Chapter 26: Cravings

SAMARAH'S POV -

I felt the mattress behind me dip as Damon held my tiny frame in his enormous arms, his soft lips sucking the breath out of me.

I kissed him back smiling through unshed tears until the both of us broke apart, gasping for a breath.

My soul had craved his touch ever since his hands had left. I whispered into his ears, still clutching him by the shoulders in our half seated position," How did you know I was here and not in our room?"

"My soul can feel yours so I just let it guide me to you.", he casually replied as if feeling the presence of each other's souls was just a casual thing.

"Why did you come early? I thought you would return after a few days?", I asked having heard from Miranda that he would be returning after a few days.

His voice turned deep and sultry as he answered my question," I missed you, my love and I knew you were missing me too. So, I returned as fast as possible." ,softly biting my ears.

I turned into a puddle instantly at his words. Finding him so close, I couldnt help myself from giving into urges. I bent towards him a little more, sucking the skin on his neck, travelling down to his collarbone as he cupped my breasts,rolling his head back at the feeling of my wet tongue against his skin.

Miranda shifted on her back which made me stop my unholy actions. I whispered breathlessly," Damon.....we can't...here.", pointing to Miranda.

Wordlessly, he lifted me up and carried me to our room.

All the while gazing deeply into my eyes which made me blush a deep red. I tried to break away from our intense gazes, all the while his glances grew more possesive by the minute, by turning my head downwards. Instead, he tilted my chin up to look at him for a few moments before pressing his lips down on mine, dropping both of our bodies onto the bed.

His kisses rained the whole landscape of my body as he slashed my clothes apart to gain better access to my skin.

Meanwhile, I couldn't focus my attention on him at all. The thirst which had woken me up every night had just hit harder. I quickly snapped out of it though, as I felt cold air and Damon's wet kisses on my sensitive area.

My head rolled back as my body arched up to invite his touches. But my gaze fell on him dissapprovingly as I noticed his fully clothed body. I motioned him to lay on his back while I got on top.

I opened his shirt buttons teasingly slow while placing a trail of hickeys at each button I opened. After removing his shirt my eyes hungrily set on his pants as images of the thing underneath it flashed back in my mind.

God! Was it massive!!

Working on his belt, I placed slow and languid kisses on his tight abdomen as a shiver passed through his body. After undoing his pants, I began to place soft kisses downwards from his abdomen which drew a hot and heavy moan out of him.

I sucked long and hard when my mouth came in contact with his 'thing'. He left a heavy exhale while murmuring," Don't stop."

I felt the urge to bite something suddenly but remembered about his future children. So, I aimed for his thigh instead. Caressing it with my tongue before I sharply bit into it.

I heard him wince," Ooohhh! Samarahhhhhh", the pleasure in his voice kept me going at it. But before long, the familiar thirst returned and I felt myself pressing down harder as a warm liquid trickled into my mouth. It tasted like nectar and I clung to it for dear life, taking big gulps as I felt the long, deep seated thirst in me satiate. Then I zoned out, feeling my soul being thrust into a dark abyss.

DAMON'S POV -

OH MY GOD! It had started already. What am I supposed to do now? This can't be happening right now.

No. No. No.

I needed someone powerful as fuck. I needed Luce Mia.

MIRANDA 'S POV -

I felt being shaken awake from my sleep by two enormous arms. Opening my eyes halfway, I tried to make out the figure in front of me with hazy eyes.

A heavy voice boomed into my ears," Wake up, Luce Mia. The love of my life is dying." My groggy brain registered the panic filled voices Damon's while my soul nearly jumped out my skin at the gravity of his words. "You can't be serious.", I said my lips trembling.

He tightened his hold on my wrists bringing his face inches from mine as he gazed at me with his big eyes. My sleepy head took a minute to understand his strange actions before reading his cue.

Gazing back at his beady eyes, I got a fresh memory of the recent events. My heart jumped out of my ribcage as I witnessed Samarah's almost lifeless body fall back into the pillow.

"How the fudge did she drink your blood as if it was freaking lemonade?!!? Is she dying from a blood infection then?", I reverted back to sarcasm feeling overwhelmed by the recent scenario.

" It wasn't just thirst. It was bloodthirst and the rest of your questions,I will answer after we get to my room. Because I can guarantee you that if she wakes up without anyone to restrain her nearby, there will be bloodshed."