Authors: Harnet Spade
Chapter 8: Lick Away my Tears While I Carve out Your Heart
“There
is absolutely no reason for you to keep me trapped here.”
“You think I don’t see right through you, foolish girl. You are afraid, Eva. No one is leaving here, at least not until I find him and kill him.”
“You are wasting our lives, waiting… fearing a ghost!”
He stiffens, his whole body goes hard, and I immediately regret my words.
“He found you before! Waited patiently while we deluded ourselves thinking you were safe. I’ll make sure he doesn’t find you again. I get it… you want to hate me, but when are you going to face us? Don’t you see that no matter how much you try to deny us, I won’t let you… you can’t be rid of me. I’m under your skin, and I’m not leaving ever. Not now, not when you’re cured of this bloodlust, and definitely not while you still want me… here,” he said pointing to his heart. “Not ever Eva, and I will continue to enter your room when I know you’re distressed because if having my blood while you’re drinking your fill of me will keep you alive than it’s yours. Fuck Eva, I’m yours!”
He put that image in my mind and it took everything I had not to go over to him. I was so thirsty for him. I wanted him. Through all this pain, I still wanted him. He needed to take me back… he did say he was taking me back...
please he can’t keep me here.
Thirty feet to my left there was a natural pool. I walked there and tested the temperature with the tips of my toes carefully dipping them in while I squatted with one leg. It was deliciously warm, it beckoned me.
“It’s very deep, you can reach the center of the earth, deep,” he rumbled. I looked at him over my shoulder. His look was turning dangerous, he intended to have me very soon. I needed to get lost in something other than him. I took a step back remembering the pool,
where I can lose myself tonight,
I thought.
I couldn't pull my eyes away
from how erotic his body looked
. His impressively, beautifully sculpted and oh so deliciously defined body. His perfect skin showcased broad shoulders and thick long muscular thighs. I felt the need to have him deep within myself… anchoring myself on those thighs, and too quickly I recalled how he looked straining over me… I wanted to give in so bad.
He knew what he did to me because as my eyes traveled his body, he tightened his body leaning back on his elbows. He wanted me to come to him.
So I looked him dead in the eyes when I said, “You’re wrong, you know. We can’t be together… I do hate you and I hate myself! For God’s sake, most of the time I don’t even recognize who I am, and I can’t stand to look at either one of us,” I said raising my voice.
I turned and dived into the endless deep sapphire blue of the water hoping it would wash away my desire for him. Hoping I would be able to deceive him by running away without having to look at what I had wanted all along. What I was forcing myself to give up.
I swam into the abyss- searching, learning this place he had discovered and noticed an opening in the rocks. Without thinking it through, I swam into the opening knowing that one day he would keep me here… an intuition of sorts giving rise to feeling- the need to find an exit to this place.
This tunnel I’m passing through seems to be getting narrower making me panic as I quickly try to come up for air. I hit my head on more rock wall and begin seeing white spots behind my lids when I feel his hands grab me- pulling me deeper with him. Suddenly, I taste his bloodied wrist shoved in my mouth as I feel him swim against the currents of a nearby waterfall. His chest is at my back with one arm holding my waist while his legs worked to get us afloat.
When we surface, I see we are in a natural pool which lies some fifty yards away from the main 130’ chute of the waterfall. We are on a lower level pool with smaller waterfalls about five feet high all around us. It is breathtakingly beautiful. In awe, I realize I don’t want to leave. The dams are made of travertine formations with the water having a beautiful turquoise color.
My eyes lower to find his gaze. He’s been watching me inspect the falls, his hands stroking me. “How long have you known about this place, and why haven’t you shown me before?” I ask.
“Because if I brought you here, it would be as a last resort- everyone above lives blind to this place. I want you to come here, find it, if you ever need to find safety. Remember it lies underneath the property. There are cave openings throughout the grounds. Listen and follow the sound of water. It’s enchanted and it will only allow us to enter it. Others will see huge barrier rocks that will obstruct passage. I can show you because of your recent behavior… you now see we are not like the others.”
“Do you sleep here?”
“There was a time I did- when your dreams weren’t as regular. I would imagine us like this in this swimming hole. Making love here.”
“Have you ever wanted to bring someone else here?” I asked breathless while holding on to his shoulders, and gently kicking my legs moving the water around his hips.
“Just you Eva, it will always just be you.”
“How long can we stay here before they notice,” I whisper.
“Long enough for you to give yourself to me… till sunrise.”
“What are we?”
“Not as different as we used to be,” he says as his hands close in on my thighs and he seats me against his lower chest.
“What is that supposed to mean? You keep everything from me, yet you expect me to give in to you, to let you seduce me?”
“Be honest with yourself baby; don’t you want me to seduce you, isn’t it what you’ve always wanted?” He spoke into my mouth before he licked my partially opened lips.
“What I want is to drink you so bad Darius, it’s driving me mad… you so close, the beating of your heart, and your blood running so fiercely underneath your skin. You’re in danger when you’re so close.”
“Drink me then, I DARE you to.” There was raw hunger in his eyes as he said those words. I realize we are both entering a point of no return. I feel it.
He takes us closer to the walls where there are huge blocks similar to steps only much bigger, and he lifts me sitting me down on one.
I lean back on my elbows looking up at what has to be one the many beauties of the cave. Looking almost like a night sky, but instead of stars there are moisture drops falling from rocky cones. I hear the water falling from his skin as he rises on his palms, my eyes follow, and I see him completely naked rising out of the water. He is so aroused that warning bells sound off in my head as he places himself between my thighs. Ignoring everything but him, I lift my legs off the rock to trap him in.
My nipples harden as I watch him looking at the wet transparent material against my breasts. “You presume I will let you make love to me when I just said I wouldn’t.”
“I thought you changed your mind with the way you were staring at my dick.”
“You don’t have to be so crude. I happen to think there is no way you will fit.”
He smiles and it’s all I can do not to melt in his arms. “You can take me baby… you were made to take me. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently.”
I smile gasping at the feel of his warm exquisite skin against mine.
“I do want to. I even think it’s inevitable… like it was meant to happen all along, but if we’re going to do this I want you underneath me. I want to be in control of how much of you fits, when, and the pace.”
Quickly he turns us as my hands shoot out against the rock surface, and I lay crouched over him. He closes his eye, his neck strains revealing what I’ve wanted.
“Do it, Eva- taste me.”
My lips lower licking over the pulsating vein on the side of his neck. He groans hips moving even though I am on his stomach, he can’t help showing me-
what I’ve wanted all along
, his voice whispers in my head.
“Open your eyes,” I demand.
“They’ll scare you. I won’t be able to stop. I want you too fucking much.”
“Open them, they’re beautiful… your beauty is what frightens me most… I want to possess it- to own you.” I encourage him.
He opens them automatically, and everything around us is cast with a luminous glow. I moan with my lips over his neck. I am taken by a hunger so primitive just because of the exquisite taste of his wet skin and drink him in. His blood flows down my throat as I feel him at my back ripping my camisole. His hands travel the sides of my breasts feeling them as he grunts with pleasure and pain. My need to drink all of him becomes so fierce, his blood so powerful, my hands bleed against the rocks. I am trying not to lose control. I release him suddenly arching my back while I lick his blood from my lips and throw my head back in ecstasy. I think I can come just from the sensations I’m feeling while rocking on his stomach wanting him. I feel my soaking hair at my butt and on his stomach. His hands grab my waist as he fits me over his erection.
My hands push against his stomach, lifting me, as my face comes down, and I bite him on his nipple. He is groaning uncontrollably.
“Can you take what I will become, my dark needs?” I demand more than ask.
“Yes,” he moans, “can take anything you want. I am willing to give you anything you need, Eva.”
I think I bring him close to release, with my name on his lips, by just feeling me while I drink him. I feel him in my mind, but this time he is sharing his thoughts with me. He’s trying not to lose control. It is all he thinks. But my blunt teeth bring him such a strong combination of pain and pleasure he knows he needs to be inside me soon, or he will come all over my panties. He doesn’t want it like this he wants to be hilt deep inside of me when he comes.
“Eva!” He shouts.
I laugh as I lick the blood from his nipple and open my thighs wider as I lower my body just a fraction on his erection. He is so thick… too thick making me tremble over him.
My knees are supporting me against the rock- holding me over him when his hands come to my opening and hook on my panties to slide them out of the way. “Eva now, it needs to be now!” I hear the panties start to rip when I lift away from him, and bite him on a vein running under his belly button.
He yells, “Eva, Fuck baby… yes!” as I feel hot come fall on my neck.
And I drink while he continues to come as my breasts rub against him. I continue drinking… even when I feel his heart slowing… he is still so hard. He moans incoherently, and I drink more.
All I could do is drink,
fuck… I should stop,
but I think I am coming from the pleasure of drinking him a breath away from death. I push away from him as I tremble and fall back into the pool.
I let the pool swallow me in and leave him, there… dying.
One moment I was drinking him the next I’m in the elevator making my way up to my room.
I look at my reflection and for the life of me I don’t recognize the monster staring back. My eyes usually a true light blue are completely black. I am naked and beautiful in a frightening way. I want more, but there isn’t any- I took all he had. I want more power, more blood, but most of all I want Eros. He can give for hours.
I go crazy in the elevator with the realization. I think I barely made it to my floor because the elevator walls are caved in.
When the screeching doors try to open I punch, tear, and kick my way out. I hear him… his laughter, his need, and desire- it excites me.
I’m coming for you,
he promises.
Where are you?
My mind begs,
I need you- My King.
Did you kill him?
Yes, I did as you asked.
I open and shut my door walking into the bathroom as I prepare my bath with the tuberose oil.
I need to wash Darius away if Eros is coming for me.
I will not let thoughts, or doubts of Darius enter my mind. Soon I will be reunited with my king… it is all that matters.
Tell me where you are!
I can’t he kept it hidden from me.
I enter the bath and lose myself to the smell, the feel of the water. And soon Eros is gone too.
I awaken as I feel arms wrap around me and carry me to the bed. I am too weak to gather who it is and think it’s probably Kimmy- I’m just too tired and know if not for her I would have probably drowned in the tub.
I dream of him, lying in our bed. I dream of us being happy and making love. I see his face in the final throws of passion, it is branded there- forever behind my lids. He is so beautiful, his shining bright eyes covering my body with their blue light. I dream of discovering every inch of the body I would never get to feel inside of me.
Darius, I warned you to stay away.
Let it all be a terrible nightmare.
Yes… he lies next to me. Nothing’s happened. It was all a terrible, horrific dream.
I feel Darius’s warmth, he’s holding me against him, flesh to flesh.
We are both naked. He’s moving over me, covering me. I need to get away. I don’t want to dream of killing him again.
Chapter 9: Are you Ready for Me Because I’m Coming for You
“No
… no, no! I won’t lose control... not this time!”
“Emma wake up,” someone is shaking me, “wake up baby, you’re dreaming.” I open my eyes to see Darius yelling in my face.
Tears are falling down my face over his hands. “You’re not real... you’re dead, I killed you.” He was pulling me up by my arms, sitting me on the bed. The sheets are tangled between our naked bodies.
“No baby, I’m here in your bed. Nothing’s happened to me.”
“I killed you! I drank from you until your heart stopped. Until you no longer breathed. I wanted to drink more. I wanted there to be so much more- I’m imagining you warm… wanting you with me now with so much more to offer me.”
“Don’t you worry baby, I found you. I have you… I can give you all that you need and more. I can satisfy all your needs.”
“My eyes… Darius what color are my eyes now?”
“Blue Angel, your eyes are the loveliest of blues I will ever see.”
My hands reach for him, and I kiss his lips so tenderly, “Please don’t be a dream…please, be real- Damn you be real!”
I have molded myself against him. I am on my knees now and so is he. Our kiss quickly turns passionate, as images from earlier enter my mind. I remember how I was over him… taking his nipple into my mouth. I moan and lower my lips from his finding my way to his neck wanting to recreate it. My hunger intensifies when I feel him pulse against my stomach.
“This time, I promise I will come inside you. I will come only after you’ve come several times, Angel.”
My eyes are closed, and I am lost to my desire for him, but when they open, and I see the luminescence his eyes cast… I know I will quickly follow with a change of my own, one I could not allow. My eyes would turn to black, and Eros would know I hadn’t succeeded in killing him. He will see. I deceived us all.
“I need to get out of here,” I said pushing away from him and running for the door.
I open the door, but from behind me he quickly slams it with the palm of his hand, and my body is pushed by his against the door.
“I’m not letting you run away from me, Angel.” He says biting my shoulder. I feel the tips of his teeth securing me.
“I make you come with my mouth, and it’s Angel now? How typical of you.” I say pushing back on him. Feeling his desire for me.
“Who’s being crude now, Eva?”
His palm rubs down against my belly making me shiver, “I didn’t satisfy all you hungered for… let me make it up to you- maybe you’ll reciprocate and call me something special if I make you come with my mouth.”
“Let me go, or leave… you choose.”
“I smell your need, you want me, so tell me why are you back to pushing me away?” He whispers moving the hair away from my ear as he licks it. I feel my nipples harden against my forearms, and I know he can sense my desire. I have to stop us before it’s too late.
“He was in my head. He made me walk away from you thinking you were dead. He asked me where I was. He wanted me to lead him here, and I would have had I known. I would have done anything he’d asked because I wanted him. I wanted him, not you Darius. I thought you were lying dead, and I didn’t care.”
Both his hands break through the door around me. He is gone from behind me so quickly. I want to scream from the pain my words cause me, and because I didn’t tell him I’d only felt like that out of bloodlust; that I wanted him- Darius, now… always him, but I was fighting two beings. I was becoming something I didn’t want to become.
“You don’t have to tell me Eva, I can read your thoughts. I can smell your need for me- that too doesn’t lie. When you came down below in the caves, it was for me. It wasn’t the first time you’ve come for me and never will it be the last.”
His voice was feral, angry.
“He can’t reach you while you are submerged in water, or surrounded by it. A spell I had a witch cast on you. It is why the caves are below us… for your protection.”
“So explain, why did I leave you? Why?”
“I imagine it was because you were scared, must have been quite a shock when you thought you killed me. I didn’t tell you, explain it was possible for you to drink all you wanted. I will not die the way you expected. I will come back.”
I turned and saw him sitting on my bed. He was wearing his pants again.
“How did you come up, the elevator…”
“Is destroyed, I know. I imagine you did it when he tormented you with what you thought you had done to me. I used the entrance I told you about. One of the ones scattered throughout the grounds.”
“He can’t know you’re alive… we can’t repeat what happened. You can’t touch me again, promise me!”
He looked at me long and hard, frowning he got up… then took two steps towards me before he stopped himself. He seemed to be waging an inward battle. I refused to look at how beautiful his sapphire grey eyes looked. If I looked at them I would be reminded of the man himself, all storm and passion. He was waiting for me to raise my eyes from where they fell on his collar bone, all perfectly mended, and meet his gaze, but I refused. I would not give in to all the emotions and questions that surfaced; like the knowledge that he wasn’t completely human, if at all.
I left him seconds from his death, yet he survived.
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I knew I would regret pushing him away, but I had to make him leave.
He walks up to me and my eyes lower. He is so powerful in his movements it is an addiction just to watch him move. He grabs my chin until my head is slanted back when he says, “Fine Emma… I can’t keep having you push me away, it hurts too damn much. If what you want is to continue punishing us without any reprieve you’ve got it, but remember this was your choice, so don’t blame me for the outcome. Nothing good can come from this.” He’s no longer in front of me.
He pauses by the door and turns to look at me. He catches me watching him leave, “I will continue to come into your room during the night. Nothing will stop me from sleeping with you. I won’t touch you. Not until you ask me to. I don’t like seeing the panic in your eyes, I now see reflected in them. I prefer them dark with passion. I will find him and end him, and then nothing will stop me from making you mine. Nothing!”
We look at each other a final time because I know it will be the last time I will stand naked in front of him. His eyes don't move from my face... he wants me to give him what I won't allow myself to do, I shake my head because he's just told me we can get through this. A gentle whisper in my mind.
No, I don't think we can.
On an exhaled breath he says,
“One last thing before I go, come to the lab tomorrow because something’s not right here. I think he’s trying to find you through the link your dreams provide; a connection of some sort. I need to break it, or at least figure out where to find him and kill him before he finds us.”
“You don’t understand he can’t be killed… I know, believe me I tried.”
“Let me worry about that. If you don’t come I won’t send Kamila. I’ll come for you myself; it’s important,” he says.
“You won’t find anything in the labs. Most of it happens when I drink from you. I won’t drink from you again. We’ll go back to using the drugs. I’m weaker… easier to manage, and incapable of harming you- using whatever it is you give me.”
That had been ten months ago, and like Kimmy said after that night we barely acknowledged each other’s existence.