Elijah had taken me straight to the bathroom, leaving out some towel and shirt for me to change into when I was done. I had hastily taken my bath and slid into the white shirt he had brought out for me, pulling it down as it rode up my laps.I fidgeted as I walked out, noticing that he had changed into briefs and was now sitting at the edge of the couch with his face in his palms. His gaze snapped towards my direction and he tilted his head back, his eyes sweeping hungrily across my body. Curling my toes and faltering under his burning stares, I raked my fingers though my hair, watching his face soften for a millisecond before hardening back into their cold and calculating gaze. “Sit down,” he whispered softly.I shook my head to disagree, flailing my arms in the air, “No, no, no. It's fine! I'll stand.”He snarled at me, a growl rumbling through his chest when his eyes suddenly shifted colors to that of the beast that I had witnessed earlier on.“Sit the fuck down, Alexis. Don't ma
“What if I'm in love with him? What if I'm seeing someone? It's not like you're planning a long term relationship with me in the first place. Kai isn't like you, okay? He isn't making me feel like I have to be on edge whenever I'm around him.”Elijah shrugged, tracing the outline of my thong at the same time his hand slid under my shirt, finding my nipples that were already hard and perky for attention. “Oh, Really?”The bulge in his briefs grew when another moan parted my lips and his fingers began to trace circles around them, cupping my breast in one large palm.“How do I make you feel then? Aroused? Turned on and confused? I mean, you saw me shift and you're not even scared of me. Doesn't that mean you want me as much as I do? You want me to ruin you, you crave the darkness I bring. You seek the pain I could give, the relief that follows behind. You want me to be your destruction.”As creepy as it sounded, he was right. I didn't know I needed any of these until he said them– well
One would think I was possessed at how fast I was ready to ditch Elijah for Kai. Well, Kai just continued to stare at me like I had grown another head when I asked him to take me home.It was surprising for me too.If there was one thing I knew, it was that Kai liked me and wasn't going to play with my emotions the way Elijah would, and let's not forget the beast shifting thing. It was only right I stuck to a human. Well, unless he suddenly turns into something too.Did everyone else turn into a monster at night? Or was it just an Elijah thing?Kai's dreamy eyes struggled between staying on mine and the road as he clutched the wheels tight. His lips darted out to lick across the seams of his lips, the mere gesture making me all hot and bothered.“Do you want to fuck me, Kai? Cause I want to fuck you.”He gasped like my words surprised him, his eyes widening when he turned to face me again, stuttering as he cursed under his breath, muttering strings of incoherent words. “Come on, Alli
I had somehow managed to maneuver myself to where he was seated, letting the seat drop back, I pushed my thong down, lifting the shirt above my head to reveal hardened nubs begging to be touched. He gazed at them for a while, as if deciding what to do with it before taking one into his warm mouth. I arched my back instinctively, a shudder racking through my body. His tongue felt so good on me as he swirled it around my caramel seeds, I lifted, stroking his shaft a few times with my clit before aligning his length at my entrance, baring down on him fast. Both our cries filled the air when Kai filled me up. I clenched around him instinctively when his piercing grazed my walls, the feeling more heightened than ever. I was already close, so close I knew just a few thrusts from him and I would topple over the edge.“I'm clean, on pills. Are you?” I fired our my questions hastily while he nodded frantically in response.His body shuddered and he panted, gritting his teeth before he flaile
Night was always the time when everything happened. From dark supernatural forces roaming the world, to vampires lurking in every corner of the streets and most importantly, those who found pleasure in the nightlifes. Those whose only solace were clubs, bars, and joint houses. And let's not forget, notorious gang members were said to enjoy prying on the weak at night out in the streets. In one word, the night harbored everything bad and evil; which was the gang members, vampires and demons. Only two out of those didn't exist in this world we live in except for the gang members of course. Let's face it, this was reality anyways. The good part; was clubbing, the bars and good smoke joints and the underground dope houses for meth, heroine and whatnots. All of the above good things were my hobby. My favorites. I lived for that shit. Literally. We were in the 21th century where rich aristocrats had infested the world and let's be honest, no one gave a fuck if some set of teenagers or gr
He led me out of the club to where a Cadillac escalade had been situated. His ride was quite fancy. Classique. Hurriedly opening the door for me, he hopped in too. He signaled the chauffeur who nodded and drove off. Were we going to an hotel? I had nearly died from anticipation. I always took my men home, not them taking me anywhere. He sat calm, brought out his phone and tapped at it. "Were are we going to?" I asked. "My home," he replied calmly. Okay, this was getting awkward. I was here burning up and he was there acting all calm. Was I even a turn on for him? Or was he just the only one who has this much effect on me? Fuck it, I yanked the phone out of his grasp and his brows furrowed, "What are you do–"Before he could say something else I covered his lips with mine. A wanton moan slid past my lips when I caught the whiff of tequila and lime on his breath. The amazing feel of his lips was heavenly. He stiffened under my abrupt move but eventually began to kiss me back.
His home was magnificent. Nicely decorated far more properly for a bachelor, the glass mansion was elaboratly designed it had no hanged pictures except some few paintings on the wall. As much as I'd have loved to explore the entire house in all it's magnitude, I didn't think that was a proper thing to do. He led me into the living room and headed straight to the mini bar, "care for a drink?" He turned to face me when he plucked out a bottle of whiskey. "Why don't we just get down to business instead?" I drawled out seductively. His lips twisted back into what would have been called a smile, " we will. But first Lizzie, we have to talk."Stepping out of my heels I flicked my hair to a side and slowly began to unzip my dress. I swayed my hips in a perfect rhythm as I approached him. I pushed him back against the bar counter my hand rested on his chest and my lips slowly kissed his jaw. "Talk about what?" I asked hoarsely. He rested the bottle back on it's shelf and his hand curled
"Hmmm, he mumbled, "fucking goodness you're tight." He whispered against my ear as he slid into me from behind. He had me blindfolded and on all fours I bit down on my lips as he stretched me farther than anyone had ever done. "Thanks for the compliment! You're fucking big and stretching the shit out of me. And the blindfold? I didn't take it nerdy was into bdsm's." I snapped, cringing when a slight pain spread through me. He pulled back and rammed harder into me with a force that could have tossed me off the bed if it wasn't for his hands holding me. He stretched and filled me to the hilt in ways I'd never been. "Fuck!" I cried out. The blindfold seemed to heighten the feel of his cock sliding against my inner walls it felt so fucking good when the pain had diminished. He slowly slid in and out of me like we had the whole time in the world, "you talk much. Rather than unnecessary talking, I think I have something quite suitable for that mouth of yours," He pulled back again