Torn between two

Chapter 15

Elijah’s POV

I look at soundly sleeping Dunya, in my arms. She fell asleep right after a few rounds of mindboggling hot s*x. She snores mildly and I can’t help but smile at this gorgeous creature in my arms. Her eyelids flicker and I wonder what she’s dreaming about. One of the good qualities of being a vampire is being able to read someone’s mind, but I can’t read hers. My thoughts go back to the night we first met.

I came to Athens, in attempt of freeing myself from the situation back home. My elders wanted me to be more serious about my position, but I couldn’t care less. I made an excuse to come here, to oversee our latest blood shipment. I just finished a meeting with a local operative in the club (really original for two vampires to discuss business in a nightclub) and was about to head to back the villa as I didn’t really care for the nightclub scene. When this amazing scent hit my nose, my throat felt dry as a desert, my fangs slowly peeking out.

I haven’t had this kind of emotion in ages and just out of curiosity I followed the scent. It led me to the edge of the dance floor to short gorgeous black-haired woman. It was like she was glowing, her beautiful dark hair swaying around as she danced to the rhythm of the music. I couldn’t help but stare at her and soon she noticed, I smiled at her. Her eyes were shining as she formed a beautiful smile back at me. In that moment, I knew I had to have her, I had to taste her. I hadn’t had this sensation in ages, not since...

I snapped out of my thoughts and walked towards her, but she was dragged away quickly. I shook my head; this is really not a good idea. She’s perfectly happy living her life, I don’t want to ruin it with my dark world.

Her scent still lingered in my nose, sweetest honey and vanilla. It was almost as I could taste it on my tongue. The sensation was too overwhelming, and I was going through a battle inside my head. I had to talk to her, there’s no way I would lose control. I followed her scent again, this time to the bar and my emotions won the battle.

I don’t usually pry people's minds, but if I don’t get my walls up, their thoughts are clear. Getting closer to her had my whole brain on haywire, I couldn’t think straight as her scent got stronger. I could hear everyone’s thoughts and desires, making my head ache with the constant thoughts they had, but not hers. Somehow, I couldn’t hear anything from her mind, even though I concentrated on solely on her. Nothing and that tiny moment on focusing on her, made me feel serene for the first time in decades, maybe centuries.



Looking back at it, I’m glad I followed her. This woman is amazing, and I love having her to myself, even though it’s hard as f*ck keeping my natural instincts at bay. I would never hurt her, she’s the best thing that’s happened to me in a very long time.

I kiss her forehead gently and get up from the couch carefully, not wanting to wake her up. I pick up a blanket and lay it over her naked body. Gerald is back and still waiting in the garage. I mind link him to come in and put the shopping bags in my room, after that he’s free to leave.

Since, Dunya was coming over, I had to put my blood stash in the basement. Couldn’t have her walk to the fridge and think I’m some kind of a lunatic. I put on my pants and climb down the dark corridor to the basement, where I will help myself to a cold blood bag. I look through the blood bags, looking for a good one to quench my thirst. I’m famished and don’t want to get crazed around Dunya. I pick up two bags of O- and devour them in seconds. I reach for a third one when I hear Dunya calling my name from upstairs thanks to my super hearing.

I climb the stairs quickly to see Dunya wrapped around the blanket, about to come down. “Hey, you’re up.” I say as I climb up to her level.

“Yeah, I was just looking for you. How long did I sleep?” she says tightly holding the blanket around her chest. I closed the door behind me.

“Did you miss me?” I grin at her, making her blush. “Not long, about an hour.” I pulled her to my chest and leaned down for a kiss.

“I thought I’d make something for us for dinner, but there’s only the light in your fridge.”

“Oh, are you hungry? Let’s order something for you. What would you like to eat?” I lead her back to the lounge.

“I’ll have anything you want.”

“Well, I want to eat you” I wink at her, and pull her against myself, making her blush scarlet red. She’s so adorable when she gets embarrassed. “That won't fill your stomach though” I give her a smile and kiss her passionately.

I hear Gerald clearing his throat to catch my attention. I turn to him “The bags are in the master bedroom, and I brought some pizza for miss Dunya.” This man is a life saver. “Would there be something else, before I leave?”

“Thank you, Gerald, that would be all.” He nods, and leaves. I turn to Dunya and see she’s baffled.

“So, is he like your butler?” she asks confused.

“Sort of, yeah. His family has been in my employment for generations, really good people.” I look at her and she still has her brows furrowed.

“Generations?” she simply asks.

“In my family's employment, I meant to say.” Her mood softens and she has a peculiar smile on her face. “Come on, let’s get some food in you” I lead her to the kitchen.

She sits by the breakfast bar, while I cut her pizza in eight slices. Gerald had also bought different sodas for her; I grab a glass from the cupboard and give it to her. She pours cola for herself and grabs a pizza slice. I go and sit next to her and watch her eat.

“Aren’t you eating?”

“I already ate when you were sleeping. I had some left-over take-out.” I really hate lying to her, but I can’t exactly tell her the truth, not yet at least. She nods in disbelieve and continues eating with one hand. I look at her desperately trying to hold the blanket around her with one hand and smile. I want that blanket off.

I wait for her finish the second slice of pizza and decide it’s enough for a while. I grab the blanket and throw it away, taking Dunya by surprise. She’s completely naked underneath and my d**k jumps at the sight.

“What the hell, give it back!” she cups her breasts for protection and commands. I turn her around and stand between her legs. “You’re not going to need it.” I say and crash my lips with hers, tasting her delicious mouth. I unbutton and unzip my pants and let slide it down, placing my d**k at her entrance, which is already wet and ready for me. She murmurs something in my mouth, but I can’t really hear what. She puts her hands on my chest, pushing me gently so our lips part. “Condom!” she demands. Oh, for f***s sake. This would be so much easier, if I’d just tell her vampires can’t impregnant nor transmit any s****l diseases. That would of course require me telling her I’m a vampire first. A growl escapes my lips as I search for a bloody condom. Her purse! f**k, only one left. I should call Gerald.

“What’s taking so long?” she yells from the kitchen, not realizing I’m just walking in. I place the condom on my shaft, as I’m walking closer to her. She bites her lower lip in anticipation. I spread her legs again, stepping between them. I grab her head to a kiss and slowly push my throbbing d**k in, making us both moan loudly.

I pick up the pace thrusting in and out of her sweet p*ssy. She’s a bit swollen from earlier, making her already tight p*ssy tighter. I slide my hand, down to her nub and rub it gently. She holds on to the edge of the bar stool, tilting her head back in pleasure. Her moans excite me more making me thrust even harder. Her walls clamp around my d**k, insinuating she’s getting close to her release, making me almost come with her. Not yet. “Come with me baby” I hiss through my teeth, as I hold on to her hips pumping into her faster. She puts her arms around my neck, fisting my hair tightly. I buck my hips faster, f*cking her furiously. Her p*ssy walls clamp around my c*ck and she cried out as she reaches her release. I slam into her few times until I orgasm.

She was panting vehemently, her hands still wrapped around my neck. I kiss her delicious lips and pull myself out, making her softly shudder. “You can continue eating now.” I smile at her.

“You’re a jerk.” she chuckles. I give her another kiss, before pulling the condom out and placing it in the trash. She gets up and picks the blanket from where I threw it on the floor wraps it around herself again.

“What are you doing?” I ask as I approach her.

“I’m covering myself.” she replies matter-of-factly.

“You don’t need to cover yourself around me. Ever.” I elucidate and grab the blanket.

“I don’t feel comfortable walking about naked or eating naked, for that matter.” She holds on to the blanket.

“We just f****d, naked. I’ve already seen every inch of your sexy body.” She blushes again but doesn’t let go.

“Fine, you can wear it when you eat, but after that, I expect you to be fully naked.” I walk out of the kitchen to find my phone and text Gerald to bring some condoms. He instantly answers back and says he already did. They should be among the shopping bags. This man really thinks of everything.

After a while, Dunya walks to me still covered and I raise an eyebrow at her. Right when I’m about to say something, she drops the blanket and comes to sit on my lap, straddling me. My d**k jumps up, completely erect, touching her ass. This woman will drive me insane. I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, giving her plump ass a smack.

***

“Elijah?” she asks wrapped in my arms. “Mmm?” I manage to say, while kissing the side of her neck.

“What do you do for a living?” she asks while softly fondling my arm wrapped around her. “You talked about import business?” she continues.

“Yeah. Medical stuff.” I answer and continue kissing her neck.

“Medical stuff? Like, do you buy or sell medical stuff?” she asks confused.

“Yeah, mostly blood.” I answer truthfully, I don’t want to lie to her. We collect blood, from willing people around the world to feed our ourselves and our subjects. People do really anything for a quick buck. And it´s grown to be good business in the few last decades. Most vampires don´t want to live as barbarians anymore and hunt down innocent people. This way, we can still keep a little bit of our humanity intact.

“Blood? As in donations?” she continues her questioning.

“Yes.” I nibble on her neck.

She turns around, sits on her knees and looks me dead in the eye. “Are you a vampire?” She asks without showing emotion. Is she serious? She looks serious, maybe I should just tell her. She doesn’t seem shocked asking me, maybe she’ll take it well. Then she starts to giggle uncontrollably.

“Sorry, I just had to.” she continues laughing at her own personal joke. What is so funny?

“Why are you laughing?” I ask confused.

She finally calms down and looks at me with a grin. “Well, you deal with blood for business, you have never eaten in front of me, we haven’t seen each other during the day. Layla called you a vampire when she saw my hickeys and her brother Daniel called you a leech, which I now realize he was implying your business. You know, blood equals vampire equal leech.” she chuckled. “As if in vampires are real and not some wet fantasy of teenage girls.” she continues, rolling her eyes.

“I never liked the word leech.” I say deep in thought. She was joking, she’s not really serious. “You don’t have any hickeys.” I say as I look at her neck. That’s weird, I did bite her pretty roughly yesterday, of course not drawing blood, but there’s no scars.

“Well, they’re hidden under tons of make-up.”

“Babe, I’ve licked and kissed your neck hundreds of times already, there’s no way your make-up could’ve survived that.” I say and keep looking at her neck. She jumps up and goes to the bathroom.

“Let me show you; I’ll wash it off.” I hear the faucet turn on and she comes out after a while. “I guess you’re right, no hickeys.” She says with furrowed brows. “I swear there were clear bite marks on my neck” she says as she climbs back to bed.

“I can make you new ones” I say with a grin. “I promise, I won't drink your blood.” I said seriously.

“Keep it in your pants, Edward Cullen.” she smirks. f*****g Edward Cullen.

“You’re going to regret saying that.” I say with a smirk and pin her to the bed, pressing my body on top of her.

“What are you going to do? Step out in the sun and shine brightly?” she chuckles.

“I’m going to make you come, till you pass out.” I say and leave a trail of kisses as I go down to between her legs.