The Alpha Vampire

In front of me is my beloved, who was near close to dying by my own hands.

Would I have done such a deed?

Yes.

I have come for too far and for too long to be the greatest Vampire, let alone the ultimate Master, that one shall find for her to betray me by her reckless actions.

Now I am still not sure what she has gotten herself into, yet; that is why I shall refrain from ripping her to pieces and let her explain herself.

“Cassidy, I am giving you one opportunity to tell me what it is that you have done.” Then her last words come rushing back to my mind, “And explain how I am involved in your mess.”

As I pull my claw away from her much bleeding throat, she drops to the floor in an instant with a great moan. “Lucas, I…”

“Cassidy, do I need to remind you that I shall know if you are lying, but,” I raise my voice but a fraction of a pitch, “You have done something, for I cannot read your mind. What is it?”

“I, well, I went to…” She rises to her feet, and then finally, she meets my eyes. “I got a spell that will not allow you to read my mind.”

There is a fury that builds from deep within my core and explodes in a shattering roar, “You did what?”

“The fairy in the forest, there by Dean, she helped me.”

Well, that woman is as good as dead, and for this one that is in front of me, I shall punish her severely, though, “Why?”

“I would not have been able to do this; you would have found out.”

“My dear Cassidy, I would have found out like I did tonight even if I could read your mind. Now, what is this that you have done?”

She looks at me as she starts to stumble, “Please may we go home so I can rest…” She falls with a loud thud next to my feet as she is starting to feel the effects of the blood loss, and…

Well, there is no way…

“Fair, let me take you home.”

So much to my very annoyance, I am left to carry the woman that is my beloved down each alleyway. The rain has come down rather pounding, drenching every inch of fabric held on my skin. Cassidy’s wound is rinsed by the tiny little raindrops, leaving me to see the true damage I have done.

How can I have been so cruel?

It makes my heart that is still very much capable of feeling sting in a way that the tears are now drowning with the rain that is beating against my face. The pain in my heart soon fills me to such an extent that I do not have the sheer will to carry us both forward to the safety of our home.

But I know that she needs to feed or else she is going to die.

And it is with this thought that we are finally entering the front door, much to Damien’s shock, racing towards my room.

As I lay her down, I softly whisper for her to open her eyes, “My beloved, please. Please, you must drink.”

At first, she refuses to take my wrist in her hand and only but pushes me away with all the strength that she still has. But I push forward, and with one flick of my fang, I slice the skin and pierce open the vein, leaving the blood streaming just at the right pace for her to take.

Yet, she grabs hold of my hand and nestles her fangs ever so deep, and draws with the utmost force. With each drop she pulls through her tiny fangs, I can see her wound is slowly starting to close. It only takes another few seconds, and she has fully healed as if nothing has ever happened.

But there will be the memory.

Her beloved tried to kill her.

“Cassidy, I must apologize.”

She places her finger against my lips and pulls me closer, “Lucas…”

Her hands flutter to the sides of my face, stroking the bristle of my cheeks and jaw. I make a quiet moan in my throat. Suddenly she takes hold of my shoulders and pulls me into her body. My gaze locks with her in a moment of searing wonder. She looks at me as if she could eat me with her gaze as if she wanted to possess every inch of my body.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

And I know what she is thinking.

I swear the edges she gets closer to danger thrills that body so. She lives to feel that adrenaline pumping through her and that ache build-up to absolute torment between those long elegant legs. She pushes that line and everybody that goes with it. She will get me fucking killed. And she does not understand that.

Satisfied that she is fine, I wiggle my ass out of my pants, and then she so casually insists that I rid myself of the only other thing that would stop me from taking her.

I slip my naked body past every inch of her hot skin; she is soft and tight and, oh my god, so sweet in all the right places. The very ache for her is growing intensely painful between my thighs as I am nearly about to burst out begging for her touch.

She cups my tight ass in her small little hands and grinds and does she grind. The tension is growing, and the ease of the wet sensation, and don’t ask me if it is her or me, but god, we are sliding like an ice block on a hot summer’s day.

Without having the willpower to control it anymore, I find myself doing the very thing I was trying to avoid, “God, Cassidy, please.”

She palms the base of my erection and drags her hand up so slow; I feel like I can almost fucking die. Then down she goes, slipping her thumb over the tip of my head and dragging those fingers until I am covered in my own damn wet mess.

“Cassidy, you are going to fucking make me cum, and this is not what I had in mind.”

“It is called foreplay, Lucas.”

“I don’t think I will be able to survive foreplay.”

Now, this woman is petite, but she flips me over on top of her, and I am exactly right where I want to be. I do not care for her foreplay; I want to be so deep inside her that I will rip her apart. Every part of my hot flesh wants to be tucked inside her.

I lift her on top of my lap, and she hooks those long elegant legs around my waist. My hand tangles in her hair, and I pull her head back so far that her bare neck is fully exposed for my tongue to take. With long slow kisses, I drag my lips down her soft skin; she moans and only but whispers.

“I thought you couldn’t survive foreplay.”

“Oh, my beloved, this is just to make you wet.”

“Fuck, Lucas, I don’t think I can…”

I kiss her words away as I take those sweet lips and nibble on them gently. Then, when I think it cannot even go further, I pull her head back, so all that is lying bare in front of me is her fully erect nipples. With slow but hard circles, I ripple my tongue over them. Her body jerks and I feel as she is becoming a total wet mess.

“Bend back, my beloved.” As if the poor woman is not already arched against the bed.

I lift her as but only a bit up for total comfort of access and thrust into her without a single warning.

“Oh, god, Lucas.”

She scrunches her hands in the sheets, and I slam even harder, a full deep thrust making her body shudder. The bolt shooting through me as the depth of my erection overwhelms me leaves a deep growl from my throat.

“Fuck, Cassidy!”

I thrust again, pulling that tiny head back, giving me wider access as I push her legs even further apart. Then another thrust with so much force that she slides off my lap and falls back down on the bed. Pulling her back by the legs and wrapping her firmly, I grind my erection deep into her until she squirms. I only but leave her tightness for but a second and slam a deep thrust between her legs again.

“Yes, Lucas.”

“My beloved, I am going to fuck you so hard until your cry.”

Then just as I am about to drive with extra force…

I stop.

“Lucas,” she wiggles her ass and urges me to continue.

“No, my beloved. Now you are going to tell me what it is that you did.”

With one big huff, she pushes her body from the mattress and looks at me rather proudly as she says only but one word, “Ectogenesis.”