Torn between two

Chapter 20

After hours of lying and relaxing by the beach, I went for a swim. When I came back, I saw that Elijah had texted me. He’s done with his work and wants me back, needy man. I collect my stuff, and decide I’ll go to the public shower and wash the sand off of my body. It takes a while for me to find it, it’s kind of hidden behind the dressing rooms.

I set my stuff aside and step under the shower head and turn it on. As I’m rubbing my body clean of the sand, my mind wanders to yesterday and our steamy shower. Oh God how hot that was. I smile to myself with my naughty thoughts. His big c*ck deep inside me and his rough thrusts. I should get going back before I come right here.

Suddenly I feel two warm hands on my body, pulling me close to a hard chest, making my skin crawl with disgust. What the actual f*ck!? I pull away, scratching the two hands around my waist. I turn around to see that it’s Kristopher, Daniels’s cousin. This douche! “What the hell!?” I yell in disgust when I have successfully pried his hands off.

“Hey sexy, fancy seeing you here. Why are you pulling away?” he says and puts his hands on my waist again pulling me closer. I try to pry his hands off of me.

“Because I don’t know you and don’t want you touching me! Get off before I scream!” He just chuckles and pulls me close to him and squeezes my ass cheek with one hand.

“Come on, if you didn’t want me, why’d you wash yourself so seductively after seeing and smiling to me?” he says and kisses my neck. I try to push him away, but he doesn’t budge.

“What the hell are you talking about? I was just washing sand. Get your hands off of me before I scream bloody murder!” If he wasn’t Daniel and Layla’s cousin I would have already screamed and put on a show, but I couldn’t out of respect for them. Squeezing my ass and touching my body, is something I’m used to, it’s not the first time and he definitely is not the first guy to do it.

“Oh, come on, you know you want it. I can smell it on you, you’re turned on.” He says with a grin.

“I’m warning you, hands off jerk!” I say and push him by his chest. Smell it on me, what the actual f*ck does that even mean!?

“Are you sure you want that?” he says and grins.

“YES!” I yell. He just keeps smiling and finally releases me lifting his hands in surrender. I quickly collect my stuff and go the changing rooms locking the door behind me. As I turn around to get my stuff, I try to calm my breathing. I feel disgusted, even though I’m used to be treated like that, I hate it. I hate it with all my heart, I’m not a piece of meat you can just take when you want to. I think I’ve gone numb after all of these years of being treated like that.

I reach for my towel, when I hear someone trying to get in. “There’s someone in here!” I shout, but someone’s still pulling the handle. “This one’s taken!” I yell, but suddenly the door burst open and Kristopher walks in and slams it shut behind himself.

Before I can react, he has me pinned to the wall with my hands over my head. I try to struggle off from his grip, but he’s holding really tightly. He reaches down to my bikini bottom, untying the straps from my waist, that are holding them up. In a moment of panic, I pull my knee up as fast as I can, hitting his balls. He doubles over growling in pain, I quickly hold the straps with one hand, so the bottom won't fall and grab my bag and run out. I run straight to the car and get in, not wasting any time.

I start the car and immediately drive away with the tires screeching, not even worrying about the seatbelt. Once I’m far away from the beach, I stop the car in a resting spot and let all of my emotions out. I sit there shaking and crying, still not comprehending what was about to happen.

Thank God I managed to escape that. That asshole was about to force himself on me. As I realize that a new set of emotions roll over me. The memories from the first time that almost happened flush my mind.

I was only 13, I didn’t look a normal 13-year-old, I already had my figures. The guy was 18, a friend of a friend at a party. He would’ve had his way with me, since I was really drunk, but luckily my brother stopped him in time. Since nothing actually happened, the cops did nothing.

Elijah keeps calling me non-stop. I had to get myself together and just go there. He can’t know this, no-one can know. Elijah gets extremely jealous every time I even mention Daniel’s name, what he would do if he’d find out, I don’t even want to know. And Daniel... He was so protective, that he almost attacked his own cousin at the gathering...

I drive to Elijah’s villa successfully with google maps, drive in the garage and just breathe in deeply. Nothing happened, I’m fine, I just need to calm myself before going in. Before I can get out of the car, Elijah opens the door and looks at me worriedly.

“Is everything okay? You didn’t answer any of my calls... What happened?” he asks and looks over at me, seeing I’m still in my wet bikini. f**k, I forgot to change...

“Yeah, everything fine! I wanted to concentrate on the drive!” I lie with a fake smile.

“Why are you still in a bikini then?” he asks not believing my words.

“Well, I was hot and the changing rooms were crowded. I forgot to take my towel with me, so, I just had to come like this.” I say and get out of the car. “I’ll clean the seat, I’m sorry.” He pulls me in for a hug and kisses my forehead.

“Babe it’s okay, Gerald can clean and dry the water. Are you sure you’re okay? You seem, off.” He says as he gazes into my eyes. I almost want to tell him, but I can’t! So, I just fake the biggest smile I can and kiss him. “I’m fine. I just need to shower.”

“I can join, if you want.” he says with a smirk. Any other moment, I’d love for him to join, but not now. I just want to wash Kristopher off of me.

“I’d love that, but I just want to shower quickly. Maybe later.” I kiss him again and go upstairs.

After maybe 30 minutes in the shower, scrubbing myself from head to toe, I finally get out. I really needed that to calm my nerves. I feel like s**t, and it shows. I need to get my head straight. Elijah’s waiting for me already in the bedroom, sitting on the bed.

“Are you sure, everything’s fine?” he asks again with a worried face.

“Babe, I’m fine.” I smile and walk over to him, sitting on his lap.

“You were pretty long at the beach, were you all by yourself?”

“Yeah, I was. Why’d you ask?”

“No reason... Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something.” he says still with a worried face.

“Can it wait till I eat something? I’m famished!” I ask and give him puppy eyes.

“Yeah of course. Gerald has already made something for you. I already ate.” he says and smiles.

“Of course, you did.” I roll my eyes and get up to get dressed.

After dinner I sit on the couch next to Elijah, his behavior is weird. Usually, he can’t keep his hands off of me, but now he’s sitting away from me. He looks like he’s going to say something really big, I wish he’d just spit it out, this is frustrating.

Elijah’s POV

I wanted to tell her everything, but I’m really nervous. She seemed off when she came back. She smelled like a mutt and then she tells me she was alone. She was clearly lying and I don’t know why. What if the mate bond between her and the mutt is real and she’s falling for him and doesn’t want me to know? I should just tell her and claim her, that way she wouldn’t leave me.

I try to think what to say and how to say it. I should just spit something out, she’s looking concerned. She scoots over and comes to sit on my lap, straddling me. “Elijah, you wanted to tell me something?” She asks as she wraps her hands around my neck, pulling me closer.

“Yeah, I did. I’m just finding the way to tell it.” I say and put my forehead on hers, inhaling her scent deeply. She cups my face and pulls me in for a kiss, making my doubts vanish. f**k I love this woman. I really do. “I love you, Dunya.” I say as she stops to take a deep breath. Her eyes widen and she looks at me surprised. Her heart rate increases.

“Elijah, you can’t just say stuff like that...” she says with confusion written on her face.

“I can and I will. I mean it Dunya. I really love you!” I cup her cheek and look deep into her eyes.

“We’ve known each other for two weeks! How could you love me so soon?” she asks with furrowed brows.

“Everything about you is perfect. I love everything about you. I love your body, I love your voice and your laugh, I even love your perfect snore when you’re sleeping next to me.” I kiss her deeply.

“Elijah... I...” she starts, but I interrupt her. “It’s okay, you don’t have to say it. I just want you to know how much I love you.” She looks into my eyes and a wide smile appears on her lips. “I love you too.”

Her words flow from my brain to my barely beating heart. I feel alive, more than I have felt for centuries. I need to tell her now, that I’m a vampire. She will accept me now that she loves me. She has to.

She pulls me into a deep kiss before I can open my mouth, our tongues hungrily tasting and twirling. Her passion and hunger, makes my d*ck pounce to attention. She fists her hands into my hair, pulling me closer and tugging gently. She starts grinding on my crotch, making me grow even bigger. I really need to tell her now. I stop her for a bit “Dunya, wait.”

“Elijah, I need to feel you deep inside of me.” she says making me almost lose control. I growl deeply and lift her in my arms and carry her to the bedroom. She managed to strip my shirt on the way, I take hers off with one move. I slide her shorts down and pull her on the edge of the bed and get between her thighs.

She sits up and holds my hands pulling me to her. “I said I want to feel you inside of me!” she demands and pulls my sweats down, freeing my fully erect c*ck. I quickly step off of my pants and rip her thongs off and shove myself deep in her, making both of us moan loudly. F*ck, this woman is hot and so tight! “F*ck, yes!” she moans and scratches my back with both of her hands. It makes me go deeper and faster, pounding her mercilessly. “God, you feel so f*cking good!” I keep pounding her and lower her bra, making them push her already huge breasts up. I take one of her n*****s into my mouth and suck on it hard, making her wince.

I want to bite her so badly, taste her sweet blood, but I have to control my urges. I can’t force her; I want her to freely offer herself to me. So, I settle to just sucking on her perfect t**s, biting and licking as I f*ck her faster and faster. I feel her walls tighten around my rod as she nears her release. I move my hips in circles as I thrust into her, hitting her sweet spot.

“I’m going to come! Oh God, Elijah!!” she screams and digs her nails deeper into my back. “Come for me baby.” I say and pound into her, sucking her n*****s. She arches her back, pushing her breast to my face and finds her release, her tightening walls making me orgasm at the same time. I keep thrusting in to her, emptying everything I have deep inside of her.

“I love you” she says and pulls me for a deep kiss. “I love you too.” I kiss her back passionately. I get off of her and pull her to my chest.

“Dunya, I wanted to tell you something else...”

She looks up at me, waiting for me to continue.

“I really am a vampire and I can prove it to you.”