The Darkest Song (The Eternal Darkness Duet #1)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

A noise woke me. I opened my eyes and saw him standing in the doorway. He started towards me, yanking his shirt off as he approached, and I sat up, savoring the sight of him. When he reached the bed I grabbed him and pulled him to me. He crushed his mouth against mine, parting my lips with his tongue, and I moaned, arching against him.

He pulled away, only to grab the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. His eyes moved over me, and my nipples hardened in response. He lowered his head to take one in his mouth, running his tongue over it before sucking, and I fisted my hands in his hair and held him tight against me. He released my nipple and claimed my mouth once more, pushing me back against the mattress and grinding his hips against me. God, yes. I was ready.

I reached down and unfastened his pants, pushing them down as far as I could without breaking our kiss, but he pulled back, breaking it anyway. I lifted my head and tried to kiss him again but he placed a hand on my neck and gently pushed me back down. He nudged my chin with his thumb, guiding my head to the side. Then he lowered his head and ran his tongue up the side of my neck.

“Please,” I begged, lifting one leg to wrap around him.

He gently lowered my leg from around his waist and slid my shorts off. I lifted my hips to make it easier for him, and his lips parted, revealing his fangs. He slid his pants the rest of the way off and lowered himself onto me, settling his body between my legs. I moaned at the feel of his hardness pressed against me and spread my legs wider for him. I was already wet, and desperate to have him inside of me. Slowly he arched his hips, sliding his cock against me, making my body throb with pleasure.

“Please!” I gasped, digging my nails into him. He kissed me again, nibbling on my lips before sliding his tongue into my mouth. Then he grabbed my ass with one hand, lifting my hips off the bed as he slid into me.

I whimpered and rocked against him, my body tightening as he slid into me over and over. He moved slowly, teasing me, and I grabbed his hips and ground hard against him.

“Please Adam!” I gasped, wanting more. He growled when I said his name and thrust harder, faster.

My fangs came down when I climaxed. I cried out as my body tightened around him, then again as he sank his fangs into my neck.

The sound of my cry woke me. My heart was pounding in my chest and my fists were twisted in the sheets. My body was still throbbing from my orgasm, and I lay there a moment in shock. I’d never had an orgasm in my sleep before. Then a thought struck me. Did Adam hear me cry out?

I sat up, overcome with embarrassment. I strained my ears listening for any sound, but there was nothing. I wondered if it was dark out yet, but a quick glance at the curtains revealed nothing. I slid off the bed and crossed the room to open the door and peek out into the hallway.

“Adam?” The second I said his name he appeared at the end of the hall, startling me. “Is it night?” I asked.

He nodded once. “Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah.” I was so embarrassed about my dream, I could barely look at him. Was I blushing? Could vampires blush?

“Come down,” he said, already turning to head back downstairs.

I waited until he was out of sight, then frantically combed through my hair with my fingers before following him down.

We went right out onto the lawn, where he once again urged me to be calm and listen. It was difficult to concentrate, with my body still feeling the effects of my dream, but eventually I was able to focus. I heard the wind, the frogs, and the mice. And something more. I barely gave Adam a glance before I tore off into the woods.

The trees were a blur as I ran by, but I hardly noticed. All of my senses were focused on my prey. This was no deer to be caught unaware. It knew I was coming. Flight or fight, what would it be?

The huge owl flew out of the trees just ahead of me and time seemed to slow as I leapt up and snatched it from the sky. Its talons tore into my chest as I sank my fangs into it, its great wings beating against my head as we fell towards the ground. Once, twice, then no more. By the time I hit the ground the bird had gone still.

I pulled my fangs free and looked down at the owl, and a flood of emotion rushed through me. Satisfaction, of course, but also sorrow. Like me, this was a creature of the night. A predator that must kill to survive. I crouched and laid the owl on the ground. I gently ran my hand over its feathers, surprised by how soft they were.

“Impressive,” Adam said, appearing at my side.

I stood and wiped my hands on my shorts. “Why did it fight me? I thought my venom was supposed to drug it?”

“Our venom only works on humans, I’m afraid.”

“Oh.” I looked around then, finally noticing my surroundings.

The forest stood behind us, but to the front was a wide open space with a large pond in the middle. Beyond the pond the ground rose to a tree-covered hillside. It was a secluded spot, and it was beautiful.

“Care for a swim?” Adam asked, raising his eyebrows at me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “I don’t have a swimsuit.”

He flashed me a smile that was pure sin. “Neither do I.”

I 'm about to go skinny dipping with a hot vampire. No big deal. I stared at Adam’s back as he led the way to the water. He yanked his shirt off as he neared the edge and my eyes widened.

His shoulders were wide and his back was muscular, but that wasn’t what took my breath away. It was the tangle of scars that covered his back from his shoulders to his waist. I gasped, and he looked over his shoulder at me.

His smile died when he saw my expression. “Oh. Yeah.” He shrugged and turned to face me. “I guess I should’ve warned you about that.”

“What happened?” I asked, trying not to stare at his bare chest.

“My sire tried to teach me obedience.” He rolled his eyes, as if it were merely an annoyance.

I shook my head. “I don’t understand. Why didn’t you heal?”

“It's not a fun story, and I’d rather swim than tell it.”

“But-”

“ Especially since you don’t have a swimsuit.” The corner of his mouth curled, and he turned back around and continued towards the water.

My heart began to pound, and I fought to calm it, knowing he could probably hear it. I swallowed and followed him to the water. When he reached the edge, he kicked off his shoes, and with his back still to me, he slid his pants off and tossed them to the side. I stumbled to a halt at the sight of him. He walked into the water until it came up to his waist, then dove under the surface.

“Oh my god,” I said aloud. “I can’t believe this is happening.” I hurried to the edge of the pond and yanked my clothes off as fast as I could. I rushed into the water, bracing for the initial cold, but found myself pleasantly surprised by how comfortable it felt.

“I love this place,” Adam said, startling me. He had resurfaced a few feet away.

I yelped and ducked down in the water to hide my nakedness. He grinned and splashed me, and I laughed and splashed him back. He wiped the water from his face, still grinning, then he leaned back into the water and floated away. I watched him drift a moment, before swimming after him.

When I reached his side, he lifted his head to look at me. I stretched my feet down to see if I could touch the bottom, and the water came up to my nose. I kicked off the bottom and started treading water.

My eyes widened as Adam swam over and took me in his arms, holding me up to keep my face out of the water. My naked skin slid against his and I clenched my jaw to keep myself from moaning.

He held me close, our faces inches apart, and I stared into his eyes. His hardness pressed against me, making heat pool in my stomach. I should say no. I should move away. I didn’t know anything about him, except that he was deadly. But I was deadly too now, and I wanted him like I’ve never wanted anyone before.

Before I could change my mind, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my mouth to his. He groaned and ran his tongue across my lips, and I parted them, allowing him inside. I rocked against him, and his hands slid down to cup my ass. He lifted me higher, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing myself against his cock. He devoured me with his mouth, kissing me until I could barely breathe.

I leaned on his shoulders to lift myself up, sliding myself against the length of his cock. Fuck, that felt good. I slid again and again, faster each time, my frantic movement making the water splash around us. I could feel the tension building inside of me, and I chased it. I couldn’t believe how fast it was happening, I’d never felt anything like it before.

The next time I slid up his body he moved his hips and brought me down onto his cock. I cried out as I sank onto him, and ground forward rubbing my clit against him. I gasped his name as I began to ride him. He kissed my neck and my shoulders, scraping my flesh with his fangs as he thrust into me. My body was on fire, the tension inside of me winding tighter and tighter. I gasped and whimpered with every thrust, amazed by how fast my body was responding.

“That’s it,” he murmured, lifting his head from my neck to look into my eyes. For a split second, I wondered if my eyes were as black as his. Then my orgasm ripped through me with a force that erased all thought. There was nothing left but instinct.

I lunged forward and sank my fangs into his neck. I sucked hard, drawing his blood into me, and his movements quickened, his cock pounding into me with brutal force. I could feel his heartbeat, his very essence throughout my entire body. Pleasure hit me in waves, over and over, never giving me a moment to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and stars exploded behind my eyelids.

Adam groaned, and I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me as he came. I pulled my fangs free and lifted my head to look at him. His eyes were closed, but he opened them and they went straight to my mouth. He leaned in and licked the blood from my lips, growling softly.

I pressed my forehead to his and closed my eyes. He held me close, with my legs still wrapped around him and his cock still inside me. We stayed that way for the longest time, but eventually the euphoria began to wear off and the reality of what I’d done sank in. I bit him.

I lifted my head to look at him. “I’m sorry,” I said, looking at the bite mark on his neck.

“Don’t be,” he said, his voice rough.

“I don’t know why I did that.”

“It's natural,” he said, as he finally slid his cock out of me. “Most vampires feed during sex.”

I felt a loss as his cock left my body and immediately wanted more from him. The corner of his mouth lifted, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.

I unwrapped myself from around him and pushed away. He let me go, and I swam towards shore a little until I could stand with my head and shoulders out of the water.

“Did you want to bite me?” I asked, without looking at him.

“Yes.”

I looked at him then. “Do you still want to?”

He stared at me a moment before answering. “Yes. ”

He fucked me two more times in the water, making me come harder each time. When he sank his teeth into me the first time I expected pain, but instead I felt pleasure like nothing I’d ever known. The feel of his lips pulling the blood from my body made me come so hard I almost passed out. Stars danced behind my eyelids again and reality ceased to exist. It was just the two of us. My blood flowing into him, and his blood flowing into me. Our hearts were beating as one.

When it was over I could barely walk out of the water. I felt warm, and tingly, and slightly high. His blood was like a drug, and I was addicted. I laughed aloud at the thought, and he looked at me curiously.

“This is crazy,” I said, as I got dressed.

“What is?” He’d managed to put his clothes on faster than me.

I looked at him for a moment, not knowing what to say, then I shook my head. “Nothing.”

We walked back to the house in silence. It should have felt awkward, considering I’d only known him a couple days, but it wasn’t. I felt completely at ease.

It took a while to get back. I didn’t realize how far I ran when I was after the owl. When we arrived at the house, we sat on the front steps and spent the rest of the night talking. I told him about my life. My happy childhood, followed by my tragic teen years with my mom’s illness and my dad’s suicide. When I talked about Allie, I started to cry. He wiped the tears from my face and held me.

“Losing someone who is still alive is often harder than losing someone to death,” he told me, stroking my hair as I snuggled against his chest. We sat on the steps for the rest of the night, leaning against each other.

“It’s time,” he eventually said, pressing a kiss to my hair. I leaned back and looked up into his eyes. So many emotions ran through me at that moment, all I could do was nod.

We walked into the house hand-in-hand, and at the bottom of the stairs he leaned in and kissed my cheek.

“Sleep well,” he said, starting to release my hand.

I gripped his hand tighter, and he stilled. “You don’t have to sleep on the couch," I said softly.

He looked at me for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he nodded.

Neither of us spoke as we walked up to the bedroom. My emotions were in a jumble as I climbed into bed. I felt shy, nervous, and excited all at once. I slid beneath the covers and looked at Adam. He stood near the bed, watching me. Then he slowly began to undress.

I watched him, savoring the sight. Once he was down to his black boxer briefs, he slid into bed beside me. He lay on his side, and pulled me closer, until my back was snug against his chest, then he draped his arm over my waist and rested his head on the pillow above mine.

I snuggled closer, loving the feel of his body spooning mine. My nervousness vanished, and I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes.

This was the first time in my life I’d actually slept with a man. I’d had a few casual flings, but never felt close enough to someone to let them spend the night. And here I was, sharing a bed with a vampire I’d only known a few days.

There was something about him. He was basically a stranger, but sex with him had felt so natural. And the way we could spend hours together without talking, I’d never been able to do that with anyone. I felt safe with him. I felt content, and at peace.

I listened to his heartbeat slow, until I thought he was asleep. But then he spoke.

“Thank you,” he whispered against my hair.

I opened my eyes. “For what?”

“For tonight. For being here with me. For making me feel alive again.”

I didn’t know what to say, but he didn’t seem to be waiting for an answer. A few moments later his breathing deepened and I knew he was asleep.

His words affected me, and I lay in the darkness, staring at the far wall, until the sound of his heartbeat eventually lulled me to sleep.