Deadly Creatures

Chapter 5

The movie is almost over, and despite the blood and guts, I'm starting to burn worse than the popcorn I almost single handedly demolished. My leg has pushed against his more, and he's slouched down with his hand resting on his leg, close to mine. So close to my change, my hormones really are at an all time uncontrollable level. This was so stupid. I hate to admit this, but I should have listened to my mother. "I'll be right back," I mumble uncomfortably while standing up. He pauses the movie before tilting his head. "Too much?" he asks, motioning toward the horror scene. Not enough. I need something to completely kill my desire to rip his clothes off right now. "Um, nah. I just need something to drink. You want something?" "Do you have any wine or anything?" he asks curiously. "Yeah. White or red?" "White, please." I smile and nod while diving into the kitchen. I grab the carnations that are resting in the window and bite through the petals while digging around the cabinets for my honey. As soon as I find it, I turn it up and let the slow-falling, sticky mess fall into my mouth. I swallow hard, and then cringe as the two combine. I grab a cup of water to force it all down, and then I take in a deep breath. Slowly, the intense feelings start to relieve, and I sigh almost happily. "Need some help?" Caius asks as he walks in, making me squeal a little from the surprise. "Sorry," he chuckles out. "I suppose I shouldn't subject you to zombies and then sneak up on you." I laugh uneasily, and then I turn to start pulling down the wine glasses. "It's fine. I'm always a little jumpy." I turn back around to see him propped up, looking far too damn good, and all the relief the carnations and honey gave me dissipates. The look he's giving me is just as carnal and raw as the one I'm giving him. My control doesn't merely waver, it snaps, and I launch myself at him. I grip him behind the neck to pull him down, and his hands curl around my ass to jerk my hips against him. His perfect, soft lips collide with mine in the most incredible way, and then his tongue slips in with a commanding force, exploring my mouth. Everything south on me heats up, and then he jerks me up and spins me around to put me on the counter. I moan into his mouth, making him pull me tighter to him as my legs wrap around his waist, locking him to me. His arousal digs into the center of my pants, making me all the hotter as my fingers slide up to tangle in his hair. Before I know what's going on, his hand slides under my shirt, finding one of my breasts through my bra, making me moan all the harder. "Damn, you taste good," he whispers against my lips, and then suddenly my shirt is over my head and on the floor as his hands slip over my bra strap to unclasp it. I should stop him. This can't be sane. Instead, I jerk him tighter to me, bringing his lips back to mine as my chest becomes bare. I hear the clap of my bra slapping the floor, and then I feel him lifting me from the counter and carrying me toward the bedroom. I gasp when my back hits the bed, and then his lips start trailing down my neck, heating me to my core. I suck in a breath when his hot, wet breath finds my n****e to send tingling shots of excitement shooting through me. I grip his head, bringing him closer as he starts unbuttoning my pants. "Scarlet, I can slow down," he murmurs while letting his lips travel to my other breast to give it some attention. "Please don't." His ravaging motions pick up, and I tug his shirt over his head to reveal a body I only thought I was prepared to see. "Oh damn," I breathe, and he smiles devilishly as he finishes unclasping my pants. "I should be the one saying that. You're f*****g ridiculously sexy," he whispers while his lips find the hollow of my neck. His hands push down the open pants, and his fingers slide down to find the slick telltale proof of my arousal. A deep moan exudes from the back of his throat, and I keep my eyes closed to prevent him from seeing the rolodex of crazy shades my eyes are flooding through right now. "Damn, you're so wet," he murmurs, only making me want him inside me all the more. I start undoing his belt, and he rips my pants free while I struggle. I can't look. I know my eyes are in hyper-drive right now, and he'd freak the hell out if he saw them. Then I feel his bare body between mine - apparently he decided to help me out. His erection brushes up against my leg as his lips find the center of my breastbone, and my whole body arches as my panties become drenched from his touch. His lips slide back up to meet mine, dragging out the suspense. All I can think about is getting him inside me, and I just learned his last name. I met him yesterday. This is crazy. "Caius," I exhale with my heavy breath, making his moans louder as his erection presses against me through my underwear. I've never wanted anyone so badly in all my life, and I barely even know him. Someone pounds on my door, interrupting our crazy hot moment, and he leaps up from the bed to grab his pants. "Are you expecting anyone?" he breathlessly releases. "No. Don't answer it," I grumble, knowing damn well Justin is here to douse our fire. He drops back down to me, even though now his jeans have been pulled back up. He falls between my legs, and his mouth begins owning mine once again. "Caius," a guys voice yells through the door. "s**t," Caius gripes as he stands up again. "I'm so sorry." "Who is it?" I whisper yell with a bit of a frazzled tone while covering up with my sheet. "It's Derek, one of my roommates. I'll be right back." I watch as he quickly buttons his pants, and then he pulls his shirt on while rushing out the door. How did he know where I live? "What the hell, man?" I hear Caius gripe. "Sorry, it's Elli. She's kind of… gone. I think she got upset about you going off with this chick. We need to find her before-" "Fine. f**k," Caius interrupts. "Just give me a second." Elli? The chick who's obviously in love with him? I hear him rushing back through, and suddenly I feel incredibly stupid for having allowed myself to be with him. I should have known he had a damn girlfriend. "Hey," he murmurs as he walks back into the room. "Something came up, and I have to go. I'm really sorry, but can I see you tomorrow?" He walks over to the bed and takes a seat on the edge as I cling to the covers. "Um, I don't know. Just call me, and I'll see what I've got going on." He looks at me sideways, as if he's trying to see through me. "Scarlet, I swear this is the last thing I want to do right now, but I have to. Will you please see me tomorrow… or later today rather?" he asks while looking at the absurd hour on the clock. "I told you, call me. I don't know what I'll have going on," I murmur, my chill extinguishing the roaring flames. He sighs out while gripping his head as Derek yells, "Come on, Caius. We've got to get going before she does something stupid." Caius cringes, apparently not wanting me to hear that, and I look away, not letting on I've already heard more. "Scarlet, I'll call you after while. I really am sorry," he mumbles while leaning over to kiss me. I offer him my weakest, coldest kiss, and he pulls back looking torn about what to do. It's just s*x he's passing up. He's doing me a huge favor by bailing out before I offer my first time to a creep. He groans as he finally gets up, and then he walks out to leave me in my shameful bed that is laughing at me for my nearly foolish decision. I hear the door shut, and then it wiggles as he checks to make sure it's locked. I feel sick at my stomach, and I rise up to rush to the bathroom and expel the proof of my shame. "So stupid," I mumble while leaning over the toilet. Wiping my mouth, I stand up and head back into my room to pull on a pajama shirt and a pair of pants that match. A sigh falls free when I see his boxers he failed to put on his haste. I pick them up and carry them to the wash, along with my uniform and clothes that all smell like him. Tossing them all in at once, I flip on the wash and head back to my living room to finish watching the zombie movie still that is paused. "Bring on the blood, guts, and death."