Deadly Creatures

Chapter 10

"So, you'll be staying here," Nico says while motioning to the shady motel in front of us. "I smelled vampires in the woods following our trail. They never found us, but they seemed pretty determined to catch up. You'll be safe here until I find out what they're after." "You can smell them?" I murmur in disbelief. He shrugs, though it's a poor attempt at not looking cocky. "When they're using their speed and I'm in a changed form, I can. If I know their scent, I can follow them any time, much like a lycan's ability." "How did you stay in form so long with me on you?" I muse curiously. "Witches have a sour affect on shifters." He seems agitated with me but a hint of excitement sparks as well as he continues to play teacher. "Again, old world rules. Things have changed. Your mom taught you a lot, but she didn't stay up to date. Your dad warned me of that. He said you'd be a little naïve and too trusting." I should feel insulted, but I'm too tired to lash out. I just want a shower and a bed right now more than anything. "Should I trust you?" I ask, arching an eyebrow, realizing that's a really stupid question. I repeat, I'm tired. No one thinks clearly when they've been awake for as long as I have. "No, but then again, you don't really have a choice," he says while taking a step too close to me. "You shouldn't trust anyone right now." I take a step back, but he just comes closer until his body has mine pinned against the wall, a daring grin forming on his lush lips. "So, that guy the other morning... your boyfriend?" he asks while brushing away a wild blond strip of my tousled hair from my face. Surely he's not trying to seduce me right now. Not looking like this. "No," I answer, swallowing hard. "But maybe one day." "So you like him?" he says while bending down, but before I can answer, his lips are pressed against mine, almost bruising them with his ferociously devouring kiss. Everything on me heats up, but then Caius's face flashes through my mind, reminding me I want him to be my first. I sure as hell don't want a shifter to be my first. "Nico, I-" He pulls back, his menacing smirk spreading, and then he shrugs. "I'm sure your dad would probably skin me for that. I'll see you in a day or so. For now, just lie low. I'll call you if anything pops up." He turns to Justin, who has just walked in and is fuming after witnessing the accidental kiss, and says, "You coming with us or staying here?" He looks from me to Nico several times, but his shoulders finally drop. "I suppose I have to come with you to make sure you're really here to help." Nico smirks, and then he turns back to me before strolling his thumb over my lower lip. "I'll see you soon. Next time, I won't hold back." He walks away, leaving me shaken and feeling like a fool. I wipe the stupefied look off my face and head inside, ready to wash away the terrible last few days. My phone buzzes, and I look at it curiously until I see it's Caius. "Hey," I murmur softly while turning on the bath. "Scarlet, thank God. I've been worried to damn death. Where are you?" he breathlessly releases with relief. I walk over to the window and peer out at the sign. "Motel Lassier in Higdon, Canada. Don't ask. It's been a rough few days. It's good to hear your voice though." And I mean that more than he realizes. After Nico's advance, I really miss my human. I felt gross before, but after kissing a shifter... I just feel dirty. "You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice. Are you okay? You mentioned going into the woods, and then I never heard back. Did you find your mom?" I hold back my truly miserable emotion, and then I murmur, "No. We never found the cabin her friend told us about. I'm okay though." "Did you run into any problems?" Several. "We had something a little... odd happen, but you'd think I was crazy," I murmur, not really able to completely lie to him the way I probably need to. I almost want to tell him who I am and what I'm meant to become, but I'd scar him for life and take away his naïve bliss. It'd be selfish and illegal to tell him the truth. "Try me," he says with sincere curiosity. "It's crazy. Anyway, we're still tracking down my mom. Justin and I met up with some… colleagues of his, and now I've been tossed in this motel to wait until they get back with info." "They left you alone?" He curses loudly, his anger spilling over. It makes me smile to hear his protective tone, a warming feeling spreading over my weary body. "Yeah, but I'll be okay. I live alone, you know." I expect a small chuckle, but I get silence. "You there?" I ask, wondering if we've been disconnected. "I can't believe he just ran off and left you alone," he murmurs while offering a few more spewed profanities. "Well, I'm glad to have a minute to myself. I'm exhausted, I smell like days in the woods, and I look like hell. I'm going to take a long, hot bath, and then I'm going to get a full night of sleep. Believe me when I say I need sleep." He sighs and then murmurs, "I'm sure you do. Call me later, okay?" I smile bigger, feeling the butterflies attacking my stomach. "You really care, don't you?" I ask, feeling my cheeks sting from the ridiculous smile I'm wearing. "Very much. Does that mean you'll call me?" His flirty tone, makes me wish he was here. "Yeah. I'll call. Talk to you later." "Bye, Scarlet." I smile while hanging up, and then I head back to the bathtub that is eagerly awaiting my disgusting, tragically ragged body. The water heats my skin almost too much, and I sigh in content as it rises to be up to my neck when I become fully submerged. I need this so, so badly. I wake up to a pounding at the door, and I shiver as the water I'm in reminds me it has turned to nearly ice. "s**t, hold on. I'm coming," I yell out. Leaping out of the tub, I wrap up and ignore my chattering teeth while rushing to open the door. My jaw tries to hit the floor when I see Caius wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to his body. "You're wet," he chuckles out, looking too damn good to be anything less than a hallucination, and I'm worried I'm still in the frigid water... dreaming - possibly drowning. "You're… here," I murmur in breathless disbelief, blinking rapidly to make sure I haven't gone crazy. His smile almost makes me lose my footing, and he scoops my soaked body up to walk farther into the room. "I'm here. I took a plane to Washington last night when I hadn't heard from you. Then you told me you were here, alone, so I rented a car and drove like hell." My eyes water. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. Even though it's not safe for him to be here, I still want him with me. He stands me up in the bathroom and hands me another towel. "Thank you," I murmur as the first tear falls, and he wipes it away while bending down to kiss me. "Dry off, and I'll go grab us a plate of food from the diner next door." My stomach growls as if on cue, and he smiles. I skip telling him the part where I haven't had anything but beef jerky and water for a few days. "Sounds nice." He smiles, and then he ducks out, giving me a chance to panic as I rush around to start rifling through the few clothes I packed. Damn. Not one sexy pair of underwear. Since my wardrobe is lacking, I opt to go with a pair of pajama shorts, a long-sleeved, tight-fitted shirt, and no panties. I dab on a little makeup, and then I quickly dry my hair, using a little bit of magic, but not so much that it's obvious. As soon as I spray myself down with some fruity fragrance, the door swings open to reveal Caius carrying a bag of food. "So, I got us some breakfast for dinner because it was the only thing on the menu that looked promising." "Sounds good," I murmur while walking into his view, and he smiles when he sees me. "For the record, I knocked on five doors before I found you. The clerk wasn't very helpful." I laugh a little while sitting down at the small table by the window. "Considering you only had fifteen rooms to choose from, I don't think that task was too daunting." He smiles, and then he pulls his chair closer to me while wrapping his arm around my back. "I'm glad I'm finally seeing you again. I shouldn't have been missing you so much so soon," he softly confesses. I instantly dissolve under his gaze, and then I take a deep breath, hoping I don't say anything stupid. "I missed you, too." His smile grows, and then he leans over to kiss my cheek before scooping a pile of eggs on his fork. He's human, but he's my hero right now. I didn't want to be here alone, and now I don't have to be. "So how long are you staying?" I ask curiously. "Until you find your mom." My eyes widen a little. He can't be here for all that. We already have shifters in our midst, and despite Nico's claim of clean-living, I'm not going to wave my human in front of his face. "Um, I don't know how that will work out. It's been a little... hectic around here. Besides, I'm sure you've got a lot going on back home." He shrugs, his grin growing. "I don't have anything going on. You'd be surprised at how helpful I can be." I don't feel like coming up with some fabulous lie right now. At this moment, I just want to enjoy him and pretend as though he really could protect me if he had to, though it would be the other way around. "You're freezing," he says while rubbing the side of my arm, warming me so easily with his heated touch. Mmm. "Yeah, I spent too long in cold bathwater." He laughs a little, and then he stands to grab a blanket from his stuff. He wraps it around my shoulders, and I breathe in his delicious scent that is drenching the blanket. "Thanks. You're just full of things I need tonight." "Just food and a blanket," he chirps obliviously. "And you." He looks at me, his face expressionless, and then he pulls me to his lips, filling me with his passionate release as I slide out of my chair and move to be straddling his lap. My hands clasp his hair as I pull him closer, and then his hot kiss starts trailing down my neck. "Caius," I breathe, and he rips me up from the chair to carry me to the bed. He drops me to it, and then falls between my parted legs as his heated breath and perfect lips ravage my neck and chest. Then he pulls back to stare me in the eyes I'm praying are just blue. "This isn't why I came here. I want you to know that. Just tell me to stop and I will." I laugh a little, and then I run my fingers through his hair. With all the drama going on, I just want a night in his arms, something to kill the worry that's eating me alive. "I really don't think this is why you came all the way to Canada. If one of your friends knocks on the door or calls you though, I'll lose my shit." He smirks, and then his lips find mine again. "For the record," he murmurs against my lips, "I would kick someone's ass if they interrupted us right now." I giggle lightly, but it ceases immediately as his daring tongue starts sliding down my body, trailing down my chest as he pulls my shirt up and over my head. He moans as he cups my bare breasts in his hands before finding my right n****e in his mouth. My breaths become coarse, harsh, and needy as his tongue and mouth bring my back to an arch beneath him. I feel like we've had nothing but foreplay since we met. "Caius, please," I hoarsely release, and his hands suddenly grip my ass with a fervent cling. His mouth moves lower, finding the top of my shorts, while his breath heats my lower stomach. That glorious, expert tongue dips beneath my shorts, and then he pulls back to remove them fully. "No panties?" he asks, seeming amused and turned on. "Are you trying to make sure I don't last long?" I let a laugh escape while blushing, as he continues pulling down the shorts the rest of the way. “Damn, you're too perfect to be real," he murmurs while staring down at me, making me feel a little exposed and vulnerable. I'm not used to showing someone my bare body, but the way his eyes are looking at me, I'm on fire and I don't care what part of me he sees. I feel my eyes trying to freak out and go crazy colors, so I shut them tight as his mouth finds its way back to my body. I gasp, spreading my legs wider and pulling him closer, and then his sweet, hot mouth finds that quivering junction between my legs - a place no one has ever gone before. I gasp louder when I feel his tongue colliding with a spot I had no idea was so sensitive, and then my hands tangle in his hair as he greedily nips, sucks, and plays. Each flick of his incredible tongue pushes me closer to an edge I've never fallen off before. "Oh… my… f**k," I gush out, and his pace only quickens, forcing a tightening in my lower abdomen. My legs begin trembling before stiffening, and I arch my back slightly before his hands push my hips into place. Then he slips a finger inside me to push me over the edge, causing me to scream out his name involuntarily. When he feels my whole body trembling, he smiles against me and slowly starts making his way back up, trailing his lips over my very sensitive skin. "I love the way you want me," he breathes against my neck, making my whole body shiver. My legs wrap around his waist as I free his erection with my greedy hands. He moans into my mouth as his lips return, and then I pull him to me, silently begging him to be my first and end my innocent drought. He pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it to the floor, revealing his perfection fully. Then he jerks his pants off before returning to me. His hand skims over my s*x as he guides himself to my opening, and then his lips cover mine as he surges in. I cry out upon feeling the unexpected strike of pain shooting through me from his abrupt, brutal entry. "f**k, I'm sorry. What's wrong?" he worries, staying inside me and giving me a chance to acclimate to his size. A tear falls from my eye as I shake my head. "Sorry, I might should have mentioned I'm… um… I was…" His eyes widen and he pulls out of me as his mouth falls open. He looks down, and then up again while shaking his head. "You're a virgin?" he says, his face turning pale. I blush feverishly, my bare body now feeling all the more exposed. The word virgin has never sounded so embarrassing or dirty before. "I don't think I am anymore." He grips his head as if he feels regret, and I pull a sheet to my body to cover my growing insecurities. "Why didn't you tell me?" I look away shamefully, and then I stare at the ground. "I'm sorry. I didn't know it would matter. Do you want to leave?" My heart feels heavy, painful, and foolish as I stare straight down. He tilts my chin up, sincerity in his eyes. "Scarlet, I don't want to go. I just feel like a jerk because I didn't know. I wouldn't have been so… rough... if I had known. You're… it's just… you're twenty, and well, we sort of got close to doing this the first night we were together. I only assumed-" "I was a slut?" He laughs a little and shakes his head. "No. Not a slut. I just assumed you had been with someone before." I draw back, feeling all the more stupid as I pull my knees to my chest. I went from feeling like a woman to a small child, and I thought it was supposed to go the other way around. "I'm sorry," I murmur, trying not to sound like the crying kid I am inside. His body softens, his eyes now holding pity. My first time ended after one f*****g thrust. I wish I had just bit through the pain and ignored it. "Scarlet, I'm not going to let this be the way you lost your virginity." This is humiliating... mortifying actually. "Don't patronize me, and ugh! Don't say that word." He laughs as I cover my head up with a pillow, and I feel his hand slipping under the sheet to curl around my bare body, pulling me to him. "Stop, Caius. You're right. I was stupid and I should have told you," I mumble into the pillow. "Hey, no. That's not… Scarlet, I'm sorry. I would have liked to have known so I could have made it a little more special for you - not to mention gentle." I shake my head, and then he removes the pillow from my face before his lips find mine. I try to pull back, but he pulls me tighter to him, refusing to let me recoil again. "Caius, you don't have to-" He cuts me off as he moves to be between my legs again, and his hot, demanding tongue slips inside my mouth to silence me more, rebuilding the fire. I never thought it possible to recover from that, but now I'm realizing there's nothing about him that can keep me away… even a botched first time. “Scarlet, I want you like I've never wanted anything before," he murmurs against my lips, making me feel hot in all the right places as my hands begin to tangle in his hair. "I'm assuming you're not on birth control though." My mind flashes back to my mother's spell she cast on me when I just hit puberty. It's better than any mortal birth control there is. "I am." His lips become more demanding, as does his tongue. He guides his firmness back to my opening. I tense up, and his hand slides down the curve of my ass to angle me differently. "Relax, baby. I swear I won't hurt you again," he soothes, as his lips stroke slower, more gingerly across mine. I just nod, but I don't really know how to relax. A calming sensation suddenly floods through me as I stare into his soft, warm, green eyes, and I feel my body relaxing as if on its own. His lips return to mine, making the calm all the better, as he guides himself back inside me. This time, unlike the last, his thrust is gentle, slow, and not painful at all as he slides in to my deepest point, making me gasp in pleasure instead of pain. My legs slide up around his waist, giving him more depth, and he tugs at my back as he releases a delicious breath of his own pleasure. "Damn, you feel so f*****g good," he murmurs in a hoarse tone, his body claiming mine as he pulls out slowly and then glides back in, making me greedy and desperate for more. My nails dig into his back as I pull him to me, and he steadily quickens his pace as my hips start rising to meet his. He grunts when he starts treating me like I'm stronger than a fragile piece of glass. His slick thrusts are still nowhere as brutal as his first delivery, and now I sort of want that. I want to feel him claiming me the way he wants to. Deliberately holding back, he finds a gentle rhythm that still forces my whole body to tingle. If I had known how incredible this could be, I might have turned into a slut long ago. He holds onto me with more passion than I thought possible, and each thrust pushes me closer to the edge I'm desperate to fall off of... again. I grip him tighter as something stirs in me once more, and I feel a tear slipping out for a whole new reason as I cry out happily. He shudders inside me, filling me with his warmth, as he lets out a low moan of pleasure before collapsing to my body and pulling me into his arms. "You okay?" he asks so sincerely while kissing my forehead. I'm frigging awesome. "Definitely okay," I pant out, still unable to catch my breath after that incredible release. "Is that a little more like you expected?" "So much better." He lets out a huff of a laugh, and I cringe. Crap. I didn't mean to say that out loud. "Good. That's what I want to hear." He lightly kisses my lips, and then he pulls me up so my face is even with his as he slides my leg across his waist. "I wish I had upgraded the room at least," he says somewhat humorously. I let a laugh free, and then I roll my eyes. "Single level motels don't usually have suites." He chuckles lightly, and then he props up while staring down at me. "Well, I'll see about rustling us up some champagne. There's got to be a*****e around here." He's intent on making this special, but he doesn't realize how incredible it already is. "I don't want you to leave right now. Just stay here, and we can do champagne another time." He smiles so genuinely, as if I've said something wonderful, and then he pulls me closer to him. "I can handle that." My lips stroll over his collarbone, and his hand slides down to grip my ass, making me want more of his delicious body inside me. "So… belated question… how old are you?" I muse, grimacing lightly for not even knowing that much about him before he plucked all the petals from my flower. "Twenty-five… I think." I pull back to stare at him with an arched brow. "You think?" He laughs and then shrugs. "I told you we party a lot. Sometimes I forget things." I shake my head, and a stupid smile spreads across my face. "So, why didn't you tell me?" he asks curiously. "Tell you what?" "That you were a virgin." My face glows red at this point. If I could hide under the covers all day, I would. He laughs a little at my embarrassment, but he refuses to let me hide. "I didn't think you'd believe me, for one. Like you said, we almost did this that first night you were at my house. Also, I didn't want you to treat it like it was something sacred. Either you wouldn't have done anything with me, or you would have made me wait for the 'perfect place and time.' I didn't want to wait, and I didn't want to scare you off." He smirks, and then he kisses the top of my head. "Well, it'd be damn near impossible for you to scare me off, but I would have liked to plan out something better than a shady motel in the middle of nowhere. I wanted to plan out something better for our first time together, actually, without even knowing you were a virgin. You're too damn irresistible though." I try my best not to giggle, but I do a little anyway. He strokes my cheek with his thumb, and then he slides over to start kissing my neck. "For the record, I've never been one too concerned with the place or the decorations… It's always been about the who," I murmur softly, and I feel him smiling against my neck. "That's good to know. Do you care if I'm your who for a while?" The goofy grin that spreads over my face is insuppressible, and he rises up with a smile of his own as his lips lightly peck mine. "I was hoping you'd ask that," I mutter while bringing my arms up around his neck and drawing him in for a deeper kiss. His tongue invades my mouth once again, drawing forth that explosive heat, and then his erection grazes the insides of my thighs as he parts my legs. "I'll be gentle," he murmurs against my mouth as he starts to slide in. "Not too gentle. I'm not so fragile anymore," I utter with a vixen's intent, and he growls in the back of his throat as he surges in a little harder, while still showing a tender touch.