Chapter 17
Chapter 17-
Zedidya's POV:
Dimitri stood infront of me with no shirt on and it was just like the first night I came here planning to kill him. He wore his pants and the candle light danced off his well developed muscles. Except this time he was facing me. I couldn't stop staring and my eyes traveled lower to his pants and I noticed the v-shape of his hips and torso. My eyes travelled back up and I caught his amused stare.
"I will punch you." I warned, blushing hard. He just laughed and shook his head.
"Zed...you amuse me." He laughed. Taking the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head. He tossed it onto the chair with my other clothes and he then pushed down my pants slowly and I kicked them off. He then wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me aggresively as he crushed me to his chest. The kiss had a lot of dominance to it and I was used to being independent so I pushed back. He made a low growl and I stopped. I was on the bed in a flash and he was on top of me. I hooked my foot in his pants and shoved him down as he kissed me. Don't ask me how I could do this...I just could.
I ran my foot along his calf slowly and I felt his fangs descend. This is it...
My heart began thumping fast and he stopped.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I know a way to make it not hurt but it involves me biting you."
"Biting me?" I asked.
"Yes. A vampire's bite distracts you from everything. You will not feel a thing. It will hurt much more especially with me since I am a vampire." He said.
"So, you just bite me?"
"And I take some blood. Don't worry I won't drain you dry or turn you."
"Alright, when do you do that?" I asked.
"Now because I can't wait any more." He said. He went to my neck and kissed and nipped all of my skin. I moaned out loud...which wasn't supposed to be heard and he laughed. I frowned and scraped my nails on his back.
"Zedidya." He moaned but it sounded like a warning. I laughed and continued to scrape my nails until finally I felt a sharp pin prick in my neck. I gasped at the sudden small pain but then moaned at the rush of good feelings.
It felt so good...I closed my eyes happily. The feeling was so good I could not describe it. It was like a tidal wave of mixed emotions. It felt like I was on drugs or something.
But my little happiness shortly ended and it was replaced by an uncomfortable new one. It was like I was stuck on something. I flashed open my eyes and Dimitri smirked down at me.
"What are you doing!?" I growled angrily.
"This is your punishment for following me on a secret job and almost getting yourself killed. This is called being denied a climax, a sexual release." He said simply.
"How come you don't seem distraught?" I asked confused.
"Sweetheart, I already had my sexual release during your little fantasy over the bite."
"How? That was only like a minute."
"Actually it was five."
"Dimitri move." I whined trying to wiggle my hips to get the slightest friction.
"No. I'm good." He said. I tried using every ounce of my strength to move, but he was too strong.
"Dimitri I swear to God I will go and get a silver arrow and hurt you." I growled.
"Then what will you do?" He asked simply. I frowned and sighed closing my eyes.
"Now to get this thing going I am going to need you to beg." He smirked.
"I was practically begging!" I said. He thrusted hard into me and I moaned happily and he did it a couple of times and as I was about to go over he stopped.
"Dimitri!" I yelled.
"That's better. But I want to hear my name moaned loud."
"You have your name moaned by sex slaves. Why me?"
"Because sex slaves will moan no matter what, and where it is your first time I want to hear your moan."
"Dimitri." I said with no emotion.
"That was horrible. Let's try again." He thrusted harder than before and I moaned loud but his name was said softly.
"Louder." He said. I said it louder and he tsk-ed at me.
"If after this climax you do not moan my name loud we will continue again. I can go all evening. But I don't think you have the stamina built for that." Finally that edge came once again and I was pushed over it. Finally.
"Dimitri!" I moaned. I even put extra noise into that one and I dug my nails into his back hard.
Finally I was able to rest and I sat back on the pillows. It was tiring...But I wasn't that tired.
"I'm surprised you aren't exhausted." He said amused.
"It has to be a lot for me to be exhausted.I am a bit tired." I said folding my hands in my lap as I sat in my undergarments.
"You're going to get the laugh's once you come out of this room." He laughed.
"What do you mean?"
"You're in a house full of vampires. They all heard it. No matter how far we are. You yelled louder than I thought."
"Well they can kiss my ass." I shrugged even though I was a bit embarrassed.
"For your first time you did good, Zed." He complimented giving me a soft kiss instead of the usual aggressive ones. He then wrapped his arms around my knees and laid on my thighs.I played with his dusty brown hair until I noticed a scar running across the back of his neck.
"Sit up for a second." I ordered.
"Why?"
"Just do it." I sighed angrily. He sighed and sat up straight and I went on my knees and lifted his hair. The scar was light and pink and puffy.
"What is this?" I asked running my finger across it.
"One reason why Lock got exiled from the assassin's is because he tried to kill me and I earned a pretty bad cut from a silver blade."
"But if he is exiled doesn't that mean he is no longer in the group?" I asked continuing to run my finger across it.
"No. It just means he cannot come back until I say so. Which in this case would be never. Once you're an assassin you can never leave. My old mentor is still an assassin to this day. There is no such thing as retiring because assassin's are immortal and never get old."
"Hmmm..." I said. I bent down and lightly kissed it and he did the slightest shiver.
I laughed at his little shiver and he tackled me down to the bed. He curled me up in the blankets and pulled me close to his chest.
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In Love with the Man who Killed my Family. (Complete)
Historical FictionZedidya Collins began her oh-so-lovely life as the youngest in her family.She had two older brothers and two parents...hence the word "Had".Her parents were murdered by an assassin when she was six.This assassin happens to be searching for the princ...