Make Your Move Katherine

Katherine...

It was another day later when Katherine could fight the urges no more and refusing to succumb to the cravings of running to Oscar, she instructed the night shift maid to draw a cold bath for her- just as she had been doing since …this thing took birth inside of her. Oni had left since sundown. At night-time, it was always the worst and she knew what was coming.

She looked at her clock- 9 PM.

Just what were Ju and the others hiding from her? What was this creature inside her? This fire animal that wanted Oscar? What did that have to do with her? And did it just not go to him in the first place? Why her and not his woman? It seemed that the more answers she received, the more questions came along with it.

Okay- so Oscar is a vampire. Very different from what a normal vampire is…she laughed at her thoughts. A normal vampire. Katherine broke out in fits of laughter and the maid did not even bat an eyelid in her direction.

Another ten minutes later, she had dismissed the woman and lay in the luxurious curved lip tub, dipping her head into the water from time to time as if to freeze out memories of his touch, from inside her head. Feeling the water warming up around her, she opened the tap and left it running while the tub overflowed but the water soon became heated again. She dipped her head in and held her breath as long as she could before coming up again.

The fevered tremors had her moaning out and balling his ting hands into fists under the water, her heels pressing onto the bottom of the gold interior tub.

Oscar swam in her mind again but this time she looked down at the sizzling water around her. Yes, the water was steamy and tiny bubbles were forming- definitely over 212 degrees. While startled, Kat was not afraid as one would be in this situation. She had never seen the water do that before which meant it was getting even more unbearable.

‘It’s not me, it’s this creature inside me.’

She dipped her head in and held on longer, unsure of what she was trying to achieve. Drowning herself? She came up again when her lungs felt like they were collapsing this time and gasped in a much-needed breath sharply. “F*ck you Oscar!” she shouted and slapped the heated water, rearing back and looking at her hand in horror, as if expecting to see it scald.

‘Chill Kat. If it were to burn you, you would have been boiled by now.’

She needed to check her mental list again.

Vampire. Feather firebird- phoenix, inside her that wanted the vampire. Someone trying to make her dead. Place swaps. Mages that knew the truth and a dragon that was the vampire’s enemy. She snapped her fingers- that’s it. Ju had asked her if the dragon had visited her dreams…interesting. She snapped her fingers again. The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

The water was too hot now to simmer her fiery flesh, knowing what to do, she stood up then felt the heat upon her body as soon as she was out of the water and put the tub to drain before making her way to the shower. At once, thoughts of Oscar assaulted her again. “This is getting too much to bear,” she mumbles to herself and lathers herself up. “I might need to get another one of these tubs in here if this continues to increase at this rate.”

Seeing the tub almost empty she plugged it back and reopened the tap to fill it once more with cold water. The cold water here was like water from inside a fridge – night and day so she was grateful for that aspect. Kat figured she might have to spend the night here tonight. She wondered what Oscar was doing at the moment. Probably curled up with his woman as he had suppressed his cravings for her- the phoenix that is. Looking at her reflection on the huge mirrored wall, Katherine could see the invisible heat around her nakedness, her wet hair and her beautiful violet eyes no longer looking at her but yellow irises stared back. Not like a regular sun- yellow but more flamed- on the orange side not red.

The sight was no surprise to her and she had grown accustomed to it by now. It was this monster inside her. And how is her hair dry? Why wasn’t the bathroom on flames?

“That’s so f*cking unfair that he could do that. While I must deal with this,” she shouted once more and climbed into the black, curved lip-styled tub, fuming mad, closing her eyes. The mage had stated that she could not take any potions to stop her cravings, like Oscar. Kat supposed that being a supernatural creature had its perks that a mere human could not part-take in. She wondered if the mage meant only in big things like that or in everything because she remembers the woman had given her a powder to swallow before- unless that was a regular tablet in that form. She sneered her lips.

She thought of her mother and father. Her real father that is- Jake, and pondered upon what could have led to murder. Something was off about the entire situation but what. Anthony was hiding something from her- the mage- heck the entire country.

Would she have to sneak out? It had taken her days to steal pieces of clothing from the servants before. A headpiece today, an apron the next…that had been her escape plan but the death of her father had altered it. She doubted she could go down that road again and not be caught this time.

“Hmm,” she groaned out when a rush of desire passed throughout her entire body and brought her hands up to grip the sides of the tub. Another wave rushed over her and she clamped her legs closed as if to prevent the want of the man that was on her mind whether she wanted him to be there or not.

“F*ck,” she hissed arching her back, one hand leaving the side of the tub to cup the area just above her thighs, heels pressing against the cast iron beneath the water as she cried out from unfulfillment. Her other hand came over her bre*st and she whimpered, cupping it as another tide of lust rushed throughout her being.

The first time she did it, she was a bit ashamed but she was beyond that now and she began massaging it, feeling a bit better but yet it intensified her craving. Her hand that had been rubbing the tip of her bud at the top of her bottom lips, ceased its movement too. “I’ll kill you, you stupid beast,” she screamed as angry tears streamed down her face.

Her entire body felt as if it was aflame and Katherine sobbed, bending her head forward, hearing the sounds of the steamy bubbles of the water surrounding her. Worst.

‘Should I call for one of the guards?’

Instinctively she knew they would not satisfy her craving. Anthony? The thought of the man touching her now repulsed her- why? And why wasn’t the repulsion working to turn off this unwanted s****l yearning riddling her body now?

Her entire body itched. Beneath her skin wanted Oscar’s touch…Was her pride so much that she could not just bang down the stupid man’s door and demand he takes her then and there? At least it would stop all this… “Assh*le!” her voice echoed around her and she covered her eyes with her hands, leaning back, bringing her legs halfway up, while her hot tears mixed with the heated tub water.

Unexpectedly, a ripple in the water touched her neck but before Katherine had time to move her hands from her eyes, a hand snaked to the side of her right bre*st, and a thumb finger sunk into the bottom of her soft flesh. A flick of something, wet and moist passed over her n*pple- “Oscar,” her heart soared.

Without opening her eyes, she knew. A catch was heard in her breath, followed by a long throaty sigh when his mouth captured the excited hardened peak. Her back arched deeply and his mouth widened to take in more flesh and her hands found themselves around the back of his neck.

One of his thick bare thighs was between her legs and she rubbed herself on it, feeling the muscle stiffen against her softness.

“Katherine…open your eyes,” he whispered huskily but she refused to.

Her legs were pulled down and nudged open then. She could feel Oscar’s movement, he was kneeling in front of her inside the tub, both hands on her bre*st now, he transferred his attention to the other. As much as she tried to, she could not hold back the gasp that came out of her mouth and Oscar’s throaty deep sounds almost undid her.

One of his hands came up to the back of her neck and he gripped her hair, “Katherine,” she heard again then his lips were on hers.