The Game of Hearts

8. The Deal

She arched underneath me, trying to squirm from my grasp but I didn't allow that. My hands moved her arms higher over her head, holding them down with ease. Aria seemed to be thrashing quite madly, but my strength didn't really notice. "Rowan! Come on!" She gasped, with a hint of a giggle, when my lips moved from her mouth to her neck.

This wasn't really the best option to get someone to forgive someone else, but neither of us seemed to mind it. After just playing around with her neck, her tense body relaxed and so did mine. Aria breathes out quite suddenly after my lips came to a certain area on her neck which I began to tease soon after. Following the outskirts pattern of the area and finding more just along side it. My tongue pressed lightly against the center, finding her slight whimper somewhat arousing. It took a lot, but she finally spoke up. "Okay... okay I forgive you..." she chuckled and I loosened my grip before she pushed me away cooly. I grinned and turned my body to sit on the bed.

"I knew you would," I said cockily and I was met with a fragile hand shoving my shoulder.

"Jerk," she spun at me, still lying on the bed comfortably. I leaned back to join her. "I don't suppose you want to spend the night?" She questioned.

"It's not my shift tonight," I shrugged.

She seemed to think the new information over in her head, my eyes moving to the ceiling as I waited. "Sure, but you're answering my questions," It didn't seem like a suggestion or question, it was a demand. "I won't ask about your troubling backstory, I promise." She spoke with a sarcastic tone.

I did want to sleep over, but her questioning was beginning to feel weird. Not many humans wanted to know so much. "Ask them then."

"Why did you care so much to find me? You don't seem like the type to really... I don't know, care."

I cringed. Of course she wanted to know that. My answer would be embarrassing, however I wouldn't be too embarrassed. "I haven't gotten laid in a while. Women in small towns are smarter than the cities, and most of them are married or loyally taken anyway. They won't come close to me. Suddenly a new girl in town that's into the same thing I'm into and is single comes into town..." my voice trailed off. Understanding flashed across her face and she shifted a bit to look up at the ceiling. "I also... Vampires crave two things... blood and warmth. Having both to your disposal is a good feeling," I added.

Her face contorted a bit after the understanding stood aside. "So, you're using me?"

"Don't tell me you aren't using me for something either," I snapped and glanced her way. Her eyes were a darker shade of green for some reason, and her thick brows furrowed as though she knew I was right. Every person is a user, and that's fact. She scoffed and turned over to face me.

"Yeah, you're right. I am," she agreed, her brown locks falling gracefully to the side while she was propped on one elbow. "But you're using me for something that could kill me," she noted.

My body relaxed as I looked up at her. "You don't have to worry about me killing you... I'm not like that, I can control myself," I explained. While speaking I had propped myself on both of my elbows, tilting my head so we could make eye contact. "You are perfectly safe in my hands."

Her eyebrow cocked like she didn't believe me. "What about your friends?"

"To them..." I paused, chewing the inside of my cheek for a moment. "You're basically- my territory."

"Basically you're what?!" I could tell she was angered by the way her pupils dilated and her tone switched.

I rushed to explain. "Just because I've bitten you and taken from you and we've had sex... that's all that makes them think that."

"They know we've had sex?!?" She screeched, jumping from the bed.

I grinned, clearing my throat. "Not my fault you're so loud," saying that made her relax a bit. "But, in all seriousness... vampires have super hearing. That's true."

The tension left her shoulders and she took a deep breath. "Great," she frowned and sat back on the bed.

I lied back down on the bed. "How about we make a deal?"

"What kind of deal?" She asked, cocking her brow again.

"Like, lets say you let me drink from you a few times a week and you get to fuck me all you want," I smirked up at her. Aria turned her body to me, still having that expression like she thought I was crazy. But when the expression softened, she found herself opening her mouth.

"Deal."