Haunted (Alastor x OC)

Ch 70

The pattern was a chunky cable knit, and I couldn't help but love the way it accentuated my curves.

After my short observation I opened the door and Alastor was waiting right outside. He looked up and his eyes flashed red for just a second before his smile widened.

"Stunning..." he murmured, and then walked forward closer to me. He scanned my body and then ran his hands down my sides, starting up at the curve of my breasts.

I blushed at that and then he grabbed my hips and pulled me into him.

My cheeks were burning as I stared up at him. He's being really sexy right now for no reason...

"I may just have to eat you alive dear, you look delicious..." he purred and I giggled.

"Al stop, we're in public," I said quietly with a little smile on my face, and he glanced around.

There's no one around.

"That didn't stop you the other week, you little succubus~" he growled down at me with a chilling smile. I shivered and felt weak in the legs, another stupid giggle bubbling up my throat.

I watched his teeth sharpen and he leaned down to kiss me, backing me into the dressing room before he shut the door and locked it.

"Now it's my turn," he growled against my lips before picking me up and putting my legs around his waist.

He placed my back against the wall, his hands on my thighs to keep me up.

"And I couldn't care less if you stay quiet or not, I prefer hearing you whine and beg," he said smugly and all I could do was blush and smile. My heart was hammering and my arms were around his neck.

He pushed his pelvis against mine and I bit my lip. He's not playing games...

His lips were on my neck before I knew what was happening and I sighed softly, tilting to give him more room. He peppered me with kisses, and then scraped his teeth back up my neck.

They were still sharp.

I gasped and grabbed a fist full of his hair, pulling him up. He grunted and his blood red eyes fell on me.

He was breathing heavily and there was a bit of a blush on his face as well.

"If you do that again I can't promise I won't fuck you right here and now," he said roughly with a smile and momentarily I forgot what I was even going to say.

Then I shook it off and chastised him, "you can't bite me in public! You think Eliot is blind?" I hissed and he laughed.

I let go of his hair and my eyes widened when he pressed his body completely against mine, rolling his hips just slightly.

Then he got close to my ear.

"I can do whatever I want with you, peu d'amour...within your boundaries of course...and...if you didn't want this to be happening, I would know...so be a good girl and tilt your head," he whispered and I got a cold chill.

Despite me trying to fight it, a stupid smile spread on my face and I exposed my neck to him. I slid my hands back up into his hair, I was beginning to feel hot from what he was doing. Hot in the best way possible.

He kissed my neck a few more times, and I noticed that he wasn't leaving hickeys, he was only kissing. Then my eyes widened and I bit my lip hard when he sunk his teeth into where my shoulder meets my neck.

My grip on his hair tightened, and he rolled his hips a bit rougher than before. A strangled whimper left my throat as I tried to be quiet.

My legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and tears pricked my eyes. He bit me firmly, and it almost felt like he was about to tear a chunk of my flesh away.

I trust him...I'm not scared. The second time around, it hurt just as bad, though. I closed my eyes and a few tears slipped past my lashes.

The pain mixed with the pleasure of him pressing his pelvis against mine was really strange...I don't mind it.

He growled and pulled his teeth away, huffing slightly. Immediately I felt him lick the wound and then he pulled away and smiled.

His white teeth were bloodstained and so were his lips. I gave him a smile of my own, but a quick observation of my face made his smile falter.

Oh, he must have seen the tears.

He brushed his thumb over my cheeks, testing to see if they really were tears and when they obviously were he cupped my cheek.

"Honey, are you ok? You're crying dear, I didn't mean to make you cry..." He said quietly, quickly becoming worried. I shrugged and shook my head.

"I'm fine, it was just a reaction," I said and he wiped my tears away with his thumbs.

He hummed and then put his hand over my throbbing neck, and the pain dulled before subsiding completely.

"There...it's gone. I was a bit rough that time, I apologize..." he said softly and I lowered my eyelids and with the hand in his hair I tightened my fist around the strands and pulled his head back slightly.

His eyes widened and he grunted softly, then his smile widened.

"Now, dear, what did I say about doing that?" He growled and I smiled sweetly.

"You ain't gonna do shit," I purred at him and watched the look on his face quickly shift. In an instant his hand was around my throat, holding me against the wall before he started kissing me roughly.

His other hand that was on my thigh holding me up started sliding up and he slid under the hem of the dress. I moaned softly and he growled, his fingers just reaching my underwear.

He started to pull them down when something banged on our dressing room door.

"Are you two actually fucking in there?!" Came Eliot's voice. Alastor's eyes widened and mine did as well, both of us frozen in place.

He quickly put me down and twirled his finger, changing me back into my proper outfit and the dress appeared in his arms.

He put on a broad smile and then winked at me before disappearing from my sight. I opened the door with a smile and Eliot raised an eyebrow.

"Where'd Max go?" He asked and crossed his arms. I shrugged, giving him an innocent smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I hummed before brushing past him.