SebastianHer scent.It was intoxicating.My fangs dripped venom as I watched her from afar. The small amount of lurking I did throughout the morning was relatively easy. She stayed in the coffee shop the entire time, and made a friend who was a werewolf. It seemed she was drawing enough supernatural attention to her, and it wasn't bothering her in the slightest.I had talked myself up to enter the shop, even daring to buy a cup of coffee from the wolf. Her eyes didn't even flutter in recognition as I dropped the change into the tip jar. "Enjoy!" she chirped. She reminded me much of Suron. They would either be the best of friends or the worst enemies with their cheerfulness.As I walked over, the arousal around her table had me stiffen. She was drawing intently on her tablet screen. Suron was kind enough to give me a run down last night on the latest technology.Her small tongue separated her lips, ever so slightly. Her messy hair bun left small tendrils of curl around her face. She w
Christine"Would you have dinner with me?" Sebastian's words echoed through my head as I tried to get ready. Those smooth words of confidence had me pooling in my hot pink panties.As soon as Sebastian closed the coffee shop door, Pamela was already back to her official claimed seat, where she had spent time with me all day. Her chin layed propped up on her hands, her eyelashes blinking with excitement. Her purple hair was now twisted into two space buns on the top of her head."You are so going," she circled her finger around my face until she popped me on my nose. "You better be going anyway." She looked at the door and back at me. "The chemistry between the two of you was so stifling I had male customers shuffling their cocks in their pants.I had gasped at her words, but they indeed broke the shock of having a vampire that asked me out. A vampire I should very well stay away from, especially since he had a mate somewhere. I couldn't do the whole casual thing. It wasn't in my cards
SebastianChrstine's breath was sweet, a fraction of mint entangled with a pair of rose wine. Enough to calm her nerves but not enough to inhibit her emotions. Her ample breasts were mere centimeters from my chest as I leaned in to whisper in her ear. The hitch of her breath, squeezing those voluptuous thighs, had the demon inside me reaming with an undeniable attraction. I didn't fucking want her. I fucking needed her. When she walked down the stairs of her shared space, it was all I could do to hold myself together. My cock was throbbing in my pants. No doubt the outline was apparent. If Ashton wasn't a nimrod, I would have pulled her close and told her how beautiful she looked.As she descended, I noticed her jean jacket, almost cursing myself for dressing up so formally. Humans didn't do that as often on Earth anymore. I was too stuck in my ways to realize it, only for Christine to peel off the jacket revealing ample cleavage and a more dressed-up appearance.Beautiful, sexy and
An exotic parrot in a decorative cage watches as I am about to pour a story into detail that no one has ever heard. "Sebastian—" Christine began."You can't deny it," I set down my glass, her blue eyes twinkling with the fairy lights. "There is a chemistry between us," I muttered. "I know you feel it, and I feel it too." My eyes went dark. She parted her lips with her tongue and looked away. "I-I really don't know what you are talking about," she muttered, pushing a stray curl behind her ear. "I'm just looking for friendship, that's all." Grinding my teeth, I set my napkin on my lap. "Alright," I said lightheartedly. "I can understand that." Christine, who had been shamelessly looking into her lap to avoid the conversation, threw her head up. "You do?" She leaned forward. "Of course, you just moved here. You've dated in the past, and after your recent revelation about how men don't open doors for you, I'm sure you would have reservations about dating any man. Let alone a vampire.
ChristineRight, slow.Sebastian sipped his wine, his lips gently sticking to the glass. He sat there like I wasn't sitting in his lap earlier. How could he remain so calm? He was cool as a cucumber, and I was a hot sticky mess in places I didn't know I could be. The chemistry was definitely there. Sebastian felt it, too, and as much as my heart broke for him no longer having his mate, some sick and twisted part of me was happy. I'm going to hell. He wasn't attached, and neither was I. Sebastian wanted to pursue me, but part of me felt conflicted. I couldn't replace his mate, I couldn't be the person he was supposed to be gifted with from the goddess. Now I am entertaining the idea that the goddess is real. Our food was served. Sebastian had a bloody steak, while my steak looked charred compared to his. The neatly displayed forks and knives, all suited for a five-course meal, had me panicking. Sebastian was dead serious about this 'date.' It was supposed to be a 'friendship' dinn
Sebastian"You taste delicious," I purred. We had just agreed to go slow, but our bodies were doing all the talking. My lips were near centimeters away from hers. Did I dare to try and sink my mouth to those beckoning morsels? My hand reached around her back, slithering toward her shoulders until it held onto her neck. My claws tangled into her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck's beautiful artery. It called to me. It wanted me to sink my fangs into it.Seeing the blood pulse through her, her heartbeat thrumming with delicious blood that had never been tasted by another vampire. Until now.Gods, she tasted exquisite. It reminded me of tiramisu or a perfect Crème Brulee. My tongue savored my lips again, hoping to find another drop of blood I had missed, but to no avail did I taste anything. Christine was limp in my arms, her arousal seeping toward my nose as I took a deep breath. I had done something so intimate, tasted my mate's blood, and I had yet to consume her li
ChristineI poked the monster vampire. I poked him really good, too. The entire movie, I couldn't keep my hands off him. I didn't even care that other people were in the room and that Ashton was shamelessly staring at my leg practically thrown over Sebastians.We said we would go slow, but what slow are we talking about here? The one where I let him into my heart or the physical stuff? Because my body was ready, I have never been so turned on in my entire life, even with Wyatt. Sebastian's heated gazes shot straight to my pussy. The intense stares, and his fangs that I knew he was trying to hide had me squeezing my legs as tight as I could. No one has ever looked at me the way he does. He hid some deep part of him, trying to keep his hands off me.Would he be rough? Be gentle? My ex, who was now just a fleeting memory, was tender to me, soft even. Probably too soft. Sebastian's claws scraping my skin ever so carefully as to not draw blood was erotic. I was standing on a high rope,
Sebastian "I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" my hand cupped Christine's cheek. After I had cleaned her body, we stayed on the couch while she lay in my arms, as much to my distaste to remove my scent. We didn't say anything, just basked in each other's presence. We had done more than we should have. The bond was too powerful for us to ignore, and she had no clue. There would be a time when I had to tell her that she was my beloved, my second chance at having a soul mate, but now wasn't the time.She was beginning to open up to me, let me in, and touch her when she was so leery of letting any vampire near her. My greedy body took over again, wrapping my arms around her, tasting her sweet tongue. "This night ended too soon," she whispered, pecking my lips. Thoughts of asking to stay the night floated in my head, but I had done much more than I ever intended. Kissing her, scenting her, holding her. Tonight was about letting her have some control if I stayed or went. Christine still nee