"Why would he say that?" Alaric asked, beyond confused and angry. Tears streamed down my face as I closed the book.

"He was sad and in denial," I said, wiping my face.

Alaric turned to face me, sitting up from my lap. He wiped the tears I missed then frowned. "How? He was at her grave. She died."

My tears started up again. "He doesn't want to accept it, Alaric."

"Then why did he say he hated her?"

"He doesn't really hate her, he hates the fact that she left him...that she d-died," I croaked out then sobbed. Alaric pulled me into a hug, probably not understanding why I was so emotional over a book.

The main character had stood over his lover's grave and said, 'I hate you', then walked away. I knew he didn't really, which made it ten times sadder. The next book we read togther would have to be anything but romance.

After I composed myself, I pulled back and straightened his shirt. "Sorry, there's snot on your shirt," I said with a giggle.

Alaric looked down, shrugged, then threw his shirt off. My eyes widened, then I started laughing again. He smiled at me, then began tickling my sides.

"No more tears!" He demanded playfully, while I laughed and tried to squirm away. Alaric wasn't having it, he tickled me relentlessly.

I gasped for air, then abruptly shifted, warping behind a nearby bookshelf. Alaric's eyes widened and he began spinning around, looking for me. "June?"

His heart beat was like a drum in my ears, increasing with his panic. Before he could have a heart attack though, I warped back, jumping on him from behind. He stumbled forward, but quickly regained his balance. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. Alaric breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Don't leave me, ok?" He whispered. I jumped down off of his back and walked around to face him. Grasping his face softly, I kissed him.

"I'll never leave you, Alaric. You're my heart and I love you."

He pulled back, shocked. "Y-you love me?"

I nodded, smiling. "Yes, I love you."

Before I can even take my next breath, his lips are on mine. I blink once, then close my eyes and kiss him back. Alaric kisses me fiercely, then pulls back with a wide smile.

"I love you too, June. I love you so much!" I open my mouth to respond, but he attacks my face with kisses. My heart melts at his cuteness.

Again I try to talk but he kisses me, grabbing my hips and walking me backwards until my back hits the bean bag chair.

We both fall onto it, but Alaric break his fall, hands on either side of my head. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his bare shoulders, pulling him closer. Our lips never break, tongues exploring each other.

A soft groan escapes Alaric when I grind my hips into his. He pushes back into me and I feel Alaric Jr. grow. I immediately think back to our moment in his room. God is he huge. It was almost kind of scary, but yet so damn exciting.

I sit up slightly and raise my hands. Taking the hint, Alaric pulls my shirt off. His eyes trail down my bare skin, stopping to stare at my breast. They may not seem like much to me, but he's looking at them like they're Hershey Kisses.

Alaric gulps, then raises his eyes back to mine. "C-can I touch you?" He asks shakily, like I'll deny him.

I lean forward, whispering, "You never have to ask."

Alaric stares at me for a second longer then raises his hands, slowly trailing them down my shoulders. Its light, but still feel electric. I bite my lip as his hands trail lower and lower, until they finally run over my breast. He cups them, gently rubbing his thumbs over my peaked nipples. My breath hitches and I'm sure my eyes are glowing red.

Alaric's eyes flick back up to mine briefly, before he leans in and sucks one into his mouth. Heat pools between my thighs and I squirm slighly, trying to build some friction. A low groan escapes my lips when he swirls his tongue. I close my eyes and whisper unintelligible words of praise.

When I can barely take anymore, I flip us over. Alaric looks surprised, then gives me a salacious smile, making me even wetter. I straddle his hips, moving slighly. Alaric puts his hands on my hips, but I take them and pin them above his head. Our fingers intertwine. I rotate my hips slowly and he groans softly.

I smirk then dip down, kissing him. "Can I bite you?" I ask against his lips. Alaric stares at me, eyelids heavy, then throws my words back at me.

"You never have to ask."

My fangs elongated, and I immediately go for his neck. I kiss his now racing pulse, then bite down as gently as my vampire will allow. Alaric sucks in a breath, then moans, his hips grinding up into me instinctively.

His blood floods my mouth and I suck it down greedily. The other's blood is amazing, don't get me wrong, but his is a drug. My eyes roll back at the almost overwhelming sweetness. It's my turn to moan.

I pull back and Alaric whimpers, but it's not long before I bite into the other side of his neck. My nails rack down his chest, until I reach the zipper of his pants. My hands fumble to unzip it while I suck down his blood. Alaric's hand tangle in my hair, not letting my head up. He's panting from the dose of venom I'm releasing into his blood stream, making him feel pure pleasure.

Once I get the zipper down, I pull back from his neck and quickly bite into his arm, not able to get enough. And by the sounds of it, Alaric is more than happy to let me feed.

Pushing off his pants and reaching into his boxers, I pull out his rock hard cock. Alaric's hips jerk when I slowly stroke him and I sit back to watch my hand. Wetness leaks from the tip and I flick my thumb over it. Alaric thrust up into my hand with a groan. I know he wants me to go faster, but I drawl out his pleasure.

When I can tell he's close, I pull away and quickly rip my pants off. Before Alaric can even whine, I'm slowly sinking down onto his cock. His eyes, which had closed, snap open and meet mine. I lean down and kiss him, while slowly lifting and lowering my hips. It's a tight fit, but feels so good.

"Alaric," I groan, arching my back and shaking hair out of my face.

He places his hands on my hips, pushing them down faster, and this time I don't stop him. I pick up the pace, until we're both frenzily chasing our orgasms. My hips stop for a second, rotating, then I slam down onto him. Alaric kisses my neck, sucking lightly. I tilt my head to the side and moan, giving him better access. I'm so damn close.....

Not even a breath later, I burst, biting my lip so I don't scream. We're still in the library afterall.

With one last thrust, Alaric goes still. Warmth floods me and I sigh out a moan. After a moment of heavy breathing and twitching muscles, I sit up, looking down at him.

He gives me an almost drunk smile and I return it.

"I love you June," he repeats once more.

"I love you too."

He says it again, picking me up and walking me over to the table. I smile into the crook of his neck and repeat it back.

Alaric gently lays me on the edge of the table, spreading my legs. I drag him down into a kiss, trying to express how much I love him into it. When he enters me again, I groan softly, and intertwine our fingers. The other guys were so rough, they fucked me. And I liked it.

But Alaric.....he made love to me.

I know this seems a little watered down, and I'm not as proud of it, but I just wanted it to be really light. This book was originally going to just be Alaric and June, that's why he's kinda designed to be the favorite.

But don't worry though, after the book ends I'll post some one shots where Alaric gets to really, and I quote, 'show her then'.😂