Savage Awakening: A Blood Thirst Novel (Book 2) BDSM Erotica/ Paranormal Romance/ Romance Erotica (7 page)

The heat within me increased, and I shook feeling his hand and mouth on me.

“Please beast, please take me now.” I’d succumbed to the burning within me, but the more I succumbed to Luke, the more I realized my beast had a name, and I couldn’t say it. Darius had been right, and I finally understood the reason why Luke reproached me so much when we first saw each other again. It had to be the beast that united us and cast his spell… but my worst fear is what I suspected not even he knew. Eros was somehow in there- claiming me. They were one. How it was possible…I didn’t know, but I knew it was him.

“I will have you, but I want to hear you beg for me again… without the poison in your veins.”

“What a pair we make… we won’t survive if we give in. Everyone will want your head, and I’ve tried to protect you from it since first meeting you again. What are we to one another? Answer my doubts and fears… tell me who you are!”

“Shhh, Emma,” he quieted me taking my hair in his hand, and licking my slanted neck he said, “I will bend you to my will with our desire and gift you for it with my love. My kingdom awaits us. I’ll protect us from each other and make you my Queen. You don’t fear them… you fear us.”

No, I feared him… ever since he first touched me- like this on my Eighteenth birthday. My God he didn’t know who he carried inside of him. I wanted to run, but my desires made it impossible to walk away from him.

My eyes opened and looked up in prayer. He was destroying my resistance with his touch and words. My hands raised over my head, sought his neck. “Just tonight, I’ll give you tonight.”

“I just have to have you now, taste… fuck you now, I want always, always have. Let’s ride this out together.” His hands lowered on my body digging into my skin as they traveled down.

“Yes...” I breathed out.

He whispers in my ear, “I will never see a lovelier vision, a lovelier moon. You my love are the Goddess of the Moon-
Bendis
. The last piece of your heritage, how was it not clear before. She unites us.” He said it like a prayer as he licked my ear.

“Let me have you now under your blue moon, Beauty.”

“Make love to me like you did in my dream… make me yours.”

“Beauty
… I never stood a chance against you, you pull me in stronger than a full moon. I don’t suppose you’ll marry me?” He asked as his tongue lowered to my shoulder and his body moved pressing his erection against my hip while he made his way to kneel in front of me. “End my torment.”

Luke was trying to make things right while Eros sought to conquer my flesh. “Yes, I’ll do whatever you ask,” I smiled feeling his hand closing over my waist trying to make its way underneath my jeans, pulling them down excruciatingly slow. I did the same, lowering his zipper the rest of the way. Wondering how he didn’t know who he truly was.

If I could touch him, I wanted to touch him while he did the same to me, my hands itching to take a hold of his hardness and bring him pleasure. He covered me, pushing me back on the ground with his body. He lowered himself between my thighs and all I could do was look at the strength in the valleys of his body and his savage beauty. The beast was trying to be gentle, but if he unleashed it… I knew an untamable monster would surface... Eros.

Eros thought of every possibility… if Luke knew this was the reason I was accepting him… I had no doubt he would despise me. Seeing him over me, I knew it was impossible, but I knew Eros was in there. I needed Luke to tell me how this was possible… perhaps saving me from myself.

“Luke you and I, we’ve done this before, not just last night in my dream.” His jaw opened on a howl and his fangs extended. I was frightened for his life as I lay anticipating his bite fascinated by how the pointed tips would tear into my skin. Nothing mattered now because if I was right he would survive the bite.

I stilled feeling others surrounding us.

“They are mating, stop them sisters. This was not meant for you Lycan.” She shrieked. “Trap her in the center and Kill him! Our King will soon be here, it will be he who claims her!”

My hands lifted covering my breasts as I looked around us because they encircled us. He lifted off me standing, growling viciously all around us. “Everyone dies, if you so much as breathe witches, she will not be taken from me again.”

“Sisters unite, she must be freed of him!”

“She is Mine, I claimed her long ago for myself, there will be no other for her! It has always been so.” He said it with such force it sounded as many beings spoke.

Did he even realize what he said?

“No one harms him!” I shouted. “He is who I want!” I said rising, doing everything to cover myself with my hair falling over my chest and lifting my jeans.

Shocked at my own words, my fingers quickly covered my lips. Had I just uttered those words? I saw the shock and approval on the Lycan’s face. Apparently, I’d just shocked the both of us.

“She is not meant for you Lycan,” the witches threatened. “She is meant for the Dragon King. You shall die for touching her. When she is free of this circle and knows what you truly are she will despise you. She will kill you herself.” Their voices were as one.

They were so wrong. I knew what he was and it was precisely the reason why I wanted him. I thought this time was different… finally he would learn to compromise.

“Wait, what are you saying…What exactly is he?” Answers, I need them.

“Shut your eyes Emmaley, or I’ll have to kill my own men. I will kill the witches and dragon for poisoning you.” His men were shifting, preparing to walk through the flames.

I would imprison him in the center and get my answers still. “I won’t be able to shut them for long, get your men out of here! I’ll kill the witches and dragon myself.” I shouted over the crackling blaze.

Flames rose all around us in a circle, and I screamed feeling them burning me… only it wasn’t the flames which seared me it was my own temperature rising as the hunger intensified. Opening my eyes in horror, I watched a witch chanting.

“Luke, it’s the witches, they won’t let you out of the circle. They’re doing a spell… it’s making me worse!”

He continued towards them,
no… the flames
. It would kill him and his beast… Eros was in there- he couldn’t die. “Don’t you dare move!”

“Luke… please, I want you… I don’t care about them.”

He got close to the flames and they burst alive licking at him.

“No! Luke, don’t.” I shot up and went straight for the witch I had within my sights. I felt resistance as I fought my way towards her. She chanted louder as the flames began climbing towards me, igniting my skin.

I welcomed the heat, feeling the fire burn life within me. I was already burning, so now feeling the flames engulfing me inexplicably relieved me, making me feel complete. I kept approaching her as she held her hands higher, and she chanted louder.

The beast yelled, a terrible haunted sound from behind me, unable to hold on to me because I was already too far into the flames. I lifted my hand placing him, by the force given to me by the moon, in the center away from the flames. His body contracted as he prepared to shift. He would have burned himself trying to get me out of the flames, I wouldn’t allow it.

He was desperately shouting at me, at his men too because we were all entering the flames. My face turned, and I saw it was too late to try and save his men, but I would ensure his safety. Within seconds, I stepped out of the flames and tore through the fire to the first witch, “Stop, and I shall allow you to live.”

“He will come for you… you will be helpless against him. Our master will finish him… for now you won’t remember what you discovered in this circle because if you do the prophecy will hold.” She replied, blowing dust in my face.

I reacted on instinct, tearing out her heart and throwing it into the flames. I traced to the next and one by one they fell- their hearts burning- charred in the flames of their own making.

I
t
all ended at once. The pain, the burning, my yearning, the fire, the desire … but Luke, he still remained. He was still fighting, lying on the ground unable to get up because I was still holding him down. I had sealed him over the center, caging him and the beast, I prevented him from reaching for his beast with the power I was throwing his way- he wouldn’t be able to shift no matter how much he tried.

I knew I had to keep him away from whatever or whoever was coming for me.

With my voice devoid of all emotion, I explained to him, “I’m sorry about your men, Luke. You will be released when I’ve covered enough distance from you. Stay away from me. Forget all that has happened between us. I have no further use for you.”

My earlier words to him, spoken in the heat of the moment, had scared me to death. Perhaps it was the witches’ death, or whatever she’d thrown in my face… but I now felt empty and detached. All I wanted was all the distance in the world between Luke and I.

I could not think of the witches or the guilt would consume my mind.

He furiously strained, tried reaching me with every muscle in his powerful body, looking at me as if I was the monster from his nightmares. I thought he blamed me for his men, but instead he said, “You need me! You’ve used up too much power. You will die until you’ve fed from me. You will die without me!”

His words haunted me. He didn’t know he was driving me away with them.

“I’ll find another, besides Darius is probably behind this, and you don’t want to be caught in the middle of it when he finds me. He must be close when I was saying his name like a fool in love. Don’t forget it was he who I smelled of, who I yearned for.”

“Don’t go back on your words to me, I know what you felt for me!” He howled in anger as he relentlessly struggled against my hold on him. “You were made to call out for him. I won’t leave you, I’ll be the one to kill him. You can only feed from me now, by the time you understand this… it will be too late for you.”

“Again, I will find someone else. Who I feed from is unimportant. Your only use was for you to take me to the witches. It was a huge failure, seeing as how they are now dead and all, so I have no further need for you.” I said trying to be clear with the both of us.

“And no one touches Darius, but me.” I would not let him harm him. Darius was mine.

He looked enraged. His problem- not mine. I turned walking away unable to trace. He was right… it had taken everything from me to use so much power fighting against the witches’ united strength, and now keeping him down.

“There will be no one else for you. Mark my words, you will come running back!”

I paused and stiffened, almost turned back to kill him for screaming those words at me.

“Wait, take my fucking shirt… you’re completely uncovered, I won’t have you roaming the desert naked, you can’t continue looking like… well what you are Beauty, a Goddess bathed in your moonlight.”

Unaware of my appearance, I looked down and saw my jeans had burned away and the only thing that covered me was my long hair.

I made my way back towards him. The beast tried to keep his eyes averted from me, but as I walked by his shoulder he looked up.

I fought the urge to go to him as his composure crumbled, and he went wild, howling… trying to fight the hold I had placed on him, his body lifting- straining out of control. And by the bulge in his pants, I knew if I released him I wouldn’t be going anywhere for a long time.

“Release me.” He pleaded. “Let me feed you… stand by me. You don’t understand the dangers of this place. Don’t fucking leave me like this!” His body looked incredible, delectable as he fought my hold. I knew the real reasons behind his struggles- he feared Darius was near, and that I was going to go running into his arms like I always did.

It was tempting to find Darius precisely now, but for ulterior motives.  I wondered what Darius’s plan to destroy Eros was because he had once said that he waited for Eros to come for him and try to kill him… he’d said it was all in vain because Eros never came. Darius planned to turn the tables on Eros, but I came between his epic plan of revenge when I offered myself to him… instead I allowed Eros to keep me captive. What if I was in control of whatever it is Darius found?

I looked away from him, ignoring him, and focusing on the shirt lying just beyond his head. I bent down uncaring if his head was turned, watching me. “Darling, I’m doing you a disservice, if I comply. They will kill you and if they don’t… I imagine I surely will. It would be such a pity. A man like you, wasted. Will you behave, so I can kiss you goodbye?” I whispered because he was a sight to behold, and now I just wished for a last one of his soothing caresses.

He could soothe me as I left him… or kill me. What would he choose?

“Yes, come to me Beauty… give me a kiss to savor you by before you go.”

I buttoned the Lycan’s shirt… smelling him on me… feeling him. “You smell real good… too good to kiss you goodbye and leave you, Lycan.” I said intending to leave him, perhaps I was a masochist after all and enjoyed carrying the pain of leaving him… but something stopped me- walking past him, I swiftly scented his blood.

“My name is Luke. You should be able to say it now, glistening as you are for me. You said it before like a prayer upon your lips when you were invitingly rubbing up against my cock while begging for more… eagerly awaiting my touch- drenched in your need for me. I think you remember it.”

“Know this… where you go I will follow, always Emma.”

I dropped on all fours, right by his thigh- where I had immobilized his hand... digging out his claws from his thigh.

“What have you done? You don’t play fair.”

Blood was gushing out through his slashed pants when my open lips came down on him. “My blood is the only blood you’ll be drinking from now on, Emmaley. Not even your precious Darius can save you now.”

“I don’t need saving, Ly… I’m beyond it.”

My eyes close in surrender. I feel his hand griping my hair, probably thinking he can hold me down when the time comes for me to leave him. I look at him as I feel the surge of his exquisite blood flowing through me. He’s gorgeous, looks like a bronzed god, and taste just as good as he looks.
If I’m the Goddess of the Moon than he is my Sun God- providing light to all my darkness.

I know I can read his thoughts now, drinking from him, but I refrain because I can see fierce desire burning in his eyes. I recognize the power his thoughts may have on me, so I wish to stay detached… I think the less I know, the less I’ll feel. I’m afraid I’ll end up wanting the same things he does and then… lose all reason. It’s too soon to trust my feelings for anyone.

Besides Darius was the first face I saw in my new life… deep down that naïve girl of my past was still a part of me. She made sure he would always be the one. This was simple… I wanted the blood that was offered. Nothing more.

I must learn to separate bloodlust from actual emotions; I cannot allow myself to care.

After just a few moments, I hear just how much pleasure I bring him. He smiles triumphant while my eyes search his, pleasure shinning dark at seeing me mindless for him- showing the tips of his fangs, making my breasts peak. He relishes in the pleasure he brings me.

Then abruptly, he shifts his head holding my hair tight in his hand, “Let’s go- we will finish this when I know you’re safe! You will be Mine, tonight.” He growls in anger.

Something’s wrong, I see it reflected in his eyes. But his blood is too perfect, and I’m not ready to give it up.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but stop… listen Emma, do you hear that?”

I realize I shouldn’t be doing this anyway, so I try to stop from drinking him like it’s the end of the world.

“Mmmm, hear what?” I say before licking the remaining drops from his thigh.

He turns us. I am now on my back with him on me as he holds my face down, away from him, and I see him smiling down on me before he gets all serious again. All I could do was stare at him, at the expanse of his veined neck. His silver eyes finding mine, he says, “Stop…  I need you to listen!”

I knew it was important, so I did. There was a distant humming… it sounded like, I was trying to place it- quick movement and… wind; almost like… I searched my mind.
Flapping wings.

No, Darius has come for me.
This terrified me because Darius would not trap me again, I would not allow it. I knew I couldn’t fight Darius while trying to protect Luke.

“Get up,” I yelled multidimensional. “You’re released.”

As soon as I’d said it, he jumped in front of me blocking my path, I tried to feign left, but he read my movements, trapped me, and threw me over his shoulder, holding on to me with great strength- his hand holding down the material of his shirt over my ass, covering me. He ran faster than I imagined possible.

I heard the dragon, he was miles away, but gaining speed.

“Put me down, I’m slowing you down! The dragon wants me, I’ll deal with it…  you’re free to go.”

“You should worry about dealing with me! Stop struggling, we’re almost there. I have a plan.” Within seconds we’re soaring through the wind. I look down, and see he’s climbing a canyon. He’s already climbed so high. I feel the wind in my back because he is using both his hands to climb while he lifts us both over the edge so easily. He enters a dark cavern. Of course more caves. I think I begin to hate the damn things.