11 - Royal Heat

Maya

Javier settled me on the bed, as we continued the make out session. My thighs were assembled around him, clinging to him as if my life depended on it.

I could feel a certain heat and fire in me. Wasn’t even sure I could control myself, which was a bit unusual.

“You’re in heat.” he murmured.

I sighed the minute his hands disconnected with my body. Javier rolled away, standing up from the bed.

“W-What is heat?” I chewed on my lips, asking him. His eyes scanned me interestingly before he paced to and fro, as if he didn’t know where to begin from.

“What is heat?” I asked again, wondering why he was acting strange.

“For every vampire, heat turns up when you’re newly bitten. It happens to every female and male and only your companera can quench it. That’s what you’re experiencing now…”

“What is companera?” My words were clear, yet, desperate.

Javier leaned on the bed post, purposely avoiding any limited space with me. I liked his distance but my skin hated it, my body wanted him closer and it frightened me.

“Soulmate to a vampire royal blood. For normal vampires, not seeing or touching your companera is bearable. For royals however, it can be torture.” he explained, demonstrating with his hands. “In heat, it could be so much worse…”

I bit my lips, clenching my fists to prevent me from doing anything stupid.

“Especially when you bite your lips like that.” Javier’s eyes dilated into a pure black, with strings of darkened veins at the underneath. “Your scent becomes much more attractive, desirable, you are tempted to want to fuck the shit out of your companera.”

I crawled a bit away from him, feeling on guard instantly.

“Get.Out.”

“Why?” he smirked, narrowing his dark eyes. “Don’t you trust me enough, not to break my promise?”

There was something about the way he looked at me. It was just like Javier was becoming strikingly handsome than before. His biceps outlined a bit from his black shirt, which embraced his chest muscles. His lips were a lush shade, almost like it was calling out to me.

Why didn’t I notice this then?

“I.Don’t.Trust.Me.”

My embarrassed face definitely tinted, in tune with my cheeks from the tingles I felt. I tightened my hands more, only to be propelled forward towards him. CLASP! I took a hold of the beginning of the poor bed post.

A low guttural tone of laughter, followed suite. I widened my eyes, with trickles of sweat on my forehead at Javier, aware he was currently mocking me.

“Oh sugar, we could just end this here…all this rebel and I finally take you.” he whispered, earning a pang in my heart.

“But I’m certainly not taking advantage of you in this state. If anything, your desire should be real and not bond triggered.”

While I glared at him, his hands patted my hair softly. I clenched my teeth, sighing irritably as he majestically walked out the door.

“I hate you!!”

Tears flickered my eyelids at everything that just happened. My sensitivity these days was greatly appalling…

…

There would be a grand dinner tonight.

Javier said we won’t attend though. He was currently learning about 21st century and has been busy figuring how the vampiric royal policies work now.

“Hey, friend.”

Delilah was worried about me. She had brought this news, but I didn’t even acknowledge her. I had been mute, after Javier left. Maybe it was shock…

Maybe I was just tired of it all…

“Maya, talk to me.” she said. Those days when she did this, I held her in my hands out of insecurity. Delilah was always my number one since my parents passed.

“I want to cry so hard.”

I said to her, in thoughts though, hoping she’d hear like how she did to me. At my words, she leaned in. We were both sitted on my bed.

“Here, my shoulder is here, Maya. It’ll always be.” she murmured.

Her hands reached pulling me into her arms. At Delilah’s warmth, I begun to cry so intensely. It wasn’t a cry of normalcy, instead one of those ones where you let it all out. The sounds can be heard by anyone around, but you don’t care.

“I don’t know what to do.” I told her. “I wanted to see my parents but then it got complicated. Now…”

Her hands swooshed my head, cutting my words.

“You’ll figure it all out, friend.” Her words sounded re-assuring. It was overall sweet. But then, why did I still feel terrible?

“Figuring it seems hard. Everyone except you and Javier, are my enemies. I just wanted my parents.”

My mind lurked to Julian, as I thought of the events. Did he go back?? Was he still with Garza? The uncertainty of this made me feel terrible.

“I’m sorry, friend.” she suddenly breathed out. “I shouldn’t have used you for my own personal benefit. I shouldn’t have used you to be a whole vampire again.”

My heart thudded faintly on what kind of creature she was. I untangled my hands around her, looking into her eye.

“I’m happy you became real.” Having a doll come to life was creepy but not with her. “Please don’t blame yourself for leading me to this.”

She only advised me. I used my hands to open that box myself…

I yawned, suddenly feeling the urge to sleep. “Go to rest now, Maya. You seem tired and worn out.”

Did I? After the contact with Javier’s father, not been worn out would be an understatement.

“Okay.”

As I replied her, I stood up walking to bed. I collapsed on it with my hands spread out. I heard Delilah walk to the door. “The banquet is tomorrow, do prepare your mind and body for it.”

She closed the door behind her. I could feel my heart racing at the mention of the banquet. A feast full of vampires? What nightmare was worse than that…