Kicking back one side of her tent flap Siana ground her teeth against one another, that man was no more saint that some of the men back at the manor. The way he hissed at her still sent spine tingling shocks up and down her body. Having heard quite a many sounds from male, that one in particular was very new.
She was starting to think he was something other than human, but his smell was of nothing. This bothered her more, as even a human contained at least a little scent of his own. Siana shook her head placing an open palm to her mouth, wishing she’d of just taking a normal Lavoro wasn’t even the start of her feelings for this adventure.
About ready to check on Shirgar, her tent door brushed open, shadowing campfire flickers War held her over the shoulder glaze.
“Stay away from that man.” His grumbling tone wasn’t something Siana was uncommon to, but rather the words he said were. She rose a brow in defence.
“You know something.” She stated openly, turning her whole self his way in a push for answers. War grunted taking a seat in a corner allowing her tent flap to close on its own accord.
“I know he isn’t human, and he will try again.” Siana’s lips pulled over her slow extending fangs. Just the thought of that creature's hands on her gave way to unwelcoming urges of pulling limbs from another beings body. She could feel her inner parts shifting unevenly, as if they were trying to break free into some wilder animal.
“What is he?” She made no notion to cover up her discontent in such talk, nor did she bother to shield War from her bared teeth. Rolling his shoulder exhaustively, War looked up to her quickly darkening eyes.
“You should sleep, well be up early for traveling.” Siana took an imposing step closer into War’s personal space. The answer she was looking for hadn’t been given, and she was going to gain something of one even if she’d have to best the man whose hands were like kissing fireflies to her skin.
“Answer me!” Her push held power in each word spoken, to which War’s fangs poked out from under his own lips. His warning went unheard when he didn’t speak, so again Siana asked for her answer, only this time she rumbled her chest with authority. Mere seconds after doing so she found herself face up, her nose slight hairs away from his own while molten black pools of death glared back.
“Do not challenge me, when I see fit to hold my tongue.” Had they not been close to human ears, Siana knew he’d of bellowed into her face. Gripping both his forearms, she stared evenly with him.
“I have the right to know. Your tongue holds far too much for my liking, and I am in no need of your protection.” shifting her weight to relieve herself of his weight, War kicked her knees apart with one of his own. Siana growled feeling her traction to escape fading with his humanity.
“Tell me then. When you are held down, unable to remove one from your space, how will you protect yourself then. When your weapons are far from reach, and a scream will only heighten the push for more.” Nostrils flared heavily with each earth shattering truth he spoke, making a point to inform her she’d in fact have to engage in calling for his help through a private link, was one of few things Siana ever wanted to commit to.
If she thought he’d of hurt her, Siana would've left his manor far too long ago. But she had the oddest feeling he was merely trying to save her from something she knew nothing about, mainly because he refused to enlighten her as to what that fear should be. With a slow forming grin, she parted her lips, licking them slowly. She watched as his eyes darted to keep perfect form to her eyes, only to fail with every attempt.
“Come closer and i’ll show you.” Digging her nails into War’s flesh, Siana caused a few to puncture his skin. Blood drops trickled down her own fingers, interwinding with one another in a twisted design down her forearms. A slow tilt of his head tossed dark hair into War’s eyes, giving his deadly appearance for more worth. He moved with such easy to her face, that Siana began to wish she’d not of said what she had.
Having on other choice to his weight being lowered her to Siana’s nails dug in deeper, the remaining which had yet to break skin down drawing blood of their own. Her eyes widened to the amount of pain he’d just put himself into, just to get closer to her.
“Do not tempt me Siana, though I am half beast, I am still but a man.” He rolled his nose down her jawline will falling against an earloop, hot breath from his jarred mouth burned against her neck muscles. Her neck turned allowing him a better viewing, normally a signature of submission, but for Siana it was a need. She didn’t move when his lips dragged across her soft skin, giving way to pulsating veins.
Time ticked slowly as Siana practically whined for his bite. She had started to notice a change in herself every time she’d either drink from him, or to his fangs sinking into her own flesh. He awakened something far faster than any other thing Siana had tried. Believing the more he bit her, the faster she’d be able to fully comprehend what she was, Siana was more than graciously allow War a taste of her.
Gracing caines shot sparks throughout her body, feeling his tongue move across a lower part of her neck, Siana held her breath. It didn’t so much as hurt, but rather his force was powerful enough to cause her to forget that moaning wasn’t becoming. Having scolded herself far to many time in the subject, Siana also wondering periodically what was wrong with her. Woman weren’t suppose to like being bitten and drank from, or at least that is what she was lead to believe.
Lips pursed tightly into a thin line, her eyelids unable to remain open to War’s tightening of jaw muscles around her throat. A mixture of hots and colds destroyed her body from the inside out, causing tremors to rattle even solid foundations. Every swipe he passed with a baited hot tongue gave Siana less and less control over her vocal chains, he pushed harder against her body to receive a better clamp on muscles that were already to their breaking point.
Swearing he was more male than she could handle, Siana felt her arms move along with his own. Having very little option, she moved where he move. One arm held higher about her own head was now being restrained to his massive palm, all while he used her other as leverage in its out stretched form. It gave War more room to work her body, pulling, sucking and down right torturing her with his increase of want for more taste.
“War” It choked out, bubbling all her emotions into one breath taking word. Hearing his snarl only further shivered Siana, leaving her to call out his name several more times till he understood she was beginning to lose consciousness. His immediate pull back was painful, having ripped away from her flesh. But Siana kept her whimper down, a want to show she wasn’t injured a bigger priority. War checked her repeatedly, tilting her head this way and that. Making her open eyes with a light touch of his finger tips.
“You should of stopped me sooner, your weak, vulnerable to attacks.” Siana could hear his frustration, but it was his worry that took her by surprise. Shaking her head softly to his words, she curled up keeping more heat to her slightly colder temperature.
“I am alright, just weary is all.” She didn’t need to see his frown, to know it was there. His grumbling irritation was image enough to full on displeasure.
“I will stand guard over you tonight, tomorrow you’ll need to feed, as your body will need to be replenished from what I took.” A bitter sound emitted from his last few words. Siana opened her eyes gently looking up at him with a long huff of her frustration.
“Your bite helps me, its why I didn’t stop you sooner.” Admitting her why’s, wasn’t something she’d planned on doing had she been in her fully able state. But he looked broken, twisted about the whole thing, and being that he’d not done it to harm her, Siana felt the need to ease whatever suffering she could. Having known the man had enough suffering to fill gallons of barrels with.
“What do you mean...helps?” Again his face lowered to her own, but Siana’s eyes fought for dominance and pushed her to close them once more.
“It just...help me...think.” Her yawns muffled words to which War grunted at. Feeling his eyes on her lasted a blink, as Siana’s body decided she’d no longer need to be awake.
Watching her drift off was more peaceful than War had expected it to be, he knew down right she was tired, him having drank far more than she’d should have allowed him to. But her taste, he could still feel its molten sweetness drown out all his worries, the way it had the very first time he changed her. A heavy palm dragged up his features resting to sore neck muscles.
(Working on more, but just an fyi, were getting like 27inches of snow so my power might snap at any given point. -_- i'm hoping not as I'm stuck in this house, but yea...if this book suddenly goes cra cra...its cause that's what happened to my brain from being locked inside for so long. >.> I warn you now)