POV: Amanda
I felt him tug the front zipper of my blouse. I didn’t stop him. Well, what for when I myself yearned for us to be one. Maybe it’ll be a wrong move in the end, but heck, I couldn’t care less of the consequences after. Aside from Cord’s presence making me feel complete, his touch and kisses were just too good to pass. Too delicious not to taste.
Though I’m inexperienced with the desires of the body, yes, I knew that my body wanted him. Not any other man, but only him. I’m probably the craziest witch right now for allowing the master of vampires to bed me, but to hell be it. My decision was already cemented and threaded in every fiber of my being. Our status as enemies all but set aside.
My blouse finally opened, showing the valley of my breasts quaking for him. My lacy brassiere had the color of black and yellow. I highly doubt he could see, but by the looks of the upward curve of his mouth, I knew then he w
“Gross.”Calvin cringed as he watched the Vitalis Master walk into his throne after he materialized in the middle of the hall. He expected the same stony face from Cord even at five in the morning. Never had he thought that this would meet him: Cord, in his usual sharp eyes and dapper clothes, but his aura was a little...lighter and he had an interesting grin on his face.“You look disgustingly happy this early morning, Cord. What happened huh? You got a boner?” Calvin inquired once the Vitalis Master sat with his back too relaxed.Cord shot him a glare and as if he had just noticed the change within himself, he straightened from his seat and squared his shoulders.“Hell, Calvin. Please don’t break my good mood,” he growled low.“Tsk. You did get a boner,” Calvin muttered to himself, grinning widely. He sat on the sofa down th
~ Rexcord ~“Mmmh,” Amanda answered and I took it as a yes.Without delay, I claimed her mouth, ravished her lips that was craving for my attention. Our tongues danced, twisted and curled against each other like what Mother Nature designed.No hesitation. No awkwardness. Nothing.Boldly, she inserted her hands in between us to palm my chest and probably to feel if I had a heartbeat hiding there.Unfortunately, there was none. That faint muscle working last night had died the moment I regained my blindness. A rather surprising development that needed answers, I know, but for now, I’ll have to defer asking it.I had a more pressing matter to do and that was to give her my birthday gift. What that would be depends if she’ll spread her legs.I hope she’ll spread her le
Castle Vitalis, Province of Liège, Belgium(Year 1012)“Don’t...you...touch me,” a woman sitting in a cushioned chair stated. It was with so much disgust that the man standing in her front gave out a pained expression.“Léa...” He reached again, aiming to touch her shuddering shoulders but stopped when she yelled.“I said don’t touch me!” Her eyes bore a look of hate, of anger and disappointment to the man who just betrayed her trust. “Don’t you dare put your filthy, adulterous hand on me!”Tears rolled down from her eyes and probably the millionth time that night after hearing of her husband’s illicit affair from a family friend.“I made a mistake.” The man knelt in front of her, scooping up her trembling hands and kissing it so
Birthdays.Birthdays, being a joyous occasion, should be celebrated with a smile, but to Amanda, it never came.Well, it did, when Arissa, Dayana, Lady Granger and Sir Jerome greeted her a ‘happy birthday’ later that evening, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. It was dull. Incomplete. Lifeless.She managed to thank them one by one, putting a face that masked the disturbance in her heart; showing as if she was excited for the coming visit of her friends, Noman and Matteo, and a group dinner with Pamela and Heather. And somehow, she seemed to fool them.She had mauled on the facts after her little quarrel - or if it was even called one - with Cord from morning ’til afternoon. Mauled on it over and over again, but as a result, it only gave herself a headache and another batch of questions.Who was the witch that cursed his family? That cursed him?&n
Castle Vitalis Garden PondFive days agoA crack of lightning appeared some distance away from where Amanda stood. It was so strong and loud, but it didn’t divert her focus on the man that continued to close in on her.Steady were his footsteps, simply bidding his time, just like some sick old lion stalking its prey. But to Amanda it was an advantage. It gave her an enough time to plan her escape. It gave her the time to evoke the witch blood within her.Her mother always told her that their kind had natural abilities. Powers that they can use even though they haven’t reached their twenty-fifth birthdays yet. Unfortunately, her mother didn’t get the chance to teach her how to summon it. A sure disadvantage indeed.Though Amanda still doubted she had an ability, it was her best choice to fight off the man who certainly eyed her l
Amanda’s fingers weaved their way into Cord’s thick locks. She accepted him with no hesitation, making herself available for his ministrations.Guilt may have poked her again, but she didn’t let that deter her. Surrendering to her need of him was more important than her apprehension or any other matter.Had she trusted him more because he poured himself to her?Yes. Because he looked sincere enough while mentioning he had atoned for his sins.Aside from immortality, with the wealth, social status, and power vampires held, no one would actually want to become human again. But Cord was willing to, just so that his suffering would end.And hearing him share that, truly changed Amanda’s perspective of him. She was no longer afraid and Cord knew that to his joy. He of course didn’t want the woman he cared about fear him for what he had become. For what he
Minutes earlier...The moment Amanda was out of sight, Cord bobbed his head towards where Calvin stood aware that he was listening on their conversation earlier.“Go,” was his only command and with a short nod, the latter disappeared into the darkness in a blink.Cord, in the same spot he stood, then closed his eyes and summoned the shadows around him. Right before he took this ability in a particular witch three decades back, he had a difficult time controlling them. But now, he had perfected this ability and it proved to be easy after he became their Master.He always thought this ability useful in any situation.Like now. Using it as a GPS to locate Garett.It took his shadows awhile, combing the crevices of his estate, until he finally declared that his rogue vampire was indeed gone. He then adjusted the coverage over a hundred mile radius, go
“This must stop! It has been almost twenty-four hours! We are not guinea pigs here!” a man whose hands were curled tightly and face flushed in anger, yelled right in front of Calvin.He was a tall man, as tall as the one getting the complaints but his bearing and the way he dressed in regal, fluffy clothes showed he was behind his years. He was a well-respected vampire and a gentleman during his time; a politician when still human and a close friend of the Vitalis Family, so he was the one who stepped up to what he thought was an unfair treatment.Calvin, despite his noisiness, just leaned against the throne hall double door with his eyes closed, arms crossed and head cast down.“I am done with waiting for his order! Master Vitalis owes us a carefree life! Locking us up in the mansion and making us starve is the opposite of it!” the man continued. He stepped forward and began to shove Calvin out o