Someone tucked me in closer, I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck. He gave me a gentle kiss on my shoulder. Electricity sparked throughout my body. My back was against him so I could not tell who it was.
My mind was fuzzy, I was in a delirious state.
“You’re safe now,” he said to me. “Everything will be just fine.”
My body relaxed at his words. I believed him, whoever he was.
“Renee, my love,” he whispered.
His lips covered my mouth perfectly. He pushed me down with his wings covering the whole bed. His hands trailed down to my neck and then down to my shirt. It just hit me on the head that I was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, that I had not showered since.“Michael, wa–““You can’t take back your words, Arianna,” he breathed out the words to my mouth. Then he pulled my shirt from my head in one movement. He did not waste any time before he shifted my bra, revealing my bare chest.Michael straightened his back a little so that he could
He lunged inside of me in one stroke.One stroke.I was not a virgin. I was quite experienced.But I need to repeat this so you guys would understand.He put his shaft inside of me, the whole length, in one stroke. And I moaned loudly, half because of the shock, half because of the pain. My focus went blur but my survival instinct kicked in and I knew I had to grab on the chandelier for my dear life.He stopped for a while, burying himself inside me so deep as if waiting for me to get accustomed to the feel of him. Waiting for my insides to stretch according to his shape. He whispered to my ear, “You like that?” Then he bit my earlobe. I couldn’t help but moan more.“It’s a heavenly music,” he said, “Let me take you to cloud nine, my Lady.”He moved his hip, taking out his shaft until only the tip was inside of me. “Look down,” he said.I did as I was told. I looked do
In the end, Alexander made me shower before he would show me around the lab. But when I came out of my first shower, he clicked his tongue on me and ordered me to take another shower. “Wash your hair too,” he said.That morning, I showered twice for him before he was finally satisfied. My face was already sour as my fingers became wrinkly due to the excessive exposure to water.He gave me a set of clothes that just fit my style. A black tank top and jeans with a pair of leather boots. Simple but chic.But then he sprayed my whole body with a bottle of perfume. A whole lot of it.“Xander… stop,” I called him with his nickname that I usually use. “You’re going to make me smell hideous.”“Better than smelling like that ice of an angel,” he murmured.“Huh?”He sprayed a couple more puffs of the perfume bottle before turning the whole bottle into cinders with his own
“I thought the date would be rotated?” I couldn’t help myself to ask, “Isn’t after Michael… it’s back to… Alexander?”I felt so stupid for asking that. He had just insulted me and right then I asked another man if Alexander would take me on a date. I was a mess.“But you just did a date with him,” Renald said casually.“What?” I was dumbfounded. “When?” Was there a time-lapse that I did not know of? Did Alexander use his magic on me to not remember anything? Oh no… what did he do to me?“You guys walked together around the house,” Renald said, “That was your date.”“What?”Renald was shocked to see my reaction. I was shocked with my raised voice too.“I mean… how can that be a date?”“The date doesn’t have to be specific,” Ren explained still in a casual mann
Renald Davis told me his life story while measured his weight, height, and temperature, also his blood pressure. Even when I was taking swab samples of his mouth and nose. I was so engrossed in his storytelling that I stopped in my track a couple of times.“I am a hybrid. My mom is a vampire and my dad is a werewolf,” he started, “Hybrids are kind of… an abomination to both beings. They have been at war since the very beginning.”I stopped writing. Instead, I gave him my full attention.“I was hidden for the first half a century. Lived in a small cottage in Norwegia to avoid both clans. We were happy. Just the three of us. My mother was even pregnant with my sister.”When the curiosity hit me, I found it hard to resist questioning him about the basics of vampires and werewolves. He explained to me patiently that full-born vampires stop aging at the age of eighteen or nineteen. While vampires that were once humans
“W–what?” I stuttered, “I’m not… aroused…” Obviously, it was a lie. But a hybrid couldn’t smell lies, right?His fangs pressed into my skin, but not so much that they pierce me yet. Renald slipped one hand under my tank top. His touch burned my skin. And I could not deny that there was building anticipation.He licked the spot again, sending chills all over me. I saw his eyes flashed red in an instant before he then plunged his canines to my skin.I gasped.I only heard the subtle crunching sound in my ears before I felt the stinging feeling coursing through me.It hurt so badly. I moaned in pain, clutching Renald’s shirt without thinking.He drew me closer. Then suddenly, he took out his fangs.‘Is it done?’ I thought, ‘That’s fast.’I heaved a sigh because… it was not as bad as I thought it would be. But then he whispered,
I read my notes numerous times that day, repeating the words that Renald told me. He had a rough childhood, and surprisingly, Alexander was the one who helped him. But after our… rendezvous, I suddenly felt weird at how fast my body succumbed to the lure of pleasure. Okay, too dramatic. Yet, it was true.I have never felt anything like it before. Never felt attraction nor have sudden pleasure urges. I didn’t even touch myself a lot–which is sad, now that I think about it. Look, it’s not that I didn’t find myself attractive. It’s just that I didn’t have the time for it.But when I was with Michael and Renald, it felt just… right to do it. Even with Alexander, after some thinking of nostalgic thoughts, I started to question why I was comfortable with the three thousand years old male to take my virginity even though I just met him that night. I started to think that it was “The Lady” thing all along. That I wa
“No. No,” I shook my head. “That was Renee. That wasn’t me. I’m Arianna. Not Renee from your past life.” “You are The Lady,” Tony said, “So you are one and the same.” That sounded gibberish to me. How could I be the same person as all of those girls Xander showed me in the paintings? It was bollocks! “What about Crishella and Kinara then?” I asked. “Kinara can’t be me. She’s too badass to be me.” “They were you too. Just in a different time,” he answered calmly. “Plus, you are a badass, Arianna. You always were and always will be.” Oh, that was actually nice. But that was beside the point. “I don’t remember anything from their lives…” “But you’ve started having flashbacks, right?” Tony continued, “You’ll start to remember them one by one and not in sequential order.” Okay… that was a lot to take in. So, I was about to remember all eight–because I was the ninth–lives I hadn’t known. I wrote Renee’s name on the pa