Kaiden's POV
I knew she was about to search for me, so I vanished in thin air from my sitting spot and appeared at her back, purposely making my presence known. She didn't know I was standing so close to her and hit her soft head against my chest. Yeah! It's a soft forehead; it felt like a pillow.
She unconsciously raised her head to my chest level, only for her to start checking me out. She immediately moved backward to apologize after jacking back to reality, but I stopped her by wrapping my arm around her waist and dragging her closer, pulling her tight against my chest.
I felt her boobs press hard against my bare chest, and that suddenly made me want to see her naked immediately.
I lifted my other hand to her chin and raised her head up to stare right into my eyes. I stared intensely into her emeralds; those eyes of hers are bewitching. I realized she was also staring back intensely into my eyes, but weirdly like a foolish lost sheep.
I purposely got into her head to see what was going through her mind, only to find out she was drooling over my face. "That's it, bitch," I thought, smirking and releasing her.
She wanted to move back and apologize again, but I caught her halfway by ordering her to strip. She immediately went down on her knees, pleading. I don't know what actually makes her think I accept apologies. I thought she should have known the real me by now. "Guess she'll start learning starting tonight, I thought in my head."
When she saw things would get harder for her if she didn't do as I said, she started getting undressed. After getting fully naked, she tried to cover up her boobs and V area with her hands, but I stopped her halfway with a warning, and she obeyed like a trained puppy.
She's got a really hot body, as I thought after seeing her perky boobs pointed out. I asked her to come closer to where I was sitting in bed, and she approached sluggishly.
She finally stopped at my front. Something seems off about her; she's been staring down all along. I furrowed my brows toward her face and tried to figure out why she's been acting like that. Could she be a virgin? I thought in my head.
I didn't want to draw conclusions, so I got into her head and confirmed it was actually her first time. Oops! I got the wrong idea about her. Who would have thought someone like her was still a virgin? Didn't she come to seduce me at the club? I thought in my head, feeling confused.
I planned on rocking her so hard in bed, gaining exclusive access to her whole body. I didn't want to make it so obvious to Lauretha that I had fucked a virgin, so I asked her to follow me into the bathroom.
I flung my robe to one side of the room, knowing it'd be an obstacle. I stayed at the bathroom entrance, staring at her backside. I'm just seeing her naked buttocks. They look so tempting. She got a big round ass.
She finally stopped under the shower stand like I had ordered her to. I furrowed my brows toward the shower stand and made cold water pour out on her.
I knew she would catch a cold, but to hell with that. I don't fucking care. To my surprise, she didn't react to the cold. I guess her worry is over the cold.
I approached her immediately; I couldn't wait any longer to torture and devour her. Staring at her naked body alone already made me damn hard. Why's everything so different when it comes to her? I asked myself in my head about getting to her.
I asked her to turn and bend over, giving me her back. Now her perky ass is flagging in the air, facing me. I immediately pulled my trousers down a little bit, along with my boxers, which made my hardened cock bounce out, pointing to her buttocks.
I laid my two hands on her waist and positioned myself, bringing forth my hard beast to penetrate into her, but it was a loss.
I removed one of my hands from her and brought it to my d**k. I took my hardened d**k and forcefully thrust into her with the support of my hand. It wasn't smooth getting into her tight honeypot.
I heard her scream and plead frequently, but I turned deaf ears and would purposely ride her harder whenever she said "please". She needs to know I don't care about pleas.
I banged her pretty hard and fast, not minding the position; I would have ridden her more brutally in bed.
After torture-devouring her for what seemed like almost an hour, I finally came into her grunting. Immediately after cumming into her, I suddenly felt the urge to bite her. I didn't plan on sucking from her tonight; it's so funny how her blood really sustains me for so long. Since my demon keeps wanting to sucking from her, so be it.
I plucked into her, sucking the hell out of her while my d**k was still inside her in a position. I'm already used to her screams and cries; they didn't stop me.
I stopped and realized I was about to drain her to death when she passed out on my body. My eyes were already red, but my fingers were still normal. Why am I feeling this way with her? I thought. This is the feeling we vampires feel whenever the demons in us feel they haven't had enough of a mate's sex. So why the hell am I feeling this way with her?
My mate is no more, and of course I can't ever have one again. The thought of that gave me a serious headache. I think it's high time I go face Damon and his followers and get some things straight. He's really getting on my nerves with the help of the blonde. I need to be fast with my plans. I thought and realized my d**k is still inside her while she's still half-dead on me.
I brought my d**k out of her, put off my wet trousers, and allowed the shower to clean my body. I dried both our bodies and carried her into the room. I dropped her naked on the couch and went to my closet to put on all black nightwear-a pair of pants and a shirt.
When I was done changing, I moved closer to her and made a cut on my wrist, bringing it forward to her mouth. My blood trickled down into her system through my powers. I doubt if a half-dead person could stink.
The one in her system was starting to yield, then she began to suck from my wrist and steadily opened her eyes, looking pale.
She suddenly realized what was going on; she looked shocked and stopped sucking from my wrist immediately.
I stared into her emeralds, and for a moment, I felt I should treat her nicely. I blinked twice and waved the thought off my head. I removed my hand from her mouth, and the cut on my wrist closed up immediately.
"Get dressed and get out," I said to her when I noticed she wasn't budging.
She gathered up all the strength left in her and got dressed, then limped out of my chamber without delay. Thanks to my blood, she was able to leave the couch.
I left the couch and headed to my study. I thought of what happened earlier in the bathroom one more time, and then I began to orchestrate my plans.
I was still busy orchestrating my plans when, all of a sudden, in the middle of the night, she appeared out of nowhere.
"Jimmy is now in charge of cheering Stacy up on my behalf since she's now my friend, and you know I'll soon be away." She muttered.
When she saw I had no reaction to what she said, she took it as a "yes" and vanished into thin air.
That's not what I'm really bothered about at the moment. I need to stop Damon and see if this blonde is literally a setup.