Christopher's POVI kissed him, and he melted under my kiss, letting me lead. I moaned into his mouth as I pressed against him, kissing him desperately."God, I've missed this," I whispered as I began to strip.I pulled off my shirt and then leaned back down to kiss him. He ran his hand through my hair, gripping it at an angle and pulling me away slightly just to do this thing with his tongue that drove me insane."Off, off, off," I tugged at his clothing, and he began to strip it off. I helped him remove them, ripping them in the process.My libido seemed to have increased probably one of the perks of being a vampire. I was now needy and desperate to be fucked.He pulled me into a deeper kiss as I ground my hard dick against his.I kissed my way down his body.I wanted to enjoy it. Savor it.It looked familiar but also new to me, like I had just discovered him, and I wanted to enjoy that.I nibbled and sucked on his neck, and he moaned in pleasure. I could feel the blood in his veins
Christopher's POV "I'm so sorry about that," Dante said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in."I don't mind. I mean, I understand their point, but I just can't and that's a me thing," I replied, wrapping my arms around him and resting my head on his chest."I thought I lost you," he whispered on the top of my head and then pulled me away slightly."Good. Seeing you here just feels so good. I am never letting you out of my sight again," he said, and I nodded."I don't want to ever not be around you," I said, and he smiled."I'm sorry about everything that happened. I should have realized that you wanted to speak to me. I should not have sent you into his trap," he said, looking sad.I shook my head."I should have asked you about it. I should have told you how I felt. Maybe this wouldn't have happened this way," I said honestly.This was a lot more my fault than it was his."Well, we can talk about it now. Ask me anything and I'll tell you. I'm so sorry, my love." He had th
Dante's POV He always found a way to blow my mind. I pulled away from the kiss, cupping his face and looking into his eyes. He was in control. He wasn't hungry or blood-raged and starving like other newly turned vampires. He had more control than I've ever seen in a vampire Definitely more than I had as a newly evolved vampire. "Stop staring," he whispered, and I smiled and moved a step away. "Okay, guys, tell me what's wrong. You've all been staring at me weirdly," he said, folding his arms and looking at everyone. They all smiled at him. "Dude, you are so strange," Manson spoke up, giving him a look. "How do you feel?" Theo asked. They were all still cautious around him. "I'm good. I feel great," he said, eyeing them. He was probably shocked at our visible reaction, but he didn't seem to understand. He had exhibited more self-control than any vampire has ever had, and I found it impressive but I was also slightly worried about his inability to kill. They were horrible men,
Christopher's POV I felt strange. I felt different. Was I dead? Is this what dying felt like? I couldn't move my body, but I was also hungry. Very hungry. I wanted to eat. I needed to eat. I forced my eyes open and looked around. My eyes… Everything looked different. Brighter. It was like I could see colors I had never noticed before. Everything was clearer too. My vision was crisp. I was in my room with Dante in the manor. I couldn't remember much from what happened, but I remembered being killed. I remembered dying. What had happened between then and now? I tried to sit up from the bed and force myself up. The force I exerted crushed the bed, and the mattress sunk in. What the fuck? My body felt strange, weird, stronger, healthier, but weird and there was this insistent hunger. I was ravenous. I needed to go downstairs and have something to eat. It must be because I was kidnapped. I hadn't had anything good to eat since then. The door to the room s
Dante's POV I was in that dream again. The one about my past. I was right back at the moment of the procession, when I was being led away to be killed while my mom and sister cried. This time, though, it was different. I wasn't looking on from the sidelines I was the person being dragged along. It was like I was watching myself while being myself. I secretly drank the vial of the poison I had made. They wanted to give me away to a king, but I wouldn't let them. I'd rather die than be owned by anyone. Someone noticed what I was doing and hit the vial from my hand, causing it to fall, but it was already empty. the contents of it in my stomach. Realizing what I had done, they got enraged and started to hit me. I was already dying, so it didn't matter to me as they hit me over and over again. They took me to the forbidden lake that had man-eating monsters and threw me in and left me there to die. I closed my eyes and got ready to accept my fate as I got bitten over
Dante's POV "Why?" Lucien screamed at me. He looked different. More angry. Angrier than I've ever seen him in my entire life. He rarely showed emotions before but now… Now he looked like someone I couldn't recognize. I was still finding it hard to believe he would do that to me. Staring at him right now, I felt a hurt and betrayal that shook me to my core. Deep down, I was hoping for something to redeem him. Someone to take the blame. I would not have forgiven him either way, but I needed someone or something to take the blame for his actions. Someone or something to be the cause of his actions. I had hoped that maybe he had been manipulated, coaxed, forced but he looked like a willing participant. My emotions were all over the place. Rage. Hurt. Fear. I couldn't stop myself from being afraid. Watching Christopher bruised up and bleeding somehow scrambled my brain. I knew I could save him right now. I could let Lucien cut his throat and rush in while Lucien