Chapter 137 137

Chapter 137 137
Kimberly’s POV

A normal human being should keep her head low after what she had just heard. But then, there was nothing normal about the situation that I found myself in. I could not even think about it without shivering, and the urge to throw up was very imminent.

So, after a few days, I decided to do something very stupid. I went over to his house. I had beaten myself up over it since it dropped into my mind to do so, but I could not stop myself from actually going there.

There were too many coincidences that made a lot of sense not to confront him. I started to think about when we would eat together, and I had never seen him react to actual food. The only thing he had was this Stanley cup that he sips from. And I knew then that it was blood that was always inside. It just clicked at once without having to think about it too much.

How he heard something very fast, and it seemed like he always knew what I was thinking in my head and other things too. Him knowing where I was without me having to tell him, and how his eyes would change color at random.

That was a feature of his that I used to find very cool before now. I thought it was an extension of heterochromia. I thought it was cool. But there was nothing cool about it. He’s been plain about what he was from the beginning. I just never noticed, or put it to mind.

London has been blowing up my phone since the dinner at his parents’ house the other night. And I did not pick up, the reason being that I did not even know what to say to him. There was no point in talking to him at all, and I felt like he would know what I wanted to do and he would talk me out of it. And I would not want that.

I had a very stupid but potent plan in my head right now. This might be the night that I would actually die, but indoor exactly give tow fucks about that.

Before I came here, I made sure to have researched and read about them as much as I could online. I knew most of them might have been a myth since they were all written by human beings with ideas. But there should be evidence of truth in whatever they were all saying. Since I could even pinpoint and trace back to what we were all saying.

I sighed really hard before I stepped into the elevator that opened in front of me, and I pressed the number of his floor. I prayed he was here right now because I did not call him to ask if he was home or at the other villa that was at the outskirts of the town.

My heart was thumping very heavily, and it felt like all the burden in this world was on my shoulders, but I shook it off.

“What should I do?” I muttered to myself as my eyes locked on the numbers of the elevator that were changing rapidly, which meant that I would soon get to the floor of his penthouse.

My finger went to my mouth without thinking too much, and I started to bite my nail nervously. I never do that. The door finally opened, and I stepped out into his apartment.

The place was as cool as I remembered it to be. I could not bring myself not to like the place. It always made me feel at home more than I wanted to.

There was a creak in the door, and I jumped a little. My head swung to the direction the sound came from, and I saw him, standing there shirtless with a confused look on his face, and I shuddered. But then, it was almost replaced with something that I did not know when he started to walk towards me slowly. Almost like a predator that was coming for his prey.

Unconsciously, I stepped back a couple of steps, but then I stopped. I did not want to project fear onto him since I had just gotten here.

“H..hey.” I greeted nervously. I might give myself up before I even get to do what I had in mind, and I would hate myself for that. I gave up all of my pride to come here and do this.

He stopped a couple of steps away from me, and I was glad for that. But then, I could breathe in his scent, which I was coming to think was not a very good decision on my own path.

“What are you doing here?” He asked me, uncertainly lacing his tone and his hand behind his back, which made his shoulders look more defined than they have any right to be.

Stop it, you stupid heart. This is not the time for this. I’m not here to whore after him. I’m here for serious business.

“Er…I..I wanted to apologize for the last time we met.”

He cocked his head to the side like he did not believe anything that had just come out of my mouth. I mean, I would not believe the nonsense that I had just spouted either. I felt like an idiot on the spot.

“Are you sure that’s why you’re here? I can tell that you’re lying to me, Kimberly.” He said, his voice carrying that usual command that used to make my insides shrivel up sometimes and make it jump for joy.

“Why do you think I’m lying?” I asked.

“It’s obvious from your face and body language that you’re lying to me.” He said without thinking twice.

Then I thought in my mind, was he reading my thoughts? Does he know what I had in mind coming here?

I shook my head a little to dispel those thoughts, then I walked over to him and stood very close to him against all the warning bells that were going off in my head. My mind was a mess. My heart was in shambles.

“I really want to say sorry. The way I treated you was not right and disrespectful since you saved me. If not for you, I would have died in her hands. And contrary to what I said that day, I’m grateful that you saved me.” I said to him.

He looked at me in this weird way that I could not place my hand on.

“Fine. You’re welcome.” He said, and the silence that stretched in the room was as if he was trying to say what next? And I don’t blame him. I was the one with the ulterior motive here. Before I could say anything else, he stepped close to me, and he was so close that I could breathe the air that he was breathing.

I was all over the place in my head. This was not normal. We already broke up, and I should not feel this way about him any longer. I should not feel like he is the one who holds the keys to all of me. My body should have stopped reacting to him the way I was doing right now.

Not even knowing everything I know.

He’s a vampire.

He’s not human.

Who knows what he wants from me all of this time that he has stuck to me? According to what I’ve heard and being able to piece together, it was not normal that he was with someone who was this riddled with medications and drugs. It was not normal at all. It affects the vampire when they drink that type of blood. Not like he has taken my blood before now. But just imagine if he had.

Or maybe that was just all in my head. I shivered visibly.

“You should not come here anymore, Kim. It’s not safe.” He said simply, but why was it like he was in pain as he spoke? Why could I feel the pain in his voice? What was that all about?

“Why?” My voice came out narrower than I wanted it to. I sounded breathless. His body heat was doing things to my head that I couldn’t seem to think straight or remember why I was here in the first place.

Shit.

This was bad.

“You’re going to be married.”

“Okay?” I pushed. I don’t know what has gotten into me to make me this bold to do whatever it was that started to do. My hands, without listening to me, climbed up his chest and rested there.

His very naked chest, by the way.

My brain was ministering to me that this was a very bad idea. And I knew it. But my mind was not being logical at all. I was horny. And from the look in his eyes, he was too. Without thinking, I pressed into him further, and I was met with his very familiar bulge. I almost groaned out.

“You should not do this, Kim. It’s dangerous. You belong to another man.” He groaned out, and he sounded like he was talking through his teeth.

Not giving him another chance, I rose on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his.

Kimberly’s POV

He did not kiss me back immediately. But then, after a few seconds in, he snapped and grabbed the back of my neck and started to ravage my mouth with his. It suddenly felt like I was lightheaded.

And I went along with everything that he was doing without thinking about the decisions that I had made. My hands wrapped around the back of his neck; without thinking, he holstered me up to wrap my legs around his waist.

I felt him walking, but I did not care. My attention was on his lips and how good he tasted and how much I had missed this.

This was not part of the plan, but I might have to enjoy it right now before I actually snap. I needed something to take my mind away from all of the fuckery that was going on in the real sense.

“You really made a very good decision coming here.” He growled, his eyes changing colors again. This time around, I could already associate that with his animalistic side. And instead of me being scared, I was the opposite. I felt excited with need, and my insides were pulsing. I was so wet that I needed to grind against his body to relieve myself, but then he did not give me that chance for so long because he threw me on his very soft bed.

“That’s my call to make,” I said to him, breathless.

He stood at the edge of the bed, and he stared at me with this hooded expression that was filled with arousal in his eyes. I did not wait for him to come over to me, and I started to remove my clothes. I pulled down the shorts that I was wearing along with my panties. His eyes latched onto my mound the second my legs spread open.

“Fuck. What do you think London will say when he sees you like this in my bed begging me to fuck you?” He asked. I should be appalled by that concept. Instead, I was more excited. I never thought that I would be excited at the thought of another man seeing me railed by him.

“He would stand and watch and wish it was him.” I shrugged. Instead of shame, a strong wave of arousal washed through me, and I groaned, throwing my head back. My top was already off, along with my bra, so I was stark naked in front of him. My body was pulsing and humming.

He stood over me like he wanted to do really bad things to me, and I would allow him to do whatever I wanted to me without even thinking twice about it. He slowly leaned against the bed, and I leaned further into the headboard until there was nowhere else to go.

I was scared. But not of the fact that he would hurt me, and that was weird. I should be scared that he would hurt me and probably bite my jugular out and sick my blood dry. But that was the least of the problems that were on my mind right now. I can’t even think straight.

He grabbed onto my thighs and opened my legs to the maximum he could open them to, and without wasting more time, he dived in and started to eat me up. I squealed from the first feeling that rushed through me. I could not think.

“Ah…fuck. Just like that.” He continued his onslaught so long I think I will pass out.

Then suddenly, my whole body was shaking from the orgasm that tore through me, and I screamed, and my whole body convulsed. By the time I came down from the high, I thought that I would pass out from how wrung out I was.

When he raised his head, his eyes glinted with pride.

“I almost forgot how good you tasted.” He said with pride in his voice, and before I could reply to him, he turned me over roughly on the bed and raised my hips. I heard some rustling behind me, and before I was able to figure out the noise and what it was, I felt the blunt fat head of his cock against my hole.

“W..what….give me a c…min…” My words were not even coherent enough because I was still trying to catch my breath. And he did not give me that minute because he tore through me as soon as he could get his bearings, and I screamed into the sheets. I tightened my hold on the hair that had been in my hand since I removed my bra, and I knew there was a possibility that I would have caught myself but there is no turning back right now.

He started to pound into me. Really fast but precise. I think I’ll pass out from the onslaught of emotions and feelings that were going through me now.

“What? Is this what you came here for?” His voice came out cold and calculated. “Are you sure you don’t have anything else you want to come and do? I can smell your thoughts more than I can smell your arousal.” He said against my ear, and that spiked up my fear, and maybe they went hand in hand; I was more aroused. I didn't even know that was a thing.

The sound of how wet I was resonated through the whole room, and I should be embarrassed by it, but for some reason, it turned me on more.

“Fuuuuuucckk,” I screamed, and another orgasm tore through me. But he did not stop. Instead, he pressed my back further into the mattress and continued. I think I might pass out and not remember what I came to do here in the first place since I was so much in another universe at the moment. It was almost hard to catch up with him.

“You need to see how much mess you’ve made.” He spanked my ass twice simultaneously, and maybe I creamed from that, but I whined, shaking against him.

“You’re such a slut. What do you think your fiancée would say seeing you like this? Seeing the woman he’s engaged to getting railed by the man she used to date. I bet he would go out of his mind. Especially since she’s the one begging for it.” He had a dirty mouth on him. And that was doing things to me that were not supposed to be done.

“He…he does not care about me.” I found myself saying. Not caring how wanton I sounded.

“Are you sure about that?”

I mumbled my answer.

He stopped moving completely and pressed into my body, which made his whole length lodge in there at the same time. I was feeling him in my stomach, and I screamed,

“S…stop. I can’t.” I muttered more to myself than to him, but I was sure he heard me since his heed was beside my ear and he was doing this thing where he was licking my earlobe too. “Move.” But he didn’t answer me. Instead, he pulled my head up with him, and that created another angle and a different feeling and sensation. Maybe he was out to kill me.

Just maybe.

Because I feel like I will die right now.

“P…ple…ase…..”

“I like hearing you beg.” His voice had changed. It sounded deeper and more wicked than it was the other time. And that made shivers run down my spine. I’m sure he could see the trail on my back.

The sensation of having him hold up without moving inside of me with this position was eliciting so much emotion and a twinge of pain too.

“Don’t marry him.” His voice came again, and he sounded like he was begging. Well, as much as he could sound like that.

“You don’t care about me. You broke up with me, remember?” I don’t know how I was able to string words together, but I did.

“I can’t bring you into the life I’m living. It’s dangerous.” He said. “I’m doing this for you.” He said almost gently again.

I would have been confused by what he said if I did not know what I knew now. But with that piece of information flying in my head, I could tell what it was.

“Then fuck me and let me go. This is supposed to be the last time, by the way.” I said to myself more than him, but he heard.

Maybe that made him mad, but he started to press into me more and more. I cried out. And then something clicked for me. I moved my hand and used the pin to scratch my neck as subtly as I could. I felt blood pull in my clavicle. The movement continued until he suddenly stopped.

“W…what have you done?” He asked in a tight voice.

I turned to see him, and he looked different. More like a warlord behind me, and that aroused me.

I was sick.

That was certified. By me.

His eyes changed, and his fangs came out. I thought he would leave me, maybe hide. Instead, he turned me over this time around to be face to face with him.

“You’ve made the worst mistake that you can ever make.” He said rashly, and he latched onto my throat.
Kimberly’s POV

I don’t know why I felt like he knew that I set him up. I could feel that he could already figure it out. But he was too far gone.

The thing is, he passed out beside me, and my hand went to my neck to feel the place where I had nicked a little bit, and I did not feel any form of pain or bite there.

The only thing that I could feel was the drag that he pulled my blood from there. I looked over at him, and he seemed content and relaxed, and I was here, sitting beside him, looking as disheveled and confused as they come.

I can’t wrap my head around anything.

I already confirmed what I came here to do, but that did not stop the confusion that was in my head. It was still there, and it was alarming.

Julian was a vampire. How was I supposed to deal with that fact?

After what happened today and how I gave myself to him, there was a high chance that he would want to pursue me and ask why I had shown up at his place. He might have been able to figure out what my plan was, but in the throes of passion, he did not bring it up.

My legs swung to the side of the bed, and I stood on my feet. I winced as I was finally able to balance myself from the ache that shot through my whole body. From the middle of my legs to my back. I felt like I had been used in the most ridiculous ways. I can’t even take a step without thinking about what we were doing some minutes back.

When I got to the bathroom, I did my business and splashed my face with some water before I stepped out. My gaze drew to the bed, and I saw that he had not moved from the same position that he’s been in since. I knew he was breathing from the steady movement of his chest.

Normally, he would wake up at the smallest of sounds, but right now, he was just passed out. What could be the cause? My blood? Or he…

I shook my head to remove all of the other thoughts that were there. I was not interested. I have confirmed what I wanted to. And I need to leave right now before I did something stupid like lying in the bed with him and snuggling up to his chest the way I wanted to. Or before he woke up and demanded answers from me that I don’t have or I’m not ready to give.

After I was done pulling on my clothes, I walked out of the room and tiptoed out. When the elevator came up, I slipped inside and pressed for the doors to close and go down.

Maybe it was all in my head, but I swore that I saw him as the door was closing. My heart started to pound in my chest like it would pop out. Was he actually there? Did he wake up?

I pray to God that he does not follow me down. I don’t know what I would do right now if I saw him. When I got downstairs, I ignored the burn between my legs and straddled my bike and zoomed out of the basement. As soon as I hit the road, I sighed in relief.

When I got home, I went straight up to my room, removed all of my clothes, dumped them on the floor, and rushed into the shower. Immediately, the warm water hit me, and I groaned in relief. My tight muscles started to untaunt itself. I did not know how long I stayed under for, but by the time I was done, I knew something was not right.

I wrapped my towel around myself and glanced at the red blotch on my neck. It was not that serious, and I was glad for that.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I felt his presence. I was reeled back to be hit with his sight.

Sitting on my bed like he had no care in the world, with his elbows on his knees. His eyes clashed with mine, and they narrowed like he was trying to figure out something.

None of us said anything for a while, and when I was tired of the whole thing, I broke the silence.

“What are you doing in my room?” I should be shocked that he was in my house, but this was not the first time that he was breaking in, so there is literally nothing to be shocked about.

He leaned backwards and looked at me like he was trying to size me up, which made me feel uneasy because he was still not saying anything. I clutched the towel that was around my waist very hard and bit my lower lip to stop the shaking that was happening to it.

“If you don’t have anything to say, get out. My parents are inside.” The lie rolled off my tongue uneasily.

“Last I checked, they are not in.” He said. His voice rolled over me like a wave of clothes that made me shiver.

“I don’t care. Leave.”

“That was not what you were saying some hours back.” He sounded like he was trying to make me feel self-aware, and he was. My body suddenly felt hot.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I snapped.

“I’m sure you know, given the fact that you left like the devil was hot on your heels.” So he knew I left, and he was probably awake when I did so.

“The sex did not mean anything. I was horny, and I needed someone to scratch the itch, and you gladly helped.” I tried to sound nonchalant, but I could not help the anxiousness in me as he stood up.

He nodded his head slowly.

“Mm.. so tell me then, you nicked your neck. Was it intentional, or were you trying to bring out the animal in me?”

Julian’s POV

She was taken aback. She must have been shocked that I knew. She was really funny thinking that I would not figure it out. Or maybe I was the funny one here.

When I smelled her blood the other time, I lost it. I knew I did there and then. But then, I knew she had done it intentionally. And the only way that could have happened was that she knew or had heard something.

And I did not like that. The plan had been to tell her by myself later in the future. I would have explained to her how the whole thing had happened. Not like I was turned like most of the others. But I was born this way, even if I was half-creed according to my father.

Her eyes were wide in shock, and she stepped back. My hands were behind my back.

“Talk to me.” I pressed further again. I want her to talk.

“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said hurriedly and walked towards the side of the room that held her clothes. She picked up some clothes and rushed back into the bathroom. She must have thought that I would come after her because I heard the click of the door getting shut.

I was as confused as she was, or maybe not. I wanted answers. What does she know?

It was really a hassle not to be able to read her mind and what she had going on in her head.

“I don’t have all day, Kim. Come out here.” I called out to her after I knew that she was staying in the bathroom to get away from me. After a few more minutes, she came outside looking like she did not want to come outside.

“What do you want from me?” She shot at me, folding her arms. She was getting defensive.

“You know what I mean. And cut the horny bullshit.” I said to her, narrowing my eyes, and she swallowed.

“I…I really…”

Maybe it was the look I had on my face, but she kept quiet and did not say anything further. She weighed her options before she started to speak.

“Waa it fun?” She started, a blank look on her face. I raised my eyebrows in question. “Don’t fuck with me, Julian. You know what I’m talking about.” She snapped.

“It will depend.” I dragged it out, and I saw the frustration in her eyes, and it dragged across her whole body.

“Alright. Since you have decided to act clueless. When you saved me from that situation I had at the nightclub with the man that wanted to cut my throat out with his fangs, how did you feel then?” She asked pointedly.

I did not say anything, and that allowed her to continue.

“How about Amelia’s that happened a couple of days back? How did you feel about it? Did it give you some kind of adrenaline boost or rush to see your mind coming after me?” She whispered the last part like she was not believing it.

I bit the inner side of my mouth.

“Who told you?” I asked after a long silence. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Who told me? That shit does not matter! I don’t care who told me about it. The fact that it’s true and you’re not denying it is what is messing with me. Did you have fun?! I’m sure that was what London wanted to tell me when we started then. You must have thought of me as a joke. Was I some sort of sick joke to you? Or maybe a pawn. One that you were building up the time you would finally kill. Sandy must be one too, and Cole. You must have had the time of your lives behind my back, laughing until the time you would kill me.” Her eyes were moist with tears now, and I hated it. But I allowed her.

“Color me surprised when I got to see it firsthand in front of my own eyes and your father actually confining it.” She laughed humorlessly, and my blood ran cold.

“Did you say my father?”

“You heard me right. I should have known. After that encounter with the guy from the club, I was not sensitive enough. I thought it was weird that you would know information like that. But you said you were part of the founding families of the town, and that actually made a lot of sense to know about such information. And I let it fly. Stupid me. Did you know your father ruined my parents’ business, proposed I marry London to his father and bind my family to his so as to get out of your hair?” She said and I furrowed my brows.

“Don’t act all confused now.” She said dismissively. But I was already confused.

“I still did not wnat to believe that you were a vampire. I mean, it’s unbelievable in this time and age. And I always thought they were mystical. And even if there was, you would not have been part. But I was played to my own face and I decided to offer myself as bait too.”

“Are you crazy? You intentionally cut yourself to make a point to me. I could have killed you!” I snapped and she laughed.

“And that would have proved my point.” She said without hesitation. This girl is crazy. “The last thing I would have seen is your eyes.” I did not tell her that I would not have actually hurt her to that point.

“You lapped at my blood like the dog that you are. I thought you should not like it since I had drugs in my system, but it has come to my understanding from two different sources that you are crazy about me and my blood seems to be more different from what you think.” She said with a smile drawn on her lips.

My mood darkened and I stared her down.

“Watch it.”

“Or what? I mean, you can always do your worst.” She shrugged like she had no care in the world.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, I do. I fucking do. Get the hell out.”