He took me to the downstairs part of the hotel where they provided cooked meals, I think he knew I was getting a little claustrophobic being kept locked inside all of the time.
I pulled on my pink kitten hoodie because I did not want anyone seeing my scars, I had slowly grown used to Amdis seeing them, sometimes I saw him look at them sadly, but only when he thought I wasn’t looking, most of the time he kept his face perfectly sculpted and beautifully empty looking.
He probably looked like my babysitter with me wearing a childish hoodie, but I hadn’t had time to pack anything else, I hadn’t planned on leaving the house when I had put it on.
Amdis was polite and sweet, I knew he needed to feed and food was becoming a little difficult for him to consume, but he didn’t want to make me feel awkward by eating on my own in front of him, so he ate with me.
It was like a date, other couples were eating and laughing with one another around us, and for a moment, I could almost pretend that we too were on a date together, I wondered what he was like dating wise, was he still this overly serious and cold person or was he warmer? Did he laugh more? I found it incredibly hard to imagine him relaxing and showing affection to someone, it didn’t seem like it was in his nature.
It was the end of October and about a week away from Halloween, so it was dark outside and lightly raining.
I loved Halloween and while we were eating, I asked, “can we celebrate Halloween?”
He looked up at me and replied, “it’s Halloween everyday for me.”
“Did you just make a joke?” I asked in mock surprise.
His lips hinted at a smile, but he didn’t say anything.
“So can we?” I asked again.
“I would rather you stay inside where it is safe.”
“What if I want to go trick or treating?” I was only joking, but I kept my face serious to see his reaction.
He never lost the cool look and said, “if that is what you wish, perhaps we can sort something out.”
He was so cute and he didn’t even know it. “I was only joking, I don’t really go trick or treating, but maybe we could stay in, get our own snacks and sweets and watch some horror movies?”
“That sounds a much safer option, yes.”
“Are you always so serious?” I asked.
He took a sip of his wine and answered, “it is my job to be serious.”
I sighed and carried on eating for a while, and then I asked, “are you like this with Michelle?”
He frowned at me and asked, “like what?”
“All cold and serious and grumpy.”
“I am not grumpy.”
“Pfft, you so are.”
“Eat, Rochelle, before your food goes cold.”
“Answer the question and I will.”
Sighing, he finally gave me eye contact and said, “no, I assure you I know how to relax and have a good time.”
“And do you actually show her affection, or are you as robotic with her as you are with me?”
“Of course I show her affection, we laugh and joke like any other couple dating.”
“Can’t you be like that with me?”
“I’m not dating you.”
I blushed with how bluntly he said that and hid the hurt in my voice. “I know, but surely we can act like friends?”
“We are not friends, you are my client, and I am your bodyguard, my job is to keep you safe, nothing more.”
This time I didn’t hide the hurt in my voice, I knew enough about vampires and their pets to know their bond was deep, and it was disrespectful to say I was nothing to him but a client. I felt it through the bond too, I felt his distance and I felt my own feelings, I craved to touch him, to be closer to him.
“That’s a cruel thing to say to me when you made me your pet, I should be more than just a client to you. When your job is done with me, are you going to just up and disappear from my life like I don’t exist?”
He looked at me coldly, but I could tell he hadn’t thought that far ahead. Eventually, he said, “we will work something out when the time comes.”
His words were as cold as ice and I knew that was the end of the conversation, to say anything else would anger him.
I finished my food in silence, but it was difficult to swallow through the lump in my throat, I didn’t want to cry in front of him. Apparently it wasn’t usual for me to be so silent because he noticed and said, “I am sorry if I upset you.”
“It’s fine.” I stood up to leave and he lightly touched my wrist. “Rochelle.”
I stopped and turned to face him.
“What?” I asked quietly.
“I truly am sorry, I never wanted a pet, but I have one now, and it isn’t fair of me to keep you at a distance, I understand the bond will make you feel things, I explained I will never fall in love or settle down with anyone not even my pet, but I can maybe offer some affections where it is needed.”
“What does that mean?” I asked, and then I felt strange between my legs, I felt tingly, like a good tingly feeling and I suddenly really wanted to climb him and have s**x with him. I was a virgin, I had never been intimate enough with a man before to feel like this and my eyes grew wide with panic, could he tell? I was blushing so hard, it had just come from nowhere.
I looked at him wide-eyed and took a step back. “Rochelle?” He asked.
“Uh, I should probably go to bed.”
I stumbled and tripped over my own two legs and quickly ran off to the lift before he could catch up. How embarrassing, I was always embarrassed around Amdis it seemed. I thought back to what he said about a female’s time of the month, if a vampire had a bond with us, then to them, we smelt like we were in heat similar to werewolves, I wondered if that meant us females also went into heat for our vampire? That must be it, I knew I was attracted to him, I knew I was even a little bit In love with him, but this had come on so suddenly and out of nowhere I could only assume I was in some kind of heat for him.
I was starting to feel more and more happy that Zedric had broken our emotional connection between one another because screw ever wanting to feel this towards him. Our hotel had two separate bedrooms, so I ran into mine and shut the door. Thankfully he left me alone, and I tried to get some sleep, I did manage to get some, but I woke up in the early hours sweating and aching between my thighs, this was super annoying. I tried to ignore it and managed to force myself back into an uncomfortable sleep.
I was hoping I’d feel better in the morning, but I didn’t, it was almost like a fever, I felt so hot and sweaty, I could barely focus on anything other than the image of Amdis and how good it would feel to have him fill me up, oh my goodness, I tried blocking that out of my head, no way did I need him finding out my perverse thoughts about him.
I tried to touch myself, but that did nothing and I gave up. I’d just have to fight through it. Amdis knocked on my door, making me jump and asked, “Rochelle? Are you ready to train?”
Oh god, training up close to him was going to be hard. I could do this, it was just some silly lustful feeling, right? I could keep it at bay, surely.
I got up and opened the door, making sure not to make eye contact with him. “Ok.”
“Here.” He handed me a bag and I looked inside to see some sort of training outfit. “Thanks.” I shut the door and pulled out some black sports shorts, tight fitting shorts, uh oh, I pulled out a top, I think? Or was it a sports bra? Yikes, I didn’t want to act weird or make him suspicious, so I pulled the clothes on and looked in the mirror. My long curly hair was a mess, so I ran some cream through, and combed it with my fingers too and then pulled it back in to a low ponytail. My eyes were nice, they were big and doe eyed, a brown so dark they looked black.
I was surprised to see the top made my breasts look big and full, and I blushed at the thought of going out like this, the shorts were tight fitting too, honestly the outfit made my body look really good actually, but I was super shy and then there were all my scars on display which ruined the look. I took a deep breath, it didn’t matter, he wasn’t interested in me anyway. I opened the door and went out to meet him.
He did flatter me a little as I watched him travel his gaze over my body as if he liked what he saw, but then, this was Amdis, it was hard to tell if he did it just to make me feel good or if he really meant it.
“Shall we?” He asked and gestured towards where we had trained yesterday.
I walked over there and turned to face him.
He made me do my punches and kicks again, and then he taught me some throws and how to pin someone. I was bad at it, it took five tries before I even managed to throw him once on to the floor, and then I took even longer trying to figure out how to keep him pinned underneath me even though he had shown me so many times.
I was straddling him on the floor and had his wrists pinned above his head when he said, “anyone could easily escape this.”
“I don’t know how to do it,” I replied, I was sweating, and it wasn’t all from the training, I was still struggling with the heat I was feeling towards him, and it was taking all my willpower not to rub myself on him, that would be beyond humiliating.
“Try harder, I’ve shown you so many times it should be burned upon your mind at this point.”
Sighing, I shifted to try something else and my goodness the pleasure I felt just from my crotch brushing across his body was so intense I had to hide my face against his chest and moan softly. This was so embarrassing, this couldn’t happen, I would die of shame if I tried anything.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Nothing,” I moaned as pleasure still tingled through my body from that one slight touch.
He gently lifted my chin up to meet his eyes, and he looked intensely into mine. “Your eyes have flecks of ice green running through them like mine,” he murmured.
I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know what that meant. Quietly, he said, “are you feeling things for me?”
“Define things,” I breathed.
“Are you feeling lustful towards me.”
I nodded, blushing hard but glad my skin tone hid it.
“You are very hot to the touch, do you feel well?” He asked.
“I feel like I have a fever.”
He nodded and said, “you are in heat, I suppose with Zedric severing your emotional ties you didn’t experience this.” I shook my head no, and he said, “it is a natural thing between vampire and a female pet, the longer you ignore it, the more sick you will feel.”
“I can’t get rid of it.”
“Have you tried touching yourself?”
“Yes,” I mumbled shyly.
He sat up bringing me with him, and then he stood up with me in his arms and carried me over to the kitchen counter, sitting me on the edge he placed his hands on either side of me on the counter top and said, “I will make this as professional as I can, I will not move nor touch you while you use me to pleasure yourself.”
“What! You want to have s**x?” I asked.
“No, simply rubbing and grinding yourself on me should be enough to help satisfy your urges.”
“That’s so embarrassing.”
“It’s only embarrassing if you let it be, just enjoy yourself and don’t worry about anything else.”
“Hmm, enjoy myself on you while you stand there like some frozen statue.”
“You can choose to feel sick instead until it passes if you wish.”
“I do wish, I don’t need your pity.” I pushed him away and got down off the table.
“I don’t pity you.”
“Then why won’t you enjoy it with me?”
His lack of an answer was enough for me, and I walked off into my room. I flopped on to the bed dramatically and lay there for a long time, apparently a really long time because Amdis knocked my door and said, “you can ignore me all you like, but you need to eat, it is lunchtime, and you haven’t even had breakfast.”
“I’m used to not eating much,” I replied sarcastically, and he opened the door and demanded, “get off the bed and go eat something.”
Sighing, I got up and walking by I grumbled, “you’re so bossy.”
He smirked at my response and followed me out, probably to make sure I ate.