CHAPTER FOURTEEN

And then, as if drawn by an invisible cord, I found myself standing in front of her house. The scent of her drifted out, a siren's call to my starved senses. She was home. I knew I shouldn't be there, that my presence could endanger her, but the beast within me roared its defiance. I needed to see her, just once more.

I knocked, the sound sharp and intrusive against the quiet night. The seconds stretched into an eternity before the door creaked open, revealing Ellie, her eyes wide with shock. "Kaelen? What are you doing here? How did you find me?"

"I needed to see you, Ellie. Just... needed to know you were alright." My voice was rough, strained with the effort of holding myself together. "Can I come in?" The question hung in the air, thick with unspoken desires and buried secrets.

She hesitated, her gaze searching mine, before finally stepping aside, "Please, come in."

The familiar warmth of her home enveloped me, a comforting balm against the coldness that had settled in my soul. I tried to ignore the primal urge to claim this space, to mark it as mine.

Ellie offered me a seat on the couch, her movements hesitant, almost wary. The air crackled with an undeniable tension, a magnetic pull that threatened to shatter my carefully constructed control. I forced myself to focus on mundane small talk, anything to distract me from the intoxicating scent emanating from her, from the way the soft light caressed her skin.

As the night deepened, the silence between us grew heavier, laden with unspoken desires. I knew I couldn't leave without telling her something, anything, that would bridge the widening gap between us. But the truth, the monstrous truth of my existence, remained locked within me, a terrifying secret I couldn't bear to unleash.

Instead, driven by a desperate need to connect, I reached out, my fingers tracing the delicate curve of her jaw. Her breath hitched, her eyes widening as she leaned into my touch, a silent invitation that ignited a fire within me. And then, with a groan that escaped my lips unbidden, I surrendered to the overwhelming pull, my mouth crashing against hers.

The kiss was raw and desperate, a collision of pent-up longing and suppressed desires. Her lips were soft and yielding, her taste sweeter than any nectar I had ever known. Her arms wound around my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer, urging me deeper. I responded in kind, my hands exploring the contours of her back, her skin burning beneath my touch.

I lifted her onto my lap, her legs straddling mine, the friction igniting a searing heat in my core. I coiled my fingers through her hair, gently tugging her head back, exposing the delicate curve of her throat. My mouth trailed down her skin, teasing the sensitive flesh, the scent of her blood a potent aphrodisiac. I fought against the primal urge to sink my teeth into her, to claim her as my own, knowing that such an act would damn us both.

She was grinding against me, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with anticipation. I stood, lifting her with me, and laid her gently back on the couch, her eyes never leaving mine. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of delicate lace panties, a scarlet invitation that threatened to shatter my remaining control. A dark thought flickered through my mind: I could make them redder.

I leaned over her, her deep blue eyes wide and unreadable, watching my every move. I lifted her shirt, exposing the soft curve of her breasts, their peaks hard and tight. She gasped, a flicker of self-consciousness crossing her face as she reached to pull the fabric back down, but my hands were like steel, unyielding.

I lowered my head, my tongue teasing a delicate circle around one nipple, then drawing it into my mouth, sucking gently. She arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips, her body trembling beneath my touch. The hunger within me roared, demanding to be sated, but I fought it back, clinging to the fragile thread of control.

But as much as I craved her, as much as I longed to lose myself in the intoxicating pleasure of her embrace, I couldn't allow things to go any further. I couldn't risk exposing her to the darkness that lurked within me, to the dangers that followed in my wake. I pulled back, my breath ragged, my body aching with unfulfilled desire.

She looked up at me, her eyes clouded with confusion and disappointment. "Kaelen, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Ellie. It's just... I can't do this. Not yet." The words were a lie, a desperate attempt to protect her from the truth.

Her gaze searched mine, a flicker of understanding dawning in her eyes. "I don't understand."

"I'll come back tomorrow night, okay? We can talk more then." I stood, needing to put distance between us before I lost control completely.

"Please," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, her eyes pleading. "Don't leave."

Her words were a siren's call, a temptation I couldn't resist. Driven by a force beyond my control, she grabbed me, pulling me back down onto her, her hands working frantically at the hem of her shirt. This time, she lifted it herself, exposing the delicate curve of her breasts, offering herself to me without reservation.

My mouth went back to her nipple, teasing it with the flick of my tongue, the taste of her skin intoxicating. Her moan was my permission, the release of all restraints. My hand trailed down her stomach, her skin soft and smooth beneath my fingertips, until I reached the apex of her thighs, the heat radiating from her a burning force.

I paused, my fingers hovering just above the lace, feeling the pulse of her desire. Then, slowly, deliberately, I traced the swollen lips of her pussy, feeling her body tremble in anticipation. I slipped a finger inside, the slick heat enveloping me, drawing me deeper into her intoxicating embrace.

I had to taste her, to immerse myself in her essence, to lose myself in the depths of her pleasure. I wanted her legs wrapped around my head, her moans filling my ears, her essence coating my skin. I wanted to drown in her, to be consumed by her.

And that's exactly what I did. My mouth moved from her nipple, my tongue tracing a burning path down her abdomen, before I plunged between her thighs, devouring her with a hunger that bordered on desperation. I licked, I sucked, I teased, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Her hands were tangled in my hair, her nails digging into my scalp as she bucked against me, her moans escalating into frantic gasps. I could feel it coming, the tremors racking her body, the tightening of her muscles, the unmistakable scent of arousal filling the air.

I removed my tongue from her swollen lips, replacing it with two fingers, driving deeper, pushing her closer to the precipice. Her back arched, her breath caught in her throat, and then, with a choked cry, she exploded, her body convulsing around my fingers, her pleasure washing over me in a wave of pure, unadulterated sensation.

As the tremors subsided, I replaced my fingers with my mouth once more, sucking and licking, savoring the taste of her, prolonging the lingering pleasure. She exploded again. Then, slowly, deliberately, I moved my attention to the inside of her thigh, planting soft, lingering kisses along the sensitive skin.

"Ow!"

Her voice was sharp, a jolt of cold water against my burning skin. I stopped instantly, pulling back to look at her, a wave of horror washing over me. The metallic tang of blood filled my mouth, the unmistakable taste of what I truly was.

I looked down, and there they were, two perfectly formed bite marks, crimson against the pale skin of her thigh, fresh blood trickling down, staining the fabric of her couch.

I jumped back as if burned, the truth of my monstrous nature laid bare before her. "Ellie..."

I was now standing above her looking down at those two spots on her thigh. Ellie looking at her thigh and watching the blood flow down her leg.

"You bit me?" Ellie asks. I just stood there. I knew I couldn't answer her.

"Kaelen…" Ellie starts, but I cut her off quickly.

"I am so sorry, Ellie!" I stutter out. "I never meant….. I would never… I have to leave!!

I am opening the door when I hear her, "What? Why? Kaelen??"

But, its too late. As soon as I am through the threshold I run in a flash too quickly for any mortal's eyes to see. I had to get away from her as fast as possible. I let my guard down, went too deep, and she almost paid the deadly price for my mistake.