I wake up before sunrise with this all too familiar pressure in my stomach and pulsing between my legs. Eric and Sam stayed gone all night. I don't see Vincent, he must be in his studio. I have to take care of myself before the haze hits me.
I feel my cheeks, they're burning. Not from a fever, I wish, but from desire. I need a cold shower and fast. I get up and rush into the bathroom. I have to do something. I'm not a slave to lust and desire, but it sure feels that way. I go into the shower to start the water. I step back and slip my nightgown off as I let the cool water flow over my body. I close my eyes and just focus on the feeling.
It's like cool ribbons of silk being pulled over my hot skin. It's sensual and verging on erotic. My hands follow the trails of the droplets. I moan as my fingers find my clit. I start to sink down the wall and spread my legs more. I insert a finger, but a tongue is there instead.
I snap my eyes open, “Shit!”
Vincent is on his knees with his face buried in my pussy. I press into him as he takes over. I feel myself explode. But I need more, “F*ck me!”
He grabs me by the ass and lifts me up while pressing me against the cool tile. I wrap my legs around him as his hands push my hips down onto his hard cock.
I moan with satisfaction, “Oh, God!”
As I throw my head back he says, “Yes, my love,” as he he thrusts into me. I reach to pull his lips to mine and that's when I see those swirling mystic topaz eyes.
I kiss him hungrily as he thrusts deeper, harder, and faster. One of my hands grips his hair as the kiss deepens. The other hand claws at his back as I try to get as close to him as possible. I need every bit of friction, every bit of sensation. My nails dig in as my whole being shakes. I feel him coming too. This is so intense. All of my cells explode as my orgasm bursts forth. The force of my clenching triggered him to come again.
Finally, sated at least for now, we wash each other and then dry one another. He comes to bed with me. I snuggle into him as we talk.
“Why'd you come?” I ask.
“I felt your need and then I rushed in. I saw you touching yourself and then my body just took over,” he explains.
“You were hazed,” I tell him.
He smiles, “So were you.”
I blush, “I was trying to fix that.”
He kisses me, “Well it looked like you needed help, and I'm always ready to help you.”
I laugh as I roll my eyes, “You could've resisted you know.”
“Resist you? Never!” he says with a huge grin.
We doze off for a little bit. Then we get up and get dressed. I decided to wear q comfortable black dress that has pockets. I hate carrying a purse and we are just running to my office and back.
“I wish we didn't have to leave. Given how you woke up, we should stay. Plus, you might want a round two before the others get here,” Vincent teases.
“I know but I want to turn in some short articles and add some of my photos to our database. Plus, I want to check on them because I won't be in for a bit during this haze thing. This might be the only safe time to do that,” I reply.
“Just to clarify, you woke up hazed, didn't you?” he asks. I nod and he continues, “What were you dreaming of?”
I shrug, “I don't fully remember.
He looks at me as if not believing me at first, but then he notices that I actually don't remember. He drops it, “So what's for breakfast?”
“What do you want? Because you already had dessert!” I say.
He chuckled, “Pancakes and bacon.”
I smile. I start cooking and he takes a blood bag out of the fridge. He pours juice and mixes it with some blood. He does the same with his coffee. I smile as I wonder why he just didn't bite into the bag. But then I realize he's not your ordinary vampire. He's far too refined for such an undignified thing. So I laugh to myself.
He gives me a look, “Really!”
“Stay out of my head,” I say as I stick my tongue out.
“Believe me I try,” he responds.
I smack him lightly on the cheek, “How dare you take that tone,” as I laugh.
He feigns being appalled which makes me laugh harder.
Katie appeared from her room, “You're up early.”
“Trouble sleeping,” I tell her.
“Vincent!” Katie yells.
He kisses my neck as he turns to her, “It wasn't me.”
“It's the haze. I don't get how these mated wolves do it I really don't,” I tell her.
“Girl, it can't be all bad,” she says.
“Okay, let me paint you an example. You're teaching when suddenly you feel flush. Then you feel the pressure build in your stomach. Next, your clit starts throbbing. You try to squeeze your thighs to stop the ache, but it does nothing. Your pulse races. Your pussy starts dripping and it doesn't take long before you're soaked. You need release and that's all you can think about. What would you do?” I ask her.
“Excuse myself to the private teacher's restroom and then I would take care of myself,” she says.
“Let's say you're doing that but it's taking longer than normal, because well it does during haze if you're alone. Your mate can sense your arousal no matter where you are. He will find you. You need him to find you too because you know he will give you the release you crave,” I explain.
“Crap, really?” she asks Vincent.
“Yes,” he says as he kisses me.
“But vampires don't haze, at least in movies they don't,” she says.
“Usually no, but I guess if your mate is like Eva then you do,” he explains.
“Can't you just fly far away?” she asks me.
I sigh as I shake my head, “Nope, they'd find me.”
“So what happens if you're not hazed but they are and you don't want to?” she asks me.
I look at Vincent, “Haze can't be controlled, it controls you. If they were hazed and I wasn't it wouldn't be long before theirs triggered mine.”
She looks around for clarification. Steven nods, “Yeah, it is true or so I've been told.”
“Are you both hungry?” I ask her and Steven.
They both nod as Katie asks, “How does it work for unmated wolves?”
Steven shrugs so I try to explain, “Well your uncle just chose someone or the winner of the obstacle course. Sometimes they were physical others not. If they were physical it was only a few times until they ended up friends. Like what happened with Kim, but I think she caught feelings about why she was insistent on winning the right to be haze mate to the Alpha. I don't think all are like that though. I'm pretty sure Dean is a player. I know Dalton is a player even when he's not hazed. Please don't be like him.”
Steven tries to reassure me, “You know I won't.”
“Make your first haze with a girl you actually like. I don't care if she's a wolf or not,” I tell Steven.
“Isn't it supposed to be with only a wolf?” Vincent asks.
I shrug, “Probably but I'm Alpha and Luna now, so I'm changing that!”
Vincent laughs, “Are you now? And what will the wolfman think?”
I grin, “I'll handle him. I kept him from harming you the other night after all. So I'll put him in the doghouse if I have to!”
We all laugh. Katie teases, “Girl.”
I shrug, “I don't care. He's probably listening in anyway because I know he's awake.”
“He's probably cooking the same as you,” Steven says.
“It wouldn't surprise me,” I say. Because it wouldn't. As time passes I learn more about these guys and just how similar we all are.
I finish cooking breakfast and we eat. Steven takes Katie to work. Vincent takes me to the office in his sports car with seriously tinted windows too. I am debating if they're even legal. Also, how can vampires have driving licenses when in reality they're hundreds of years old? I wonder how many fake IDs Vincent has gone through?