Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

He swung her around, pushing her into against the edge of the table he had been leaning against a moment ago, her hands went up to the sides of his cheek in an instant, drawing his face downwards towards her.

“Yes.” She wiggled with irrepressible excitement, wrapping her legs around his thighs, feeling her skirt hitch higher and his dick push against her dampened panties. “Ahhh, Take meeee.”

“Why are you doing this, my love? I could kill you.”

“You won’t, you’ll give me your blood,” her hand was tugging against his hair, pushing his lips to the crock of her neck as she had done a while ago, his fangs grazing against her skin this time.

Her inside bubbled with anticipation.

“Taste my blood.”

Her hand went around his hand that was resting against the surface of the desk and pulled it over a breast instead.

He had already tasted her blood, why wasn’t he ravishing her yet?

Ah, his control was just too much for her own good.

For both of them.

“Fuck me, Chris. Drain me.”

She was grinding against him, her head thrown back as she bit back a moan.

So good.

“I could kill you,” he whispered in frustration.

That was the last thing she heard from him.

The next, was a gush of air, and the clicking of keys by the door.

Her eyes peeled open.

Her breath raspy with shock as a frown covered her features.

Shit.

He was gone?

Ivy pulled down her skirt, dashed towards the bathroom to fix herself before she went out of the office to ask the receptionist if she had seen any man walk out of the restaurant.

She hadn’t.

Chris had bolted off that fast.

No one had seen him but the receptionist and some other people had been fixing a stash of paper they said was blowed away by a strong wind while they checked the windows only to shockingly discover that they had been locked all this while.

She went back into the office, and picked up her phone.

The first ring.

He didn’t answer it.

The second.

Same.

The third.

Arrghhhh! Why was Chris doing this to her?

The thought that he might be feeding from someone else washed all the horniness away. She was left with rage and hurt as she paced around the office.

She tossed her phone away deciding not to call him again. The she settled in her chair, rearrange her desk and went back to work.

Only that she didn’t.

She just couldn’t concentrate.

Instead, her gaze was fixed into space, as the imagery of many heart breaking scenes formed in her mind.

The ringing of her phone seeped into her ears and she picked it up immediately.

‘My Christopher’

She swiped right, answering the call.

“You left.” The words bolted right out of her mouth, her anger and frustration plain enough for him to sense it.

“Ivy.” He sounded down himself, but her question had to be answered first.

“I can’t believe you just left me like that.”

“I’m sorry.”

“So hot and bothered till I was filled with rage. If was a guy, I’d be left with blue balls.”

He sighed.

She could imagine his tired face with that. His brown eyes looking a little dim by whatever it was that was worrying him.

“Do you want me to help you get off?” He asked with a little enthusiasm, trying to cover up how down he was. “I can do it over the phone.”

As wonderful as that sounded, she had her priorities straight.

“Why did you leave?”

“It was dangerous. The training is not yet complete and… By the blood, Ivy, I could have killed you.”

“You won’t.” She rested her elbow against the surface of the desk, mindlessly playing with the pen in her hand. When Chris blood was still in her veins, she would have easily snapped it but the effect had wane so much she felt very much like herself again.

Very human.

“You would have just fed me your blood after, and we will be fine.”

“I don’t want you to get addicted to that too. Having my blood in your veins all the time is not good.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She let out a shaky breath.

He hadn’t told her that the first time she spoke about it.

“So, where did you feed?”

“From the WineRed, I have in the car. I had to drink a lot of it.” He chuckled.

“Will you please come back? I’m sorry for trying to lure you into–”

“You don’t have to be. I know it’s the addiction, I should have stopped you before we got so far.”

“So are you going to come back?” I won’t do anything.” There was a trace of hope in her voice.  She really had no plans to do anything but she wasn’t sure how things might turn out when she would actually see him again.

She would just have to really control herself this time.

“I promise, I won’t. I just miss you so much.”

“I miss you too, that was the exact reason I had come to see you. I shouldn’t have tried to feed from you. I just thought you’d be ready.”

“I’m sorry —”

“I’m not blaming you. I’m the Sire and I’m pretty addictive.” He ended in a cocky tone and she chuckled.

They chuckled.

“So are you coming back?”

“No. I’m travelling.”

The pen in her hand bent.

Not snapped but it would have gotten there if she held it longer and had not toss it across the office in shock and rage.

“Christopher?!”

“Christopher? I can’t be in trouble that fast.”

“Where?”

“Out of the city.”

“Out of the city, where?”

“SunnyCity.”

“My goodness!” She put her hand over her mouth, stopping herself from making a strangling sound. In fact, at this moment she was feeling exactly that. Like as if she was being strangled. “For how long?”

“I don’t know, it depends on how things will turn out.”

She could feel tears well up in her eyes. This training was useless. What if he stayed away for a month. Goodness, they should have just broken the rules, it was most likely that they would be apart for a while anyways.

“I will try to make it for Valentine.”

Oh goodness, she had totally forgotten about that for a second.

Valentine was in two days.

“This is— you should have just fucked me.”

“Oh, Ivy.”

“It’s fine. You just didn’t want to kill me, that’s understandable.”

“I will make it up to you, I promise.”

“Fine. Call me when you get there.”

“I will. I love you.”

“I love you too.” With hope, she replied. “See you on Valentine.”

If only they knew what was to come next…

If only.