Nineteen
UNEDITED
Isa woke up before the sun had even risen, and lay next to Adrian for a few minutes before going to sit up. Adrian moaned in his sleep, pulling her back against his body, pressing his lips to her neck, then nuzzling into her before dozing back off. It was the most adorable thing when he did that to Isa, and it made her heart race as if she had just ran a marathon.
After trying once more to get up with no avail, Isa sighed, resting her hand on Adrian's cheek, "Adrian?"
"Hmm?" He moaned back, still deep in his sleep.
"I need you to let go of me, I need to use the restroom," Isa whispered, smiling fondly at the most irritating man she had ever met. As angry as he made her, and as much as he hurt her feelings, Isa loved when she got to see him as vulnerable as she did when he was asleep. It was being with a whole new man, not that she was with him as he had so easily pointe out earlier in the night.
Slowly, Adrian's arms fell from around Isa, and she sighed, sliding out of the bed and pulling the covers back over him before exiting his room. '
It was around one thirty, and the large house seemed completely eerie, but as she descended the steps, Isa couldn't help but wonder why a single man had such a large home. After entering the kitchen, Isa walked through the left entrance-the one she hadn't been through before- and came across what seemed to be a living room filled with black furniture. There were a few pictures of Adrian and Nicole, and some with two unknown people that Isa took to be their parents. Adrian looked like the male version of his mother, while Nicole looked like the father, except she seemed to have inherited the mother's dark hair.
Isa had never seen such a beautiful family before.
As she walked around the room, Isa let her fingers graze the leather couches and single-seater before making her way down the hall that branched off the living room from the front entrance. Isa flicked on the light at the beginning of the hall, and walked down it, looking at the few more pictures hanging on the wall. He was the same in all of them, unsmiling, but looked content.
It wasn't until Isa was past the middle of the hallway that she froze when she found a picture of Adrian, his arm thrown over a handsome, unfamiliar man's shoulder, the both of them grinning at the camera as if they hadn't a care in the world. Adrian's hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and the blonde man had straight hair that was just a little bit shorter than Adrian's, but his was unruly over his head as if he just decided a comb ad brush weren't needed that day. They were outside, a large group of people behind them like they were at some function or party of sorts.
Adrian's smile was bigger than it was when she had met Nicole, he looked at home, and Isa was dazzled by his perfect smile. She wished she could witness him smile like that in person. With a shake of her head, Isa sighed, moving past the pictures to a door that unlike the two others was closed, peaking her interest. When she tried the knob, it didn't budge.
Disappointed, Isa turned back around, retracing her steps until she found herself back in the kitchen where she opened up the back door, the cool air from the oncoming fall sending chills down her spine as she stepped out onto the back porch then, down the steps stopping on the last one to look out across the large backyard where she had watched him disappear into the woods earlier.
With a sigh, Isa sat down on the step, leaning her head against the railing, staring out across the dark, huge yard blankly, her arms wrapped around herself to keep warm.
"Mighty far from the bathroom, aren't we?" Adrian's voice rang, making Isa jump, then whirl around to see the sexy, bare chested Adrian descending the steps in only his boxers. She only shrugged silently, looking away from him as he came to sit down next to her only inches away, the two's knees brushing against each other's.
"What's wrong?" Adrian finally asked some while later, making Isa scoff as she glared out into nothing, "Like you care."
Adrian was silent after that, but his hand fell to the brick step between the two, right next to Isa's, before he took her own small hand in his. Isa sighed, pulling away, and tucking both her hands between her legs which were drawn up, and her chest, "I wish you would make up your mind, Adrian." She said quietly.
"About what?"
"Don't play dumb, you know you can never carry a consistent attitude around me," Isa snapped, fed up, "You just told me that i was going to have to change into some blood sucking monster just like you, and then less than two hours later told me I was merely a good fuck. I'm tired of trying to figure you out."
Before he said anything, Isa stood up, throwing one last glare in his direction before disappearing inside, and up to his room, sitting in the chair on the opposite side of the bookshelf than his bed.
She meant what she told Adrian. She couldn't even figure out who he was by snooping because everything that she came across that seemed like a doorway into her getting to see a part of him she never had was locked. Null and void.
Her fatigue caught up with her once more, pulling a large yawn from Isa before she climbed back into his bed, turning around and facing the wall so she wouldn't have to look at him.
He got into bed shortly after her, but didn't touch her, leaving Isa lying stiffly on her side, fuming in silence.
Her life was an open book when it came to Adrian without her even wanting it to be, but any time she wanted to learn something new about him, he cut her off as if she were a stranger. Isa hated it.
She hated that she was at her happiest when she was with Adrian, but also at her saddest, her angriest, most confused, and hurt, always hurt. At least if he kept one consistent attitude with her, Isa would know how to act, but she had no idea how to deal with any of his emotions besides his anger, so that's what she always drew out of him without even consciously knowing it.
Isa rolled over to see Adrian was already falling back to sleep, but she climbed onto him, straddling his chest and resting her hands on his shoulders. His eyes slowly fell open, his hands coming up to rest on her waist.
"You've told me what you wanted to," Isa murmured, "Now can I have what I wanted earlier?"
Adrian sighed, closing his eyes even as Isa felt his arousal making itself known against her backside, "You say I'm inconsistent, but I think you fail to see the complete one-eighty your attitude just did with me."
Isa shrugged, knowing and agreeing completely with what he just said, "The only two attitudes I have with you are hurt and horny it seems, and you know that. Tell me to get off of you, and I will, right now."
Of course he didn't. Both Adrian and Isa knew he couldn't resist her. Isa smirked down at him as he groaned, finally opening those silver eyes. At least with the sex, Isa could grasp on to one of his emotions that wasn't anger.
"Isa...." He trailed off as she reached behind her, pulling her bra off and tossing it to the side. Adrian rolled the two over, catching her lips with his as his hands danced down her body, pulling her shorts and panties off before letting Isa get rid of his boxers, the both of them panting by the time they were naked.
Adrian's hands on her was a feeling Isa couldn't believe she had forgotten as they cupped her breasts, squeezed at her hips, squeezed her ass, and cupped her face in his hands. She was addicted to his every touch, and at the moment, she couldn't bring herself to recognize that as a bad thing.
He slid inside her with ease for the first time since he had taken her innocence without a condom, bringing on a whole new onslaught of sensations that threw Isa over the edge mere minutes into their lovemaking. Isa had never been so happy that she was taking the pill, because with the way they were going, even if she weren't taking the contraceptive, she was sure she wouldn't be able to stop him, and a baby was definitely something they didn't need added to their already fucked up picture.
"Wait...." She panted, trying to shake the weak feeling from her limbs as Adrian rode out her first orgasm, pushing back into her wetness after giving her enough time to recover. He paused, his beautiful face screwed up in lust, in his need to be inside her after months as it took everything in him to heed to Isa's breathless request, just rolling his hips inside as he sat inside her, waiting for the go ahead.
Sex was the only time Isa had control. It was the one thing Adrian always willingly gave up to her in bed, and though Isa loved it, she had no clue why. He was a control freak, he had to be in charge, but Isa remembered the first time she had timidly asked him if they could try something new, and he gave her the reigns without a second thought.
He trusted her.
Soon after, they had resumed their dance of lust, Isa crying out as Adrian slowly transitioned from gentle to rough, gripping her ankles in his iron grasp as he pounded into her deeper than he ever had before. Isa was on cloud nine, and Adrian was floating right next to her.
She reached above her, gripping his face in her hands and pulling his lips down to hers, her shaking fingers gripping his jaw as his tongue battled her for control, winning easily as his fingers dug into her hips, dropping her legs, which Isa wrapped around his waist, pushing her hips up to meet his thrusts as they became les controlled by him, and more so by his need to finally explode inside her after months of a dry spell for the both of them.
"F-Fuck!" Adrian cried as he finally reached his climax, grinding into Isa as his fangs slid into the skin of her neck with ease, pushing her over the edge as well as she experienced him pulling her blood for the first time in about a week or so.
Adrian drinking from Isa was a completely different experience than him biting her in violence and rage. When he bit her the first time, he bit by the collar, right on top of the bone, and didn't heal it, but with him biting from thirst, Isa learned from Nicole that the experience was so different because his venom blocked out any pain she would have felt. It didn't come close to enough to change her into an immortal, but it worked as a sedative, and also an aphrodisiac.
They lay in silence minutes after they were both satisfied, and Isa sighed, rolling onto her side and propping herself up on her elbow, resting her head on her arm as she stared at Adrian. His breathing had evened out almost immediate due to the fact that he was a vampire, but his cheeks were still tinted red as he lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
"Let's talk," Isa proposed.
Adrian let out a bark of bitter laughter that was loud enough to scare Isa, "Don't you think we've done enough of that?"
"Really," Isa sighed, "Please? Any time we have sex, we just leave each other alone afterward. Sex for us is like an argument or conversation closer; a conclusion. I want to talk this time."
"About what?" Adrian asked, finally giving in to the small woman staring expectantly at him.
Isa ran her hand down his shoulder past his wrist, then back up, resting her small fingers spread out against his chest, "Why are you so angry? What happened to you?"
He was automatically on the defensive, "I'm not angry."
"Right now you're not," Isa argued, "But you will be soon; you always are. Tell me why."
"Why would I let someone who in the end is only going to be a waste of my time into my life?" Adrian answered Isa's question with a question.
She understood that, "So I'm a waste of time?"
He only shrugged, "Always have been."
Isa frowned at that, "Then why do you spend so much of your time with me?"
"Lately I don't. You've blocked me out."
He was obviously still mad at her about the security system. Isa sighed, mulling over something in her head before speaking again, "I'll take the system out if you stick with only me."
Adrian seemed to think it over, before sighing, "Fine."
"Promise?"
"I promise," Adrian swore, rolling onto his side as well, "Seriously."
Isa smiled at that, leaning over and pressing her lips to his, "Great, now I'll leave you alone for now if you do one last thing for me."
Adrian raised his eyebrow in question, eyeing the woman suspiciously, "What?"
She pushed his hair from his face, hovering over him, ignoring his gaze trailing down her naked form, "Smile for me. A real smile."
His lips turned up into a closed-mouthed smile, but his eyebrows stayed furrowed into the permanent frown they were always in. He looked so silly, Isa couldn't help but giggle, resulting in Adrian chuckling.
"I said a real one!" Isa demanded with a grin, running her fingers lightly over his muscled stomach, watching in shock as Adrian gasped almost violently before sucking his lips into his mouth, but before he did, Isa caught the completely recognizable sound of him laughing, though it was only for a millisecond at most.
Repeating her action, Isa let her tiny fingers dance over Adrian's stomach, grinning when he did burst into a deep, loud laughter that had to have been the second sexiest sound she had ever head, only coming after his voice.
Isaline had never seen a sight like the one she was witnessing now. She didn't know whether she was excited or turned on.
Adrian's head was tipped back, his eyes closed and his mouth wide open as he almost howled with laughter, "Isa stop!"
Of course she didn't, she had never experienced such a beautiful sound, and even if she wanted to stop tickling him, she didn't think that she could, she was smitten with the sound.
Adrian was weak with his laughter, but still stronger than Isa, she learned as he finally couldn't take it anymore, and reached down, trapping her hands in his, before rolling over so she was lying beneath him, but Isa didn't fight, she only looked up at him, watching his face as he slowly gained control of his features again, until his handsome face settled into a lopsided grin as he pushed his forehead against hers, "Don't do that again," He chuckled.
Isa threw her arms over his shoulders, letting his hair brush against her cheeks as she responded, "I didn't know you were ticklish, or that you could smile more than just a tilt of those lips of yours." She whispered, her eyes searching his.
He shrugged, letting out a deep breath, "A lot of people don't know that," He murmured as his eyes flitted to Isa's lips, "I find it sexy that my laughter turns you on,"
Isa blushed, breaking gazes with him as she bit down on her lip nervously, "It's a nice sound," She whispered. Adrian stared down at her for a moment before settling his weight on her body, burying his head into her neck.
As his breathing started evening out, Isa sighed, burying her fingers in his curly, now damp and tangled hair from their lovemaking. She let her mind wander to the past few minutes, how they had actually gotten along without fighting.
It was the first time they had. Even when he came to Isa's house the first time, through her window, they had fought that same night within minutes, even though Isa barely knew his name.
It felt nice to not have an argument with him.
Isa fell asleep content with Adrian lying on top of her. He had promised he'd only sleep with her, he had given her answers, so she wasn't as in the dark as she originally was, and they had laughed together. Yes, even between all that, there was drama, but that was only to be expected with the two.
When she woke up, he was climbing out of the bed.
"Where are you going?" Isa asked with a frown, yawning as she sat up to let her eyes follow Adrian, "Shower," He murmured, glancing back at her.
Isa climbed out of bed as well, grabbing her towel from last night, and followed Adrian inside the bathroom, but instead of climbing into the shower, she turned to the large Jacuzzi tub next to the glass shower.
She was bending over to turn on the water when she screamed as she was lifted into the air, and as she floated into the shower, landing on her feet in front of Adrian who was standing under the stream of water, eyes closed as if he hadn't just used his telepathic powers to pull her into the shower.
Isa reached around him to grab the loofah he had given her last night, grunting when Adrian gripped her hair in his fists, pushing her forwards as his fingers slid into her heat, "Good morning," He growled in her ear.
By the time they exited the shower, Isa was walking on wobbly legs.
After she pulled on her clothes, she made her way downstairs, to his kitchen which looked even better in the daylight.
It was almost one o'clock, so Isa offered to make lunch while Adrian sat at the island, on his phone.
"So was this the first and last time I will ever be allowed at your house, or what?" Isa asked with her back to him, as she made the two plates of sandwiches and soup.
He sighed, and Isa glanced back as he set his phone down and rested his chin on his hand shrugging, "You can come over when you want," He said slowly, as if he weren't sure of what he was saying, "But I have three rooms that you aren't allowed in, okay?"
Isa nodded in understanding.
"Two are down the hallway you were snooping down last night," Adrian told Isa, making her frown in confusion, "You know I got out?"
"I know everything that you do, Isaline," Adrian stated, frowning at her, "Keep that in mind before you try to snoop. Anyways, the other room is on the second floor, very end of the hall. I don't want you in any of those rooms."
"Okay," Isa murmured, placing a plate down in front of him, "I-" She cut herself off as her phone started ringing, and pulled it out of her pocket, glancing down at the caller and seeing it was Isaac, "Hey brother," Isa chirped, walking into Adrian's living room.
"I need a favor," Isaac stated, pushing all greetings aside.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Can you watch Christian for a couple of days?" Isa smiled at the mention of her two and a half month old nephew. She was in love with the infant, "Of course, you know I'll watch him whenever you need me to."
"Okay, Del's wanting to have some Mommy and Daddy time, but I didn't want Marc to watch him."
Isa chuckled at the mention of Del's twin brother, who happened to be the wildest person Isa had met. During any family events, everyone was a nervous wreck when Marc had little Christian, though he seemed to be a pro with him, but he was walking around so much, and just being his normal all-over-the-place self, and it just made everyone very...cautious. He was a sweet guy, but Del trusted Isa more than she trusted Isaac with their son when it came to watching him alone.
"I'll be over in about ten, alright?"
Isa cursed under her breath, "Ah, I'm not at home right now, if you could give me-"
"He can bring him here," Adrian called from the kitchen, making Isa's brows shoot up in shock, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, it's no problem," Adrian shrugged, walking into the living room.
Isa smiled at him, "Thanks. Uh, Isaac, I'm at Adrian's house, so if you could just drop the baby over here that would be great."
"You two are back at it?" Isaac asked in shock. He had thought they were finished permanently, and had told Isa so. Isa told him not to bank on that.
"Yeah," Isa murmured, curling up on Adrian's couch, "I'll text you his address, okay?"
After hanging up, Isa looked over at Adrian, studying the vampire who was texting furiously on his phone. Feeling Isa's gaze on him, he glanced over at her with a scowl on his face, "Looks like we're going to have guests."
"Who?" Isa asked with a frown.
"Nicole and Leo," Adrian spit both names out, making Isa's confused look .
"Who's Leo?"
Adrian's scowl deepened as he turned on his TV with a flick of his wrist, "My fucking best friend."
"The one that said-"
"That's the one," Adrian laughed bitterly, "That's the fucking one."
Isa took it that Adrian's best friend was not welcome at the moment at the moment judging by his face and sour attitude,, but she couldn't help but be excited to meet another important person in his life. She just prayed this man didn't come with a lot of drama....
And now I need to go work on chapter 42 of Nom De Plum....