Love Bites (Book one)

Chapter twenty seven

*Yasmin*

I followed the Master vampire back to his office. I knew he was angry about something with the harshness of his voice, but I did not know what I had done to upset him so much. He was the one that insisted on a demonstration and he even won, so why the hell would he be mad at me? We walked in silence, each step feeling like I was walking closer and closer to the end of my time here. This was not fair, but then again, nothing in this life was fair. What was I going to do? Where was I going to go? Maybe I could try and make it on my own, find a quiet little place to set up, get a job pulling the graveyard shift in some s**t hole.

We got into his office, him walking in before me, not looking back at me until the door was closed. Then he turned, his eyes dark, his body tense. He took one step back towards me, my body pushing up hard against the door. Then, without a word, he was against me, his large hand clasping both of my small ones and pinning them above my head like he had done in the training ring, his other holding onto my hip as his lips crashing down onto my own.

It was like in all the cheesy romance films I had ever watched. I felt my toes curl, my body become alive with the feeling of him so close to me, possessing me. I thought that my small form would be too small to ever fit together against his larger one, but I felt like we slotted together like two halves of the same whole. My mind went blank, the sensations running through my body too much to comprehend. He pushed his tongue out and I gladly opened up to him, his taste like nothing I had ever had before, the feeling of his hand on my skin sending lightening coursing through my body. I felt alive, so f*****g alive.

A moan escaped me, his hand traveling under my vest top, stroking along the waistband of my shorts making my need pool in my panties, my core aching for him to reach down, touch me where I wanted him to touch me more than anything right then. He pulled back, looking down into my eyes with the same need as I knew I felt as well. “Yasmin.” He whispered, my name sounding like a prayer upon his lips. “I need you.”

I found my head nodding, knowing that I needed him as much as he needed me right then. His lips turned up into a half smile, his lips moving back against my own. This time, I knew what I wanted. I nipped at his bottom lip slightly, feeling a growl rumble up his chest as he pushed against me harder. I wanted more, so much more. I felt length thrust against me, so long and hard that it was hard to ignore just as it had been hard to ignore when he had me pinned to the floor of the training ring. The feeling of him against my core gave me a small amount of relief from the ache between my thighs, but it was not enough.

The Master vampire moved back again, his breath fanning my face making me want to lean back in and have his lips against my own once more. “Yasmin.” He breathed out again.

“Master.” I whispered.

“I want you in my harem. I need you in my harem.” He begged.

I breathed heavily, thinking about his words in my head. He wanted me in his harem? He wanted me to be in his bed that he shared with so many others? “No.” I breathed out, my brow scrunching up with confusion and pain.

The Master looked down at me, his face looking like I had just shot his puppy. “What?” He whispered out, not seeming to be able to believe that I had said no to him.

“I can’t. I won’t.” I shook my head, saying the words as much to myself as I was to him. I tightened my hands into fists at my side, my body tense and needing to hold onto something in order for it to go through with what I needed to say. I looked back at him, my face set with determination. “For ten years, my maker forced himself on me every day. For ten years, I had to sleep with that man by my side even though he made my skin crawl and feel like I would never be clean again. When I was human, I let my father beat me, take out his rage at the world on me. Those things I didn’t have a choice about, those things I had to grit my teeth and bear.” I shook my head, feeling a tear rolling down my cheek. “If I have to live forever, if I have to be this.” I sighed, gesturing at myself, at the monster that I was. “Then I think that I at least deserve a sliver of happiness.”

“I will make you happy.” The Master stated, looking into my eyes as he took a step back towards me.

I held up my hand, stopping his movements. “Happy?” I asked, almost confused as to what his definition was. “Maybe I am being big headed or self centered, but for me, I would not be happy being with a man who was using me for my body.” I wiped away the tears that persisted to fall. “I would not be happy being one in a sea of many. I have spent thirty one years on this planet being used, unwanted. I refuse to spend another day feeling that way.”

The Master vampire stumbled back slightly, like I had just shot him in the gut. His eyes looked around the room, different emotions flashing before his eyes before he looked back at me with anger. “Get out.” He whispered. I wasn’t sure if he ment of the room or his kingdom, but I did not have a chance to ask as his face contorted. “I said, get, out!” He gritted out, electricity sparking from his hand as he slammed it into the desk at his side.

I moved back from the door, fumbling with the handle slightly before I managed to wrap my hand around it and ran. I went to my room, slamming the door as I paced back and forth. I wasn’t good enough, I would never be enough for anyone. I was worthless, I was dirt, I was nothing. The words I had heard every day of my human life played on a loop in my head. Over and over. The gut wrenching pain they brought me almost too much for me to bear.

I stopped in front of my desk, swiping my hands over the neatly placed stationery, sending it flying around the room. I was so angry, so pissed off at the world, at death, at what I was, at me. I threw all the stupid throw pillows from my bed, not caring when they crashed into a lamp and smashed it on the floor, not giving a s**t as I pulled all the clothes from the wardrobe, ripping some of them to pieces, hating that the master vampire had given them to me just so that I would be more emeniable to agreeing to his request.

How long had he been thinking about this? How long had he been waiting for me to feel like I had a place here before dropping that bombshell and tearing it all away from me? I collapsed on the floor, my tears still falling down my face as I hugged my knees to my chest. I rocked back and forth slightly, trying ot get the tears to stop falling. I don’t know why I was in so much pain, but I was. I don’t know why the Master vampire asking what he did hurt me so much, but it did.

I jumped as I felt an arm wrap around me. “Hey, hey. Calm down, it’s just me.” Angel cooed as he held my side against him. I did not even hear him come in, I didn't even see him move across the room to crouch down by my side. I moved my head slightly, resting it against his chest as I continued to cry through my anguish, through the pain that I felt so deeply I never thought it would end. “It’s okay, whatever it is, it’ll be okay.”

I shook my head slightly. “No, no it won’t.” I sobbed, looking up at Angel. “The Master vampire, he is going to send me away. I know he is.”

“Why do you think that? I already told you that he wouldn’t want to send you anywhere.” Angel sighed.

“Why? Because he wants me as one of his whores.” I gritted out. “Yeah, he made that perfectly clear. But I have the right to say no, to say I deserve more, and so I did.” I hissed, my voice breaking slightly.

Angel just held me to him, held me while I cried until my whole body felt numb. He didn’t try to reassure me again, I mean, what was there to say. I had no more tears left to shed, no more pain to feel. Angel let out a long sigh, his hand moving up and down my arm even though I could hardly feel it. “Have a bit of faith Yasmin, you will get through this.”

He scooped me up in his arms, my body floppy through the exhaustion that I felt as he placed me onto the bed. My arms wrapped around my body as I rolled onto my side, protecting myself from the world, from everything. Angel brushed my hair from my face, letting out a long sigh as he walked around the mess in my room and out of the door, leaving me to try and sleep.

I closed my eyes easily, my lids feeling so heavy that it was chure to try and keep them open. That is when I realised why the Master had cut me so deeply, why his words hurt me so much. I wanted the Master vampire to want me, I wanted him to possess me like he had done in my dreams, state that I was his and his alone. But, I wanted him to be mine as well. I don’t know why. I don’t know if every female feels this way about him, leading to his harem of available women to see to his every whim. My chest tightened as I could still feel the ghost of his lips against my own, the spark of his touch burned into me like a searing hot poker to my core.

I wanted him, and he wanted me, but I was not enough, and that was not enough for me. Frankie’s words of warning about her father using women, Sedvey’s, his temper and his lust came to mind. I was stupid for allowing myself to feel this way. I was weak for letting the hope of being with him cloud me in such a way that I now felt as dead inside as I actually was.

It didn’t matter, nothing mattered. My sorrow dried up, leaving only cold steel in its place. I would not cave, I would not bend. If the Master vampire wanted me gone, I would find a way to do it on my own. If I stayed, I would be sure to never allow myself to hope, to feel as deeply as I had done without even realising it. Darkness consumed me, matching the darkness of my sole, knowing that I would not let it defeat me.