A Soul Collectors Love

Close your eyes

 He pulled her body into his and wrapped both arms around her waist. She twirled her arms around his neck and tried to get closer to him even though it wasn’t possible. Their lips were battling; it felt like air wasn’t needed, they just needed the taste of each other’s lips. She tasted the vodka and coolness of his tongue contrast with the burning heat of his soft lips branding the sensation to memory. Her hands were in his soft dark hair and his hands were roaming her body their heat leaving a trail of lust in their wake. She moaned against his lips and his mouth seemed to absorb the sound, his hands touching her masterfully as she began to ache right down to her core. She felt his c**k harden against her lower abdomen; she was wet immediately from the contact. Wait, she suddenly pulled away from his lips and scanned the floor. “What?” he asked breathlessly. “Where did our drinks go?” she asked completely flabbergasted. He chuckled sexily and tilted his head toward the bar and there they were sitting perfectly. “How?” she asked while looking back into his deep blues, “My secret.” He said before pulling her lips back towards his. She got lost in his embrace again and felt his hands cup her ass and lift her; she wrapped her legs around his waist while he took them to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and straightened to remove his shirt, she moaned when she saw he had rock hard abs and his amazing tan extended to below the navel. She stared into his eyes as she started zipping off her dress from the side. His pupils seemed to eat his irises and he bit his lip. She shimmied out of the dress and was left in her black lingerie. “f**k!” He exclaimed before crawling onto her body and nipping at her lips. She moaned at the contact of his scorching skin against her naked flesh as she felt the silk sheets slide against her skin creating the most tantalizing friction. His lips trailed down her neck and nipped at her n*****s through her lacy bra, she moaned at the contact and her hips bucked. He chuckled, “You’re so sexy. I wish I could keep you.” He murmured against her skin. She frowned, keep her? She believed that she was going to have the most amazing night with this half demon where he rocked her world and then forgot about her. She never bargained for anything more because who would believe her? But as his lips continued their assault his words and her thoughts were forgotten. He straightened and unzipped his pants, showing her that he was not wearing any underwear and revealing inch by inch his huge c**k. The head was glistening and she paused for a moment feeling her slickness grow. She bit her lip as she began removing her bra and panties; she kept her eyes on his throbbing d**k. Putting his hands on her knees, he spread her legs. He seemed to let out a growl and her heart beat faster before he began to reach for her slowly as if she might run away. She bit her lip anticipating his touch. As soon as his fingers brushed her sensitive bud she moaned and her hips bucked. He used his one hand to steady himself as he began to strum her c**t gently. She felt herself building up to her climax but he abruptly stopped and she glared at him through her lashes. “Patience, darling.” He roughly said, taking strain to control himself. He used his arm to tuck under her waist and move her up the bed, so that her head was on a pillow. He caged her in using his large muscular arms on either side of her chest and with one powerful thrust, pushed himself into her. She moaned his name as she felt him enter her and clutched his back as he hit her sensitive spot. He was so big it felt like he was reaching parts of her that he shouldn’t and she bit her lip waiting for her body to adjust. He seemed to be doing the same as he held himself staring into her eyes. His eyes started glowing just then and he started moving in and out. She was mesmerized by his eyes and the pleasure that came with every thrust. Her earlier build up coming back with a vengeance, she screamed as she felt her lower body tensing and she felt his head getting bigger from the clenching of her walls. He pulled out and came all over her belly. He leaned his forehead against hers as they lay there for a moment. “Guess I wanted you more than I thought.” He chuckled. She frowned, “What do you mean?” “Well, that was all of three seconds...” He lifted his head, his eyes no longer glowing; his face had that charming smile again. “If three second is all I need to feel that mind shattering orgasm, I would like to request you to occupy my bed for three seconds every night!” He gave a full out laugh and she couldn’t help but feel a little flutter in her belly. She chuckled nervously, “Guess we forgot the condom.” He chuckled as well, “Yeah” was all he said before he rolled off of her and got up to fetch some paper towels to clean her off. She thought this was extremely sweet and considerate, but then again her taste in men absolutely sucks and this is probably what decent one night stands do. She smiled up at him as he was frowning cleaning her off, she moved her hand to smooth his frown and kissed his forehead. He looked surprised at her actions and looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Suddenly feeling like she should leave, she scooted to the end of the bed and began to get dressed. He did the same and once they were completely clothed and staring at each other, she shuffled feeling shy, “Could you take me home?” she asked while twirling her hands. He nodded, “Where do you stay?” he looked completely nonchalant, she shrugged. She was never going to see him again and didn’t expect flowers and chocolates or cuddles, this was over. “On the corner of 2nd avenue and Fordyce.” She explained. “Near the bakery?” he asked, “Yeah” she replied. He nodded and walked up to her taking both her hands in his, “Close your eyes, you are not going to want to keep them open. We are going to travel there in a moment and you might feel woozy, just hold on to me.” He instructed. She closed her eyes and felt her whole body tingling before she felt the ground under her feet change and a chill in the air around her. She opened her eyes looking up at Ajax, he was smiling. “What?” she asked feeling nervous, “You travel remarkably well.” She raised an eyebrow at him before taking in her surroundings. They were in front of the bakery and her house was just down the road. “Incredible! So you can travel anywhere in the world? Why are you here?” she asked curiously. “I can only travel to places I have been before and I am here because I like small towns.” He shrugged. She nodded and pointed up the road, “My place is this way.” She started walking in that direction and he strolled alongside her. “Just in case you were wondering, I don’t have STDs and can’t get them” her face morphed into a look of pure horror before she burst out laughing, “I hadn’t even thought of that!” she face-palmed herself and carried on laughing. He laughed too, glad that the after s*x tension was broken. “I guess you could tell that I don’t do casual sex.” She shrugged seemingly not bothered. He started fiddling with his collar, “Don’t worry. I don’t expect anything. I know this was a one night thing and I am not going to ask you to call me and I don’t expect to see you again.” She explained, hoping she didn’t frighten the poor man too much. He seemed perplexed at her explanation but didn’t say anything. They finally stood in front of her house. It was quaint with a small brown wall enclosing the front yard and a little white gate she opened to enter. Ajax followed her up to her front door that was a burgundy colour. If you looked at the build of the house, you would be able to see its historical roots and how well maintained it was. On the left side of the house was a tall brown wall, indicating a backyard and on the right was a single garage attached to the house. She stretched to reach above the door where she kept her spare key. She knew her handbag was back at the club with Anya but she’d give Anya a call about it later. She opened the door and as she turned around she noticed the night sky beginning to hint at dawn behind Ajax’s head and smiled. She loved watching the sunrise. He looked at her confused at her expression, “It’s almost dawn and I love watching the sunrise.” She explained while pointing behind him. He glanced behind him and noticed the mirage of colours. He never watched a sunrise before. Not in his many years of life. He returned her smile, “It must be beautiful.” He replies sincerely. She shrugs, “I really enjoyed getting to know you Ajax. I hope you have a happy future, soul hunting and all.” She giggled the last part and he laughed, “You too, Amanda”, finding the sound of her name on his lips appealing. He moved closer to her and put his hand around her neck, drawing her closer for a kiss. Their lips met and the passion it ignited made him want to take her to her bedroom, but he knew better. He pulled away from her lips and rested his forehead against hers, “Close your eyes”, he whispered in a low tone and as soon as he saw her obey he did the same. “I really wish things were different, but they aren’t. You need to forget me. Forget everything that happened tonight. You will remember up until you passed out, but you will forget I was ever there”, he brokenly whispered. He knew he didn’t need to say anything, because if he willed it in his mind, it would be reality but he needed to say it. He needed to purge himself of Amanda and her strange acceptance of him and his life. If he were a different, selfish person, he would’ve held onto her but he’s not. With one last longing look, he disappeared back to his huge, empty house.

Amanda blinked her eyes rapidly as if she were waking up from a dream and realised she was standing in front of an empty doorway. Did someone ring the bell? She thought to herself but she didn’t remember that. She shrugged and closed the door. As she turned around, she felt lost, and turned around in the same spot taking everything in her tiny house in. Everything looks the same but something is different and suddenly her mind jumped to the sun peaking through the window. Its morning and she can’t remember how she got home. She walked into her kitchen and went through the motions of getting food ready for her two cats and one dog. As if on cue, Mr Cuddles came waddling through. No, she did not name him and yes, she calls him by his full name. She smiled and crooked her finger at him to jump onto his food table. He immediately complied. As she was stroking his fur while he was eating she tried wracking her brain to remember even the slightest detail of how she got home. She closed her eyes and suddenly felt a striking pain in her temple and remembered the jerk that tried to hit her but she opened her eyes and he was on the floor. Who hit him? She began pacing as she felt like a dam wall in her mind was on the brink of opening and she would remember every detail. She tapped her chin. She began to remember these haunting blue eyes that could swallow you whole. If you got lost in them you would be lost forever. She was broken out of her thoughts by the house phone ringing. Hmm… that’s weird. “Hello?” “Oh my gosh! Where the hell have you been? You just disappeared tonight and left your bag with me. You had no money or phone. How did you get home? Why wouldn’t you call me?” Her friend Anya was screaming at her through the line, shooting questions at her. “I think I just got home. But I don’t remember how and I think I passed out outside the club.” Amanda replied in an unsure voice. “What?” was all Anya could ask because it didn’t make any sense? Amanda had lost hours of her memory and she was not that drunk to have blacked out. She hasn’t been that drunk once in all of her life. “I don’t know what happened Anya. I must’ve fainted outside the club and someone must have sent me home in an uber and I must’ve been coherent enough to give them my address”, was all she could think of. “Damn girl. Okay I’m on my way to your place. I’ll drop your handbag and we need some serious sleep after that.” Anya hung up the phone and Amanda sighed and dropped her head in her hands. “What is wrong with me, Mr Cuddles?” She asked in a miserable tone.