Sam:

"Shouldn't they be here by now Xanthe?" I asked, peering out the window like a child would waiting for their parents to get home.

The dome was just a couple miles away but we were going to meet in this castle for a gathering of a sort. Xanthe said this castle belonged to Orion but was then turned into headquarters, but the problem being that he wouldn't tell me what this headquarters was for, or why it was needed in a place like this. We sat in one of the towers, away from all the bloodsuckers and humans that worked in the place, maybe to give me a break or him a peace of mind. Xanthe was sitting at his desk, casually reading with his opticals on and everything.

"There was a problem with the train." He answered not even bothering to look up.

"What problem?" I asked but he just patted his lap for me to go to him. I reluctantly went to him, but did not, however, sit down on his lap. He looked up at me, setting his book down and smiling. He patted his lap again, but I shook my head to answer him.

"I won't tell you until you sit." he said with a smirk. I glared at him but reluctantly sat down in his lap with a grumble.

I looked over at him but he just smiled, turning me until I was straddling him. His hands gripped my waist as I silently protested about my butt being placed against his groin.

"Tell me." I reminded him but he just ran his hands under my shirt, feeling my stomach. I scowled at him but I didn't stop him, even if I didn't want to do anything sexual with him right now.

"Well the train was hijacked, but Orion thinks magic was involved since they heard an explosion."

"Is my brother okay?" I asked. He ran his fingers up my chest, playing with my left nipple trying to get me turned on. Which wasn't gonna happen.

"He's fine, baby, he's fine." he whispered, rubbing his hands anywhere he could. I pushed at his chest, trying to get up but he held me where I was.

"I'm tired, let go old man." I hissed but he just smiled and picked me up, placing me down upon his desk.

"This old man can do whatever he wants." He growled playfully, nipping at my neck. I grabbed onto his arm as he kissed my skin softly, laying butterfly kisses that tickled and yet made me want him to never stop.

"You really are a horndog." I said, and he just chuckled.

"Only for you," he purred, unbuttoning my jeans with one hand as the other roamed under my shirt.

"I'm sure," I rolled my eyes, feeling his lips roam up my chin and up my jaw, his hand palming me through my boxers. I grabbed his wrist from preventing him from doing anything to make me hard. He smirked at me, his lips hovering in front of mine. He grabbed my chin between his fingers, kissing my lips softly, pushing past my lips with little effort.

I grabbed onto his biceps, letting go of his wrist to hold onto him. He was always gentle with me which was a big surprise, I expected the vampires to be ruthless killers who harmed anyone they could. He tongue chased mine around until my resistance was no more and his warm mouth was nice against mine.

I was afraid of all this but it's okay now, I have somewhat accepted who I am. I don't really know if that's a bad or good thing but hopefully it's the latter.

I moaned softly against the kiss, feeling his sweet tongue devour mine. My cock throbbed in my pants as my hunger for him grew. I wish he couldn't do this to me...make me putty in his hands. But he could do so many things to me without trying. He picked me up by my ass, before laying me down on the leather couch. Was he really gonna screw me here? He could if he wanted to, like I said I was putty in his hands and my defiance was slimming down each day.

He had stripped me down to my boxers faster than I thought he could, just as quickly as he did too.

He intertwined our fingers, kissing down my neck. Oh well, even if he did fuck me, it wasn't anything new.

"I'm going to make love to you, not fuck you." he hissed, reaching into my boxers and pulled out my cock to stroke it. I laid my head back on the couch, biting my lip to keep my pleas quiet. "I guess I'll have to show you how much I truly love you," he whispered his words softly into my ear.

Did he love me? Well I think so since he's always doing these things to me and bound me to him for eternity. He could have chose someone else, but would that have been better than my old life? I wasn't really sure and I would never know.

Did I love him? I don't think so...I know I'm attracted to him but should I call it love? I don't really know what I'm feeling but I know there is something there. Like when he smiles, it takes my breath away. But is that love?

Was I actually in love with a vampire?

He's also really gentle with me, and always kisses me and cuddles me when we sleep. He always kisses my forehead before I go to bed at night. He protects me and helps me when I feel I'm about to break down. He plays with my hair with his fingers, and always spends the day with me. He makes love to me even if I don't want to admit it.

Is this love?

If it is, I think I might enjoy it.

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My stomach growled as I turned over in the bed, in the next moment feeling Xanthe rub my back and pull me up to his neck. I haven't fought my urges recently and maybe I didn't want to. Xanthe's blood tasted nice, and better than any human food I had ever had.

You could say I was giving up or maybe becoming submissive but it wasn't it...I just couldn't fight it anymore. I couldn't fight him.

"Good morning, your brother will be here really soon, so it's best we get showered and dressed."

During his 'love making' the previous night, we somehow got into another room that was on the same hall. It was a blur, so I don't know how it happened.

We took a shower together, and then quickly dressed in warm clothes for our journey. I couldn't wait to see Sketch, we would be traveling the few miles to the dome by train, but a different more secure one as Xanthe said.

I was fine as long as I was near him and I never thought I'd say that. He held me close as we waited in the office room again, me waiting on the couch my head in Xanthe's lap. He twirled my hair until we heard a car pull in and a sound of a door opening.

"Are you ready?"

"I'm ready," I whispered grabbing his hand in reassurance.

I wasn't sure what love was...well the romance kind of love. I've never had it but I'm pretty sure I'm gonna like it.

I just wish I knew what this feeling was.