《My Vampire (Book Three)》Chapter 23
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Isaac.
He lays me gently into his bed. My skin is still burning.
Isaac.
He runs like mad shutting all the curtains not letting a single beam of light into the room.
Isaac.
His name echoes around my head like music, his shoulders heave up and down as he breathes heavily and when he turns around I notice the tears that have fallen from his eyes and now stain his cheeks.
"Your lip...its cut..your skin." He whispers to himself. I cross my arms across my stomach and lay against the wooden headboard feeling a little better but he leaves the room anyways without saying anything.
My eyes roll over the familiar room, have I been here before? Did they keep me here? I slowly stand and walk towards a door which if I'm right will lead me to the bathroom. I turn the handle down and sure enough I'm right. My hand finds the switch and the light flickers on brightly and slightly burns my eyes but once they adjust my eyes land directly on my own as I face the mirror. There is a small cut on my lip as well as dirt sticking to my arms and clothes, mainly around my singed skin from where the sun touched it.
"Ada?!" I hear Isaac slightly raise his voice when he walks into the bedroom, I turn around to see him walk into the bathroom with a tall empty glass and a bag of blood that reads o-negative.
"Why can't I feed from you?" I ask confused thinking that would be much easier and he looks me strangely for a moment before handing me the bag.
"My blood makes you sick, because I'm your mate. Remember?" He asks and I hesitate before nodding my head. Don't believe what he says. Like Desiderius said, I cannot believe anything he says.
"I brought you a glass just in case.."I ignore him as I extend my fangs and rip open a hole big enough for me to drink from and I start gulping it immediately, it's cold and kind of tasteless but it soothes the burn in my throat immediately and I feel the pain around my arms slowly disappear. I squeeze out the last drop from the empty bag and lick away any remaining drops around my mouth.
"I guess you won't be needing it." He chuckles and grabs the bag away from me and throws it away and sets the glass on the counter.
"Did you..want to sleep?" He asks and I shake my head. I didn't feel like ruining that bed with my dirt covered clothes. My eyes wander to the tub and then back to the Isaac.
"Yeah..you can get cleaned up I'll find you some clothes and-" my hand involuntarily reaches out to grab his and stops him from leaving the room.
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"Stay." Is the only word that escapes my mouth, I don't know why I want him to. I feel comfortable with him. This could even be the best way to gain his trust, Desi would be proud.
"It's okay. I'm here." He says sweetly and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. He takes a step forward and places a gentle kiss on my forehead that sends a small pulse of heat down my face for a moment but it disappears immediately.
He walks behind me, turns on the water to fill the tub and even starts pouring in different oils that smell so good I can't help but close my eyes to enjoy them even more. But my eyes open immediately when I feel Isaac towering over me with a small smile on his face. He raises his hand and slowly drags his knuckles down my cheek and then onto my shoulder and arm before his fingers flicker across my waist and onto the button of my jeans. His movements are gentle, not needy at all, but compassionate and careful as if my entire body were made of glass. He undoes my jeans and I step out of them slowly and let my underwear fall down with them as well. He slowly lifts my shirt over my head and sees I wasn't wearing anything underneath which causes a troublesome look to come over his face.
"Did he touch you?" He asks looking into my eyes and I shake my head telling the truth.
"I'm going to kill him anyways." He says and I close my eyes as he does, for some reason that thought doesn't bother me. At least until a sharp pain stabs through my head making me gasp, Isaac looks at me concerned and I almost want to rip his throat out for thinking he could kill Desiderius.
"My head hurts." I say and he nods his head still confused but undresses himself and turns off the water. When he turns around my hand instinctively reaches up to touch the 3 deep white scars across his chest. Do I know what did this to him? Has he told me? I look up at him and see he's got a curious look on his face. As if he knows I cannot remember anything, I look away from him immediately. I look down into the tub and notice a small top layer of bubbles making it unable to see the bottom.
He steps in first and sits down slowly making the water slightly rise but it does not over flow. He extends his hand to me as soon as he's comfortable and I step in carefully and close my eyes feeling the warm water wrap itself around every crevice and muscle on my body. I lean back onto Isaac's chest and let him wrap his arms across my stomach and tangle his hands with mine. I moan pleasantly and lay my head into the crook of his neck, he smells unbelievable but not he scent of his blood. Just his skin, his hair and the small traces of his cologne, why have I never felt this safe before with Desiderius?
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"Do you remember when I found out you were my mate?" He asks and I close my eyes enjoying the vibrations of his throat as he talks before I realize what he had asked me. I lie and nod my head and he holds me tighter.
"I wish I was nicer to you." He says and small fragments return to my head, I see him behind a set of bars glaring at me but I'm laughing at him?
"I wasn't that nice to you either." I say and he chuckles and I smile as he shakes my body slightly with his laugh. He grabs a wash cloth that hung to the side of the tub and slowly dips it into the tub letting it get completely wet and covered with soap.
"Here." He raises my right arm out of the water and slowly but firmly drags the clothes down my skin letting it wash away all the dirt and grime from the other night. He repeats the same movements with my other arm before handing the cloth to me. I lean forward and start washing my legs slowly, taking my time with each one before leaning back, only when I do I can feel Isaac's erection poking into my lower back. The feeling of it sends tingles in between my legs and another memory slowly appears in my head of Isaac. I remember him breaking into my cell and claiming me. I felt the same now as I did then, I wanted him just as badly as I did now.
"Isaac?" I whisper and feel his eyes on my back.
"Hm?" He hums and I turn around and see his eyes rake down my back.
"Wash my back please." I say and hand him the cloth back, he grabs it without saying anything and I close my eyes feeling him slowly massage my back with it while also dragging his fingers down my spine. His breathing starts getting heavier and the room is now becoming steamer but I don't think it's because of the water. I let out a small gasp when he places a small kiss onto the back of neck, but the small movement set off thousands of sparks and there was only thing I knew right there, just how badly I wanted him. He starts kissing my neck more and more, he no longer cares about getting me clean now and neither do I. All thoughts of Desiderius and our plot disappear and I couldn't care less at what I'm about to do.
"I want you." I gasp and he brings his hands down to my hips and I already know what to do. I raise myself onto my knees and so does Isaac with such quick movement that some water spills over the edge but he doesn't care.
I cry out in pleasure as he doesn't spare a second to enter me with just the right amount of force. My hands grip the side of the tub tighter as he does it again, but this time he lets out a deep growl and doesn't stop. His relentless rhythm has me screaming his name and arching my back just to match his speed, by now half the water inside the tub is now soaking the floor and I feel my climax climb higher and higher and I almost never want it to come just so I can feel him inside me even longer.
I feel my fangs extend as I let out a loud moan and start bring my rear harder against his hips, he notices and digs his fingers into my hips and growls even louder.
"Come now." He says his voice sounding dark and threatening which only makes it easier to release and tighten around him as I scream one last time and close my eyes just to feel it pulsate across my entire my body, he grunts and I feel him finish inside me but my body remains floating with pleasure and I never want to open my eyes and fear this feeling would end if I do. But my eyes do open when I feel him pull out and leave the tub, I lean my head against the cool porcelain to rest for a moment when I feel him in front of me again holding a large towel. I lazily stand and let him wrap the towel around and lift me up. He carefully walks across the water soaked floor and carries me to the bedroom before gently laying me in his bed again. My eyes start feeling heavy but I don't want to sleep unless he's here next to me. He comes back out of the bathroom looking dryer and goes to the closet to put on a pair of underwear and grabs a shirt but doesn't put it on.
"Lift up your arms." He says and I only hold the towel tighter around myself.
"Why? I want to sleep naked." I say and he sighs and shakes his head.
"Fine come here." He says and pulls the covers over us both and kisses the top of my head.
"I won't lose you again." He says and my eyes snap open and my thoughts return to Desiderius.
"I know." I say and it takes all will power to repress the feelings I have beginning to grow for him.
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