Chapter Sixteen - The Unforsaken

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Warning: This chapter has sexual content and if you are uncomfortable with such things, please skip to the next chapter.

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Chapter Sixteen

I slid my hands down Dante’s hard muscled back, before hooking my fingers around the hem of his singlet and pulling it back up the way my hands had gone. I broke our kiss as I pulled the singlet over his head and threw it to the floor. Dante was looking down at me, his eyes filled with lust, lust and love, something that I fully understood. I always found the princess Disney movies stupid, the fact that the damsel in distress would look at the brave hero once, and he her and suddenly they were deeply in love. Some would say that is exactly what I was doing here, but it was slightly different. I had no control over this; it was something that was chosen for me by a much greater power. So yes, I could say that I loved him, that I loved the vampire who was looking down at me with a need that I shared completely.

He had his hands either side of my head, holding him up so that he could look down at me. I took the opportunity to run my eyes over his bare chest, before my hands decided to move of their own accord and reach out to touch him. He let his eyes fall closed for a while before opening them again and moving down the bed until he was hovering over my waist. Once there he began pulling my shirt up, as he did so though he trailed kisses along my bare skin, but sometimes those kisses would turn into quick nips or him sucking on my skin. On these occasions my back arched and a small moan of pleasure would escape my lips.

He pulled my shirt over my head, discarding it on the floor and studied my body with his eyes. Feeling slightly self-conscious I went to wrap my arms around myself, but he caught my wrists and held them, while I worried that he would find my body not all that appealing. In no way was I a curvy female, I had a thin athletic body with toned muscles and very little in the way of fat. It also meant that I was also lacking in the breasts department, only getting to a B cup earlier last year. I was wearing an aqua bra that had pink bows on it; I also had the matching underwear on and in no way were either of them sexy. I could feel my cheeks reddening and I wanted to hide from his gaze.

Dante though, seemingly oblivious to my plight, lowered his head and began suckling at my lower neck and collar bone. I moaned as my current thoughts went flying out the window and all I could think about was how good his lips felt against my skin. My hands found themselves tangled in his hair as I moaned and withered beneath him, until I couldn’t bare anymore and pulled his lips away from my skin and onto my lips once again. This time it was he who deepened the kiss, pressing his lips hard against mine and moving his hand down my body until he got to the waist band of my denim shorts. My body reacting by itself, I thrust my hips up to meet his hand, causing Dante to smile against my lips.

Just using his thumb, he undid the button of my pants and pulled the zipper down. Dante then took hold of the fabric and pulled them down my long slender legs, having to break our kiss to do so. This time when his eyes raked my body, I didn’t care, and the desire I saw in his golden orbs made me slightly wet. I watched as he moved up my right leg, kissing up the inside ever so slowly. I wanted to tangle my hands in his hair and pull his lips back onto mine, but instead I grabbed the sheet in my fists and tried to fight back a moan as he got closer and closer to my lower region. He kissed up to the join between my thigh and pelvis, nibbling softly at the skin there. My toes curled and I bit down on my lip, maybe just a little too hard because his head shot up and he stared at me lips.

I went to wipe the blood away but Dante caught my wrist, before moving up to my lips, his gold eyes suddenly flecked with red. My heart rate jumped up a notch as the sudden fear of being vulnerable to a predator hit me, but then it was gone as he smirked and said, “Your lips bleeding.”

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