Savior

Evelyn7

Nothing has been said in the past fifteen minutes, not one word. We have just sat here patiently waiting for the club to completely clear out. Fifteen minutes for my heart to completely beat out of my chest. He doesn’t seem bothered, but he is known to hide behind his mask. I take in his features as he stares at the floor below. His strong jawbone, long lashes, and dark tattoos make him look decadent. Almost like God himself dropped him in front of me on a platter, though I know I can’t have him. Suddenly, I realize I’m staring into his hazel brown eyes as he catches me staring shamelessly at his face. I grimace at the thought that he could have possibly seen any vulnerability. Never again, I remind myself. “See something you like, angel?”

That wonderful nickname of his flows out of his waiting mouth. A mouth I’m dying to lose myself in every second that passes painfully. I long to taste him and breath the very air he takes from this world.

“Something like that.” I mutter, looking away and breaking the eye contact that’s burning my soul. “Why am I up here Heath? I want to go home.”

“To who?” He questions abruptly. “Because from what I’ve seen you don’t have much more than a cat waiting on you.” My hair stands up on the back of my neck as I realize he’s been in my apartment. What has he found? What else does he know? The questions begin to cause a pinned up panic in the pit of my stomach as I try to swallow the emotion down before he sees. I know he’s studying my reaction to his comment, and anything will give me away. I don’t give him an answer, so he continues, “I want to know more about you Eve. The other night in the locker room left me wanting more of you.”

I swallow, knowing what he is asking for and knowing he himself has no idea what he’s playing with. I don’t plan to let him find out before I disappear. “Why am I here Heath?” I repeat the question again hoping he’ll release me from this Hell.

“I told you; I want to know more about you. I don’t like repeating myself.” He counters, leaning up with his elbows on his knees closing the distance between us.

Before I can stop myself, I take a small breath in and he envelopes my senses in one second. He smells as delicious as he looks, I think to myself, one taste wouldn’t hurt, right? I try to shake the sinister images and thoughts from my head to no avail. “Why would you want to know more about me?”

“Like I said, the locker room.” He replied simply.

I roll my eyes, unsure of how to pursue this situation. If he were to find out what I was he would end up wanting one of three things. He would want to be like me, harnessing my power for himself, or he would want to kill me instead. The worst of the three is my deepest fear, he’d turn me over to him. “And if I don’t want to reveal all my deepest darkest secrets?”

I assume he took my comment as flirtatious as he leans forward even more. His brown eyes searing into my blue-purple ones as he tries to read my mind. “Do you really have a choice, Eve?”

My heart flutters, I secretly wish he could understand just what he’s saying. Just what he’s wanting and asking of me. I know I couldn’t control myself. “Yes, I always have a choice, and I think you should realize that.”

He doesn’t even flinch at the threat that is hanging in the air above us. Instead, his next mood stuns me as his hand snaps out gripping my face and pulling me to him. My reflex’s kick in immediately and I abruptly find myself straddling him on the couch he was perched on, with my hand around his throat. He looks as shocked as I do at the actions taking place but oddly smirks. “That’s it, angel, let that pretty little demon that I’ve become obsessed with out to play. Give it to me.”

One hand runs down my spine while the other moves up my thigh, they both grip my hips firmly. I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips as my eyes slant, slightly closing. My senses override to a being I haven’t seen in years. With the fresh kill, new body, and Heath all the sensations flood my body taking away my control. I realize I can’t fight it; my aura surrounds us like a bubbly smoke cloud. I can smell the sweetness in the air along with it’s magical pull and with one look I can tell he does as well. Without thinking, I allow my lips to slam down to his trying to steal as much of his essence as he’ll provide. He moans into my mouth as if he can sense the overwhelming desire flowing between us like a lifeline. He needs my body, I need his blood, his pure life form. I deepen the kiss and groan out as I feel the familiar sting in my gum line. As my teeth begin to protrude from my gum line my hands move further south down his chiseled abs. He thrusts his hips up into my hand and I gasp at what I’m feeling. He’s longer and thicker than I originally imagined, and I waste no time feeling him skin on skin. My index finger running along the line of his pants, splitting it at the seams beneath my waiting grasp. “Mmmm…” is all I can manage as my teeth nick his inner lip causing a line of scarlet. I suck in a taste as he moans with pleasure, wanting me to take what I need. He hasn’t the clue that he’s bleeding and I’m not going to tell him.

Slowly, I start to feel his presence in my heart and in my mind. I realize how long it’s been since I’ve felt a connection of this magnitude and understand my longing for it. I know after this hit I’ll never be able to deny him again and the connection will only get worse. I pull back from our kiss and stare down into his barely open eyes. A whine escapes his lips as if he wants me to take more, to take him as a person. How could this big, dark man come down to his knees for someone like me? I know the business he’s involved with, and he would never be this transparent without my aura. “Please…”

His whisper sends shivers across my skin as the need to hunt prowls my brain. I shake my head as his hand rubs across my lips, smearing the blood among them. “I need to leave Heath, this will never work.”

“I don’t understand why you keep saying that, Eve.” He murmurs, staring at me longingly as if I am the last thing he wants to see on this Earth.

I stare down into his eyes while fully sitting up, “You don’t need to understand. I don’t deserve you and I’ll only add more chaos to your life. More than there already appears to be…”My voice trails off into my thoughts as I begin to think about what could be, what would be.

“And if I don’t care about any of that…, don’t I get a choice.” He whispers, I realize the entire club is vacant. It’s just us in here.

I smirk, “Was I going to have a choice?”

He shakes his head, smirking, “Of course not, “My facial expression must say paragraphs as he continues, “but I see your point. I don’t care about the risks that you believe will be prevalent in whatever this situation is. I want to see where this goes because it’s obviously more than we are letting on.”

I sigh, knowing that it’s only the connection talking between us. If I were to leave at this point it could possibly hurt us both. Now, I need to try to protect him at all costs. Staring down into his beautiful face, I realize he is either going to be my damnation or my salvation. One or the other, or maybe both.