Page 33 of Dark Souls

Will It Be Enough?

I had just broken up the first fight, throwing the vampires into the bouncer’s arms so they could remove them from the event when another broke out between two more vampires a short distance away. My head snapped in their direction as one man threw the other across the room, smashing into the glass cabinet full of expensive ornaments. I hissed through my fangs, speeding over there and grabbing the vampire by the throat, hauling him off his feet as more commotion broke out in the lobby. What the fuck was going on?

My violent eyes darted around the mansion, realising every single male vampire was losing control. Their eyes were blazing scarlet, fangs elongated, and bodies jerked violently as they attacked each other. They were frenzied. And then it hit me too. The first wave of an invisible energy surged through the mansion and the most delectable and overpowering scent of a female vampire’s arousal overwhelmed my senses. My cock grew rock hard in an instant as I released a violent growl from my chest and snapped the neck of the vampire that was still in my grip.

I turned, inhaling deeply. My vision became a red haze as every cell in my body told me I had to give in to the primal need to breed. In all the centuries I had lived, I had never experienced anything like this. In a blur, I zoomed into the main room to find my chair empty and my gut twisted into something sinister. Where was Ilaria? Male vampires were jerking their necks unnaturally to find the source of their desire and follow the scent, many heading for the stairs.

Wesley was one of them. I sped up to him, grabbed him by the lapel of his jacket as his crazed red eyes looked right through me.

“Where is she?” I hissed.

He couldn’t even answer me. Instead, he tried to fight me off to continue up the stairs. The second wave hit, and my dick thickened even more. Every muscle in my body tensed as my mouth watered and my skin tingled. Holy shit. It was Ilaria. She was going into her heat. And every unmated male vampire in this place was about to give into their sexual instincts as predators and try to be the one to satisfy her needs. A possessive and furious roar shocked the mansion, shocking the males’ bodies into slight submission when they realised it came from me. In a split second, I had shoved myself through the crowds and found myself at the top step of the second floor. Fuck. What was she doing on the enchanted floor?

I realised I didn’t have time to think when I saw two male vampires fighting each other to gain access to one of the rooms. I stepped over the threshold of magic, my clawed hand plunging into one of their chests before they noticed me and ripped out his heart while I catapulted the other over the bannister. Another assault of pheromones and my knees buckled as I grabbed the handle of the door, ripping it off with my strength by accident. A pained moan followed by a whimper came from the other side of it and my own instincts to claim what was mine powered through my body. I kicked the door in with my boot and stepped into the room. The scent of her was so powerful and beautiful, I almost came in my trousers. My eyes widened when I saw her body thrashing on the bed, her hand between her legs and her back arched as she wrestled to satisfy herself. But it would be futile. A female vampire in her needing phase could only ever be satisfied by a male fucking her.

Another male vampire came out of nowhere, attempting to bulldoze past me to get to her and I grabbed his hair, yanking him back into my chest as I pulled out my knife from my boot to slit his throat.

“MINE!” I bellowed before casting his body aside and diving towards her. With her eyes squeezed shut and her fangs digging into her plump bottom lip, sweat covered every inch of her skin. Fighting my need to take her right there, my possessiveness and determination to protect what was only meant for me took charge as I lifted her in my arms.

“Luka,” she moaned in her delusional state as her hands found their way into my hair, attempting to pull my lips to hers. “I need you! It hurts so much. Please,” she cried and my heart thundered.

“I’ve got you,” I growled, barely able to speak through the thickness of my throat. Knowing I had no other way out, I opened the sliding doors to the balcony and jumped off it, landing in the garden with her writhing body in my arms. Using my vampire speed, I ran for miles down the road but the urge to stop and fuck her into the dirt was affecting my agility and balance. But I couldn’t risk it. I needed her as far away from that event as possible. I saw a car speeding towards us and stood in the middle of the road as the headlights flashed. The car screeched to a halt. Racing to the driver’s door, I yanked it open with one hand and grabbed the human by the front of his shirt as he screamed. I chucked him out. He scrambled away from me at the sight of my face and I practically threw Ilaria over to the passenger seat before diving in and slamming the door shut.

Ilaria whimpered next to me, her hands gripping my bicep as my grip tightened on the steering wheel and I slammed my foot on the accelerator, causing the engine to roar to life.

“Luka,” she pleaded, clawing at my skin and her own as she panted. She ripped the wig off her head, allowing her blonde hair to spill out over her shoulder. “What’s happening?”

I turned to stare at her with surprise. She didn’t know? Which meant this must be her first one. Of course it was. Pure-blooded females only went into their needing once a year and normally only after they had met their soulmate. It was the only time a female vampire was fertile. I swore loudly, hitting my hand against the leather steering wheel.

“You’re in your heat, Ilaria.”

“What?” She groaned as another wave of pain and arousal crashed through her, projecting her scent and need into the contained space of the car. I growled, pressing the buttons to lower all the windows so I could try to think clearly. “No. This can’t be happening.”

“Well, it fucking is.”

“No. We can’t do this, Luka. Don’t you dare fuck me! I don’t want to get pregnant,” she whimpered, squeezing her thighs together as she kicked off her shoes.

I groaned, feeling my cock throbbing.

“Which is why I’m taking you back to your grandparents’ castle,” I hissed, feeling the words stabbing at me like knives. If we were separated now, I would suffer withdrawal pains that would be a living nightmare. But she would be in horrendous agony until it passed, which could be days if she wasn’t satisfied. But what choice did I have? I wouldn’t fuck her after her telling me that.

“No!” she screamed, rolling on the seat as her face scrunched in pain and I growled through my fangs. “I need you! I need you to fuck me!”

“Fucking hell, Ilaria! Make up your mind, woman!”

“Where has Heathen gone?”

My head whipped around to stare at her in shock. “What?”

“Heathen. He was there. In that room with us. He was—” Her voice choked on a gasp as her fingers slid between her legs and her back arched. I nearly crashed the damn car as I forgot to look back at the road for far too long.

My nostrils flared and my grip tightened on the steering wheel as I realised it was the magic creating the illusion of him when I found her pleasuring herself on that bed. “He wasn’t real, Ilaria. The enchantment on the floor made you believe you were living out your darkest fantasies.”

“That’s so cruel! You were both going to fuck me!” she cried out in pure frustration, and I let out a grunt of disbelief. Now definitely wasn’t the time to have this conversation. She practically cried in response as she wrestled with her body to create more friction. I closed my eyes briefly to hold on to my fucking sanity and not pull the car over to pound into her on the bonnet. I felt her tug one of my arms away from the steering wheel and she moved at the speed of light, forcing herself onto my lap.

“What are you—” My words choked on a groan as she started rocking herself against my steel cock, grinding on me over my leather trousers as I tried to keep control.

“I need to come,” was all she kept saying as she moved faster, creating more friction and moaning and shaking on top of me. I bit the inside of my cheeks, drawing blood into my mouth as I tried to keep my focus on driving but allowing her to dry hump the fuck out of me. “Oh, Luka!” she moaned as her orgasm had her trembling, her nails sinking into my shoulders and drawing blood as I growled through the pleasurable pain. As the orgasm subsided, her body slumped against mine, falling still as she rested her head against my shoulder.

“It’s over,” she whispered with relief and a small, evil chuckle rumbled from me.

“It’s not. After every orgasm, you’ll feel a bit better until it starts again, but it will come back even stronger,” I explained, lifting my hips to pull out the phone from my pocket. I called her Grandma’s number and put it on speakerphone as Ilaria closed her eyes, falling into a light, exhausted sleep.

“Hello?” Maddy’s voice came through a little unsure, knowing it was me.

“Ilaria is in her heat,” I said quickly, cutting straight to the point.

“What?” she whisper-yelled and I heard her walking away and then closing a door. “Where is she?”

“With me now. I am driving her back to you.”

“No!” Maddy snapped straight away. “She needs to be with you.”

“She doesn’t!” I argued, glancing down at her sleeping face. My chest tightened and my cock twitched. Every cell in my body was telling me she was right where she belonged, but she’d said it herself. She didn’t want me to get her pregnant. And soon, the urges would take complete control and she and I wouldn’t be able to stop ourselves.

“Have you lost your mind? You can’t bring her here. To a castle full of unmated vampire soldiers?”

I swore loudly as I realised she was right.

“Take her back to your place and make sure you are alone until it passes. I will deal with things here so no one worries about her.”

Take her back to the Knowlton mansion? No. I couldn’t. But… it was only an hour away.

“I can’t.”

“You have no other choice. She is safest with you, Luka.”

Hearing those words ignited a strange feeling of warmth in my chest as I inhaled deeply and squeezed my eyes shut before I shook my head.

“I can’t get her pregnant,” I growled through my teeth. The thought of bringing another version of me into a fucked-up world that was full of suffering, greed and evil had bile rising in my throat.

“There are such things as condoms, Luka. Ever heard of them?”

I froze as my eyes widened and I hung up the phone. I slammed on the brakes before making an aggressive U-turn and heading in the other direction towards the rural landscape of rolling hills and rugged clifftops. But first, to find a fucking shop open this late at night.

A massive wave of crippling need jolted me awake as I groaned, blinking rapidly to find myself back in the passenger seat of this stolen car. No, not again. I crossed my legs as my body trembled once more, the urge to touch myself tripling with every passing second.

′ Need to mate! ′ Rue roared in my mind.

“We’re nearly there,” Luka said, his voice so deep and strained that I knew the attack on my body wasn’t just affecting me. I turned my head to see his knuckles had turned white from where he was gripping the steering wheel so tightly and the veins in his forearms throbbed. My vision homed in on them as I licked my lips, wanting his blood so badly it hurt.

A hot flush broke over my skin and I felt like someone had set me alight. I cried out at the crippling pain as my body squirmed and I clawed at the PVC dress, wanting to tear it off my body. Why was I wearing this, of all things? The corset was too tight and I could barely breathe. I spotted a box of condoms in the compartment between us. I swear they weren’t there before. Where had they come from?

Luka’s head snapped my way and I moaned when I saw his face. Sweat was beading on his forehead, his eyes were the deepest shade of scarlet I had ever seen, and his fangs were so sharp between his parted lips that I nearly came just at the sight of him.

“Fuck,” he groaned as his eyes travelled my body, watching my hands running over my breasts and down my stomach.

The car stopped abruptly. Before I could even glimpse where we were, he ripped open my door and swept me into his arms. My surroundings blurred and in a matter of seconds, I was being thrown down on a mattress as my body bounced on impact. I didn’t even have time to look around before the next insufferable surge took hold and I screamed at the intensity between my legs.

“It’s getting worse!” I cried out, rolling onto my stomach and rubbing my thighs together to dull the need.

“It won’t be the same, but I got condoms,” he groaned from somewhere in the room. “But if you don’t want me to fuck you, I’ll chain myself up in the cellars until it passes.”

I moved my head to the side to see him standing in a shabby doorway that I didn’t recognise. With his arms raised over his head, he dug his claws into the frame, keeping himself outside. His chest rose and fell rapidly, but his eyes stayed fixed on me. He’d do that for me? The thought of him in a cellar, tied up in chains in hours of pain while I writhed and bent in half with agony, was unimaginable.

“No. Stay with me.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. His feet pounded on the floorboards as he moved into the room. A growl deep from the back of his throat came from the foot of the bed and I felt his hand wrap around my ankle. He yanked my body down towards him and I felt a sharp tug on the back of my corset before the sound of it tearing open caused me to gasp out in relief. Next went my dress with the same treatment, leaving me only in my suspenders.

“Last chance, love. Because once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”

I panted, my head swimming with the lust of being fucked by him for hours on end as the pounding in my pussy intensified, demanding its need for him.

“Then don’t stop, Luka.”

“Thank fuck.”

He knelt at the end of the bed and I gasped when his hands found my hips and pulled me back onto his face. His tongue lapped at my swollen clit, and I instantly exploded in pleasure, clawing the bedsheets with my nails and ripping them to shreds as I screamed into the mattress. Even when the orgasm passed, Luka never stopped relentlessly devouring me until another orgasm built. He was like a starving man, and he only came up for a breath once I dragged myself forwards, feeling way too sensitive for a third round. The need had dulled with those two orgasms and I felt a moment of calm wash over me as every muscle in my body relaxed.

He flipped me over onto my back and climbed up my body on his hands and knees like the predator he was at his core. His red eyes shone with raw desire and I moaned as my hands weaved up into his hair, tugging his lips to mine. Our mouths moved together in perfect synchronisation and when his tongue wrapped around mine, he groaned into my mouth. I could taste myself on him and it was so fucking hot, the heat ignited in me again. The need grew with force, coming on stronger and quicker than before as our kiss turned frantic and ravenous. Our tongues battled for dominance as his hands explored every inch of my exposed skin. His fingers tugged one of my pierced nipples, sending a jolt of pain mixed with pleasure through me as my head snapped back into the pillow, breaking our kiss. His mouth roamed over my jaw and down my throat, nipping me with his fangs and sucking at my skin as my body undulated wildly beneath him.

“Luka, fuck me. Right now. It’s coming back stronger. I need you to—”

He sat back between my legs, his hands moving fast to undo his studded belt and fly. He ripped his trousers off his muscular legs and fisted his rock-hard cock. I nearly passed out at the sight of him completely naked, all toned muscle, tattooed skin and those three piercings up the length of his enormous dick.

“Oh my fucking god,” I panted, unable to keep still as I tried to squeeze my legs together when my pussy pulsed in anticipation. He had grabbed the packet of condoms, ripping it open and tearing a wrapper off between his teeth. “P-please. Hurry the fuck up!” I cried. His mouth fell open in concentration as he rolled the film over his dick before trying to pry my legs open.

“I have a pierced dick, Ilaria. Rushing a rubber on isn’t ideal!”

I was a squirming mess, struggling to keep still as the pain became unbearable. His hands forced my thighs apart, pinning them down to the mattress. On a Serbian curse, he shoved himself inside me with one merciless, deep thrust. We both gasped as my back arched so far off the bed I thought I might break in half. His body fell on top of mine, his weight crushing me back in place and keeping me trapped as I moaned at the feel of our naked skin brushing against each other. I bit into my bottom lip at the feel of him so thick and deep inside me and looked up into his eyes.

His red locks dangled over his forehead, drenched in sweat as his eyes traced every inch of my face. His gaze latched onto the blood that was forming on my bottom lip from where I bit a little too hard. Slowly, he bent down and licked it away before sucking my lip into his mouth and drawing more blood for the taking. His eyes slammed shut as he groaned before releasing my lip and opening his eyes.

“ мо?а вечна мука ,” he husked.

And then he moved. A punishing, grinding rhythm as he gave himself over to the frenzy. Carnal, animalistic noises came from his throat as he bared his fangs with every powerful thrust, causing the bed to groan and slam against the wall with his force. I locked my legs around his hips and my hands raked through his hair as I held on for dear life, letting him fuck me the way we both needed. Another orgasm tore through me, splitting me in half as my fangs elongated and the pain subsided to only pleasure. Luka couldn’t stop, though. A dark haze of lust glassed his eyes as his arms locked around my body, and he sat back on his heels and bounced me up and down on his cock. He flipped us over, digging his heels in the mattress as his speed picked up, reaching levels no human ever could and my walls clenched around him, causing him to hiss through his fangs.

A vein in his neck was pulsing, and I could hear the blood rushing through it to his thundering heart. Sensing my other hunger, he craned his neck to the side, giving me better exposure as he growled, “Take what you need, love. It’s all yours.”

My pulse quickened as I looked from his eyes to his neck. This was an act so sacred for vampires, to fuck and drink at the same time was the equivalent of marking for wolves. It would heighten my feelings for him, making me more territorial and protective, but also it would be far harder to ever leave him if this all went to shit. Were we even there yet? Was I ready for this? I knew I wanted him but there was still so much I didn’t know about this man.

He wrapped his hand around my throat, pausing his thrusts as he pressed his forehead against mine when he noticed me hesitating. “You don’t want to?”

“I do. It’s just… are you sure?”

His crimson eyes flickered between mine as a broken look appeared on his face. “I’m not whole, Ilaria. I’ve lost a part of myself that I’m not sure I will ever get back. I wish I could give you all of me, as you deserve, but I can’t. But I can give you this. I’ve never willingly given my blood to another before. Will it be enough?”

I held his gaze as my heart bled. He was trying. This was him showing me in the only way he knew how that I meant something to him. That he was mine. I nodded slowly. I wasn’t sure it would be enough. I still held onto the hope that he would one day regain his humanity. That he could become whole again. But he wasn’t there yet, and at that moment, it was all he could give.

His lips crashed against mine, and it felt like he was attempting to steal my soul right out of my body and keep it for himself just through that very kiss. He started to move again, slower this time and hitting a deeper spot inside me with a bruising caress that had my toes curling. He broke our kiss, falling back against the pillow as I leaned forwards and held his gaze. I forced his hands above his head on the pillow and he turned his head slightly as I bared my fangs. The moment they sunk into his throat, his whole body tensed. He groaned so erotically, and his cock throbbed inside me while his blood exploded on my tongue with an electric tingle. He tasted delicious. Rich, dark and dangerous. Powerful. I moaned, lost to the euphoria as I took large gulps while his dick pounded inside me and sent me spiralling over the edge of the most earth-shattering pleasure I’d ever known. Luka roared, the vibrations shaking the bed as he lost control and came with one last thrust. My vision blurred. My body slumped. But I kept taking slow, sluggish gulps of his blood, needing more. It was the most addictive thing I had ever tasted and I didn’t think I would ever get enough. It felt familiar. Like home. I felt myself falling into unconsciousness. Blackness clawed at my mind and I welcomed it, knowing if I died now, there’d be no better way to go.