The Game of Hearts

8. Ensorcel

My hand gently caressed her spine. She sat comfortably crossed legged in the bath, my legs separated and on either side of her. The tub was just big enough to fit us both, but small enough to where any time one of us moved water would spill out over the edges. The fourth time it happened I heard her give out a little giggle. "Whoops," was all she said.

I continued to run my fingers up and down her back, then I began addressing the wound. I found a sponge and gently began running it across her back then up to her shoulder where I'd bitten her. The other bites were on the other shoulder, unwrapped. She began to wince, her heart rate escalating quickly. A smirk smothered my face. It was such a human thing... they seemed so fragile. Obviously, for me, they were.

Once all the blood had been scrubbed off I pressed my lips firmly against the wound, as though it would do anything. I heard a small rumble in Aria's chest which was full of content. Smirking, I made my way up to her name. My lips still made content with her skin, which began to spit with goosebumps. The reaction made me go higher to her ear, causing her to tilt her neck absentmindedly. She chuckled. "I thought you were supposed to be cleaning my wound?"

"Totally skipped my mind," I said and moved back to where I was, beginning to tenderly put scar ointment on the wounds. She tensed up as I did that, but finally she soothed out and leaned her back against my chest. "Does that feel better?" I asked, running my slender fingers through the short brunette hair, partially wet from the bath and my fingers.

She nodded her response, relaxing against me. For a few moments we just sat there. My body unfortunately adapted to the water very quickly, but her body created a new warmth against mine which relaxed me. Having a woman in my tub wasn't a new thing. Strangely enough, I'd never taken a single bath with the dozens that have been in it. They asked, just as Aria had. I always said no. With this one, I didn't even think about resisting.

Her sudden movement and voice startled me from my thoughts. "So, why can't you just heal me with your blood or something? Isn't that a thing?"

I shook my head. "Vampire blood is poison to humans, despite what people think from movies and television."

She took this into consideration for a moment, however I couldn't see her face. "Interesting. So if I drink your blood, I die. That's great."

"Not like you'd try," I said in response.

We sat there for a bit longer before Aria lifted herself out of the tub, grabbing the first towel she saw and beginning to dry off. I still sat in the tub, but watching her dry off... well something came over me. I smirked and brought myself out of the bath, water dripping down my torso and my legs. She glanced my way, an expression on my face making her eyebrow cock. "What?"

"You just look... very tasty right now..."

"I won't allow you to feed on me for awhile you cretin," she smirked.

"No, not like that," it was how her body looked with all that water. The way she bent down to dry her legs. The way her eyes looked a completely different shade of green than before, it was all so... hot.

As a vampire, all the human instincts are twenty times in size. Including being horny. I grabbed her by her legs and lifted her onto the counter. She gasped, clinging onto my shoulders as I sat her down and spread her legs so I was as close as possible. My lips made contact with her neck. Immediately after, she moaned silently, her hands grabbing at my hair out of instinct. I kissed harder, even beginning to leave a mark unlike a vampire bite. My hands wrapped around the outer part of her thighs, feeling a tingling feeling all over my body begin to take over. She tugged my head up and away from her neck before her lips began to attack my own, automatically parting mine in an attempt to deepen our kiss. I obliged. Our bodies closed in on each other, my cock rubbing lightly against her lips. That was... until all of a sudden she pulled away. I looked at her and I saw a questioning look. Her breath was heavy. "W-Wait... Wait... I have another questi-"

I cut her off, kissing her once again. "No more questions," I breathed but she pulled me off again.

"How were you turned?" She gasped out, staring directly into my eyes. My hands tightened around her thighs, slightly annoyed. My friend went away all of a sudden.

I groaned in frustration. Despite being turned off, that subject struck a cord. I didn't like personal backgrounds, especially mine. "A story for another time," I growled and pushed off of her before returning to my bedroom. I heard her scoff, and I knew there would be hell to pay. Maybe I was being over dramatic, but I didn't care that much. Being a Vampire equaled anger issues

"Wow, don't have to be such a dick," she huffed and followed me into the room.

"Don't you have places to be?" I glared. After I said it her expression became more confused.

"What? Seriously?" She glared back at me while I slipped my boxers on.

"It's a Monday Aria, don't you have a job?" I just wanted her out of there. My pride had been crushed. I was looking for a good time and suddenly she was demanding all these answers?

"Not for a couple of hours..." her voice faded out, somewhat sounding disappointed. The sound made something in my chest hurt. But only for a split second before she spoke again. "You know what, yeah. Fuck it. I'll see you later," with that she began gathering her clothes and putting them on. I fled to the bathroom to finish drying off then heard the door slam in the room a moment later, making me cringe.

It didn't matter. She'd be back after we both calmed down.