Author's Note: i looked at the summary and i saw it said Leena was saved by a christian. Thats obviously an accident. lol. Also, for you people who aren't aware.....this story is based off of a short story thats on my profile called "A night with a vampire" That was the night Christian and Leena talks about. So if you want to read about their night, feel free. Enjoy.
Chapter 3: Can it go back to normal.
Christian started picking stuff out and throwing them into the cart and I just looked at him. He looks so….human.
“What?” He asked.
I shook my head and reached for a box of macaroni and threw it n the cart. “It’s not everyday I go to the grocery store with a vampire.”
He smirks. “We like to think somehow we’re still partially human.”
“I can tell.” After buying everything we needed, we went back to his house and I cooked myself some breakfast while Christian watched me. I sat at the table with him and began eating.
Christian cleared his throat and I looked at him.
“What?” I asked.
Biting his lip, he looked towards the window at the dark blue sky. “I want you to do something for me.”
“Normally when I’m back from-” He stopped. “I’m really hungry. Well….thirsty. I don’t drink human blood directly from the source. I have a lot of blood bags stored in the freezer. So around eight o clock P.M, I want you to put ten in the microwave and then go hide.”
“I go downstairs to the basement when the sun comes up because there are no windows down there. And when I come up, I’ll be very thirsty. I told you I won’t hurt you. But with how my thirst in when the sun goes down, I’d eat the first thing I see. So can you go lock yourself in my bedroom? Can you do that?”
“This is odd. I didn’t sign up for this.”
“I know but you have to deal with it.”
Was he kidding? I’m not his fucking slave girl.
“No I don’t.” I muttered.
“Yeah you do.”
“So you want to protect me yet you tell me to lock myself in your room in case you lose control.”
“It’s a simple task.”
“Not if it involves the risk of me dying.”
Christian stares into my eyes and glances outside again.
When I’m done, I lift the plate take it to the sink, wash it and turn back to Christian.
He stands up, comes over to me and tucks pieces of my hair behind my ear. “You ever think it can go back the way it was that night?”
“Maybe.” I answered.
“Maybe?” He whispered. He pulled me close to him and his eyes dilated once again. I bit my lip as he leaned down and press his lips hard against mine while forcing my back to the counter. I pulled his cold body against mine and put all my passion into the kiss. I missed him His lips ,the way he felt I missed it all and now here I am in his house ready to seduce him again.
Christian stops us midway and sighs softly “Almost sunrise.” He whispered looking out the windows.
“Can I come down there with you?”
He latches his fingers through my hair. “It’s too dangerous. We’ll finish what we started later.”
“Yeah, fifteen hours from now.”
He kissed me again. “Find a way to entertain yourself.” He whispered. He smiled while slowly walking away.
He opened a glass door and shut it closed and I heard his footsteps as he proceeded down the stairs.
Might as well explore until he comes back out. I leave the kitchen and go into the hallway, to the living room. Leather couches. Glass tables. Beige carpet. Better than my house. Of course….I could escape but he might hunt me down when it becomes nightfall.
I might as well stay.
I leave the living room and explore through the halls and into a room with tons of books in it. A study?
I trace my fingers along the covers and sigh softly.
The room was warm and very inviting.
After I was done exploring, I went up to Christian’s bedroom and placed my hand on the sheets. My blood was still on them.
I would be surprised if he had a washing machine around here.
I bit my lip and then went exploring for one. There wasn’t one. Shit. Hopefully he isn’t too mad at me about the mess.
I decide to take a shower and then I throw on another one of Christian’s shirts.
As night ascended, I got the ten bags of blood all heated up and I didn’t know where exactly I should put them. I just placed them on the floor next to the door that led to the basement and then I slowly backed away.
I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and I immediately ran upstairs into the his bedroom, slammed it shut, and locked it.
My heart beat quickened.
Oh shit. I hear growling coming from downstairs.
I back up and get on his bed. I hold my breath as I wait and then I hear more loud steps.
“Open the door, Leena.” I heard Christian say. Taking a deep breath, I get up and unlock the door and open it.
He stands there looking calm. Like he didn’t just gulp down ten bags of blood. But I can see the dark red on his lips.
I latched my hand into his hair as he forced his lips on mine and he slammed me hard against the wall. It had me breathless for a second but I didn’t stop kissing him. I loved the way he felt.
Moaning in my mouth, he lifts up my shirt and up and over my head onto the floor and then he pushes me back hard against the wall. I could help but moan.
“Damn.” Says a voice and I immediately get scared and cover myself up.
Christian steps away from me and looks at the guy.
I put his shirt back on and then turn to look at the blonde man with his sunglasses on.
Christian smiles and looks at me. “Leena, this my best friend, Remy.”
“Is he a-?
“Yes I am.” He answered. He took his sunglasses off and gave me a wicked smile.
Studying me for a second, he looked to Christian. “You tore up those blood bags down there and yet you have this-” he pointed to me- “In your bedroom.”
Christian sighed. “This, is Leena.”
“Is she your girlfriend?” Remy asked leaning against the doorframe.
Christian and I looked at each other and then to him.
“Ah,” Remy smiled and crossed his arms. “Fuck buddies.”
“Ah, none of your fucking business.” Christian said.
“May I have a taste?” He asked in a low dead tone.
Christian glared at him. “No.”
Remy glared back at him. “Why?” He looked back to me, his eyes dilating as his fangs elongated from beneath his gums.
“Because she’s mine.” Christian said. I looked up at him and he looked back down to me before glaring back at Remy.
“One taste, Christian, it won’t hurt anyone.”
“I said no. There’s blood bags in the freezer.”
Remy continued staring at me as he ran his tongue over his elongated fangs.
Christian, glaring at Remy, breathed out a shaky breath. “Go in the corner, Leena.” He whispered.
Remy, completely out of it, took a step forward.
I took a step back and Remy frowned.
“Leena, corner….now.” Christian whispered.
Every step I took back, Remy took forward and I stood still.
Remy acted like it was just me and him in the room I was the prey and he was the predator.
“Do you smell her, Christian?” He asked in monotone.
“She smells like…cotton candy, flowers, bubble gum….and sex.” He growled.
“I know, Remy. If you’re my best friend, you won’t attack her. Please go downstairs.”
Remy still glaring at me looked to Christian and his eyes slowly went down to the right pupil size. He shut his eyes tight and opened them. His eyes back to red and then to blue. “I’m sorry.” He whispered.
Unable to move, I just stay where I am staring at him.
Remy slowly leaves the room and I hear his footsteps going downstairs and I think I hear the back door open and slam closed.
Christian sighs and slowly turns to me. “I’m so sorry, Leena.”
“I’d like to go home now.” My voice breaks off. Christian comes towards me but I back away. “I want to go home, now. I don’t want you protecting me, I just want to stay away.”
“Leena, if you go home, you’ll be in danger.”
“What the hell do you mean? I’m in danger here.”
“Your so called ‘best friend’ was about to eat me. Nothing about that says ‘im safe’. I’m sorry, Christian. It was good seeing you again but I don’t want any part of this vampire thing. Okay? I’m sorry.”
I pick up my jeans and slip them on.
How did he expect to protect me? He couldn’t.
“Let me at least take you home.” He pleaded.
After hesitating, I nodded. It’s not like I had a choice. My car was ruined.
I slipped into his car that smelled….fresh. Smelled clean…smelled like him.
“Do I really smell like all that stuff?” I asked. I don’t know why the sudden interest but I wanted to know as blushing, I looked up at him.
Christian nodded. “Amongst other things.”
“The cotton candy and sex stands out the most. Chocolate, fruit, vanilla. A lot of things I would devour in a second.” He glances at me and then drives ahead.
I look out of the window. Wow. Then not having me now must be killing him. “I’m sorry.”
Christian chuckled lightly. ”For getting in accident?”
“I enjoyed seeing you again, Leena” Christian said as he pulled up to my house.
“I didn’t even…”
“The blood. Two months ago, I uncovered a lot of information from just that taste of blood. It’s the only thing that keeps us bonded together.”
He was right. He had my blood and I had his and now we were bound to each other.
“Let me walk you to the door.” He gets out of the car and I get out also.
We walked side by side in the darkness and the only sound was our breaths.
Once we got to my door, I turned to him and he smiled. It was easy to see even in the darkness. Thank you for saving me.” I said.
Christian shrugged. “Anything to get you into my house.”
I rolled my eyes and he chuckled lightly before sighing.
“So….will this be the last time we see each other?” I asked.
He shakes his head. “I don’t think so.” He whispered before planting his lips on mine and forcing me up against the door.
It was unexpected and anticipated at the same time.
His taste is what I’ve been craving since that night and I can’t help my self as he somehow is pushed up against the door and I’m kissing him hard. His fingers go through my hair tugging and pulling.
I manage to get the door open and Christian picks me up and places me on the back of the couch. All the want and need poured into the kiss as he continued to put his fingers over every curve of my body.
Breathing, he suddenly stopped and took a look at me. All the lights were off and only outside had small lights but I can see him looking at me.
“I can’t.” He whispered.
“Why?” I asked, suddenly desperate for him to go further.
He didn’t have to tell me. Through the light, I can see his dilated pupils.
“Oh.” I whisper.
I slowly slide off of the back of the couch but Christian doesn’t let me go.
Biting my lip, I keep my eyes on his as he slowly leans down to kiss me again and pulls away too soon.
“Don’t.” I whispered.
“Leena, I want to fuck and eat you right now. I can’t.” He slowly backed away.
Damnit. Did he not have that affect on me two months ago? Well that was different. I actually told him he could feed on me.
I do recall what his fangs feel like when they pierced inside of me.
Christian stared at me.
“What would happen if I told you that you can bite me?”
“Don’t give me permission. I can guarantee that I’ll drain all of you. I wanted to that night….I don’t know how I managed to spend that night with you and not kill you.”
“But you wanted to.”
“I wanted to.” He said sincerely. I stared into his eyes completely lost. And I was infatuated and turned on. I slip my shirt from off of my body at the same time it starts to pour down rain. Christian doesn’t take his eyes off of mine as I throw my shirt down on the floor.
“I’ll take a risk.” I whispered.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.” His fangs elongated at once and I smiled lightly. I wanted to feel those teeth inside of me. I was suddenly hungry for him. For him to touch me, kiss, me ,fuck me.
“And if I end up killing you….then what?”
“I’d like to be with mom and dad anyway.”
“And your brother?”
“Nick is strong. One of the strongest people I know…..so….He’ll be fine.”
“So what are you asking me?” He asked. He knew what he was doing. I could see that small smirk on his face. “You know what I’m asking you.”
“No. I don’t. Say it.” He whispered.
Sighing, I looked down to the floor. “I-I’m asking you to….to fuck me.” I said. I risk a glance up at him and his fangs shrivel back yet his eyes are still dilated.
“What the hell?” The light flickered on. Me and Christian turned to see Nick in the doorway of the house. The rain is pouring down at him.
“Why is the door wide open?” He asked.
Christian stays where he is as he looks at Nick.
“Sorry, I forgot to close it.” I said.
Nick steps in, closes the door and then looks to Christian. “You must be the “male” she said she was staying with.”
“I am.” Christian said. Nick narrows his eyes.
“I’m Nick. I’m the brother. The ass kicking brother.” He said certainly.
Christian raises his eyebrows and looks to me. He smiled lightly then looks to Nick. “I could have guessed that.” Christian responded.
Nick walks over to me. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m great.”
Nick run his fingers through his wet mop of hair and then walks through the hallway and up the stairs.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered.
His eyes went to red. “It’s fine. I could have killed you tonight.”
“Could have….but you didn’t.”
“Any step further then I would have.”
Christian leans down, kisses me and pulls away. “I’ll come over tomorrow night. Will that be okay?”
“Yeah, I know Nick is going out tomorrow so it’s fine.”
“Good.” He kisses me again before leaving the house. As soon as he closed the door, Nick came back downstairs.
I forgot I threw my shirt on down. I picked it up and pulled it on.
“That was….awkward.” Nick said tugging his jacket off.
“Yeah, a little.”
“That’s the guy you met at “Bloodlust”?”
“Interesting. He seems like an asshole though.”
“Did he hurt you?”
“No, Nick, I’m fine.”
“Not one. He feeds on blood bags. Never from the source except that night.”
“What was it like?”
I won’t tell him how good it feels to be bitten in the middle of an screaming, intense orgasm.
“Odd good or odd bad?”
“Odd good, as long as you’re with someone you don’t think will rip your throat out.”
“Were you scared?”
Beyond scared but I’ve gotten over my fear.
“You’re braver than I thought.”
“Well…I’m going to bed.”
I nodded and turned the light back off as I followed him upstairs. “Hey, you’re still going out tomorrow night, right?” I asked.
Nick nodded and then stared at me. Then his face contorted in disgust. “Oh…that’s disgusting.”
“You’re the one who asked me when was the last time I slept with someone.”
“Good point. Goodnight.” He went into his room and I called goodnight back and went into my room.
I’m really frustrated at this moment. Sexually frustrated.
I wonder if Christian feels the same way.
I just can’t wait to have him with me again tomorrow night.