Castle Vitale

Part 7: Come

Working out doesn't help. I can't stop thinking about her. If I don't get her here soon, I may have to follow through on my little threat and kidnap her from Canada! 

And she was worth the heist, I could tell. The soft skin, the curves, the way she trembled in my arms...you don't kill off a piece like that, you dress and keep it at your disposal. Yes, a pet. Shanti could be a great pet...I could destroy this hold she seems to have, turn the tables and keep her at my side. Yes, a pet...

I suddenly felt a wave of desire-waves of it, and not my own! "What the..." 

I shouldn't be doing this. 

I shouldn't  let him be doing this!  

But I want her...oh, God, I want her...she feels so good...! 

No one has made me feel like this since...oh, God...

She smells nice...she drank a strawberry and banana shake...I can taste it coming from her pores, but her blood would be better...so...much...better...

Yes, right there...oh, Darius...

I opened Charlotte's door without knocking, stepping into the room. I closed it none too gently, but to no avail. And there they were: Darius had Charlotte on her bed, kissing and ravishing her. He was laying on his side, one hand supporting her unclothed upper body in a semi-arch as  he lapped and sucked at her breasts and bare skin, fondling her with his other hand.  She was panting and whimpering softly, her knees drawing up and looking like she was going to raise her hips to him. His fangs were bared as he went to her neck.

"Darius!" I hissed.

Darius's eyes slowly lifted to mine, glowing with desire. The tips of his fangs scratched her, I could see the small droplets of blood on them. 

"A word?" I growled at him.

Darius gently closed Charlotte's gown. "I didn't mean to take it this far."

"I-I didn't mean to let you," She whispered.

He licked his fingers, and kissed her. "We will talk later. Sleep now." He slowly got off the bed, adjusting his clothing and walking toward me.

I was boiling over. "Outside?" I held the door open for him. He-he glared at me, and went out. I looked at Charlotte. She was out of it, which means he somehow gave her his venom. Good. I followed him out and closed the door. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Like I said I didn't mean to take it that far--"

"How far were you going to take it?" I asked. "You don't mean to kill her, her blood is too valuable. Is this how you...get it?"

"No, I just ask."

"Then I repeat," I paused, trying to calm down. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" The question hung in the air for a few moments, and he lost eye contact with me. "Do you mean to make her a pet?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know? Don't know?!" I took him by the arm and down the hall. "You'd better know soon! Do you have any idea how powerful she is?"

"Yes."

I looked at him, really looked at him. He was enamored with her. He was no better than a young man who is taken with a woman, utterly defenseless. And she looked about the same. "Well, let me give you a few pointers on how to keep her...content."

"Why?"

"Because I believe Shanti will be here soon."

That was enough to snap Darius out of his haze. "What?" He looked alarmed. "One of the things that keeps her happy is knowing she is alive and well and not here!"