*Jhordyn*
My stomach flips on itself, over and over, and I can't tell if it's the guilt or the satisfaction of touching a girl that's doing it to me. I stare at the zipper of Dhara's shirt that holds her cleavage in place, my fingers itching to pull it. These girls could always manage to twist me around their little finger, but if I faked this out, I might be able to get a lead. I had to kiss her though.
"I haven't had anybody make me feel like this in way too long," She pants, and without hesitation, I grab the side of her face and pulled her into me, pushing our lips together. The hair on the back of my neck raises as she wraps her stilettos around it to deepen the kiss, opening her mouth to return the gesture. I had her hooked.
"Should we take this to the bed?" She asks, and I eagerly nod in agreement. I was so close to her, I could see her guard cracking.
"We can take as long as we want; Dayne has it under control," She slurs, and I smile. That was fine with me. My mouth instinctively moulds to her collarbone, hands wandering around her fair, white skin, and she inhales deeply, tangling her fingers in my hair.
As the passion engulfed my body, the ache grew stronger, seeking full control of me. I thought for sure I was done with girls. Before I could scold myself further, Dhara placed a gentle yet firm kiss on the left side of my neck, making my eyes vanish under my eyelids with a pleased eye roll. Damn her. My back arched against her body and I fell deep into a guilty paradise, which would soon become my most feared secret.
PLEASE ADVISE: SOME CHAPTERS MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. INCLUDES RAPE, LGBT, SEXUAL ASSAULT, ABUSE, PROFANITY, AND VIOLENCE. MAY BE DISTURBING FOR SOME READERS.
"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me.
"Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure.
"With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his.
Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered.
As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath.
Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree.
Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell.
I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood!
He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...