Lake of Sorrows

A Night to Remember

Isabella's pov

 It’s hard to believe it's midnight already. I have been tossing and turning for what seems like hours, but sleep doesn’t come. The loneliness seemed to eat me alive as I lay there in the dark. Max had left with a drunk Amanda earlier, rushing a drunk Fairy out my door the moment Prince Jacob called. He made sure by the booming growl over the phone that Max knew she had been gone long enough. That woman was a giggling mess by the time they left. You could tell the cream definitely calmed her down. Amanda announced as Max pushed her out my door that she was off to get her some, casting a grin my way. We all needed tonight with the weeks of stress we had all gone through. Having them both over tonight helped reassure me and itself helped both of them to relax, even if it was just for a moment.

 As I lie here I can’t help but hate the fact of how much I yearn for Marcus. I crave that man's touch and comfort. What I need right now is for him to let me know everything is going to be OK. Of course, I am still upset about waking up to find a half-naked woman in his room. I fought for weeks to get back to him only to find Anastasie in his arms instead of me. It was complete utter bullshit and caused my chest to hurt. Her name alone left a bad taste to form.

 Amanda and Max tried to explain how vampires feed but it made me cringe at the process. They both talked about how the venom the vampires release gives the victims a high effect on the level of taking acid. The sensations tend to make the victims obsessed with the vampire, causing them to do anything to get that feeling back. So much so that they are willingly giving their blood without a fight. I didn’t know that vampires are typically very s****l during feedings. If given the chance, they will use the victim in any way they desire. I glanced at Amanda while Max went into further details. Her cheeks were bright red, revealing what I already suspected. I threw a pillow at her giggling, letting her know I knew she had screwed her master, Prince Jacob.

Max didn’t find our pillow fight amusing. In the midst of our pillow fight, Max continued to talk about Anastasie. How she had been bought to be used for a blood bag in the past for the warriors. Then she schemed until she worked her way up to being a royal blood bag. To say it didn’t bother me would be a lie. It hurt to hear how she developed into Marcus’s main fling. How she would lurk in the halls until he or one of his brothers called for her. It was pathetic if you asked me. I wanted to throw up at just the thought of her touching Marcus. Who was I to judge what or who he did before I came? As long as I was the only one from now until my death, I couldn’t complain. Either way, the issue with feeding needed to be discussed or I feared sleep wouldn’t come. 

Amanda told me that, supposedly, Marcus had ended things months ago. Anastasi must have gone a little extreme during this last meetup if things had gotten out of hand. The longer I lie here the more confused I get about who I should be mad at. Should my anger go towards an obsessed blood bag for taking advantage of Marcus? Or should he have had better control over his hunger when around her?

 I slip out of bed debating if I should go see Marcus or jump in the shower instead. Maybe I’ll just peek in and see if he is even awake, then I can go from there. I need to get everything off my chest tonight. This feeling of being betrayed needed to go and the only way to do it was to face Marcus. Slowly, I opened my bedroom door to see a sleeping Marcus sprawled out on his bed. He looked like a hot mess lying there with half his body poking out from under the blanket.  His hair sticking up and out of place with his mouth gaped open releasing soft snores. It was like he hadn’t slept in days. The room is pitch black with only the light of the moon shining through the balcony windows. I began to creep closer, slowly easing myself in between his arms and snuggling into him hoping that he'd stay asleep. Looking at a sleeping Marcus made my heart swell. Right now, all I cared for was to rest. The conversation could wait till morning.

I begin to close my eyes and drift off when I feel Marcus tighten his arms around me, inhaling my scent. It startles me when I hear his husky voice. “Couldn't sleep, Little One?” I just nod my head for fear my voice would crack and reveal how much I’m hurting. I could feel the tears starting to come back. Marcus noticed my sniffles and sat up in one swift motion, causing me to straddle him. A yelp escaped from my lips, startled by the sudden movement. Not wanting to meet his eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck so I could nuzzle my face into his shoulder. The feel of his skin caused an instant cooling effect on me. 

“Love, I know you are pissed at me, I get that but we need to talk. I need to explain what happened between Anastasie and me. I know I messed up. Anastasie had no business here. In our space, a space I have created to be safe for you. I lost control, Bella.” he rambles on as I just stayed in my spot just listening to Marcus’s pleas, not wanting to move a muscle. He continues on while I drift off into my thoughts, wondering if I should just put him out of his misery so I can sleep. “The days went by so slowly while you were asleep, but that’s not an excuse for me acting like that today. I should have had better control over the situation, Love. I know what I am, but that doesn’t give me the right to cave and act like a monster. I truly missed you Isabella even if you don’t feel like I did. If you can get past this, I promise you that you will never have to worry about that woman again. She will be gone by daybreak.” 

 Knowing that I couldn’t stay quiet forever, I let out a sigh, “If you get rid of her, who will you feed on next time, Marcus? You can’t go without it and I know this. I hate that I know this. There will always be a never-ending line of blood bags willingly throwing themselves at your door.” Marcus let out a loud laugh, “Love, I don’t have to feed on a human, I can easily just get a bag from the kitchen. Does it taste great not at all, but it does help the hunger in line.”

Marcus catches me off guard when he runs a trail of soft kisses down my neck. Making me release a low moan. “I would do anything for my Bella,” he whispered in my ear. Making a quiet moan escape my throat. His warm breath tickles my skin, causing me to squirm in his lap. The more I squirmed in his lap I could feel his erection getting harder. “If you keep moving like that, Little One, I'll be in a cold shower for the rest of the night.” I don’t know where the courage came from as I slid off his bed and headed towards his bathroom. I slowly raised my nightgown until it was above my head and tossed it to the bedroom floor. I glanced back to see if Marcus would join me. He was nowhere to be found.

 As I glanced around to find him, I suddenly felt his strong arms cradle my legs and torso as he swept me off my feet and carried me into the bathroom as if I weighed nothing. His look playful yet aggressive, “If you’re trying to tease me, Bella, it’s a battle you will not win Love.” He gently placed my naked body on the bathroom counter and smiled as he turned to draw us a bath. I watched with anticipation as the bubbles formed with the scent of jasmine filling the air. As the water rose higher, he turned back around to pick me up and placed me in the warm water. I closed my eyes, taking in the relaxing feeling of the water surrounding me. 

Marcus slid in the water behind me, nudging me to lay on his chest. I listened as he lathered up a sponge, then began to bathe me gently around my neck, then between my breast, slowly lowering the sponge closer to my thighs. The sensation caused a moan to slip out, my eyes opening as I watched Marcus slide his hands between my legs, positioning his thumb and gently running it along my slick seam. 

Marcus nuzzled against my neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to my earlobe. My eyes closed tight, not being able to control the feeling building up inside me. “Is this OK Love? I don’t mind stopping, but now would be the time to tell me.” I just nodded my head, not wanting him to stop. I need more. I could feel his fingers find my bud causing me to squirm, even more, my hand instantly landing on top of his. “Please Marcus,” I breathlessly let out. My thighs clamp around his wrist as his fingers go deeper, my hips beginning to buck against him as he goes faster. I froze as all the muscles in my thighs and belly tensed and began to quiver. I could feel myself contracting against his fingers. His strong hands grabbed my waist and lifted me out of the water, setting me on the side of the tub. My mind screamed at me to stop him to slow him down, but I spread my legs at his bidding and let him lower his head between them. I leaned back with a groan, propping myself up against the wall, willingly letting him explore me with his tongue. His hand reaching up to caress my breast, the sensation began to build up once again, causing the moans to become louder. His eyes glittering, Marcus smiles at me and grabs my arms, gently pulling me into a standing position in the tub next to him. He kisses me once, then turns me around, pushing me gently but firmly forward, until I am leaning over the edge of the tub. My hand gripped the edge of the tub, my bum out of the water and facing him. “Breath Love, I’ll be gentle I promise, just tell me if I need to stop,” Marcus said in a husky whisper, I felt his hard c**k slide into me from behind. A deep throaty moan came out of me as his hips began to gyrate, thrusting into me. I arched my back, pushing back against his c**k with each thrust. Marcus's hand gripped my hips, his nails digging deeper into my skin as he picked up speed. I started matching his pace and grinding into him. The bathroom filled with my whimpers as my whole body started to convulse, taking my breath away.

Marcus’s lips found my ear, “Feel better Love?” I could feel myself tightening around him once again. “Careful Isabella, I won't last more if you keep doing that Love.” I sent him a sly smile as I turned to face him, dropping down on my knees. "Well, that's the point, Marcus."I took his hard c**k into my hands massaging it up and down trying to find a good rhythm I wanted to see him squirm as he made me. Marcus' hand slowly tangled into my hair, gently pushing my head closer to his c**k. I slid just the tip between my lips, hearing a growl slip from Marcus the moment I ran my tongue around it. Marcus pushed my head further down his shaft until I could feel it going down my throat. My eyes began to water from the sheer size of it hitting the back of my throat. I was determined to satisfy Marcus fully. I needed this. Marcus picked up speed, letting me know that he was getting closer. He pulled back with a loud pop from my mouth, groaning as I watched the fluids drop in a stream into the water beneath us. “Come Love let’s get you dried off and into bed, it has been a long day.”