Fated To A Vampire

Chapter 17: Fate, Sealed.

"No." His words were like a dagger to my heart. Looking around, we were in his room, and it was dark. The moon shines and peeps through the blowing curtains outside the balcony door.

"Am I going to be your prisoner forever?.." The question barely made it past my lips, my throat sore and throbbing.

"You're n-" he went on to say, but I put my hand on my arm and hardly stared at him. The silence between us, crushing every breath from my lungs, as it lingered. Sighing, he pulled the keys from his pocket, he gently grabbed my wrist and undid the lock. Clicking it released my hand and I quickly drew it into my chest.

"Can I-?" I reached toward the glass that sat on a cart next to him. Picking up the pitcher of ice water, he filled it and handed it to me, keeping a small amount of distance between us, but not too close that he was invading me with his charms. Grabbing the glass, I sipped again as the cool water burned its way down to my stomach. Keeping that glass, I looked at him. "I still have a lot of questions, James." The use of his name softened the look behind his steel eyes, he inched closer and took my hand.

"I know it is a lot, but could you please give it time? Try to be happy with me here.." His voice sounded sad, and I knew he knew how I was feeling. "I have saved your life more than once now." His arrogant smile reached his amused eyes as he looked at me. "And I have seen you naked already, sooo.." His voice trailed, and I pulled my hand back to shove his shoulder back.

"Do you want me to slap you again?" I looked at him while trying to keep a straight face. My smile broke across my lips, not being able to deny his goofy grin looking back at me.

"You can," he wiggled his thicker brows and smirked, "but remember I will repay it in a different form of torture." His voice was husky and smooth as he slid his hand from my knee up slowly, I could feel my core wetting at the thoughts of what could happen. The higher his hand drew, the more out of breath I felt. A harsh knock at the door had me jumping nearly out of my skin. "It's just the twin's with food, little fox." His hand squeezed my knee as he stood, walking towards the door. The air is slowly making its way back into my lungs. Taking a bigger drink of water, my throat stung as I gulped. Closing my eyes, I took the cup from my lips and rubbed my eyes with my free hand. He's lulling me in slowly, no matter how much I try and fight this. Opening my eyes, James was sitting back down with a tray in his hands, the smell of tomatoes and seasoning stirring my stomach to grumble. Sitting up, I fix the blankets, and he set the standing tray over both my legs.

"I want rules." I look at him as the soup sits steaming in front of me. Picking up the spoon, I blew on the food. James scooted closer to me, not wanting to be far.

"What kind of rules?" His voice held hesitance, and I knew I could only stretch this so far for now.

"No secrets." I looked at him as I took a bite, letting the thick warm liquid soothe its way down my throat.

"Okay." His steel eyes didn't match the sound of his voice. Taking another bite, I swallowed, and the pain was easing some.

"Why didn't you tell me about Clara?" The thought escaped my lips before I could control it.

"It's over." His quick defense sounded a little to sure. Sighing, he looked at me as I continued to eat. Letting him have the chance to explain it. "I didn't think I would get to find my soul mate." His steel eyes seemed duller as they spoke, knowing what that means now, it tugged at my heart. An eternity alone. "It's rare, and something that the vampire culture takes seriously. Even more now that you also resemble the fallen queen." His voice was soft.

"So, what about Clara?.." I asked as my voice started to sound less rough.

"So, she was someone I had chosen to fool around with. She is a vampire too, which means, unless she is killed, she is around a long time. We have only been together for fifty years." The high number immediately had my eyebrows shooting up and my jaw dropping.

"Fifty years," I choked out.

"It isn't that long, Athena." His composure was always so unbreakable. "I hope that maybe you choose to spend longer with me." His steel eyes met mine as I gently put the tray further down the bed. The soup was half-eaten, and long forgotten.

"It is a massive amount of time, James." My eyes drilled into his. "What if she really does do something?" The thought of what he had thought I found out came up.

"Then I will kill her myself, slowly." His eyes flashed red with bloodlust. I could see how serious he was. Placing my hand on his arm, I looked at him as his eyes softened while looking at me.

"Okay, I believe you." I confided in him softly, and it was true. I couldn't deny I felt something too. "Can I go with you more often when you go out on your business trips?" The question was soft and quiet as I looked into my lap.

"All you had to do was ask, little fox." His finger gently lifted my chin and faced me to him again. "I would love your company everywhere I go." His smile melted me, smiling back, I leaned into his hand as it cupped my face.

"Okay," I said gently. Looking into his eyes, I felt the world slipping from around me. This dangerous vampire lured me in, but I was far from afraid. He gripped my waist gently with his other hand as his soft lips met mine. The small peck going from one, to three, then more. Within seconds, his tongue was tasting my mouth as we moved closer together, his hands gently lifting me to sit in his lap. Straddling his lap, the kiss deepened, and my breath was sucked from my lungs as desire took over for the both of us. His hands trailed up my waist and stopped just below my ribs. He broke the kiss, just as breathless as me.

"Athena.." His voice trailed with desire as his blood-red eyes met mine. "Either we need to stop, or..." His voice trailed off with steamy desire. I know what he was getting at. He didn't want to be left hanging, or think I am not serious right now.

"So," maybe I would regret this.. But the desire was too strong. Resting my hands on his shoulders, I rocked my hips gently against his member. I had only ever had s*x twice, and it was nowhere near how I feel now. "We don't...stop..." My voice trailed slowly as his hands gripped my waist tighter. Placing kisses across his neck, I nipped at his ear, he hissed as his c**k twitched from under his pants. "Show me what I mean to you," I whispered gently into his ear.

In seconds, I was on my back, the green dress had already been pushed to thigh level. James was on his knees in front of me and I quickly reached up and grabbed the hem of his button shirt he was already undoing. Pulling, harshly, buttons ripped from the shirt as his skin exposed itself, making my core drip. The sinful look on his face said more than words could. His figure was incredibly fit, his abs looked hard and muscular. Reaching forward, I trailed my hand from the side of his ribs down to the front, running a finger gently down the v shape above the hem of his pants. Oh, man... I am in trouble... but that is just up my alley.