XeniaI’m sitting down at the table wondering what the hell I’m doing here. What happened to being done? What happened to being strong? The man across me is saying something. I know because his lips are moving, but the words don’t make it to my ears. I sip on my sweet tea while in deep thought staring off into the distance. Okay. So I never turn down a free meal, but what am I thinking? I’ve ignored Aiden for days now and because I happen to have a run-in with him, I allow him to take me out for lunch? I blame HIM, freaking Demetrius. If he wouldn’t have pulled the stunt he did that night, I probably wouldn’t be in this situation. But since he sent the message I ignored, I haven’t heard from him and I can’t lie, it hurts. Not that I was planning on responding if he did reach out, but I want to know that he’s at least bothered by this.How could he be so cold and heartless after the other side he’d shown me? I still can’t get over the fact that I don’t know what happened. That’s one o
DemetriusI’m in another one of my moods again. After that interaction with her, I decide not to go home. I can’t go back to the house that she had just been in days before lying on my couch and in my guest room with her scent sprinkled all over the place like air freshener.I’m in my office back at the mansion of my coven sitting at my desk feeling like I never left intent on killing someone, and Aiden is at the top of my list. I mull over what’s happened the last few days still in a state of disbelief.The evening of our date when I attempted to command her and disappear from her life haunted me. The look in her eyes, the way I watched the desire and need for me change into pure hatred was burned into my mind. I never expected to feel this way. I had been preparing to separate from her, and yet when it happened, the way in which it happened was weighing on me. If I had felt darkness and despair before, it had now been intensified. I knew I could not follow her and pretend like nothi
XeniaAfter tossing and turning in my bed for what felt like hours, I finally give up. My mind is all over the place. I can’t stop thinking about what happened earlier today.It’s so weird the Demetrius showed up when I was with Aiden. Had he heard what I said to him? I remembered I told Aiden I loved him, but I was about to let him know only as a person and not in that way and that’s when I realized Demetrius was there. It probably looked bad, but why do I even care? He’s the one that tried to play me, right? Maybe it’s best if he did hear it. Then why do I still feel bad? He followed me to the car and the way he pressed up against it made me want him. I hated that I felt that way. The look in his eyes and his words… I don’t know. It felt sincere, and the more I play it back, the more I’m starting to regret walking away from him. Maybe I should have let him explain. Maybe I should text him. What? No, I can’t. I won’t. And I’m sure after what I said, he won’t reach back out. I was
DemetriusI’m having déjà vu as I rush through the streets with her in my passenger seat unconscious, except this time things are a little different. This is all my fault. If I hadn’t screwed up, she’d never be out there alone at this time of night. I was right. I had sent her over the edge, and I’m sure the little stunt I pulled earlier was the final push. Why else would she be involved in such risky behavior? Walking around alone in the middle of the night as if she had not been attacked just days prior? What was she thinking? I warned her. I told her to be more careful. Dammit. I’m blaming her when I just admitted this was my fault. “Fuck!” I yell slamming my hand against the steering wheel. An equal mix of anger and fear have begun to consume me. Her heart’s beating steadily. She’ll be okay. She’s already healed. That’s not the issue. It’s something else, something bad. So damn bad.I was on my way to her apartment willing to beg for her forgiveness with an overwhelming craving li
DemetriusMy husky response throws her off, but my words have never been truer. I can’t think of anything I’ve ever wanted more. Her eyes widen and suddenly she pulls me down to her meeting my lips in a rough kiss. I’m not expecting the movement, but I react smoothly. There are no other lips I want to feel against mine. I lift her up swiftly sitting her down on top of the bar as she moans into my mouth. Her legs open wide and I’m in between them like it’s my favorite spot pulling her against me tightly. I’m already rock hard, but I can’t just ravage her. I want to take this slow and enjoy every second like it’s my last, because it might just be. My one and only…Her fingers move to my hair pulling tightly as if she doesn’t want to let me go, something she shouldn’t be worried about. I won’t be going anywhere until I have her writhing from pleasure and screaming my name. But first, she has too many clothes on and I need them gone. I need to see her.I pull back to remove her hoodie an
My movements are beastly as I continue fucking her fast and hard with my eyes blazing red and a newfound hunger. She finally breaks away from my kiss and looks up to me. Her eyes widen, but to my surprise she’s not scared out of her mind like she should be. She tilts her head sideways examining me quizzically. “Your eyes.” Her hand goes up to my face again almost lovingly like she’s entranced, like she can see past the facade of a beast, like she’s falling hard just as I have. She should be concerned. She should back away, but she doesn’t. It’s almost as if she’s intrigued. Instead, she wraps her thighs around either side of my head surprising me again and opening her body up to me even more allowing me to go deeper, a challenge I will gladly accept. This woman… I think she is made for me. They way I’m feeling right now is indescribable. I never want to come down from this high that she provides. Seconds later our orgasms collide simultaneously exploding over the edge like an endles
XeniaI roll around in the silky sheets of the soft bed stretching as I finally stir awake. Memories of what happened come flashing back like a sweet dream and I can’t stop smiling as I think about them. Me and Demetrius, we had sex, mind-blowing, otherworldly, literally orgasmic sex. The way his tongue felt, seeing him in between my legs, and feeling him inside made my core throb and stomach tighten. A truly euphoric experience. I wanted to relive the moments over and over again. I wanted more. But now that we had taken things all the way, I worried about how he would act. Was it just a fluke or a moment of weakness, a one-time thing? The way he kissed me after, it felt different like he really wanted me, and he even said as much, but I just wasn’t sure. The night he tried to push me away had me a little on edge. Sometimes he was so hot and cold. But the time I had just spent with him was definitely hot, so fucking hot. My cheeks warmed and I bit my lip thinking about it. As much a
DemetriusEven though I assumed as much, the words still sting. I stand at her door after I walked out leaning my head against it contemplating if I should go back in and try to explain further, but then I hear what she said. She hates me. I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve completely disrupted her life. She’s right, it was selfish of me to take a piece of her only to reveal all of this after. I just wanted the experience to be innocent without any of the overbearing negativity of the truth. I wanted it to be special, to mean something. And to me it did… it still does. I thought so for her as well, but that may be ruined now. Being with her had been better than I ever could have imagined, and I don’t regret it at all. I will accept the egomaniacal aspect of my actions. But knowing how she feels about me now, it bothers me, and I can feel the anger brewing inside again. This cursed life I’m forced to live once again has intruded upon any sort of complacency I felt. In that time that I was