She's Angry, He's Remorseful

(Author's POV)

"Dion, why did you do it?" Myra looked at him in the eye searching for something; she was angry out of embarrassment. "We shouldn't have done that, you have crossed the line" she screamed.

Dion bit his lip and took a deep breath, "Myra, it wasn't my intention to hurt you. I find you incredibly attractive from the moment I have laid my eyes on you. I don't know how to say few things in words so I wanted to show you how I feel about you." He came clean with her. His playboy nature was up in shambles the moment he saw Myra's eyes brimming with tears. He felt helpless for the very first time in his life.

Listening to Dion's statement, Myra was lost for words. Her hands clenched tightly, as she was feeling guilty towards him. Yes, the kiss was initiated by Dion but Myra was remorseful of her own actions, she took her anger out on him. Her areolas were hard and her lower lips were oozing out her inner liquid. She was shameful, that she didn't put enough strength in stopping Dion and at one point was enjoying the make out session with him. She even moaned in between the kisses because of the pleasure she was feeling then.

Now she even yelled at Dion for what she has almost consented for. 'I should have pushed him hard or do something like what I did to Alaric, I should have bitten his tongue to halt his erratic actions.'

Myra's head drooped in dejection, she thought, 'How can I face Elio now and even Dion as well and the whole Everests family? How can I face myself in the mirror?' She started sobbing vehemently, tears dripping down her eye bulbs like water running out of an unfastened faucet.

Drey's heart was in shatters seeing Myra in such a disheveled state. "Dion, we really have screwed up this time by taking things too fast. Myra is beyond consoling" he stated regretfully. Dion couldn't see Myra in such a devastating state as well, he clenched his claws tightly, the sound of crackling of his knuckles audible in the silence, even his eyes turned gloomy and inky. But Myra wasn't in any condition to notice the changes he was going through.

Dion sharp fangs could be seen as he grumbled and pulled Myra for a warm hug. It was a policy of his that his relationships were strictly physical, only to fulfil his sexual desires and there shouldn't be any emotional attachment to it. He didn't let any of his female companions to embrace him but here he was, holding onto Myra, embosoming her warmly, in his protective hold.

"There, there." Dion patted slowly and assuring onto Myra's back as she wept like a baby. Her face was buried in Dion's lean but sturdy torso, soothing her frantic nerves. His simple embrace made Myra more guilt driven, as she sobbed more loudly. Dion could do nothing about her messy state, he simply brushed his hands on her head and back, letting her cry out loud. He knew Myra was the pure and innocent types unlike the girls he has always encountered. Still he did what he did and now all of that was his doing.

They embraced each other which felt like an eternity, when Myra's sobs lessened and completely ceased. Dion very carefully, pushed his body away from hers as he looked at her face, "Are you feeling better now?"

Myra's face was all puffy and bloated because of all that weeping and bawling, her eyes were rimmed with red lines so was her nose tinted red and her cheeks were stained as well. Her voice turned hoarse as she opened her mouth to answer Dion's question, "I am sorry. I am fine now." She created some distance between her and Dion and said, "We should get going now. It's already quite late. Nora must be waiting for me" and started walking, limping slightly in her strides.

The chaotic mess from earlier has made her pull her injury which was aching a little now.

Dion followed Myra from behind without uttering anything in return. The atmosphere in the car was oppressive as neither Dion nor Myra spoke any word. Myra's gaze was lingering out of the window as she watched the passing street lights illuminating the leaf scatter road. Even the twinkling of the lights wasn't able to soothe the whirlwind of emotions she was feeling. Her head was aching badly after all that whimpering. All the fatigue took over her, as she fell into a deep slumber. She was missing her home, her parents, Wendy. She was missing Damona, 'As soon as this party is over, I'll talk to Nora and book the flight for as earliest as possible. Spending another week in Kimberg will be a deadly blow for me. It is messing up my mind and my body and I can't let that happen.' Myra came to a conclusion. 'I have to leave this place.'

In her sleep, she mumbled few words, as another of those wicked dreams were penetrating her sleepy state. She moaned and cried asking someone not to do "it", she begged and licked her lips sensually. Dion looked at her groaning state and his potent member started getting erect mere by her whispering and muttering. 'I didn't know I was such a shameless animal. Even seeing her in this state, I am thinking to fuck the wits out of her mind.' He rammed his hand into the steering wheel as he clenched at it with his other hand.

Soon, they arrived at the Everests mansion, Myra was still fast asleep. The lack of sleep from all those previous nights has taken a heavy toll on her body. Dion contemplated a bit, whether to wake her up or not but in the end he very gently cooed her name, "Myra, we are home, wake up."

She was still sleeping as if she was dead and didn't hear him at all.

Dion patted Myra's shoulder but she was still out of it. With no choice remaining in front of him, Dion got out of the car and marched towards the passenger seat. He gently pulled the door open, unfastened her seat belt lightly trying not to wake her up. Then, in one swift motion, he princess carried her into the house.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .