Blood and Ice

Chapter Three

Arabella's POV

[Warning: s****l Explicit Content]

I couldn't help but feel at home while laughing with all of my Coven members again. I had seen everyone's faces light up when they saw me and have had more hugs than I've had my entire 230 years of life in one night! Yet I still craved the serene isolation I had while I was tucked away in the cabin. Or maybe it was the tall, dark-haired, inked up wolf I really craved.

Draven's icy blue eyes stared into mine while we danced together, taking me back to a time when I had wished desperately to be his. Despite the past, it was so refreshing to be in the presence of both him and Lila again... even if the last time we all saw each other entailed a screaming match and a bunch of broken objects.

I could still feel the pain from Draven when he realized I had fallen for not only him but also his twin sister. He was uncontrollable and livid. However, Lila was resilient and did not back down from his yelling. She threw whatever was in her reach at him and swore she wouldn't let me go without a fight and that he would just have to accept it. That went on for a time until I decided enough was enough and forced myself to leave. It was the hardest but best decision I had ever made.

"Hey, Earth to Arabella..." Draven's deep voice said, making me realize I had totally spaced out. "Sorry, it's just crazy being back here after everything." he nodded his head and pulled me closer to him. I inhaled his clean scent and smiled slightly at the familiarity. His lips pulled into a smile, probably reading my face like he always did. "Follow me," he whispered in my ear.

The two of us made our way silently up the staircase that led toward the bedroom quarters. If my heart could race, I swear it would be beating out of my chest.

Before we reached the rooms, he gently pushed me against the wall. His long, slender frame towered over me. I rested my hand on his muscular chest, trying my hardest to resist falling into his hypnotizing charm once more. I could feel myself tense and a growing excitement in between my legs despite my efforts. He played with my braid and smirked down at me with his dimples showing, "I have missed you." he said softly. I could sense he was studying my face, trying to read my reaction.

I nodded my head, "I know. But I had to do what was best for both of us... well, all three of us."

"Perhaps that's what you believe. But I believe you did what was best for you and only you."

I stiffened at his words and glanced away from him. He was right.

He stepped back and held his hand out for me to follow him.

The two of us walked towards his room. It had red vintage wallpaper and the same bed we had way too much fun in. The black loveseat we also had fun on. The desk. Let's just say the two of us had a lot of fun in that room. Over in the corner was three art easels, one that was covered with a cloth, and the other two were still paintings in progress.

Draven had many artistic talents, but his paintings were by far my favorite. He had surely used his centuries of living to discover what magnificent hobbies he could get into. Painting, poetry, sculpting, many instruments... the list was endless.

"I hoped you'd show up today, or eventually for that matter." He said as he took hold of my hand and led me towards the covered painting. "Close your eyes," he teased, making me feel giddy like a child about to open a Christmas gift. I closed my eyes and felt a breeze from the cloth being yanked off the canvas. "Open them."

My eyes fluttered open, taking in the beautiful masterpiece before me. The sunlight painted on the canvas seemed so realistic that I let my fingertips graze over the painted rays and the trees. It took me a second to recognize it was my cabin in the woods and me standing with the wind blowing through my long brown hair on the balcony. It was as if he snapped a photo of me and slapped it onto the canvas. However, that was unrealistic since the sun was kissing my skin in the painting.

"Do you like it?" He asked from behind me. I had gotten lost in the painting that I forgot he was even there with me. "Draven, it's incredible." I said softly, taking in every single detail.

"I thought about you the whole time you were gone so... I just imagined you feeling this peaceful." he said, his chin now resting on my shoulder and his hands wrapping around me. I turned my head to look at him and gave him a weak smile. "I was. Very peaceful." I admitted. He didn't look hurt by the revelation. Instead, he looked almost envious. "I wish I could have given you that feeling." I took ahold of his face gently and turned so I was facing him.

"None of that was your fault. It was me."

He shushed me and turned his face away from me. I let go of his face and sighed. Why did I want him to kiss me so badly? And why did I feel guilty about it?

"Arabella, I didn't believe I could love til that night we kissed. Then I didn't believe I could ever feel pain the way I did when you left. For a while, I believed I could never forgive you or forgive Lila. But I do. I forgive both of you." I breathed a sigh of relief and watched as his eyes finally met mine. "But that doesn't mean I'll never stop trying to win you back."

The words I desperately wanted to hear, but for some reason, a weight felt like it was now caving in my chest. I thought about CJ and how he would be waiting for me to return. I thought about the connection I had with him and the way he made me feel special despite our natural instinct to hate each other. He was pure in a sense, and such an open book with me. He was not my boyfriend, but I knew he would be devastated if I was wrapped in the arms of another. I would be devastated if the tables were turned. The thought alone made me back up from Draven's gentle grasp.

"The wolf?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing how to respond.

"Do you love him?"

"I don't know." I answered truthfully.

"Do you love me?"

"You know I do, but..."

"But what?"

"I can't hurt you or Lila again."

"Unbelievable," he said quietly.

Draven let his hands drop from around me and shook his head. He ran a hand through his platinum locks and turned his back to me. His body language screamed how upset he was, which made me feel even more upset with myself.

"Draven..." I began only to hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Both of us stared down the hallway to see Lila and Bram making out against her bedroom door. I was taken aback, but I knew this was bound to happen. I knew one or both of them would move on from me. Yet I still was selfish with wanting to share my love. Draven slowly closed the door and shook his head. "I tried to keep her away from him, but she doesn't..." As he spoke, I couldn't resist the urge any longer and midsentence I threw myself at him. Our lips crashed together before he could finish his sentence.

Feeling his lips against mine again sent sparks of electricity through my veins. Whatever blood that was left inside of me was pumping at full speed and going straight down to my lower region. I couldn't tell if it was jealousy or fear or even pure lust for that matter. I felt so many emotions that everything felt jumbled.

Our bodies slammed loudly against the wall, knocking down one of his paintings. "f**k I missed you," I whimpered against his lips. He hissed at my words and picked me up in his arms. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around his waist, and he pinned me against the wall with his body holding me close to his. His lips now kissing down my neck and in between my nearly exposed breasts. My hands tangled in his hair, and I could feel the puddle of wetness beginning to form inside of my panties.

The one thing they never tell you about becoming a vampire, is the lust for s*x is even more overbearing than it is for the humans. The amount of blood you intake to survive is also the blood that fuels the parts of your body's private areas. So naturally, your body goes into an absolute frenzy during foreplay or any type of activity that can cause arousal. The climax was unlike anything you could experience as a human, but it did leave you a little drained and thirsty. Vampires might be dead, but they sure are horny little dead things.

Draven's hands ran up my legs, and grabbed ahold tightly of my ass. He gave both cheeks a good squeeze that made me let out a small giggle. He didn't laugh. Instead, he pulled back to look at me with his forehead pressed against mine. I pleaded with my eyes, but I could tell he was thinking too much about something beyond f*****g me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"You're only doing this because you saw Lila with Bram. You're using me."

I took ahold of his face once more.

"No, it's not like that. I want you."

"You want us." he replied.

I pressed my lips against his. "You." I whispered against his lips.

He carried me over to the bed and laid me down on my back. His body pressed against mine, and his hands now running back up my legs. With one swift movement, he tossed my black laced panties on the floor, and his fingertips rubbed over my most sensitive area. I was throbbing from his gentle touch and craved to feel him once more.

However, he wasn't about to give in so easily.

His fingers began rubbing over my lips, making me moan in frustration. "You miss that?" he asked as he pressed his lips to my neck. "Y-yes," I whimpered. "Get up and take off your clothes." he instructed.

I crawled out of bed, and he unzipped the back for me. His one hand unhooked my bra, and his other hand roamed over my bare back while I let the dress slip off of me and onto the floor. "Now look at me,"

I slowly turned, watching his face light up and his grin exposing those dimples that I fell in love with. "Come here, baby girl," I throbbed at his words while watching him undo his belt.

He pulled me back into bed and yanked off his button-up shirt, and kicked off his black pants. Our skin was cold against each other, but each touch felt more electrified.

Draven's fingers returned to my lower lips and parted them so he could press one of his fingers inside of me. His thumb gently rubbed my c**t, making my toes curl. He inserted another and began pumping them faster inside of me.

"Please," I begged.

He smiled, his other hand smacked my breasts and made them both jiggle.

I could feel myself about to come, just as his fingers slipped out of me. Draven pulled both of my legs onto his shoulder and stared down at me through his long blond hair. I stared up at him wide-eyed just to feel the tip of his d**k penetrate me. He groaned once he was inside of me, my walls wrapping tightly around him. "f**k baby," was all he could say as he pulled back out of me. He sat up on his knees and quickly flipped me on my stomach. He pulled me to him and gave me a slap on my ass which made me quiver as I positioned myself for his liking.

Without any warning, I gasped as he slammed his full length inside of me. Clearly, he wasn't going easy on me after all this time and I couldn't be more thrilled.

Draven began thrusting, his hand giving me a smack every couple of seconds. I could feel myself bruising from his hands but I loved the way it felt.

His rhythm picked up making my entire body shake with how fast he was pounding inside of me. I cried out in pleasure, feeling every inch of him. "I'm gonna..." I began to say just for him to slow down his pace. I didn't want him to stop, but he quickly switched up positions again.

I was back on my back and he was hovering over me. We both stared into each other's eyes, as he slowly reentered me. I moaned, nibbling on my bottom lip while he watched me. His pace picked up, and his fingers found their way back to my c**t. He rubbed me at the same pace, causing my legs to tremble and his other hand carefully took ahold of my throat. "Draven!" I cried out, my nails digging into his back.

"Don't you dare." he groaned as he continued slamming himself inside of me. His lips began sucking on one of my n*****s and I felt my eyes roll back from how much pleasure I was feeling. "Please!" I shrieked as he swirled my n****e in his mouth. He didn't say anything and began sucking on my other n****e. I didn't know how much longer I could hold on, my fingertips gripping onto his back and my body arching forward.

He pulled back from my breasts and grinned, "Come baby girl," he groaned as he slammed harder in my p***y. Finally, I let the ecstasy of climax course through me as I came. I cried out louder than I ever had, feeling a gush of water flood out of me. Did I just-?

Draven moaned loudly at what had just happened, and I could feel the warmth of his come filling me up. He went limp ontop of me and chuckled as I ran my fingertips through his hair. "That was a first." he whispered.

"Shut up," I replied.