Dante's POV I was angry. Angrier than I've ever been. I was trying to control myself so I didn't bite him right now. "I..." he started to talk but shut him up. "You're scared of me, disgusted by me. Isn't that right?" "You must be thinking, what a despicable monster" I whispered in his ear. "You must hate yourself for being attracted to me. For cheating on your perfect blond American dream girlfriend." I was angry, but more than that, I was desperate. "Dante I...." he started but I interrupted him "So what now? You leave me and go back to pretending you love that druggie and you go work for your father even though you hate it and then spend your short sad life barely living" I had to call him out. I was being cruel but I had to make him see the bigger picture. I had to make him realize that he didn't want that life. "I'm a monster but I've never drank from you. Do you think this is somehow because of your wit or intellect? I'm a monster, yet I work with Alvin,
Christopher’s POV I pulled away from our kiss and stared at him. My brain was clouded and I couldn’t figure out what I was thinking. All I knew was that I wanted him and I wanted him desperately. He pulled me closer again into a kiss and I melted again. His tongue delved into my mouth with a tight grip on my hair. He nibbled my lips before pulling away and holding my face close to his. “God, the things I want to do to you,” he whispered with his forehead against mine. “Then do it” I whispered back. “you don’t know what you’re asking for” he growled pulling my head backwards “The things I plan on doing to you.” he kissed my neck, and I shivered. Was he going to bite me? I didn’t know how I felt about that. Did I want to get bitten? Not yet, maybe in the future, but for now, I didn’t want that. “Dante, Don’t ….” I started to talk but he interrupted me and kissed me on my lips. “I know. I won’t drink from you till you beg me to. You will cry and plead and beg for my bite” he
Dante's POV I sat across from him on the island as he ate his breakfast. I didn't put a plate for myself. I didn't have to pretend anymore and I could just sit and watch him eat. It was relieving. There was nothing between us anymore and I could show him who I truly was. "So how's your food?" I asked, and he stopped mid-bite and looked up. "It's really good. I can't believe you made all this yourself without eating from it," he said in awe. "Well, I don't mind, plus human food doesn't taste like anything to me," I explained, and he looked shocked. "Wait a minute; so you mean all this while you've been eating with me? It's all been tasteless to you?" he asked, and I nodded. "Human food doesn't have any effect or taste to me. I just eat it to fit in" "That must be so uncomfortable, being forced to eat something that has no taste and adds no value to your life. It's not fair" he seemed so upset for me. I just smiled at him and stood up to move across the island to whe
Christopher's pov Dante had gone to get my laptop from my apartment while I waited in his house. His reasoning? If we both drove there, we'd waste a lot of time but if he sped there on his own using his vampire abilities, he'd be back in a quick while. It made sense. I mean, he was the Flash as a vampire. He was so awe-inspiring. Everything I heard about was almost unbelievable if I didn't know better. I'd seen him drink from someone. I'd watched it with my own eyes and even if I tried to discredit that. He'd flashed his way up the stairs to his room last night. This was the most interesting thing to happen in my entire life. I'd always been mediocre. An A-grade nerd. I just had the luck of being good-looking. I wasn't even good-looking until towards the end of my senior year, and even my looks had a classification. I was "the hot nerd" who met Ashley almost immediately after I got into college, and so my life before Dante was plain and boring. That was why when he told me th
Dante's POV I pushed him so he collapsed on the sofa and pulled out the sofa from under him so it stretched to look like a bed. "I wanted to take things slow, but you decided to be a horny little shit, so now you get to pay. Don't blame me. This is all your fault." I lowered myself and hovered over him. "No matter how much you beg, I won't let up." I kissed him, and he melted underneath me. I didn't have the time to relish him like I did before, so I just ripped his shirt off, and it tore off him. I leaned down and kissed his pulse sucking on the place I could feel his blood pump. My mouth watered and I took a cautious nip without breaking skin. I moved slowly down his body, kissing his collarbone, and then trailed my tongue down him to find his nipple and latch onto it. I pulled his pants down, ripping it, and it came up and pulled on my shirt. He was naked and bare on the couch in front of me the way I liked it. I moved down opening his leg and lifting it u
Christopher's POV I woke up in the evening to my stomach grumbling in hunger. I looked to my side to see Dante watching me with a smile on his face. "How long have you been staring?" I asked, yawning and slipping off the bed. "This whole time. I like watching you." he stood up, shuffled his way to my side of the be,d, and kissed my nape. "I'm hungry now." I turned and kissed him. "Hmmm. I thought you'd be satisfied by now. You're ravenous" he kissed me, pushing me down onto the bed. I smiled and kissed him back. Letting myself be kissed and giving him control. "I guess I just have to feed you again," he whispered against my lips, and I smiled. "That's not what I meant. I'm hungry for real food.d" I kissed him,m and he just chuckled,d kissing his way down my body. My dick hardened almost immediately, and he grabbed it, chuckling. "I thought you said you weren't hungry" he brought his mouth to my dick with a smile. "You know what I mean" I stammered out as he licked
Dante's POV After our conversation about Kerion, I'd become a little withdrawn. I couldn't help it. It has opened some deep-seated wounds that I thought had healed. Christopher had noticed but didn't say anything and just held me. This morning, he'd gone off to his classes, and he had classes till later in the day. Do I have him the day off work, so he wasn't coming here? He'd go home straight from classes. I'd be seeing him in two days since he actively had classes for the next two days. That'd also help to keep my head together so I didn't slip into melancholy. Vampires didn't suffer normal illnesses but we did suffer melancholy and loneliness. That was why we lived in covens. We needed the company of people who were exactly like us so we didn't slip into melancholy. The older we got the more prone we were. I'd lived years without slipping because I gave myself a purpose. I worked through any negative emotions I felt. I never let them stew. That was how I overcame it.
Christopher’s pov I kissed him and pulled away with a smile. “You didn't come here to evaluate the documents, you old sleaze.” I pushed him to the couch. Topping his as I kissed him. He switched us up, putting me under him. “Hmm, you seem very pressed on the age thing. Does it bother you?” he propped himself up and looked at me. “No. God, no, it doesn't. I mean you're so old you automatically become young. If that makes sense.” I explained. If I was being honest, the fact that he'd liber for so long was a turn-on for me, but I'd never tell him that. “So me being old turns you on?” He smiled cheekily, and I almost face-palmed. I forgot he could read my thoughts. “Hey! Not fair! You're not supposed to read my thoughts” I shouted at him scrambling from underneath him on the couch and sitting up “I couldn't help it. You looked like there was something you wanted to say that you weren't, so I had to know,” he held me from behind and whispered. “Did I offend you by doing it?”
Ashley's pov I was shaking. Chris. Chris was in bed with Dante. He was being fucked by Dante. He wasn't even the one doing the fucking he was taking it up his ass. The way he had looked. The way he had begged. That was something I didn't even want to remember. When I came out of the house, Tim was nowhere to be found so I had to order an Uber home. The whole ride home, the image of them together kept playing in my head I had the diver stop so I could throw up by the road. I was sitting in Chris's apartment feeling disgusted after throwing up twice. My boyfriend was fucking his boss. This wasn't something I had ever expected to see. I mean why? Why me? My relationship was over. I had lost both men. My life was ruined. I was going back to live with my father. I was dating a fag. How did this happen? How had I not noticed it? I had no backup. The only way I could stay away from living with my dad was if I got married. Chris was my way out. How had I not noticed it?
Dante's POV Ashley had even more control over Christopher than I thought. She didn't have his heart but she had his empathy. Christopher was a good person. She had wiggled her way into his good graces. He couldn't even see it but Ashley was abusive. Even when she'd hurt him. He was still trying to make sure I didn't hurt her. This. If he left Ashley because he wanted to be with me, he would never leave her completely. I needed to ruin their relationship. If he broke things with her, he'd forever hold guilt and she would make sure to use it as a leverage against him. She had to leave him. She had tried to be with me and after that failed ran back to Christopher. Now all I had to do was show her that she had lost him. I watched their whole interaction through the camera in his room. He didn't want her anymore. If she left him he wouldn't feel any way about it. If she left him everything would be fine. He wouldn't have to feel guilt. I kissed his forehead. He was asleep and I ha
Christopher povAshley walked into my room with tears in her eyes. She closed the door behind her and I stopped what I was doing“What's wrong Ash?” I asked her concerned. She burst into tears and ran into my arms “I'm so sorry” she cried shaking. “What's wrong?” I asked her. “I should have said yes. You might lose your job” she sobbedWhat?That didn't even make sense. “Said yes to what? How does that affect my job?” I asked her even more confused now than ever. “I..” she started but started sobbing again. “What's wrong, Ash” I pulled her away and asked “Tell me, I won't be mad,” I said even though I didn't even know what she meant. I mean what would she do that could make me mad? “Dante” she burst out again crying. Dante?Did he tell her to break up with me? I mean he wouldn't though. What did he say to the poor girl? “What did he say,” I asked stroking her hair. “Do” she cried again sobbing more. Do? Did the Fucking vampire threaten her. Oh god, Dante. I mean let me
Ashley's POV It's been a week since the afternoon lunch with Dante, I wasn't able to see him again. He was avoiding me. I knew we had a connection. There was so much chemistry while we were cooking. I mean we even had a moment to get her over sharing food then Chris had gone and interrupted the moment with jealous outbursts. Even he had seen our chemistry together. Chris who didn't believe Dante liked me had seen just how good we were together. That proved I hadn't imagined things. I was right. Dante liked me but he had backed off. He was the kind of guy that didn't like to chase. In his mind, he's done enough chasing and it was my turn to compliment that effort. To be fair, he had done enough chasing. The card, the nice words, giving me his personal driver, letting me go shopping with his money, and to crow it all the very intimate cooking time with him in the presence of my boyfriend. What else did I want him to do to prove to me that he wanted me? It was my turn to make the
Dante's POV I tried my best for Ashley and me not to cross parts aside from when I was getting rid of her but she was beginning to pop up in my office to ask me random questions about Christopher that she could ask him. She was also trying to get me to spend time with her like inviting me to different random outings that I had to reject. Today, she rejected the card her excuse she had packed lunch. She wanted to spend more time with me. It was obvious and also really embarrassing. Her thoughts also didn't help. I could read them and they were very disturbing I found them funny. She was going to make lunch for me. She'd packed extra so she was going come hand them over to me in my office and then wait for me to react to them and strike up a conversation with me because in her words. “I was too busy to take her on a proper date and need her to nudge me a little bit”She was fully convinced that I was in love with her or at least into her. Well, I was going to have to beat her to
Christopher's POV“Chris, I don't want to sound weird, but I think your boss likes me” Ashley spouted out of nowhere while dressing my wound. I did my best not to burst out laughing. “And why would that be?” I asked her “Well, he's just been really, how do I put it? Attentive” she said as started wrapping up the wound. “Hmm, I don't know. He's a pretty nice guy so maybe that's it” I said looking at her. “You won't understand. You're a man. You don't get it. She has the look” she insisted and I just nodded along. The bandage around my chest was coming out today. It wound had closed up nicely and I was better now. I couldn't wait to dunk into the water. I looked down at the pale patch of hairless skin on my chest. I'm shaving my whole chest off to match. It wasn't that I was hair it was that the contrast between the colors made it look very weird. I heard a knock on the door and looked up. It was Kerion. “The Sire is asking for you, Miss” Kerion spoke to Ashley. “Oh ok, I'll
Ashley's POV I couldn't help but bite my smile. He had asked his driver to take me shopping. Just like those rich men did to women they were interested in. He'd given his card to his driver because he didn't trust me yet which was fair. I mean when you want to take a woman shopping you first of all hold the card but after she proves that she's the type of girl you want you give her the card. It was a black card. It was limitless. It was a test. He was into me and wanted to test me so he gave me the card to see if I could pass. Now with rich men especially men like Dante, you'd think that not spending his money was what he wanted but it was the exact opposite. He wanted you to spend his money. He wasn't interested in how much you spent but with what you spent it on. I needed to make good purchases. If I picked a good restaurant and bought things that were up to his standard he would show more interest in me. Rich men wanted good trophies wives. Wives that could hold their own in
Dante's POV I should have realized he was having these feelings earlier on. I shouldn't have let things go this far. I had woken up and went to the crypt to feed my guest so he would stay alive. Kerion had found a human and kept them in a room for me. I couldn't let the human stay on the grounds overnight so I had to leave my bed with Christopher to get it done with.I had slit the human's wrist slightly and let a few drops of blood get into the boy's mouth before sending them off with Kerion who was going to see to it that they went home safe and their memory was wiped and finishing up with the guest. I had to go shower before I could get back in bed with Christopher. I couldn't tell him about the guest yet. I would be even more careful with everything. The most important person to me was him and keeping him safe for myself was more important to me than anything else.Now at least he knew how I felt about him. That would help clear his doubts. We woke up in the morning tangled
Christopher povI opened my eyes in the dark room and looked to my side. Dante wasn't in bed. He had left was it morning yet? It would have been nice to wake up next to him. I checked the time and it was just some minutes past 2am. Why did he leave? He'd been acting strangely of late and he had never left me in bed and disappeared to his room. Was he there? I stood up and walked naked out of my room. There was nobody in the house aside from me and Dante. That was if he was in the house. A thought crossed my mind. What if he'd gone to Andre's to feed? I mean he bit me but didn't drink. So maybe he'd gone to feed but why didn't he tell me? I stood outside my door. Maybe he didn't want to wake me. Or maybe he was tired of dealing with me and wanted to taste something different. Something like Athena. The voice was back again. No, he would never. He loves..... The voice mocked me. "Are you sure he loves you, has he ever told you? Or did you assume you