That taste of blood: Book 1

By: IceBreaker

Chapter 7,

Drama will start soon. I promise. I'm making this story short. This will be a trilogy. I have many plans for these characters. (Evil laugh)Sorry lol. Enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 7: Information

Jackson’s POV

I walked downstairs to the basement of ‘Bloodlust’.

James sat in his Throne chair and was speaking quietly to Alison.

He glanced at me and I came forward as all of his guards backed away and stood by the stairs.

“We heard of the recent altercation between you and Christian. Care to explain that?”

“His human bitch is the answer.” I said.

James smirked and looked to Alison who looked away in disgust.

“Ah, Leena Jamison Phillips. Or sweet little flower as Christian calls her in his mind.”

“His mind?” He read his mind?

James nodded.

“How did you-?”

“Irrelevant. What needs to be talked about is what’s going to be done to keep this from happening again. I didn’t open this damn place for my bartenders to be getting their asses kicked over dumb little bitches. Do you hear me, Jackson?”

I nodded. “Yes sir.”

James cross his leg. His right ankle over his knee. “So, What should be done?” He asked.

Alison smiled. “Let’s kill her. No one here cares about her, James. Can we please-”

“No.” James shook his head. The tone of his voice said that he dismissed the subject.

“I want to taste her again, sir.” I said.

James sighed. “You want to taste her. Why is that?”


“I don’t know what’s in her blood but I never tasted anything like it. Are we sure she’s human and not a….hybrid?” He asked.

Alison quickly looked down to James. “A hybrid? A hybrid of what and what?”

James looked off to the side. “I’ve tasted the blood of a vampire human hybrid and it can’t even compare to her blood. We all want to taste her too. But if we kill her, Christian will come after us.”

“He’s weak, sir.” I said. Christian happens to be a very weak vampire and its mainly because of his age. He’s 162 years old while the rest of us are in our five hundreds.

“He’s my nephew.” James said.

“If he attacks, he’ll be killed and neither one of you will touch him.” Alison said. Poor little girl. Obsessed over a guy whose moved on.

James looked up at her as she stood beside his chair. “Hush, dear. No ones going to kill him.”

“I want to taste her, sir.”

“Stay away from her, Jackson.” He commanded. He wasn’t influencing me. My mind was completely set on her although I didn’t want it to be.

I know where she is at all times now and that can come in handy sometime.

“Stop it!” James snapped glaring at me.

“Sir, how can you read my thoughts?” I asked.

James sighed and looked up to the ceiling. “That, my young friend, is none of your goddamn business. Stay away from the girl. You hear me?”

I slowly nodded. “I’ll stay away from her.” For now.

Leena’s POV

 

“That would set them off?”

“They have a coven, Leena. They’re called Daemones Sanguinis. Which is latin for demons of blood. There are over thirty members in their coven and if one is even injured, they’ll all come for us.”

“Really? Demons of blood? Seriously, that couldn’t come up with a better name?”

Christian smirked at me. “That’s all you care about? The name?”

Remy walked in and sat on the floor against the chair. “Daemones is more than just a coven. It’s a cult, Alliance. We’re talking about over thirty vampire lords all joining together as one.”

“Is James the leader?” I asked.

Remy scoffed and rolled his eyes. “He wishes. He’s just the leader of the vamps in Illinois. But Malairius Seigneur is the leader of the whole vampire race.”

“Where is he?” I asked.

Remy shrugged. “Good fucking question. I’ve been looking for that bastard for over a hundred years now. I can’t find him.”

“Is he mean?” I asked looking to Christian who looked completely blank.

“I only met him once. The night I was born.”

“When you were a baby?”

He chuckled. “Sorry, I meant reborn. The night Alison made me into a vampire, I met him and he was a very stable kind of vampire. Didn’t cause any trouble. He was almost….human.”

“Is he respected?”

Remy nodded. “You have no idea. People worship his name.”

I looked to Remy. “Who made you?”

“I don’t know. My maker left me when I was just a baby. But it doesn’t matter anymore because I’m perfectly fine now. And I’m stronger than a lot of vampires.”

“What about the process? Becoming a vampire?”

Remy looked to Christian and I looked to Christian.

“There’s nothing really spectacular about it. A human has to die, and then you feed the human some vampire blood and wait twenty four hours before they rise as vampire. But, you have to feed them the blood in the next five hours after they die or else it won’t work.”

“Have you ever made anybody?” I asked. Christian shook his head. “I wouldn’t want to put anyone through this life. It may seem like an okay life but its really not, Leena. I’d kill to be human.”

“What’s so good about being human? Humans die easily. We get sick. We age. We’re weak.”

“Humans are stronger than they think. Some may be told differently but you all are quite strong.”

“I’m not going to lie, I would like to see the sun again.” Remy said.

“Really?”

He nodded. “Living in the dark is not always fun.”

“I can imagine.”

Christian sighed.

“Is there a cure? For….vampirism?” I asked.

Christian smirked. “Vampirism?” I nodded.

“There’s a myth.” Christian said simply.

“You never searched for it?”

“ I heard there are side effects, that’s the only reason why I won’t look into it.”

“What kind?”

Remy raised his eyebrow. “You’re quite the investigator tonight, huh?”

“I just want to know more so that I know what I’m in for.”

“Sometimes it can kill you. It can make you weak. Makes you sick. Makes all the vampire blood drain our system.” Christian said.

“What happens when that happens?”

“We die.” Remy said.

I stared at him. Wow this is a lot to take in. Christian put his fingers through mine and stared down at me.

“So if you ever found out the cure exist, you’d take it?”

Remy shook his head and so did Christian.

I bit my lip and laid on the couch.

“I don’t ever want Nick to know about any of this.”

“He already knows about our existence. Everyone does.” Remy said.

“I don’t want him to know details of it. I want him to be apart of it as little as possible.”

“He probably feel the same about you.” Christian said shrugging. I sighed. “I just…..I’m with you so of course I want to know about it more.”

Christian smiles at me and looks to Remy.

Remy stood up and held his hands up in surrender. “I get it. I get it. You want to fuck her. I’m leaving.” He said.

“Taking a blood bag.” He said while going to the kitchen.

“Help yourself.” Christian responded although he was staring at me.

I stare back at him as his hand slides up my leg. A smile slowly appears on my face and I’m suddenly pinned under him on the carpet.

I don’t even have time to gasp in surprise as he pin his lips against mine taking my breath away. Literally.

He holds my hands down as he kisses me and possess my mouth. I moan softly as he nips at my jaw line and my neck.

“Please…” I breathe. Christian growls softly and I feel him pierce my flesh and I gasp and close my eyes. This great fucking feeling came over me and I felt like I was melting.

Melting deep into the carpet. I opened my eyes as Christian left traces of my blood over my jaw as he began kissing me again. His lips enveloped mine and I can taste the metallic flavor on my tongue.

Christian didn’t waste time to rip my dress off. Damnit…I loved that dress. But I love Christian’s kisses and touches more.

He leaves kisses down my body and his tongue trails down my body. I bite my lip as I look down at him. His tongue left heat in my body.

“Christian.” I begged. He used his tongue to caress my nipple. He tugs it with his teeth and softly bites down. Making me gasp in pain but an odd pleasure filled me at the same time.

I push him off of me and pin him down. But I know its only because he wanted me to. There was no way I’d be able actually move him.

I look down into his dilated pupils as he holds me hard against him.

I unbutton his shirt while looking into his eyes.

I slide my hands up his chest and keep my eyes on his. I watch as his pupils disappear and his eyes turn red.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“What?”

“Your eyes. When they change colors….what does it mean?”

“When my eyes are green, which was my human eye color, it means I’m satiated. When they’re red, it means I need blood, and when they dilate, I’m turned on, infatuated and beyond craving……”

“Craving…”

“Blood and sex.” He answered.

“So sex is a necessity for vampires.”

“For some more than others.”

“For you?”

“Since you came along, yes.” He nodded.

“Should I be flattered by that?” I asked. He reached up and placed his fingers through my hair and nodded. “You make me very happy.” He said.

“I can feel that.” I whispered grinding against his erection and he groaned.

I smiled wickedly at him and moved my fingers down to unbutton his jeans. I pull them down and off. He isn’t wearing any boxers. Which turns me on extremely. I look at him suddenly feeling shy.

I’m suddenly on my back again and I look up into his dark red eyes.

His hands traveled down my body as he looked into my eyes. I bite my lip as I feel my panties being ripped and taken off of my body.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and he thrust hard inside me and I cried out. I loved him buried deep inside of me.

I shut my eyes and continued to become lost in this deep bliss.

It felt different. Like we were making love.

I loved it.

I loved him.

It was the best feeling in the world; being with Christian like this.

He didn’t let up for a second. Just kept going harder and faster until I couldn’t take it anymore and climax around him at the same time he climaxed inside of me.

I was panting hard staring up at Christian as he was staring down at me perfectly relaxed.

He kissed me and nipped at my lips and my chin, my jaw and my neck and began leaving kisses on my body getting me aroused once more.

My fingers slide through his dark hair and clasp it and moan out when he leaves kisses….down there.

And his tongue slides in and dart through and explores my whole goddamn anatomy.

Pure bliss once again and his name just slips out of my mouth as I writhe under him.

His teeth grazes my inner thigh and he bites into me and I scream out as pleasure fills my body up and just from the bite, I climax again. Oh my……

A cry that I’ve never heard before forced its way out of me. I didn’t even sound like myself.

Christian licks the wound he’s made and he licks his way up my body and I sigh softly. Then his lips come into contact with mine again and I moan in his mouth as kisses me again and again.

Damn tonight is awesome.

Christian gets off of me and brings me into his arms.

“Can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Always.” He kissed behind my ear and I smiled. “Um….does sex with a vampire feel better than sex with a human?”

“To me?”

I nodded.

“Sex between vampires is violent, dangerous and just chaos. Vampire senses are heightened so sex feels ten times better for both of them.

But having sex with you is better.”

“Yeah right.”

“You have no idea how much you got me in your trap, do you?”

“Same here.”

Christian climbed back on top of me and rested on his elbows.

His eyes were back to his normal green color.

“You are the most beautiful, curious, fascinating woman I’ve ever known and I love you.”

“You are the most coldest, beautiful, fascinating man I’ve ever known and I love you too.”

He smiled a small smile and his fingers traced over my bottom lip. “I want to ask you one more thing.”


“What?”

“You do realize I’m going to have to leave right? Graduation.”

“I never even asked you what you majored in in college.”

“Pre law.” I answered.

“You want to be a lawyer.”

I nod. “What did you want to be?”

He smiled. “A doctor.”

“Really? What kind?”

“Brain surgeon.”

“Wow.”

“I know. It’s all my dad ever set me for. And then…..this had to happen.” He gestured toward himself.

“You can be vampire doctor. Look at Carlisle Cullen on Twilight.”

Christian chuckled and looked to me. “That’s fiction. Vampires won’t be able to resist the blood if they have to work with humans. I know I couldn’t resist no matter how bad I’d feel afterwards.”

“You can resist me.” I said.

His eyes met mine. “Hardly.” He mouthed.

“I trust you, Christian and I love you.”

He grabbed my hand and intertwined his fingers through mine and kissed my hand. “Forever and always.”

 

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