpy, silk night slip. I was standing in my room when I knew I should be laying in my bed. Plus this creepy mist was covering my floor like you see in the movies.

The slip barely reached the top of my thighs but I instinctively kept pulling it down trying to make it longer. I went to my door and went to grab the knob but it turned before I touched it. Darren opened my door, shirtless.

"No. No. No. This isn't real." I said to no one in particular.

"Yes it is. I want you." He replied. He grabbed me and held me close. Darren grazed his nose from my bare shoulder, to the crook of my neck and on to the side of my face. I was on my tippy toes to make it easier for him since he was at least a foot taller than my 5'3". He inched his nose along my cheek and to my nose. His trail led him to where our lips were barely touching.

"Tell me you want it." He said.

"I-I want it. I want you." I said.

His lips immediately met mine. They crashed together like they were meant to be. I couldn't get enough of him, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled his head closer to mine. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso. Darren slowly laid me down on the bed, still kissing me the whole time. One of his hands started at my knee and moved it's way up my thigh. I thought he would stop at my underwear but kept traveling until he found my breast. I arched as he took full hold of my breast, running his thumb over my nipple. I moaned into his mouth and he gave a small growl. He moved his kisses down my neck again while his hand still had ahold of my breast. The kisses suddenly stopped and he pulled back slightly.

"What's wrong?" I asked breathlessly and that's when everything turned for the worse.

Darren bit down where his mark was but hard this time. I screamed out in pain because this felt nothing like before. He didn't let go immediately either and I felt my blood start to pool under my shoulder. I kept screaming and pushing at his chest until he finally let up.

He leaned up to where I could see his face. His eyes were glowing and his teeth were elongated. My blood ran down his face and I screamed bloody murder.

My mate was a demon in disguise.

***

I woke with a start, thankfully without screaming, but my heart was beating too hard against my chest.

I put a hand on my chest to maybe steady it, when I heard a soft knock on the door.

"Grace?" Darren asked. I got up and walked towards the door. I didn't want to face Darren but that dream left me thirsty and he was in the way of the kitchen.

I opened the door and there he was, shirtless. Stupid freaking dream. 

"Put on a damn shirt!" I yelled and pushed past him.

"I'm sorry." Darren said as I walked into the kitchen.

"For what?" I asked irritatedly.

"I didn't know the dream would turn that way..."

"Excuse me?" I whipped around to face him, still shirtless, but I was too busy glaring at his face to care about his chiseled chest.

"The dream...we have a bond now and when you said freaky shit I thought.."

"You thought what?!" I yelled, slamming my water down and sloshing it on the counter.

"That I would just use the mate bond and dream about it." Darren said.

"So let me get this straight, you did some voo doo on my dream?!"

"Not technically. We can tap into each other's minds. I didn't know you would turn it like that. Do you really think of me like that?" He asked. His expression was a little pained but I also saw some anger lurking in his eyes. 

"Stay out of my head!" I yelled. I ran back to my room and slammed the door again for the millionth time that night.

I threw myself into my bed and let the sobs take me to sleep.