Their Unexpected Love

Chapter 6: Fae

I knock softly on the door of Sir Demetrio's door. 

I need to see him off before he goes on this mission with Beta Marcos.

I think twice about it, then turn to walk away. Hoping he didn't hear my knock.

Demetrio opens the door quickly.

"Thank the blood goddess, Fae! It's you!" He says as he wraps me in his arms and pulls me into his bedroom and closes the door behind us.

I feel the wetness of his skin. He must have just jumped out of the shower because his hair was still wet and he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. The water droplets were falling on his broad-chiseled chest. The muscles of his arms flexing as he pushed his long, wet hair back. 

"You have been avoiding me, haven't you Fae?" He accuses me. 

I am still very distracted by his very, very wet body. So, I cannot seem to remember the very good excuse I had for avoiding him these past couple weeks. 

I nod. LIterally struck-dumb-silent. 

What is wrong with me?

"Fae? Are you alright?" He asks me with concern in his voice.

I nod again. 

Still staring at his wide, delectable chest. My hand seems to have a mind of its own and reaches for his chest. Before I even realize it, both my hands are exploring the contours of his chest. My hands move down his body to where I can already see his erection growing. 

Wow...he is big.

I mean really big. 

It's getting even bigger and I wet my lips.

Demetrio is watching me, as I ogle his erection and body. 

He hisses as my fingers intermingle in the thin line of hair, showing me the happy way to what I am ogling. He stops my hand before it disappears under the towel. 

The sparks I feel when the touch of his hand on mine, breaks the lustful trance that I was in. I move my hand quickly as if I was burned. I turn, feeling how red my face must look. I was appalled by my behavior.

"I am so sorry, Sir Demetrio," I say, not bearing to look at him. 

"Fae, look at me," Demetrio says to me as I move around me to face me. 

I lift my eyes to look at him.

"For one, do not call me Sir, unless we are role-playing. For two, you did not have to apologize for what just happened, it was super f*****g hot, and for three, why are you avoiding me?" he asks me in his usual way, which makes my lips automatically turn up in a grin.

I need to tell him what he already knows.

"I can't let you bite me Demetrio. I can't disrespect my brother like that. He doesn't care for your kind. He still holds sort of a grudge against vampires, because of what happened to our parents. Not against Luna Karime of course, he respects her. But male vampires are still a cause of hate for Patrick." I explain with all honesty.

Demetrio rolls his eyes because he has heard all this before. 

We have been doing this roundabout, back and forth, relationship for almost a year now. I know he grows tired and impatient with me. I also know that I am falling head over heels for Demetrio. 

I can't ignore the sparks I feel when we touch. 

I know he is my mate.  I really don't need a 'blood test' to tell me that. But I can't hurt my brother. He has sacrificed too much for me. I would lose him if I choose to be Demetrio's mate.

"I think we should stop seeing each other," I say, blinking back the tears that are filling my eyes. This is not how I pictured this conversation going. I don't even know why I am saying this to him. The possibility of him leaving me is tearing my heart apart. 

Demetrio's face shows no emotion.

"I think this is what is best for both of us. You should go back to your clan and find your true mate." I lie.

"You know damn well, you are my f*****g mate, Fae. You are just in f*****g denial." Demetrio growls.

I whimper.

"Don't f*****g do this. Don't end us before we have even started. I know you feel something for me. Why do you hide behind your brother as an excuse? That's what I think you are doing. You are using Patrick as an excuse because you are afraid to love me." Demetrio continues to yell at me.

I open my mouth to say he is wrong but his glare stops me.

"Don't! I know you are going to f*****g lie. So..just..don't. I can't handle another lie of denial from you. If you want me to leave you alone. I will. After we find the witch that is responsible for Adeline's death, I will leave. I will move back to my clans land and you will never have to see me again. Just f*****g be honest with me. Don't lie to me or to yourself anymore. Please, Fae." He begs me in a pleading tone.

"I....I...lo" I stammer.

The banging at the door stops me from continuing with my declaration of love for him.

"Dem. Let's go!" Beta Marcos calls from the other side of the door.

Demetrio rolls his eyes at the interruption.

"I'll be down in a second." He growls at the door.

"Hurry your ass up!" the Beta growls back but then I hear him stomping away.

"I should let you get dressed," I say as I make my way to the door, wiping at the tears on my face.

"Yeah. Just go." Demetrio says as he shrugs his shoulders in defeat.

As I put my hand on the doorknob, I remember my original reason for coming to see him.

"Please be careful on your mission this evening, Dem," I say softly to him. 

Then open the door and walk out. I lean against his closed door.

I hear him say something through the door, that sounded close to, "Like you f*****g care." in an angry voice.

I care, Demetrio. I care more than you will ever know. I think to myself.