He started moving.
A moan squeezed from my throat.
OH GOD
Pleasure was ringing through me.
The sweetness of the fruits returned to my mouth and I threw my head back as I sped faster and faster toward the stars.
I was clawing at flesh, I was biting back. I was wild yet unaware of most things.
I touched the star I was reaching for and then I burst into a million pieces as I fell back to earth, hearing a masculine roar echo through the air. Movement stopped. My breath came in labored pants. I felt perfect. I felt absolutely--
Abruptly the happy glow faded away and my eyes popped open.
No.
No.
It couldn’t be!
The haze was gone and with it my happiness, my joy, my pleasure.
A low horrified moan pushed past my lips and I reviewed all that had happened. He had… He fed me… My throat closed up and I moaned again. No! NononononoNO!
This couldn’t--
Fate wouldn’t be so cruel---
Yet here I lay.
With an enraged snarl I shoved at Damien who was still wrapped around me tears stinging my eyes. Tears I refused to shed.
“You BASTARD!” I yelled. “You absolute Fucking BASTARD! Get off me! Get OFF OF ME!” I shoved harder but he was too strong. Too damn vampire. He wouldn’t budge, one hand aimlessly caressing my leg. I felt ready to throw up. “LET GO!” I slammed my fist into his chest, not caring as I pain throbbed through my bones. In fact I reveled in it. It was my punishment, if I had just excepted the pain… With a enraged scream I pounded on his chest screaming out curse words as I bruised my hands and struggled against his hold.
It was so wrong.
So wrong.
I’d enjoyed it… I’d felt pleasure where disgust belonged. I had moaned his name god damnit! It. Was. So. FUCKING. WRONG!
My hand hit is chest and he rolled away abruptly as though stung but I didn’t stay to check. On unsteady legs I jumped up and stumbled over to… anywhere… just away from him. I only made it as far as the corner before I collapsed to my knees, heaving up anything that lay dormant in my stomach. I stopped heaving after a few minutes and gulped down breaths through my mouth feeling exhausted and empty, but when I saw the imprint of his fingers on my pale flesh I lurched back over and found I had more to get rid of.
So. Wrong.
I stayed still, eyes closed as I leaned over just in case I had to start again. Why was this happening? Why? Was it because I had hated my mothers new boyfriend? Was that it? Blindly I pushed back my mane of hair and pressed my lips firmly together.
Fate was so cruel.
Cold hands turned my chin to the side and I refused to open my eyes as Damien used a wet cloth to clean off my face. He stopped and then I was swept up in strong arms and held against a bare chest as he started walking back to the bed.
“Don’t.” I whispered. But that was all I could say.
I was lain down on a bed of softness next to a bigger body , the silk sheets smooth over my flesh yet felt like a cruel reminder as rough as bristle. I didn’t want to lay down. Didn’t want to be near him. But I couldn’t break his hold as he kept his arms around me, his front against my side.
“I didn’t force you Rebecca.”
“What do you call drugging someone?” I snapped, voice choking slightly.
“It was a stimulator,” he rasped into my ear. “Better than a drug because now I know Rebecca,” his fingers caressed my flesh and I shuddered, “I didn’t force you to do anything, it was your body, your libido. I even set the dosage right so it would ware off right before I did anything. You were aware then. You made the decision to continue. It wasn’t rape Rebecca. As much as you want it to be, it was.” I was trembling, fighting tears as he whisperer. I felt his lips curve into a smile against my ear. “You wanted me and now you’ve had me.”
I couldn’t contain the tears anymore, couldn’t stop the sorrow from overwhelming me. Could what he said be true? Was I truly sick enough to crave him?
I turned onto my side, and closed my eyes as tears fell against scarlet.
Was it true?
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GASP!!! i know i'm a horrible person but look on the bright side i was going to end it before the 'scene' sooooo be grateful all you ppl who kept asking for one
anyways what do you think will happen? Is Damien sadistic? Is he telling the truth? Why did he jerk back when she hit him??????
Questions questions.... hmmm my requirements are
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Vampire-Napped~~~ Chapter Twelve~~ Addicted
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