We ported to Vlad's room and the lights dimly automatically turn on.
I squirm in his arms as I tease, “But games are fun.”
Vlad growls, “You're highly infuriating you know that!”
I smirk, “You know you ported well just now. You should be thanking me!” I laugh as a thought occurs to me that I can't resist provoking him with, “Creative, sassy, sexy, diabolically incorrigible is my brand, big man.”
He grumbles, “I should've known you'd be trouble after the first word you uttered to me.”
I grin as I wind his hair around my finger, “What you get for trying to dismiss me so easily. I'm incredibly persistent and I hate being made to unjustly feel inferior. I think I more than proved to your arrogant ass that I'm fierce and strong and won't ever be ignored or ordered around!”
Vlad sits me down and spins me to face him, “Leave it to Vincent to fall for a brazen bitch like you.”
“Oh I can be a real bitch, you've not seen anything yet! He's not the only one that's fallen for me either. So don't put the blame on Vin. We fought that initial attraction as he told you. That was before the pull before the hint of a mating bond. Your brain can disagree with your heart and soul all it wants, but eventually the stronger force wins out.”
My eyes flare and he's pinned to the wall. I stalk over to him, “You see I'm like no bitch you've ever encountered,” I speak commandingly yet seductively as I run my finger across his jaw and down to his chest, “Your words may say one thing, but your body and soul
another. Show me which you choose to follow.”
His lips crash onto mine. I allow him full freedom of movement. With the speed and force of a runaway freight train, he pulls me into him as our tongues battle for dominance. Clothing gets torn to shreds in an instant.
We pull away and just look at each other. We aren't Hazed yet but I can start to feel its pull.
Vlad growls,”Fuck it!”
Our chests heave as we gaze at each other lustfully. He runs his hand down my body to my hips. The fire between us builds as flames coat our skin.
“Eva,” he whispers in shock.
I grin, “Surprised?”
I see the Haze in his eyes dissipate and then ignite to blaze brighter than before, “Never has this happened!”
I smile, “Because we are bound,” is my simple answer with eternal consequences.
Vlad huffs, “Damn, I hate when Vincent is right!”
l laugh, “I do too.”
We kiss and allow our fires to mingle. It's comforting yet sheer power. I feel the Haze starting to take hold as he picks me up and lowers me onto his cock…filling me, stretching me as he begins to thrust. We rise and float in the middle of the room entwined in moans of lust and ecstasy.
We both came. As we kissed the Haze triggered and its full force hit us like a cannonball. Now our eyes became swirling masses of color as our touches became more urgent and rough. Our teeth sank into each other's necks. I roll my eyes in bliss. God, he tastes like a smokey sweet caramel confection. I moan loudly.
We gaze into each other's eyes. “Your eyes!” Vlad says.
I smile, “We are fully Hazed, this is what it feels like. That pull just takes over binding us as one.”
“Everything is intensified!” he pants.
“Yes, anything that was there is brought to the surface and amplified. Every dirty desire will come to fruition,” I admit as I press my body closer to his.
Vlad kisses me lightly, “No wonder you lost days.”
I laugh, “I know you relish control but we won't have it in a few minutes. I know you're feeling it just as I am.”
Vlad replies nervously, “I…I don't want to hurt you.”
I stroke his cheek, “You won't. The worst thing that happens is I pass out after we burn this place to the ground.”
I grab his hair and pull him into a kiss. Passion ignites and we are thrown into a frenzied writhing mass by the Haze. Harder, faster, deeper…moans, bites, and claws come out as we push each other over the edge multiple times. It's as if years of pent-up sexual tension and frustration are all being expelled at once.
We continue to float around the room changing positions and surfaces. Thankfully the fire engulfing us isn't burning our surroundings. Finally the haze subsided and our fires went out. He laid me on the bed and gazed down at me as he entered me slowly all the way to the hilt. We both moaned. This time it's just us, no Haze. He starts to thrust and I match him driving him deeper. We continue as the pace quickens. We kiss as he pummeled me. Finally we both cry out and come. He falls into me and kisses my neck. He rolls off of me and we get under the sheets. He pulls me to him, “Stay, please.”
I smile. I know he felt it too, but he's stubborn like Vincent and I. He'll eventually admit not all of this was the Haze until then I will just keep my amusement to myself.
As we are laying there, Vincent ports in, “The sky caught fire. Not sure how we are going to explain that!”
I laugh, “Aliens!”
Vincent mocks me, “Seriously!”
I shrug, “Well for some it will work. Others we can tell that there was methane in the atmosphere and it must've gotten ignited by lightning.”
Vincent rolls his eyes, “But it's not storming.”
I reply smugly, “So make it!”
Vincent scoffs, “Then help unless you're too tired.”
“Never!” I bellow as I snap my fingers it starts thundering and lightning.
Vincent rolls his eyes, “Show off!”
“Asshole!” I yell.
Vlad just laughs as Vincent stares at me.
I move the bedspread, “Just get in bed, Jesus!”
He strips down to his underwear and gets in bed beside me. There, in utter contentment, we drift off to sleep. Vincent can't bear to be away from me. I know it bothered him when I went to the Pack House. He's not left my side since. I wonder if he senses what is to come.