The Witch & The Hybrid

8-Zen

This was really weird, honestly. Granted, I mean I was absolutely not an expert in one-night stands, but my friends were, and they didn't usually ever talk about the guy or girl holding them after they had s*x. If anything, it was always about how once they were done, they either slept or got the hell out immediately. Maybe I'd just managed to get one of the good ones instead?

Well s**t, that actually made me feel terrible then. But, this totally beat just passing my number to him and getting that stupid game over with like they'd wanted me to.

At his question, I stared at him for a moment and nodded my head slowly. For a second I didn't bother questioning why I was scooting myself closer to him, I just accepted that I was and that it felt natural to do so. "Way better than I thought I'd be tonight, Fang." I smiled at him, "I have you to thank for that."

Now what was going to happen? Would he offer to drive me home? I didn't really want to leave here just yet. Maybe we could just make a marathon out of what just happened? Woah, yeah, I was spending way too much time with Lilah if my thoughts were going off in that direction. No one-night stand happened like a romance novel, even I knew that. Right? s**t, why was I questioning that? Of course, they didn't. That would be absurd.

I was going to find out either way, wasn't I?

Staring at his eyes I had to pause and thinking about it, had they not just been bright yellow like a werewolf's eyes were? Wasn't he a vampire?

"So you going to tell me what Isa is short for?"

He raised a brow at my question, studying me for what felt like an eternity before he finally answered me. "Isaac." He smiled, "Isaac Lawe, that's my actual name. No, you're not getting a middle name from me though."

Well damn, I wanted to know that too.

Isaac Lawe, though.

Isaac.

I definitely liked the way that sounded way more than I liked, Isa. His nickname was a sort've spur of the moment thing, so I was going to be calling him Isaac from now on. From now on? Wait, why was I thinking like that. Like I was going to actually see this man again, it wasn't like I frequented strip clubs or something.

He just stared at me after he spoke, his fingers idly moving along my hair. As much as I wanted to question what he was doing, it felt nice. This whole thing was nice, and I didn't want to ruin it any because if this by chance was just some strange and rare one-night stand I didn't want to waste it any. Though nice did not do his d**k justice, I would've gladly let him have his way with me again.

"I'm glad I could be of service though." He chuckled after a few minutes.

His hand moved from my hair down my body slowly, tracing along every dip and curve of my sides before moving towards my breasts and playing with my n*****s idly. It was enough to pull another moan from me before his fingers slowly trailed down, finding my thighs and moving along them.

I glanced at him, biting my lower lip as my legs seemed to spread entirely on their own. He was sending chills up my body already from just his soft touches. I wanted more of him already, I could feel that familiar burning desire as he finally found his way to my p***y, lightly rubbing my c**t. Another moan was pulled from me as he kissed me hard, muffling the sound of my moan.

Fuck, why did he have this kind of effect on me? Rocking my hips against his hand as he rubbed my c**t slowly and teasingly I felt the slow building of another orgasm starting. It felt so good, I thought I was going to scream from it. Moving his fingers away he plunged two inside of me and started thrusting them in and out making me moan as I road his hand.

I was sensetive but ready to let him drag another orgasm or six out of me if he really wanted to. I'd let him do whatever in the f**k he wanted to, honestly.

He continued the thrusts for a few more moments before pulling his fingers back up and coating my c**t with his slick fingers as he started to play me like a damn fiddle, rubbing my c**t so fast I was practically screaming against his mouth as he kissed me. Pulling away, he found the other side of my neck and his fangs lightly scraped along the flesh, this time when I looked at him, his eyes were blazing blue.

I closed my eyes focusing on the feeling that was over taking me as he sucked my skin between his teeth, his fingers never stopping their focus on me. A few seconds later my body started to convulse, screaming out his name as I came for a second time at his mercy. I still would've gladly taken more but I wasn't going to beg. He pulled his fingers from my p***y and focused his attention on my neck entirely, kissing along it and sucking on the skin in different areas before finally pulling away and kissing me.

I focused on catching my breath as my body twitched some, coming down from the orgasm still. f**k, I'd never felt so good before.

"If you keep that up..." I muttered, looking towards him, "I will not complain..."

He chuckled at my words, lightly kissing my lips once more. "Like it that much, huh?"

I made a sound of agreement as I laid there. That's when it all came crashing down. Things had been going way too well for it to keep up like this and I knew it. I called it the minute I was looking around his house earlier, I knew he was way too good to be true.

He groaned as he heard the sound of the front door slam shut followed by, "Hey! We're home!"

Glancing towards the clock, he stared at the time and cursed under his breath before looking over at me, his eyes held nothing but regret as he started to sit himself up slowly. He cursed once more and shook his head. "I'm about to be the world's biggest d**k to you and I am so f*****g sorry for it, Zen..." He looked me right in the eyes before looking towards the door. "f**k me..."

I hadn't exactly looked around his house fully like he'd said I could have earlier but what I did see I never saw any photos of a woman or wife or anything like that but saw a ton of kids' stuff... did he just have a kid? Though maybe he did have a mate and her stuff was hidden. No way, if he did have one it would've been hard to cheat anyway. At least with Mick it had been but - well he had been enchanted so of course it would be.

Were they maybe roommates? Ones with a strange love for Justin Bieber?

Though with the words he'd uttered I couldn't see them just being roommates. How was I even supposed to respond to what he'd just said? He was apologizing for being a d**k before he was even being a d**k which oddly enough only made me smile like the batshit crazy witch that I was.

Obviously, these people were greatly important to his image though. Kids seemed like the most plausible thing. Though he really didn't look much older than forty but if he was a vampire, it made sense, they didn't age.

"I'm sorry?" I said finally, confused.

"You're sorry?" He looked at me, baffled and then frowned. "Please, don't apologize you've done nothing wrong here."