"I don't care Samson. You either leave or I will"
Samson had never seen her look as angry as she did in that moment, not even when she found out that he was a vampire. Back then he had seen fear in her eyes. Right now it was just pure anger and he could see her fangs protruding from her mouth. He knew she meant it, and the last thing he wanted was for her to leave.
"Fine" he said softly. "I will spend the rest of the night in the next room. We will talk tomorrow morning"
With that he left the room and closed the door softly behind him. After he was gone, Isabella buried her face in the pillow and wept.
------------Samson tossed and turned in the bed for an hour but he couldn't rest or sleep... Couldn't stop thinking about Isabella and the fact that he had Hurt her very badly. He couldn't sleep knowing that she was in the next room and the only thing separating them was a damn wall. Also in such a short period of time, he had gotte
CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHTIsabella felt his weight on her and his thigh pressing against her sex, as he continued to use his talented tongue on her breasts. With every lap, he sent bolts of fire down to her core, liquidizing everything in its path. She felt her panties soak with the evidence of her desire and was unable to stop her body from responding to him. The same way he responded to her: his erection pressing against her hip was impossible to ignore. Too big to overlook, too hard to wish away, even if she wanted to.She arched her back to force him closer and slipped her hand onto his firm ass. His muscles bunched under her touch when she squeezed him. She let her hand glide underneath the loose-fitting cargo pants to explore and sighed deeply when skin met skin.He groaned loudly when she grabbed him firmly. Samson released her breast just long enough for an excited “Oh, yes” to pass his lips.Then his mouth blazed a trail of molten
CHAPTER FIFTY NINE Her cry echoed his own as the sensation of her tight muscles clamping around his erection slammed into him. “Look at me,” Samson demanded. Her eyes flew open and she pinned him. Slowly, he pulled back from her tight sheath and slid back into her, all the while looking into her eyes. Isabella crossed her ankles over his butt and pulled him closer. “I love you,” she said again. “All of me?” He plunged deeper into her, emphasizing his question. “All of you.” Her fingernails dug into his back, urging him to give her more. Clenching his jaw to ward off his imminent climax, Samson began to thrust. Like a silk glove she enveloped him on every descent, and like a vise she pulled him back on each withdrawal. Her body felt like heaven on earth. Heat suffused his body as if the rays of the sun were shining on him, not burning but warming him, giving him a feeling of belonging. His muscles flexed and his hips worked frantically to deliver thrust after thrust into her int
Isabella had reached out to touch one of the crossbows, but she withdrew her hand instantly. The thought of feeding on people didn't really appeal to her. Yes, she had known that it was a huge part of becoming a vampire, but she had planned on getting her diet through blood bags. The idea of biting, hurting and feeding on people just didn't thrill her one bit."Okay, what is wrong?" Samson asked, instantly noticing the look on her face and the way her body tensed up."I'm not sure how I feel about feeding on people, Samson" Isabella replied.Samson gave her a weird look. "There's nothing that can be done about that, Belle" he said. "It's a huge part of being a vampire. You need human blood to survive so you have to feed. It's that simple, you don't feed.... You die. Why are we even having this conversation right now? I thought I told you to think about this stuff before you turned, and you assured me that you did. You as
Samson grinned, happy that she was enjoying this. Maybe this would actually work. She could handle being a vampire and stay with him. He didn't have much time to entertain his thoughts, because Isabella came up with one crazy idea."Hey" she said, let's make this even more fun. Catch me if you can?" she added, and lifted her eyebrows in a funny way.Samson couldn't even remember the last time he played. Hell, it sounded like such a silly thing to do now and he wasn't even sure he remembered how to, so he shook his head."Nah, hell no" he replied as he searched his head for an excuse. "We are not going to do that. We can't vamp speed all over the road. Someone might see us""Isn't that the reason why we came out to this lonely place?" Isabella asked looking around. "There is no one out here and if you are worried about someone seeing us, we can just go into the woods. Come on, just because you are old doesn't mean you have to act like an old man"
CHAPTER SIXTY TWO"Another thing you should know" Samson said as soon as she released him. "You remember those liquids you saw in the car?"Isabella nodded. She had wondered for a while what that was."It's a herb" Samson continued. "Although the ones you just saw have been turned into liquid form. I will show you the plant itself when we get home. It's called juniper, and it's very harmful to vampires. Drinking or getting shot with an arrow or bullet that has been dipped in that liquid can cause a lot of pain to a vampire. Also it can have serious effects on your abilities as a vampire. The good thing is that it can't kill you, but it will weaken you long enough to give your enemy enough time to finish you off. Hunters use it too. Remember that night when you got shot?"Isabella looked away and nodded. This was the first time he was mentioning that night since they had a fight about it. Isabella was grateful for his silence on the subject becau
CHAPTER SIXTY THREEHe growled his approval as he stroked her in a tortuous pattern against her pleasure spot. Within seconds she was shuddering under him in a fulfillment that both elated and terrified her. Her body truly did not belong to her in that space of time. He owned it with the gratification he gave her, the emotions that pleasure evoked in her.“Samson! Yes.” She moaned. Oh, yes. She wanted to receive him, to take him as primitively as his eyes told her he wanted it to be.The vampire inside him broke to the surface, unleashed by the call from his mate. He stopped touching her only to undo his button and zipper, his dark eyes burning with triumph and unslaked desire. Aligning his erect flesh with her pulsing wetness, his jaw went rigid with tension. Cool air blasted against his burning cock, but only for a second. Faster than ever before, he thrust into her, seating himself to the hilt. A choked breath escaped her throat as her interior musc
CHAPTER SIXTY FOURSamson followed her eyes. "Not him" he said frowning. "Definitely not him""Why not?" Isabella asked, clearly amused at his reaction. "You said I had to pick someone... Now you are doing the picking for me? Why not him?""Because if you do, then I'm going to have to rip out his heart and head after you are done " Samson replied carelessly. "You see the way he's staring at you? Imagine hitting on the woman and making eyes at her while she is with her man. What kind of moron does something like that?""Oh come on" Isabella said, clearly enjoying his discomfort and making no effort to hide it. "There is no way for him to know that I'm with you. Maybe he thinks we are just friends hanging out it in a bar""Well, maybe this will clear things up for him then" Samson replied. He suddenly stood up from his stool and grabbed her, crushing his lips to hers and making it clear to anyone watching that she was his
CHAPTER SIXTY FIVEIsabella went to the red head who stood wide eyed staring at her.“Please don’t scream” she said with a shaky voice.“What?” said the red head, “What the hell is going on?”“You have to mean it when you say it Belle” Samson told her.Isabella knew that if she had to do this, it had to be now. She grabbed the lady’s hand and looked her directly in the eyes. “Don’t scream. This isn’t going to Hurt at all”The red head stayed still as if hypnotized, and Isabella went straight for her neck. She bit into her carotid artery and a second later, the blood rushed into her tongue. It tasted exactly like the ones from the blood bags, Isabella noticed. She continued to drink, enjoying the taste. It was then that she realized how hungry she was and she took more and more. Soon she heard Samson’s voice behind her.