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All Chapters of Fated To The Vampire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Twenty-One

"Now…" Ivan continued, his fingers sliding through Shay's hair, gathering a handful at the back, "Pull my foreskin back and lick my head, all around it." Shay rushed to do that. She hummed with delight as her tongue swirled around Ivan's cock, tasting a tiny drop of want. It was good, but Shay wanted more. She wanted all of it in her mouth. So she went for it, trying to take him deeper, but Ivan tightened his grip in her hair just enough to make her still. "Slower. Take your time to get used to it," he said, softly correcting her, "Don't rush or you'll just choke again. Take some of it, then retract a little… tease me through it, Hart.” Hm, that was good advice. It sounded really hot, too. Shay took as much of his dick as she could, indulging herself for a second… then retracted to swirl her tongue around the head again, with her eyes firmly on Ivan's. His approval was immediate, a low satisfied hum in his chest. "That's it, puppy,” Ivan whispered, "Much better." "Is t

Twenty-two

"Well, you could be my last treat too. First and last," Shay responded, smiling just a little bit in preparation, "Because I will be reaching Enlightenment this year." "That's not going to happen," Ivan rolled his eyes with a chuckle, "You will definitely take other lovers at some point, you're too much of a horny puppy not to. You're also not reaching Enlightenment yet, not if I'm here. And... if you want the advice of an old soul, you shouldn't even try, at least not for another twenty years or so. You should go back to your pack and enjoy a messy life for a bit before you go to Luxe City. That is where old souls go once there's nothing else to do. You still have a whole life ahead of you, Shay. Don't throw it away for perfection, you don't even need it yet." Shay's mind didn't even know where to focus. For a second, she felt indignant at being called a horny puppy, but then her face started feeling warm about it... and then Ivan's sincere advice tugged something inside her c

Twenty-three

Ivan had seen a lot of things in his life, more than Shay could ever imagine. He had lived through centuries of casual sex, mindless pleasure, fleeting attachments, and a lot of pretty faces that were only interesting for a night or two. Nothing ever stuck. Nobody stayed in his mind for too long. But watching Shay lying there… cheeks flushed, lips swollen, chest still rising sharply from overstimulation… something inside Ivan twisted sharply, almost painfully. She looked beautiful like this. Destroyed and soft and pliant, because of him. Nothing had ever tested his self-control quite like this girl. Not even when he was a newborn vamp, trying to stop himself from turning every single person he came across, willing or not, into his source. To be honest, Shay made him feel like that again. Like an impulsive, careless child. So, Ivan drank the boring blood from the packet slowly, trying to pretend he wasn't unraveling. Shay was too busy trying to breathe again to notice how hard

Twenty-four

Shay stayed on her bed for a long time after the door closed behind Belov. She didn't move for a while. She just sat there, legs slightly apart, hands hanging loosely at her sides, staring at the ceiling like it might offer her some kind of comfort. Her heart still hadn't settled from everything they did together, all the firsts that Shay willingly gave Ivan. The lingering cold ghost of his hands on her skin made it impossible to calm down. Her entire body felt like it had been rewired, nerves still buzzing where Ivan had been. On her chest, on her throat, on her lips... it had been so perfect. And now that it was over so abruptly, Shay couldn't find a way to deal with it. Ivan's last words were echoing inside her mind. They made sense, they were even sweet, but they were final. Ivan wanted her, and yet he would do his best to stay away. She almost wished Ivan didn't want her at all, if that meant Shay would get to try even more things, everything she still hadn't experien

Twenty-five

"I…" She swallowed, forcing herself to be courageous, whatever the response might be. "Something did happen last night. Ivan went to my bedroom. And I... let him in." Both of them snapped upright. Helene's eyes narrowed to slits. Adrian's jaw dropped. "What?!" Helene hissed, grabbing Shay's forearm like she could squeeze sense into her. "Shay, why would you do that?" "What the actual fuck?" Adrian whispered in shock, "Shay, what? Did he hurt you?" "No, of course not. He's... he's not that bad," Shay started, but her voice wavered, and she didn't know how to explain any of it. She had never planned to be this honest. Ever. "Oh, god, he brainwashed you," Adrian exclaimed in horror, lifting his hands to grab his hair in distress. Shay shook her head, still trying to come up with the right words, "Of course he did. He brainwashed you to make you his... blood slave or whatever they call it. What else could he possibly want?" "He didn't brainwash me, Adrian, I promise. Let me ta

Twenty-six

She expected to see the same instructors as yesterday, but the moment Shay and her disappointed friends walked into the courtyard, she saw something far worse. Her stomach dropped. "Told you," Adrian muttered, shaking his head and clasping her shoulder from behind, "I'm going to miss you. You saved my number, right? We're not that far away from each other... however, if you leave, I might actually have a chance to win this thing..." "Not really, I'm still better than you," Helene scoffed, then held onto Shay's arm, "I'm going to miss you too." "I'll miss you two as well. Very much," Shay admitted and sighed in absolute resignation, holding onto her friends as she stepped closer to the five vamps. Her four fellow novices... and Sera. She was there to give her the boot in the ass in front of everyone. Although, maybe she could argue her case? Shay's mother would definitely want her to. She would want her to fight them with facts. Sera never told her specifically that sex with a v

Twenty-seven

Ivan had been meditating for two hours when he realized he didn't really have to do it. He had meditated for fucking years. So much, he often had to force himself out of meditation to be present.So instead of doing that, he wandered.He told himself he simply wanted to walk around and exercise, but he knew he was looking for something specific. Someone specific.Apparently, he would simply not stop thinking about Shay unless he finally sank his fangs into one of those delicious spots in that delicious body of hers. So, all night, Ivan had crafted a side plan.His main plan still remained: Ivan wanted to die.At some point in the past decade, he realized he depressed and officially done with life. He tried to convince himself that all vampires felt passionless and uninspired past a hundred years, but that lie was difficult to maintain because the more he looked around, the more he realized vampires were very rarely uninspired or sad. Most vampires found the way to make life fun. Alw

Twenty-eight

Ivan waited until Anton's footsteps disappeared completely to look back at Shay.He shook his head, unable to believe the woman was so deeply asleep in these conditions, with her pretty face resting on the literal dirt.Ivan didn't want to sit down on the ground, but he had no other choice now. Shay was out to the world and it didn't look like she would wake up anytime soon.Ivan sighed and took off his coat to place it on the ground next to Shay before sitting down. And now he had nothing else to do except look at her.But there were far worse things to do, Ivan guessed.Shay Hart looked devastatingly adorable when she slept. Peaceful and unaware of her surroundings in a way that made Ivan's chest feel too tight, too full, too... something.Her lashes were long enough to cast faint shadows over the freckles on her cheeks. Her heart-shaped lips were parted slightly and her dark hair fell on her forehead, making her look even younger than her already-short twenty years of living.That

Twenty-nine

He poked Shay in the stomach with the stick. Not enough to puncture the skin, obviously, but enough to make her wake up with a horrified gasp and for her heart to rise up like it would burst. "Ah!" she yelled, looking around trying to find an explanation for the pain in her stomach. When she finally found Ivan's eyes, she gasped again, "What the fuck?! What did you do to me?! Ah, it hurts!" "Stop fucking yelling before your guard dogs come avenge you," Ivan complained, then poked her again, "I only did this." "Ouch!" The puppy complained dramatically again, balling up on the ground to protect her vitals from Ivan, "Stop it." "If I wanted to murder you, you would've made it extremely easy," Ivan lectured as Shay continued to whine on the ground, her mind probably still half-asleep, "I'm surprised a werewolf would be as naive as to fall asleep out in the open like this, without her pack's protection." "I am protected here, the most protected I'll ever be. You cannot kill me," Sha

Thirty

"I don't want it anymore," Shay lied. A terrible lie, at that, "I have not been at my best in here because of you. You distract me and make me do things I wouldn't do. Because of you, I didn't get any sleep last night and I was so tired today that I fell asleep in here. I could be going home right now, because you got in my way." "That's not how it works. It is not my fault I am so distracting and hot. You simply like me..." "Exactly," Shay interrupted, "I like you. Too much." "Good. Why are you all the way there, then? Come here—" "No. I feel just like you felt last night, except my feelings don't change so fast," Shay continued, her face so serious. God, the puppy was such a serious woman. It was incredibly annoying, "I like you so much, Ivan... and it's not just because I want to sleep with you. I think I have—or I could have if I don't yet—like... feelings for you. Romantic feelings." Ivan's mouth fell open and there were too many emotions going inside of him at the same time

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