bound to the moonlight

bound to the moonlight Part 6

Marcus

I snarled and shuffled back against the cold stone wall not that this achieved anything; I breathed slowly and deeply trying hard to ignore the burning sensation where the weak sunlight flowed through the grates hitting my exposed skin. The grate clanked shut noisily. I snarled as I could feel my body start trying to heal the large painful burns, but after nearly four days my abilities to repair were weakening, I needed this to stop and I needed to feed. I growled deep in my throat it didn't feel like hunger it felt like thirst which was harder to deal with. My fangs hadn't receded in days as if constantly seeking blood. My throat felt like sandpaper hard sore and dry, so dry. I lifted my wrist up my hand shaking violently. I plunged my fangs into my wrist opening my vein. I drew my fangs back out of my skin and began instead lapping the blood from my wrist. I sighed in relief, I couldn't do this for very long, drinking our own blood would poison us, but I could do this for a little while with no ill effects it was something that happened a lot when a vampire was confined to the chamber. I screwed my features up my blood tasted disgusting it was wrong; it tasted wrong almost as if it was polluting me. The dry cracking sensation in my throat eased, soothed slightly just for a moment but that relief was worth the effort. I sighed in relief and sagged back against the wall. I felt a soft tongue slide over my wrist licking off the blood gently. I purred in contentment.

"Was it worth it?" Dessie whispered sitting back she lifted her fingers to her lips gently touching the lingering blood. I smiled

"Three days ago, yes," she smiled crossing her legs under her,

"You get out today." She said softly. I nodded lazily, "good I want to see you. You're hungry and so am I."

"I can't come to see you Kitty I'm too hungry."

"and you care."

"of course I do I haven't killed you yet have I, I have plans for you " She rolled her eyes, I groaned why wasn't I even capable of conjuring up a hallucination capable of even liking me.

"why you know they can wipe my kind out soon enough why are you still struggling to utilise me."

"Shhhh." I hissed stupidly, after all who was going to hear us, She just gave me a flat look that told me as much. "no matter what my plans for you are I'm starving here. I'm not going to pit my hunger against my affection I'm too worried I might hurt you."

"Yeah you probably would." She said sweetly "you always do."

"well I am a vampire." I said sharply my tone carrying a clear warning.

"What?" she whispered leaning in towards me, "you know it's true." She said flipping her hair over her shoulder exposing her long slender neck where the scar I had left when I bonded her was still vividly clear. "don't look so shocked baby you think I'm an idiot I know you have destroyed everything for me my entire life so the only one I have is you, so I cling to you because I have to, I'm hooked on you," she leaned over and again licked my wrist, "physically hooked haven't you done so well at that." She licked at my wrist roughly, "I crave your blood so much. I need it. Habit I suppose."

"I don't mean to hurt you." I whispered.

"No I'm sure you don't but you wanted me wanted me to want you to love you and when you realised that wasn't going to happen the only way you could control me was by destroying everything else I have because otherwise it couldn't happen. You might not have meant to hurt me it's just the only thing you know how to do." I cringed and reached out to brush her hair back but as my hand drew close to that silky satin soft hair my hand slid straight through it and she evaporated like a mirage leaving me alone with a burning ball of guilt deep inside me. I allowed my head to drop back against the cold stone wall with a groan. My head throbbed painfully as my vision blurred. I snarled in irritation and shook my head but it didn't help with my vision not that I had actually expected it to, my throat ached painfully with every beat of my heart. It felt as if my throat was threatening to tear with every breath feeling as if I was swallowing razor blades. I snarled still craving Dessie's blood as her scent still seemed to linger in the air around me even though she had been an illusion. Through the pain and desperation for blood, I saw Dessie because I needed her. Having her here was like a balm soothing my pain and her blood was the thing I craved as I needed to feed and so I wanted her here so I saw her here. As for her cutting point of view, I guess you could call that my guilty conscience talking. my vision blurred worse to the point that I couldn't see very much at all but I heard it the shutters began to clank open again allowing light to pour onto my skin even the portions covered by clothes still could be felt burning and blistering. I didn't have to worry about it though as the sun wasn't going to kill me, the chamber wasn't designed to kill it was designed to cause pain but not kill. The sun light was allowed to enter the chamber in short bursts allowing time to heal in between , exposure to this short burst hurt like hell it made our skin burn and blister and the time in between allowed us to heal enough in between sessions of burnings. It made us panic too, as we could feel the sun coming before it had risen. So we had to sit in the chamber in the darkness knowing that the sun was there it was going to burn us and we were completely powerless to avoid. That combined with blood deprivation was more than a little unpleasant.