Chapter 27: Just come, kiss me & bite me? Part 2

I rubbed my face, as I flipped through the next page of the book I had on my lap.

I had no idea what time it was, but from the dark sky outside the windows, it showed it was already quite late and I had been here longer than necessary.

But to be honest, the last thing I wanted was to be close to any of them, to even see their faces.

I know Callisto is feeling desperate and guilty, since his emotions occasionally come in waves, but somehow, they end up being blocked.

I don’t know how he does it but to be honest, that’s what I needed. To be left alone and it seemed like they all understood the message, since none of them had bothered to look for me.

With a sigh, I leaned on the chair and stared out the window where the stars twinkled. In the far distance, fires could be seen from different parts of the city.

The city I once called home. The place I used to go shopping, training, so many more and now all destroyed by those monsters.

The same ones I’m living with. And I have already bedded one of them. How ironic.

If my sister was alive, she would have laughed in my face or would have called me a whore. I would have deserved it because the same monsters I once feared are now the ones I rely on, like it or not. And not far from all that truth, I am one of them.

I’m really a monster…

A swooshing sound makes me look to the side. Sighing, I returned to my book. Whoever was coming, I didn’t want to talk to them. It would be best if they found me busy.

I felt a presence but couldn’t see the vampire. Between the shadows of the room, and the eerie silence, I knew it was one of them.

“Come out,” I called, without taking my eyes away from the book I was reading.

“My love, are you still mad at us?” Darcy speaks as he makes his way through the bookshelves, then rounds the table and stops. “I feel like I’m at fault.”

I arched my brow. “No shit, sherlock.”

He gives me a smile that is quite seductive. Nothing like I’ve seen from him before. It was unusual, but what bothered me the most was that same small, strange sensation in my chest.

I frowned and focused back on my book. Darcy remained in his spot between the glass table and the couches. His eyes never wavered from where I was.

“Do you need something?” I asked. “I’m quite busy.”

“That I can see.”

The patience I require right now isn’t easy. Dealing with someone like Darcy could be hard since he always had a remark about everything said. And he also seemed quite dangerous.

Not that I haven’t felt it before. Since our first encounter, he had this predatory look that carried interest in more than one way and lately it has become more obvious than before.

I looked up from my book and our eyes met and, for one second, I couldn’t breathe.

The tension was so strong I gasped and before I could even take my next breath, Darcy was there, caging me, arms on the sides of the armrest and a leg, bent between my own.

“Darcy.” My voice came out strained. His face was close to mine, I could almost feel his lips touching mine like soft feathers.

I gulped.

His eyes lowered to my panting chest, then slowly he moved them back up until they rested on my lips.

“I’m so tempted to kiss you,” he whispered, and I had to close my eyes. “I’ve been aching for you Yophiel. I have no idea why, but this is becoming unbearable and I know you feel it too.”

I opened and closed my mouth but had no idea what to say. So I did the only thing I could and tilted my head so I could almost touch his lips.

“Then kiss me.” I had no idea where that came from but right now, I needed to vent my anger in a way that would just make me forget and having Darcy here as my distraction was the perfect solution.

Darcy’s fist his hand around my ponytail, then tugged hard until my face was looking straight at him and took my mouth.

I instantly moaned.

His lips were nothing like I expected from him. They were soft and damp and delicious with a hint of mint.

The craving for more became helplessly addictive, so I surrendered.

My fingers were in his hair, sliding through them, tugging him closer. He drew me closer until I was on my feet. With one swift turn my back was on the softness of the couch, melting as he pressed me against his hard erection.

I bit down his lip, until he hissed.

“You’ll make me want to do more, Yophiel. And right now, I’m trying to be a gentleman.”

Smiling, I slid my hand down between our bodies and squeezed his hard on. “I don’t care, just take me.”

Darcy’s eyes darkened to such a degree the white of his eyes was gone.

I shuddered under him, ready for whatever he had in mind.

The rush of heat that spread through my body as he spread my legs with his had me almost moaning. He hummed in approval as I arched.

He slowly started stroking my legs until my dress fell back, revealing my thighs and underwear, which matched his red eyes.

Anticipation coursed through me. I adjusted while he studied my face. Darcy smirked like the devil he was and slowly moved back until he was standing.

“Don’t move,” he ordered as he reached for one of my legs and removed one of my boots first, then the other. Then, with a tug of both legs, he turned to me so I was facing the front.

I could barely focus on anything else as I watched him slowly kneel. He reached once again under my dress and lifted it.

I obediently lifted my hips.

Darcy cupped my cheeks, then pulled my underwear away, discarding it on the floor behind him.

My legs snapped closed as he moved his eyes to my pussy.

“No, no, my lovely Yophiel. Tonight, I will show you how much I’ve been craving to taste you. How much I’ve been desiring this moment.”

Tingles raced along my body as his mouth left a trail of kisses from my feet to my inner thigh.

I felt the heat race up into my face. Darcy’s eyes never looked away as he did the same with my other leg until he stopped on my wet and throbbing pussy.

His mouth quirked. “Patience my love. Everything comes with patience.”

He pulled one of my legs up on his shoulder, then pressed down the other to hold me still.

“Don’t make a noise.”

What?

“Darcy—”

“No, if you make a single noise I will stop,” he persisted, to which I scowled.

“You’re asking for the impossible!” He really had to be serious.

He barely allowed me to finish when he lowered his face and his mouth was on my clit, licking and sucking me like he needed that desperately.

I tensed up.

Spreading me with his shoulders, he tongued me until I started clutching hard on the couch. My mouth shut completely as he continued rubbing and sucking me.

I grinded my hips when he slipped two fingers inside me. It felt amazing.

“Please.” I wanted to get fucked. To release all the tension and anger welled inside me.

I placed one hand over his head and tugged his hair hard. Darcy hummed as he continued fingering me. Desperately a moan escaped my lips. Then a small ache had me gasping and opening my eyes.

“I told you not to make a sound.” Darcy reminded me with damp and red lips. “One more sound and I stop.”

“No!” I retorted. “I can’t hold it when it’s this good.”

His face darkened and he pressed his mouth back on my wet cunt. That’s when I felt a sharp pain that had me arching and clutching the couch above my head.

“It’s not what you want.” Darcy suddenly stood up and that’s when I saw it, red smears of blood were on his lips.

In a panic, I sat up. Did my period come?

Darcy saw my panic and chuckled. “Don’t fret, I just bit you.”

I looked up. “You bit me?” The words were breathless but they crossed the message. “You bit me without my consent?”

“No,” he frowned. “I mean it was just a small puncture, not like the one Callisto did. I would never—”

“Yet you did it!” I stood but regretted it the moment I did it because my legs gave away.

“Yophiel!”

I pushed him away, angry. “Don’t! How could you?”

“Yophiel listen to me.”

I stood and fixed my dress quickly before grabbing my shoes and underwear and heading out. The moment I reached the door, Darcy pressed his hand on the panel and shut it on my face.

“I’m sorry,” he said breathlessly. “I thought you wanted—”

“Wanted what?” I snapped, turning to face him. “That I wanted your damn teeth on me? That I would tell you to bite me like I did with Callisto? How stupid can you be?”

Darcy’s eyes widened as I realized what I'd said.

“Darcy, I…”

“It’s alright,” he whispered and disappeared. I sighed as I looked over my shoulder and saw the empty hallway.

This really had been a bad day.