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Story: Ache For Her
Her hair fell in front of her face and cascaded down her shirt. It was like silky raven feathers, swishing with my strokes.
Keeping one finger pressed to her clit, I snuck my other hand behind her and massaged her ass. She rocked into me happily, cooing my name. I reached further, inching closer and closer to my intended target until I swirled my finger around her tight hole. “Oh God, oh God,” she said. It puckered, and I kept circling.
She struggled against me, grinding her pelvis against mine as I came at her. “No, Delilah. Not God. I’m the devil, remember?”
I slipped the tip of my finger into her hole and she screamed out her release instantly. She rocked into me again and again, locking eyes with me. “You,” she said, like a threat.
Her hands came around my shoulders for leverage and she started sliding up and down my cock with authority. I let her control everything. She kissed my neck, flicked her fingers over my nipples, and pressed her fingers into my ass. Sweat dotted her temples as she moved her body on mine. Her cries rang out as she worked herself up for another explosion but trying damn hard to get me there too. She didn’t need to try that hard, but I had fun being the willing participant.
“Fuck, Simon, you’re so hard. I want…more.”
She bit down on my neck, and it spring-loaded my climax. I screamed her name and then dug my hands into her ass as I pounded my release into her. During the middle of mine, I felt her clench around me again, strangling my cock until it felt so good I thought I might pass out.
We fell back toward the door and I rested my forehead against it as I tried to think sanely again. I wanted to keep her here. Lock her up if I had to again, but then I realized it wouldn’t be the same if I did that. I wanted her to want to be that person who cared whether I ceased to exist or not. I didn’t want to have to make her do it.
I stepped back, pulling out of her as I did so. I worked my own clothes up, situating myself. When I looked up, she was still leaning against the door, watching me. I bent over, helping her put her clothes back on.
Her face was a mix of turmoil as we went through the motions. If she went to her grandfather’s, she wouldn’t like what she would find. But I knew it would be better if she saw for herself instead of everything coming from me. Once her clothes were on, I stepped back. “Kayleigh?” I called out.
I barely yelled it, but I knew no matter where the newborn vampire was in the estate, she’d be able to hear me. I needed someone to help Delilah out of here and it couldn’t be me. I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to do it.
Within a few moments, Kayleigh emerged, “Yes?”
“Can you take Delilah where she wants to go?”
“You’re leaving?” Kayleigh asked, pure shock in her voice.
Delilah only nodded.
I didn’t need to read minds to know what Kayleigh was thinking. She could never hide her own thoughts. Sure, she didn’t like me, but the way she looked back and forth between us, she clearly thought we were both being dumb. I had to agree with her, but I wasn’t going to force Lilah. Not anymore.
Galen came up behind us then. He put his hand on my shoulder and I watched as Kayleigh led Delilah from the house. They disappeared into the garage and then one of the cars started. I heard the telltale crunch of the tires against the gravel as they pulled down the driveway. I imagined my feet as big cement blocks, unable to move.
When they were long gone, I turned toward Galen. “Don’t tell me where they end up going. I don’t want to know.” If I did, there was nothing stopping me from going after her. At that moment, I had just enough willpower to listen to them leave the house, and nothing more.
I ran right up to my room and locked the door behind me, throwing my body down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. I willed sleep to come. I’d gone without it for so long, and it did, eventually. But even in sleep, Delilah tortured me.
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Chapter Fourteen
Delilah
For a vampire, I guessed Kayleigh was okay. She wasn’t intimidating like Simon or Galen. Galen, damn. I thought Simon was ferocious, but Galen had something more. Though he looked just as young as Simon, he had an air of authority, like he’d lived a thousand hard years and was still here to talk about it. It was almost like looking at my grandfather, someone who you knew was weathered from experience and not just the passing of time. Much like my grandfather, when Galen came into the room, his essence was overpowering, but mostly, I could see how much he loved Simon.
I fretted over my lip. I tried to keep him out of my thoughts, but as I was in the same vicinity as another vampire, it was difficult. She’d been quiet on the way to the train station, quiet as she bought us tickets. I had told her I could make the journey alone, but she nearly only looked at me like I was crazy. “Do you want Simon to kill me?” Then, she laughed as if that was the funniest thing in the world. There must’ve been a backstory there I didn’t know about. All I knew was the stares she received as we made our way onto the train. There would be no compartment for us this time. Kayleigh didn’t try to impose her will on anyone like Simon had. She inquired after a sleeping car, but they were all filled, so she left it at that.
Though we were seated right next to one another, we hadn’t spoken to one another yet. The lack of talking was making me continuously antsy as she just sat there stoically, gazing in front of her. I looked at her, wondering if she was still awake even though her eyes were open. Before long, I couldn’t handle it anymore. “Do you guys sleep?”
Kayleigh blinked, then looked over at me slowly. “I’m sorry?”
I groaned and leaned closer to her. A wash of cold brushed that side of her body as I neared. “Sleep?” I whispered. “Do you guys sleep?”
She smiled. “Of course. I suppose we don’t need to, but it’s something all of us hold on to as part of our human selves.”
“How long have you been…this way?” I didn’t quite know how to ask the question. Was it an intimate one? Would it offend her?
“A vampire?” She chuckled. “A month.”
Keeping one finger pressed to her clit, I snuck my other hand behind her and massaged her ass. She rocked into me happily, cooing my name. I reached further, inching closer and closer to my intended target until I swirled my finger around her tight hole. “Oh God, oh God,” she said. It puckered, and I kept circling.
She struggled against me, grinding her pelvis against mine as I came at her. “No, Delilah. Not God. I’m the devil, remember?”
I slipped the tip of my finger into her hole and she screamed out her release instantly. She rocked into me again and again, locking eyes with me. “You,” she said, like a threat.
Her hands came around my shoulders for leverage and she started sliding up and down my cock with authority. I let her control everything. She kissed my neck, flicked her fingers over my nipples, and pressed her fingers into my ass. Sweat dotted her temples as she moved her body on mine. Her cries rang out as she worked herself up for another explosion but trying damn hard to get me there too. She didn’t need to try that hard, but I had fun being the willing participant.
“Fuck, Simon, you’re so hard. I want…more.”
She bit down on my neck, and it spring-loaded my climax. I screamed her name and then dug my hands into her ass as I pounded my release into her. During the middle of mine, I felt her clench around me again, strangling my cock until it felt so good I thought I might pass out.
We fell back toward the door and I rested my forehead against it as I tried to think sanely again. I wanted to keep her here. Lock her up if I had to again, but then I realized it wouldn’t be the same if I did that. I wanted her to want to be that person who cared whether I ceased to exist or not. I didn’t want to have to make her do it.
I stepped back, pulling out of her as I did so. I worked my own clothes up, situating myself. When I looked up, she was still leaning against the door, watching me. I bent over, helping her put her clothes back on.
Her face was a mix of turmoil as we went through the motions. If she went to her grandfather’s, she wouldn’t like what she would find. But I knew it would be better if she saw for herself instead of everything coming from me. Once her clothes were on, I stepped back. “Kayleigh?” I called out.
I barely yelled it, but I knew no matter where the newborn vampire was in the estate, she’d be able to hear me. I needed someone to help Delilah out of here and it couldn’t be me. I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to do it.
Within a few moments, Kayleigh emerged, “Yes?”
“Can you take Delilah where she wants to go?”
“You’re leaving?” Kayleigh asked, pure shock in her voice.
Delilah only nodded.
I didn’t need to read minds to know what Kayleigh was thinking. She could never hide her own thoughts. Sure, she didn’t like me, but the way she looked back and forth between us, she clearly thought we were both being dumb. I had to agree with her, but I wasn’t going to force Lilah. Not anymore.
Galen came up behind us then. He put his hand on my shoulder and I watched as Kayleigh led Delilah from the house. They disappeared into the garage and then one of the cars started. I heard the telltale crunch of the tires against the gravel as they pulled down the driveway. I imagined my feet as big cement blocks, unable to move.
When they were long gone, I turned toward Galen. “Don’t tell me where they end up going. I don’t want to know.” If I did, there was nothing stopping me from going after her. At that moment, I had just enough willpower to listen to them leave the house, and nothing more.
I ran right up to my room and locked the door behind me, throwing my body down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. I willed sleep to come. I’d gone without it for so long, and it did, eventually. But even in sleep, Delilah tortured me.
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Chapter Fourteen
Delilah
For a vampire, I guessed Kayleigh was okay. She wasn’t intimidating like Simon or Galen. Galen, damn. I thought Simon was ferocious, but Galen had something more. Though he looked just as young as Simon, he had an air of authority, like he’d lived a thousand hard years and was still here to talk about it. It was almost like looking at my grandfather, someone who you knew was weathered from experience and not just the passing of time. Much like my grandfather, when Galen came into the room, his essence was overpowering, but mostly, I could see how much he loved Simon.
I fretted over my lip. I tried to keep him out of my thoughts, but as I was in the same vicinity as another vampire, it was difficult. She’d been quiet on the way to the train station, quiet as she bought us tickets. I had told her I could make the journey alone, but she nearly only looked at me like I was crazy. “Do you want Simon to kill me?” Then, she laughed as if that was the funniest thing in the world. There must’ve been a backstory there I didn’t know about. All I knew was the stares she received as we made our way onto the train. There would be no compartment for us this time. Kayleigh didn’t try to impose her will on anyone like Simon had. She inquired after a sleeping car, but they were all filled, so she left it at that.
Though we were seated right next to one another, we hadn’t spoken to one another yet. The lack of talking was making me continuously antsy as she just sat there stoically, gazing in front of her. I looked at her, wondering if she was still awake even though her eyes were open. Before long, I couldn’t handle it anymore. “Do you guys sleep?”
Kayleigh blinked, then looked over at me slowly. “I’m sorry?”
I groaned and leaned closer to her. A wash of cold brushed that side of her body as I neared. “Sleep?” I whispered. “Do you guys sleep?”
She smiled. “Of course. I suppose we don’t need to, but it’s something all of us hold on to as part of our human selves.”
“How long have you been…this way?” I didn’t quite know how to ask the question. Was it an intimate one? Would it offend her?
“A vampire?” She chuckled. “A month.”