He ate her again and she screamed with shaky legs.
"Oh my fucking gosh, Ze'ev"her hands flew to her face covering it. He yanked her hands away from her face and pinned it above her head.
"Look at me"he commanded again as he slid two of his fingers into her again.
"Please…" she said as he touched her
"Please… don't stop" she whispered as his hands dipped lower. He wasn't planning on stopping but he loved hearing beg. He didn't stop and she lost her breath, he thrusted deeper into her going up and down repeatedly in a fast motion until…
She exploded and came on his fingers. He seemed a little disappointed cause he wasn't expecting that yet…he was just getting started with her. She layed there hot and flushed. The sheets disheveled
Breathless
So weak, she was almost boneless. The things he had done to her. She loved it!
When he saw she was already asleep he heaved a sigh and got off her. This was so unfair, she didn't finish what she started. He listened to her heartbeat and it couldn't have been more steady for him to be less worried. He didn't even know why he was worried in the first place. She was fast asleep. He stared at her sleeping naked form for a while before taking one of his shirts and wore it for her. He changed the sheets and lay her on it carefully then laid beside her.
"Go to sleep…I'll fight away the bad dreams if they come get you" he tucked a loose strand of her pink hair behind her ears wanting to get a better view at her face. Thinking of how he should make her pay tomorrow for not finishing what she started,a smirk crept its way up to his face. Then he suddenly felt an ache in his groin and he groaned hard.
Why did this have to happen when she was already asleep
"Fuck"
Presley's eyelashes slowly flustered open and the first thing she saw was his gorgeous face. The images of last night started flashing across mind and her face instantly turned pink.
What the hell
Was she really… blushing?
She wanted to slap herself in the face for letting that stupid gloomy attitude take over her. Why would she say something like that. She heaved a silent sigh
As if!
She wasn't crazy yesterday when she asked him to do that. She knew she would regret it but was just desperate to get those demonic images out of her head. She knew exactly what she was doing last night and here she was pretending like she was stupid for what she did.
She didn't regret it, that was for sure. she stared at his sleeping face and couldn't help but stare in awe. He's gorgeous! Just simply breathtaking
His features were chiseled and ethereal, a perfect blend of allure and danger. His skin, pale as the moon itself, glowing softly in the dark room, accentuating his sharp, defined jawline and high cheekbones.
As he slept his long dark hair cascaded around him in waves, framing his face like a midnight vail. His closed eyes, adorned with long lashes, his lips full and inviting, curved slightly in a serene expression. They carried a hint of smile, as if reveled in the tranquility of his slumber, undisturbed by the chaos of the world outside.
He was undeniably captivating.
Liar! And he said vampires didn't sleep.
She heaved a sigh and wanted to get up then realised he wasn't even the one holding her, she was holding onto him like if she pulled away she would die or something, even her legs were over his legs. This was so embarrassing!
She quickly got off, but was careful not to wake him up
She walked to the wash room and took off the new shirt she was in. She stood naked under the shower and turned it on, letting the droplets fall on her hair. And just with the sound of the droplets of water falling on the tiles the nightmare she had before flashed before her eyes again and she stilled under the shower.
When she was done with her bath she draped a black towel around her body and hair and got out of the shower room. Her eyes wandered when she couldn't find him on the bed anymore. He was just here sleeping before she went in for a shower. Where did he suddenly run of to? questions collided her mind but after a few seconds of staring at the bed she shrugged her shoulders.
She walked to his closet and searched for his shirt to wear again but then she saw some suitcases piled on eachother…she didn't know why she wanted to open it when she knew it was none of her business. Her curiosity won her over and she walked to it and zipped it open. She stared at her clothes with blinking eyes.
Why were her clothes here, Ze'ev didn't tell her they arrived last night. Should she wear it?
She shook her head and zipped the suitcase back, leaving it like it was untouched. Now she wished she didn't open it so she wouldn't have to feel guilty when wearing his clothes. She didn't see anything!, she convinced herself
She saw nothing, because she wasn't going wear that dress that made her want to have an asthma flare up.
She walked to one his wardrobes and took out a plain white shirt with black buttons then put it on. After a while, She sat on the bed doing nothing but waiting for him to return. She was bored as hell. And before she knew it she started thinking about the images of her nightmares again and she stilled.
No…not again
"What are you thinking"Ze'ev jerked her out of her thoughts and she stared at him for a second before remembering what he said
"N-n-o-th-in-g" Her voice sounded hoarse and she touched her throat looking very confused. Ze'ev tilted his head slightly staring at her with confused eyes also.
Did she lose her voice ?
Presley stared at him in disbelief as he burst into laughter. She couldn't help but furrow her brows. Why was he laughing when he knew he was the cause of her losing her voice. She kept glaring until he stopped but his chuckles were still heard by her.
"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…that was…that was emm…really uncool of me"he sucked his lower lip then chuckled again.
She glared at him with a huge frown on her face. Why was he so unserious. She was supposed to be really mad but her anger was fake, his laughter was the most sexy thing she had ever heard. She thought vampires were satanic creatures but this man…This man standing before her was indeed God's favourite. Every single thing about him was sexy. His smile, His laugh, his walk, his hands, his posture, even in his sleep this vampire was insanely gorgeous.
"Y-y-e-a-h?"she tried to be sarcastic but her voice sounded so off.
"Stop talking" he chuckled again and she glared even more.
"T-h-I-s-is-a-ll-yo-ur-fau-lt"she screamed and he lifted her face up with forefinger on her chin, staring at her in amusement. All his fault? Who asked for it in the first place. She was the one who said to fuck the sad out of her, he was just simply obeying his dear wife as he should.
"Common, don't glare at me like that" he whispered and his eyes moved to her lips, she swallowed when she realised he was staring at her lips, why was he being so serious suddenly. He was just laughing at her a while ago, her eyes shifted to his and he instantly released her chin.
"You're hungry"he spoke again and she looked away folding her arms against her chest while clearing her throat.
"I'm not" her broken voice sounded
"I wasn't asking" he chuckled sucking his lower lips again with a smile on his face. "and change that attitude" he added sounding toneless.
"I said I wasn't hungry" she nagged and he heaved a sigh then his eyes traveled to his new shirt she was wearing.
"You're still wearing my clothes?:..didn't you see your clothes" he furrowed his brows and she scratched her neck innocently.
"Why didn't you tell me they arrived last night?" Her voice still cracked.
"They didn't, I brought them into my closet this morning" he replied.
"Ohh…can't I keep wearing your clothes, they are more comfortable" she pleaded with her eyes
"Not with that attitude, you can't" he put his hands in his pocket.
"Fine I'll eat" she stood up and walked to the door but he halted her from twisting the knob. He turned her around to face him and buttoned the shirt way up to her neck. She gave him a confused stare but he ignored and just adjusted the shirt on her.
"I have male workers"