Chapter 7

☆ ☆ James ☆ ☆

It was getting increasingly more difficult to control myself around her. The effects of our blood bond were already coming to fruition. Despite that, I was captivated by her gorgeous eyes and timid smile; even my human self would have been drawn to her beauty.

Sylas found her one year ago but promised her to me when he initially met me. At first, I thought he was delusional, spouting the ravings of a man gone mad. He proved to me that he wasn't lying, and since then, everything he had said has been true.

Sylas had been in contact with me several years before turning me, preparing me for this life so I knew what to expect. He had spent that time cultivating me to become a perfect vampire. One worthy, of what, I was unsure. I'm not confident in what he had seen in me when he approached me on my 18th birthday, but he didn't deem me ready until 2 months ago, I was just about to turn 25. I had waited for this moment for just over six years.

My human soul was dwindling as the demon's possession was almost complete. He had said that it would take three full moon phases to fully engulf my soul. After that, I would be able to keep the demon in check by staying in touch with my humanity. I was warned that the longer I remained in this suspension between my life and the true death, the more difficult it would be to maintain. 

After I was turned, the hunger was more intense than what he described. It took a full month for me to control the urges. Unfortunately, there were a few casualties, and they still hung heavily on my heart. I was sure that I could do this with ease, as I didn't expect to falter after so many years of learning. However, in the end, I was humbled; the demon that had inhabited me was more powerful than the knowledge I held.

I paced back and forth down the hallway exerting my pent-up energy, having her this close to me was almost torturous. I wished we could have met on different terms, it's not as if she had much choice in any of this. She could not give any input; her life was already laid out for her. In the end, once Sylas had finally found her, her fate was sealed.

I grabbed a book from the shelf in the sitting room and plopped onto a lounge chair near the fireplace; I desperately needed a distraction. I opened the book but couldn't make it past the first page before the image of her face crept into my mind.

Her long, wavey chestnut hair flowed down her back. Her beautiful heterochromatic eyes, one a deep forest green, the other the color of golden honey. They held a lifetime of pain but still managed to remain hopeful. I could gaze into them for hours as we talked. Her upturned petite nose, especially when it scrunched up, showing her frustration. Her full lips barely contained her beautiful smile, and her cheeks when she blushed, I could envision it all so clearly. 

I sighed deeply, letting out my frustration. Fighting the urge to burst through Kara's door I walked back down the hall and splayed myself on the chaise lounge in the master bedroom after locking the door. The locked door would be able to stop me from getting to her, right? Chuckling at the absurd notion, I closed my eyes and envisioned all the things that I wanted to do to her.

Of course, this would have to remain locked tightly away for the time being. She was so timid, and I could tell that she was treated poorly prior to coming here. Based on all the things my master had told me about her, I needed to wait for her to be ready before moving forward. It was going to be difficult, especially since I had spent six years fantasizing about this moment.

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I couldn't withhold myself from her embrace a moment longer. I opened her door aggressively, causing an antique painting to jump from the wall. The crashing sound jolted Kara awake. "What's happening?", she exclaimed. "Don't worry, I'm here.", I said. Scooping her tiny frame into my arms, she exhaled as I pushed her up against the wall.

I left a flurry of passionate kisses down her delicate jawline and graceful neck. I rested her on the chest of drawers after pushing her wedding dress to the side. She wrapped her legs around my hips, and in one swift motion, I pulled her to me, resting my throbbing manhood between her thighs.

Her eyes widened; I knew that she could feel my desire through my pants. Panting heavily, her gaze met mine. I grabbed at the hem of her oversized shirt and lifted it expeditiously over her head before discarding it on the floor.

Her perky breasts heaved from the adrenaline coursing through her body. I licked my lips at the sight of her and pulled her face toward mine. Our mouths met, sparking an unquenchable yearning throughout our bodies. Her tongue danced across my lips, beckoning me to enter. I opened my mouth and allowed her in. My shaft pulsated upon tasting her deliciously sweet blood as my fang grazed her coveting tongue.

My hands frolicked up and down her body before resting on her hips. She clenched the hair at the back of my neck fiercely with her tiny fingers. I lifted her with ease and placed her on the bed forcefully, bearing all of my weight on her.

She ripped the buttons from my shirt, exposing my sculpted torso. Her fingers traced the muscles of my chest and abdomen as she reached the band of my boxers, pausing briefly, teasing me. I couldn't let her get away with that.

I forced my body upwards, grazing her core with my throbbing member before sliding my legs under hers. She lifted her hips as if reading my mind and allowed me to slip off her tight spandex shorts. Only her lacy underwear remained, the rest of her was exposed to me and I smiled knowing that she was all mine for eternity.

I slipped off the foot of the bed, kneeling by the edge, and I pulled her to my mouth, my arms wrapped around her thighs. "I've never done this before.", she said nervously. My tongue heeded her statement, and I began gently licking the sides of her inner thighs.

Her core was becoming drenched; her underwear was telling on her, her arousal apparent from the darkening fabric and the delicious scent. I inhaled deeply, allowing her slickness to feel my breath.

She squirmed and attempted to close her knees together. "You don't have to hide your pleasure from me.", I said as I forced her legs back open. She let out a satisfying moan, which awoke the demon from inside me. He wanted her badly as well.

I rubbed my nose against the fabric of her panties, resting it on her clit. I began lapping her juices enthusiastically. Jesus Christ, why did she taste so delectable? 

A knock at the door of the master bedroom jolted me back to reality. I was left unsatisfied with a fully erect cock. "One second", I grumbled as I fixed my disheveled appearance. I unlocked my door to find one of the house servants there. "Your presence is required with Master Sylas.", he stated, "Please follow me to his…" I cut the servant off, "I know where his quarters are, please stay here incase Kara wakes and aid her with any request she has." I waved him off as I walked out of our wing.

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"Father.", I announced myself while walking into his office. "James.", he said, turning the oversized chair to face me. "I apologize for intruding on your first night together, but I needed to talk to you about some things. I figured that the human would be asleep by now." It was nearly 5:00 a.m., and he had made the correct assumption. "Of course, what is it?", I asked.

My sire produced a weathered scroll from his desk. I walked toward him as he unraveled it delicately and placed a few books on the corners to keep it flat. "This scroll depicts her possible futures.", he said. I was immediately intrigued. Why had he never mentioned this to me in the past six years?

I peered over the desk to discover that the language it was written in was foreign to me. "It's written in Sanskrit", he continued. "Long before you or I ever stepped foot on this earth." My perplexed facial expression prodded him to explain further.

"To put it briefly, you have three weeks before the next full moon. Before the sun rises on the next day you must complete your blood bond. Then, the prophecy will take hold. Should you fail, you will follow in my footsteps to await the birth of the next one, track her down, and find a suitable prodigy to do the same."

He paused for a moment, "Leave me now; she's waking up." Discontent filled my being, "This isn't over." I snarled, "You will fully explain this later." I turned my back on Sylas and rushed back to Kara.