Chapter 32
It was like the earth stood still as he enveloped me totally with his hands. We were in the middle of the gazebo, our song filled the air in the background, its final chorus playing.
I missed just being in his arms, his scent flooding my senses. I missed his heartbeat. I missed just being weak around him. I was raised as a strong person. But being around him made me put down that hard exterior, and just be a woman, a person who just wants to be taken care of.
Xedjedy made me look into his face, "Whatever happened was never your fault." he comforted me. "For what it's worth, I'm glad I survived. I am happy to remember things at a slow pace. I love you and that never changed." I could feel his sincerity. I know he was telling the truth. "I may be a vampire now, but I know in my heart that I can never live without you."
Tears suddenly started welling up in my eyes. "Xed, I could never leave my family." I was torn. "If vampires ravage the shelter, I want to protect them as best as I can." I wanted him to understand that. I wanted him to know that being human made us fragile to the likes of him.
"I know. You have two years with them." He was smiling. Another song started playing in the background. We'd usually listen to old music released in 2010 while hanging out. Sometimes we'd dance, other times we would just enjoy the silence.
I got confused, "Why am I to choose?"
"I can't control myself from wanting you. I promised you two years without any physical advancement from me." He explained, "But after that, if you don't come to me on your own, I'll come and get you."
"Is that a threat?" I asked him in a serious tone.
He shrugged before his reply. He started to sway us to the tone of the music again, "I can be very persuasive at times. But it is not a threat." He leaned his forehead against mine. "I will do all my power to protect that shelter of yours. I am introducing a new culture to my people, one that would enable us to co-exist without killing one or the other. And I need you to be my queen by then." He then kissed my forehead and embraced me closer to him.
I rested my cheek on his chest, closing my eyes as his heart beat's rhythm made me calmer. "As long as your people don't harm anyone before our deal is off."
"Promise." He said kissing my hair. "And I hope you don't cut your hair this short again."
"Jim would tease me that I looked like a man with boobs." I giggled. "But I needed to take care of myself without bothering my mom so much. So I decided to cut it short. My arm is healing well," I sighed, looking at my left arm with a frown, "but I doubt I can still use it like before."
He took my left hand and gently lifted it to his lips. I looked at his face expecting him to tease me, but rather he kissed the back of my hand then ever so gently he moved towards my wrist kissing then licking my pulse with his eyes never leaving mine. It shot volts of electricity straight to my core. His eyes looked feral with burning desire. Desire he only wanted from me. It made me burn.
My face started feeling warm. He gave me that wicked grin. "I love making you blush. You're so cute." His eyes were twinkling with mischief. As our bodies swayed with the music I could easily move with his leading. I loved following his lead. He had always been an adventurer, and I'm his first mate. He made me twirl to the music as he smiled.
I gave him a frown, "You love teasing me, you mean." I didn't know if what I said triggered something in him but he suddenly looked dead serious. "See…stop teasing," I buried my face on his chest. My reaction made him laugh. I could hear his genuine happiness. If only things between us were different. It made me sad. "If only you were still human. We could have been married already."
"We could have had our first child already, and maybe you're pregnant again for our second." He sighed. He rested his chin on my head once again. It was as if he was daydreaming with me. I could see it clearly in my mind, him and a little boy playing while I'm heavily pregnant laughing. I wanted that. I wanted him. I then felt a part of him steering against his stomach. "Sorry, thinking of you being pregnant with my child turns me on." he murmured, but he never did anything for our bodies to part. For all I knew, he wanted me to feel him being aroused by the thoughts of me.