Part 39 (1/2)

”I'm fine,” I said looking away from his intense glare that was trying to pry secrets from my soul.

”You are anything but. What you have seen...all you have witnessed...It is more than any of your kind can endure. So to say that you are fine is not only doubtful but also unbelievable!” He placed his palm round my cheek to bring my face back around to his view, but upon his touching me he found my damp skin there.

”Is this what you call fine?” I didn't answer his question but bit my lip instead. What did he want me to say? NO I wasn't b.l.o.o.d.y fine! I was just nearly kidnapped and then watched my boyfriend rip a van to pieces before turning on the people behind it all. Then to find that it was all down to a bounty on my head that wasn't just going to get old and make people forget about the whole thing!....Umm no, I don't think I was fine, but it's not like I was about to give up on life for it all either!

”That's more like it! For a minute there you had me worried!” Draven said, shocking me enough that my mouth opened to say, ”Excuse me?” I mean he had obviously just read my mind but was all of what I just thought a good thing?

”Keira, understand me. If you hadn't been affected, then that would have made you numb and that worries me more than having you 'Freak out' as you put it. You know more than most, that to bury deep feelings, no matter how horrific, is not the way to deal with them. You first have to face them before you can truly let them go or they will remain with you and eat away at you until they've consumed every ounce of you!”

”You sound like a man of experience from this type of thing?” I asked finding it hard to believe.

”Keira, I have many regrets in my long everlasting life. I have sent soul after soul back to where they will most certainly be condemned, over and over again until it soon became second nature to me but that does not mean I do not feel remorse. Of course some deserve it more than most but if I felt nothing then who would I be? Where would be my balance? Good does not exist without the evil and right does not hold weight without knowing the wrong.”

”So what you're saying is to feel something, even pain, is better than to feel nothing, even if the pain is spared?” I knew what he said made sense and I was taken back to the sight of Draven saying a prayer after sending Agnomen to face his eternal judgement.

”For a being to feel nothing and live in this world with no emotions, well that would be a frightening thing indeed. Do you not agree?” I nodded in agreement.

”Keira, I want you to do something for me.” Draven said this without any tones of authority but it did not lack a certainty that he would get his way.

”What is it?” I asked nervously.

”I want you to come away with me. Somewhere I am sure to keep you safe.” He asked me so seductively it was hard not to give in to him for anything he asked of me. But luckily I knew Draven well and all of his tactics. I pulled away from him putting s.p.a.ce between us.

”NO, I am not running away!” He grabbed out to me to pull me back to him but I moved quicker for once. This made him get on the bed to my level. Here, in one quick motion, he pulled me under him and held me trapped.

”You would not be running away, do not view it like that.”

”Then how should I view it? It is what it is!” I said stubbornly.

”It would be both of us going somewhere together where we could be alone, alone from everything and everyone who wants to take you away from me.” He looked like he was close to begging me but I remained firm.

”So we will both be running away?”

”Keira, I will not allow my pride to be my undoing! If that is what you want to see it as, then I will not stop you, but my love for you runs far deeper than my pride ever will!” He was getting angry but I think it was mainly aimed at himself.

”I won't leave Draven, I did that once before and although it caused me to find you, I don't want me leaving here to be for the same reason.”

”And that reason is?”

”Fear!” I said the answer as simple as that. It was always for fear, it always had been. It can be labelled as a new start, starting fresh, finding myself but all the while it was just down to a simple fear. A fear so strong it can change the course of your life. The first time it turned out to be for the better but next time? What the outcome could be wasn't worth exploring. As far as I was concerned, life with Draven couldn't get any better.

Ok, so maybe being with him and not being hunted would be good, but what was the guarantee that evil wouldn't just find us again. I couldn't just leave Libby and the life growing inside of her. Frank and my new friends who accepted me even though they all knew something about me wasn't quite right. That un-blinding faith in me that the ones I loved had in me was something I couldn't walk away from. I had to stay...I just hoped Draven would stay with me.

”Then let it be for love not fear.” He tried one last time and held my face still when I started to shake my head.

”Are you saying that if I loved you I would go with you?” This he didn't answer but he didn't need to.

”I could say the same. I could say ”If you loved me, then you would stay with me here, because you know how much it means to me.” But I don't need to do that because I know you love me and I know you will stay with me...here.” He lowered his head in defeat. He let out a breath showing signs of his lost battle and his exhaustion from it.

”And if I took you by force...I take it you would never forgive me for that?” He asked bitterly.

”Draven!”

”I thought as much. Right, then an even more paranoid boyfriend it is then!” He said while rolling off me and I knew he was acting spoilt from not getting his own way.

”There is no reason to over react Draven.”

”You know, it's a shame, I think you would have made such a s.e.xy little prisoner.” He teased and then before I could make a comeback he shut me up by kissing me so pa.s.sionately I forgot everything we were talking about. We were starting to get carried away, which was fine by me, but Draven was starting to fight with himself. He kept stopping and shaking his head but then he would allow himself one more kiss and his resolve would go out of the window. His hands were searching out for my skin and as soon as he got there we both moaned.

It was like a happy haze that enveloped my mind whenever Draven's skin came into contact with mine. He remained on top of me but felt his way down to hook one of my legs round his waist, causing his want to press tightly against my need. We were now locked together and we both knew how to seal the union, but Draven kept hesitating, taking little stops to calm his breathing.

”Are you alright?” I asked after the third time this happened. He looked down at me with half shock and half guilt.

”Yes... no...I shouldn't be pus.h.i.+ng you after all you've been through today, but Keira, I feel that if I don't take you now, then I will explode!” This confession had the added effect of rippled muscles that tensed as his last shreds of control were fading away.

”Draven, I'm not as fragile as you think and if you don't make love to me right now, I will just have to continue without you, and we both know how much you like to watch.” With that firmly planted in his mind he let out an almighty roar and was soon kissing my neck as his answer. He kissed the skin at the base of my throat gently but when his hand came up from my side and turned my face, side onto the pillow, I knew what was coming. He held me still with one hand and the other hand caressed an area up from my shoulder.

”Such beautiful skin, like honey and milk.” Draven's voice purred in my ear before leaning down to taste me.

”I like honey and milk.” His mouth sucked in my skin and he held it there with his teeth. I could feel his canines extending but he was holding them back. I had never felt this all the other times he had bitten me but I put that down to the throws of pa.s.sion. However, it seemed this time he was taking his sweet time. The hand that had been holding my face to the side was now venturing downwards. My top was pushed upwards to reveal my stomach and he seemed to take great pleasure in feeling his way down the length of my body until he reached the waist band of my cotton pyjama bottoms.

He still had my neck in his mouth, teasing and sucking it without actually biting it. I was so desperate for him to rather touch me or bite me I was close to screaming for it. And boy did he know it, as soon as the thoughts entered my mind I could feel him smiling. Then his fingers found the honey pot and spread my folds back to dip in further. I cried out at the contact and could feel my body soaking his fingers. Then he found my opening and applied a little pressure until his fingers teased just outside the entrance.

”Speak!” He commanded and in true Draven style he wanted me to tell him what I wanted. I think he got off big time to hear me asking for it.

”It does, so be a good girl and give me what I want.” His fingers teased even more travelling to my c.l.i.toris making me squirm under his hands.

”Pll..eeeaaa...ssseee,” I sighed out and this was his green light. He plunged his fingers inside me and bit into me at the same time making me find my o.r.g.a.s.m instantly. I was still riding the waves of pleasure as he sucked the life source out from me. This caused those waves to quickly turn tidal and I was screaming underneath him. I bit into the pillow to try and contain myself but with his free hand he quickly tugged the pillow from beneath me, causing the screams to come to his ears again.

He seemed to love the sound as his sucking intensified and his manhood grew stronger, pressing into me until my leg ached. Then I started to feel a little light headed and my body replaced the tensed muscles with sagging limbs. Draven let me go instantly and placed his hand over the two puncture marks in my neck which started to tingle. He remained there for longer than usual and when I was about to ask what he was doing he shook his head and said, ”Ssshhh... relax,” in his velvet voice. I did as I was told, closing my eyes and was soon finding my energy returning back to me, like Draven had just re-charged my batteries.

”I took too much from you, and I need you strong for what I want to do to you.” He said, once he had finished at my neck and I opened my eyes to find him staring intensely into my eyes. I started to feel my cheeks burn as his eyes took in every curve and line of my face. He was studying me, that much was clear and I wanted to turn away in my shyness, which is strange considering what he just did to me. He ran his fingers across my cheek and down to where his teeth had just had hold of me. I could still smell my s.e.x on his hands and I don't know why but it turned me on even more to know that part of me still remained on his skin.

”So beautiful, so innocent and utterly fragile. Purity at its highest existence.” He looked as though he was saying this to himself as he kept his eyes down making his long, thick lashes cast shadows under his eyes. Like this, his features looked so soft and young. Like this, he was a lover not a fighter, and a man not a king.

His fingertips travelled down the hollow of my throat and kept on going until my top prevented it. This was when a naughty smile curved up on one side of Draven's lips. He looked as if an idea just entered his mind and before I had chance to ask, in one quick movement he rolled onto his back and pulled me with him. I was now staring down at him and sat straddling his stomach with my knees either side of him. My hair fell to one side making the end of the plait tickle his upper arm. He didn't giggle like I would have, as I don't think a man like Draven ever would but instead he let out a deep, throaty laugh before moving it further up my neck.

”Did that tickle?” I asked mischievously.

”No, of course not, a man like me doesn't get ticklish,” he said trying to be serious but doing a lousy job of it. I raised one eyebrow at him making him smirk.

”Really? Then I'm afraid I will need proof on the matter...just to be sure, you understand”

”But of course...be my guest.” He said motioning with his hand up and down his body.

I cleared my throat before saying, ”Umm I think I will need that removed before I conduct my research.” I nodded down to his clothed chest and he looked down at himself.