Chapter 14
Warning: a little smexy gay Humpty Dumpty (smex)
Vladimir's POV:
I've been staring at Sage for the last 30 minutes. He has occasionally looked at me, biting his lip and fidgeting nervously. Something is clearly up. I think something happened between him and Raven. A woMAN's intuition. I know something when I see it. I mean, Raven was acting weird and a bit secretive too, so obviously something is up. I swear to the gods that if one of them doesn't tell me soon I will friggin' rip their heads off and shove them into their bodies.
"Will you please stop looking at me like I've just killed your puppy." He mumbles, looking at me. Well, not directly at me. His eyes are just looking in my direction.
"Will you please tell me what the feck is up? Raven doesn't usually glare at people like that." Sage sighs and places his hand on mine.
"I will tell you when I am ready." He murmurs. I grit my teeth and snatch my hand away.
"I fecking hate you." I growl, getting up. I hurry away from him. I can't deal with these insecure emotions. I hate them so much. I don't hate Sage, I love him. I just wish he trusted me more. He can tell me anything. I am here to listen. I should go back and apologize, but I am sick of the phrase "I'm sorry." It's stupid and overused. Like a prostitutes butt.
I think I'm going to go see Varon, I haven't talked to him in a while.
Varon's POV:
(Takes place right after chapter ten)Lae kisses down my jaw, growling low in his throat, I tilt my head back, offering my neck to him. He latches onto it, sucking harshly. I groan, my nails dig into his shoulders. His soft, yet dominating lips cover mine once again, controlling me. The voice in the back of mind is telling me to stop, that Vladimir would be disgusted, but I can't stop. I want Lae so badly. I want him to fill me up and make me his and only his.
"L-La-!" I'm cut off when he roughly grinds his hips against mine. Our bodies are so close, there is so much friction between us. His hands keep roaming over every inch of my body, trying to memorize each shape. All of my guilt is lost as he starts rocking his hips against mine. I feel like such a version for wanting to release so soon. I am a virgin so I guess it doesn't matter, but I feel stupid for wanting to let it out when we're still clothed.
I whine a bit, pulling his shirt up. He gets the hint and lifts his arms up so I can pull it off. I would've torn it off, but I didn't want to ruin his shirt, he looks really sexy in it. My hands travel along his chest, feeling his skin. He's got a few dark hairs on his chest, their soft. I lean forward and kiss his neck. I make a move to suck on it, but he pushes me away. I blink, feeling hurt by his rejection. He smirks down at me and picks me up. I struggle a bit, it's an instinct though. He heads down the hallway to a door. He opens it, revealing a dark abyss. He reaches in and turns on a light before he makes his way down the stairs. I hold onto him, not wanting to fall out of his grip.
I gasp as I'm roughly thrown onto a bed. It creaks a little from my weight. I can't even sit up before Lae is on me. His lips are moving on mine, owning me. I run my fingers through his hair and moan. His hands slide my pants down before just ripping them off completely, underwear with them. He trails kisses down my neck, to my chest. His lips cover my nips and I throw my head back, a groan escaping me.
"A-ah! L-Lae please!" I beg. I need him to fill me up, I feel like a bucket in need of water.
"Shh..." He puts a finger to his lips. I gaze at him, confused. "Patience, I'm not done torturing you yet." My eyes widen as he takes me into his mouth. Oh... Oh my gods. I- what... Oh my... Ahh... I can't even... Th.... Ahh....
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