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Chapter 2
2009.10.27. 00:40
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2.
As he heard his name, he turned towards the sound and as he looked up the sight of the slim woman at the top of the stairs took his breath away. He quickly eyed the body from head to toe in the thin robe then the green and the gold eyes met.
“Liz…” he whispered then noticed with surprise that anger appeared on her face as she started walking down the stairs. Dave couldn’t help himself – with dry mouth – he watched her breasts moving under the soft material with every step and quietly hissed when he realised: there was just the soft skin under the robe, nothing else.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she stopped a few steps away from him, bringing him back from his daydreaming. Because he could still feel the other man’s gaze burning his back, first he took a deep breath.
“Not here, Liz, please” he touched her upper-arm lightly.
“I’m not sure I want to invite you further into my house, Dave. I thought that I was clear back then.”
“Shall I turn him out of doors?” Tom asked quietly but on a determined voice. He disliked the dark-haired man from the first moment.
“No, not yet, Tom. Thank you. Come with me, Dave!” she frowned and headed to a door on the left, which led to a room with antique furniture. It seemed to be a mix of a parlor and a living room with the high bookshelves, the big desk, the two comfortable armchairs and the two sofas and a coffee table in the other end of it.
“Do you want to drink something?” Liz asked the routine question with her arms folded in front of her chest after waving to Dave to sit down into one of the armchairs in front of the wide desk.
“No, thank you.”
“Great. I drink” she turned around and stepped to a tray to pour some whiskey for herself. Dave followed every move of hers unnoticeable. “And what made you pay this surprising but not awaited visit of yours?” she asked still a bit angrily. She sat down on the other side of the table crossing her long legs and she circled the lime drink in the glass. Its colour was now close to her current eye-colour.
“I saw the fire in the news…” he answered on a low tone while his eyes were still examining her familiar and somehow strange face.
“And?” she raised one eyebrow and sipped from her drink.
“The fire made me realise that it was you and suspicion came up in me that…”
“That? Go on!”
“That you kill for money.”
“What an assumption, Dave! You can be proud of yourself! You guessed right!” she noted sardonically and drank the half of her drink.
“Liz!” he looked at her shocked “What’s wrong with you? You weren’t like this! You’d have never been able to kill for money and now you do…”
“… like my mother and my father, yes. I’m a headhunter – I kill the vampire who becomes my target. Why is this so bad? I do good with this to the human society!” her eyes flashed “Now that I can’t be a full member of it, at least let me have this!” she hissed and drank the last drop of her whiskey.
“But Liz…”
“Dave, I’ve changed! I’m not the same woman, who’d left you there on that beach years ago! I’m not that young girl anymore, who naively believed in love and in a better future. You have no idea Dave, what I had to live through. You have no idea how deep I went in Hell…”
“Then tell me, Liz! Let’s talk, like in the old days!”
“No Dave, we didn’t talk back then just made love” she grimaced in a way that he couldn’t decide whether it was a smile or a mop.
He couldn’t speak for a minute. He could see those occasions on countless pictures flashing in his mind and he had to sigh and close his eyes for a moment. When he looked up, he wanted Liz badly again, but he tried to control his desires. He never understood this reaction of his. Anytime he got close to this woman, his body reacted like this – except those times when he could speak to her normally.
Elizabeth saw on him that he was struggling. She knew him. One glimpse at him was enough for her to see what was going on in his head. Dave wasn’t that mysterious vampire to her anymore, who had totally wrapped her around his finger back in the States. Now she could see his mistakes, weaknesses and his longing after her flesh. She could give it to him with one gesture, if she wanted… She smiled faintly but inside she could still feel the waves of her anger because he dared to come here. Slowly and deliberately she sat back in her comfortable armchair and put her naked legs onto the edge of the table, crossing them and showing even more from her pale skin. She knew that this sight was getting unbearable for Dave. Knowing that he can’t have Liz will edge him to an outburst. And Liz wanted exactly this. She saw that the man swallowed hard and blinked a few times so that the glowing green eyes could return to normal.
“Fie, Dave… I thought you’ve learnt self-discipline during the years…” she sighed, circling on the edge of the glass with her long fingers. She was getting thirsty again.
“You enjoy torturing me, don’t you?” he asked clearing his throat.
“Oh yes. I can feel how badly you want me, and somehow it fills me with bitter gratification knowing that you can’t have me.”
“Liz, why are you so cruel to me? The time we spent together means nothing to you then? The things we lived through together?”
“Dave, if you came just because of this then you can go” she stood up and walked to the bar with her empty glass to refill it. She felt the movement in the air, but she didn’t move just took her time pouring the drink.
Dave couldn’t bear it anymore and with his supernatural speed he was already behind the woman, but didn’t touch her just leant to her ear.
“Why are you avoiding me this much, Liz?” he closed his lips to the graceful neck, brushing the long brown hair aside “What did I do against you, which made me deserve this punishment?”
She had to close her eyes for a moment when Dave’s familiar scent reached her nose and she felt his hot breath on her neck. So he’d already eaten…
“I’ve told you. Your place is on your family’s side.”
“Is this really the only reason? I don’t believe you. And anyway, Jenny wants to get divorced. I can’t blame her. She can’t carry this knowledge with her anymore and she doesn’t want to be in dread constantly, fearing that she or the kids can be attacked in any minute.”
“I’d lie, if I said I felt sorry” she hardened herself again and raised the glass to her lips.
“I wouldn’t expect anything else from you. You were always jealous of her.”
“I wasn’t!” she hissed, but regretted it immediately, cuz she walked into his trap. In the next moment the empty glass tatted on the bar.
“Oh come on, Lizy…” he carefully slid his hands around her, barely touching her tummy and side through the robe’s material “I know you were… Back in those days I could easily read you…”
“But now you can’t!” she strained from the touches. She hated herself, because instead of disgust she liked his hands on her. Her traitor body reacted immediately to the long fingers’ caresses. She knew that Dave felt the goose bumps on her skin. “Let me go, Dave. Leave me alone!” she said, but she wasn’t able to move when she felt that Dave’s charm started to work on her. But she didn’t want to give in to him. She focused all her power to stop the stirring emotions in her soul and heart, which were sealed away in the last few years.
Dave felt her struggle inside and this put a little smile into the corner of his mouth. His body wanted to touch her badly. His fingers started caressing Liz more deliberately. One of his hands reached under the robe and gently grabbed one of the neat breasts. Liz couldn’t stop a sigh from this and her body was on fire within a second when Dave’s lips touched the sensitive skin of her neck. She knew that the man was feasting on her scent now, gaining power from it like in the old days. When Dave hadn’t felt any resistance, he began kissing and stroking the slim body more firmly. His other hand slid upwards on the naked thigh, reaching under the thin black robe. His groin was burning now and his trousers were getting unsettlingly tight as he nuzzled to her back. Liz sighed when she felt his excitement pressing against her bum and in that very moment Dave’s fingers slid greedily between her hot thighs.
“Dave… don’t!” she moaned faintly.
“Why not? Let me love you again! Like in the past…” he asked softly biting the fragrant neck.
She couldn’t say anything to this, just swallowed hard. She knew that she can’t resist. But if she was already in such a situation then she’d enjoy it. Her hand found the strong caressing fingers between her legs and she pushed her groin against Dave’s palm, letting her head fall back onto his shoulder.
Dave knew that he’d won. But he didn’t know that not in the way he thought he did… He started kissing Liz greedily wherever he could reach her. His hand was squeezing her firm tits hard and his fingers slid into the hot wetness between her taut thighs. He liked that during the past years she just became even more desired. Once he loved her beyond words and now he could felt his love burn up for her again as he was listening to her quiet moans.
Elizabeth felt the desire wiping away every thought in her head. She pulled out Dave’s fingers from her body and faced him to lick them clean, tasting herself as well. This caused a deep and longing moan from the man. As she looked into the already glowing green irises, she smiled contentedly to herself then she pulled Dave to her by his nape. Their lips met in a greedy and wild kiss, while her free hand slid to his trousers and stroked along his length through the material before loosening his belt and pulling down the zipper. But before she reached under his underwear, she reached to the belt of her robe and breaking the kiss for a moment she smiled at the man temptingly. The robe fell onto the floor, revealing her nakedness and the scars, which broke the perfection of her skin. For a moment she saw the shock in Dave’s eyes, but now he was way too worked up to deal with the scars. He continued the wild kiss and Liz stroked down his trousers and underwear too from his body. She grinned into the kiss contentedly when she heard Dave’s faint moan and felt his body straining – she greedily grabbed his rock-hard member.
“I want it rough” she whispered looking up at him. His answer was an evil grin. Suddenly he turned her around and pressed her against the back of the sofa. She moaned with a smile, pressing her butt against Dave’s straining groin. She teasingly circled her hips a few times to excite him further. He growled nearly inhumanly and his left hand grabbed the soft hip hard, while his right reached under her and started stroking her wet pussy.
She moaned impatiently and pressed her slick folds against his fingers, signaling him not to wait any longer. Dave understood it and sliding his hand further back he pulled Liz apart so he could push his painfully throbbing cock more easily into her. Liz growled loudly from the hard thrust, which was followed by other ones, barely letting her breathe. Now both of them were moaning out loud. For a few minutes Dave was grabbing her hips desperately then after pushing Liz’s shoulder lower – so that she had to prop herself on her forearms, which were resting on the back of the couch – his hands found the bouncing breasts, which were moving to the rhythm of his thrusts. He grabbed them firmly, making her moan on a veiled voice.
The barely noticeable evil smile disappeared from the corner of Liz’s mouth while she was enjoying the wild and quick thrusts, letting Dave’s rock-hard cock penetrating her nearly painfully deep. In her thoughts she egged him to move even faster. Their bodies started swimming in sweat. Dave was moaning or sighing hoarsely without a break and his body strained more and more. His thrusts became shorter and faster. He was fucking the woman in front of him roughly. He had been longing for her painfully. He let her tits go and twined the long hair round his forearm and pulled it slightly so Liz’s neck could strain. His other hand reached down for her clit, which he started rubbing furiously. From this Elizabeth had to close her glowing gold eyes and she grabbed the back of the couch desperately.
Dave lost his head completely. The animal broke out of its cage and he bent onto the narrow back unwillingly. He pulled the graceful neck backwards again and he saw the blue veins throbbing under her sweaty skin. They allured his gaze while he kept up the steady rhythm of his hips. The slippery hotness around his cock blew his mind off. He felt the muscles clamping down on him as Liz’s orgasm was coming slowly nearer and nearer. When they squeezed him hard, he buried his head into her neck and in the moment of her climax he bit into her flesh. His whole body tensed. As he felt the hot blood hitting the back of his throat, he felt his hot seed exploding out of his painfully throbbing cock… He moaned into Liz’s neck and feasted on the double pleasure. He could feel his lover still flying high on the wings of her orgasm. The scent of the well-known body and the taste of the rich seasoned blood brought up old memories, which made him stick to the long neck even more. His jaw was tensing hard and his Adam’s apple was moving fast as he drank the sweet blood with big mouthfuls.
Elizabeth came to her senses within a moment due to the pain. She had to think just for a second to realise its source. The veins in her neck were straining painfully as Dave was still sucking on her blood. She slid him roughly out of her then tried to pull away from him, but the stone-hard arms didn’t let her go easily.
“Dave, let me go immediately!!” she yelled at him and with a strong wave of her magic she pushed him away. She stumbled backwards right away, pressing her hand onto her wound “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” she shouted at the confused man, who just straightened his back and tried to break free from the daze of the blood, licking his mouth. He had to hold himself back not to jump onto the woman again and suck her dry. The strong blood went to his head.
“Liz… Liz… please! Forgive me, I didn’t…”
“You didn’t want to do it? YOU DIDN’T WANT TO DO IT?! Get out of my house! Immediately! You came just because of this? To fuck me then suck my blood?!”
“No! I really didn’t want to do this! Please, let’s talk about it! I didn’t mean to do it, I just wanted you so badly that I lost control!” he looked at her with despair in his eyes.
“We have nothing to talk about” she looked at him with her glowing gold eyes as icy as she could. Her voice nearly cut the air “Get out of here! Now!”
“Liz!”
“Thomas!” she called the vampire’s name. Probably he was still around, because he opened the door immediately and after sizing up the situation he sent a hard glimpse at Dave, who was already half-way dressed. “Please, escort the unwanted guest out of here and never let him enter my house again!”
“Whit my greatest pleasure, Elizabeth!” a satisfied smile crossed the pale face and he suddenly appeared on Dave’s side and started pushing him towards the door. He tried to protest.
“Please, Liz! Forgive me! Please, let me explain! Liz! Liz!”
“Dave Gahan, I NEVER want to see you again! Understand? NEVER! Be happy that I don’t burn you alive with my power right now! But the next time you dare to come here, I swear I’ll do it! Get out of here! I finished with you for good!” she turned her back to him and walked to the window. Because of the thick carpet her bare-footed steps had no sound.
She could hear Dave protesting in the hall with Thomas, but after that the heavy oak-door banged shut and the countless bolts and locks slid into their places. She was standing there quietly, her whole body shaking and she looked back into Dave’s eyes angrily then she watched him disappearing from the street with his sad expression on his face. Liz would’ve risked in that moment that she hated him from the bottom of her heart because of doing this to her. In the world of vampires and witches it was more than rude to take someone’s blood with force or without asking for it. But this wasn’t the only reason why Liz was angry at him. Dave’s visit unsettled her. Her new self couldn’t overlook his deed so easily like in the past, when she accepted nearly everything he did without any questions.
She was standing there pale from the blood-loss and was shaking from the cold and the shock, pressing her left hand onto her neck. Then she felt Tom covering her shoulders with her robe. Her golden gaze met the worried eyes gratefully when he looked up at him.
“Thank you, Tom.”
“It’s the least I could do. Come, sit down… As I see you’ve lost quite some blood… That jerk! The next time I see him, I…”
“You won’t do anything. Just… don’t let him in.”
“But Liz, what he’d done…”
“Please, don’t talk, just embrace me, okay?”
“Alright, come here” he pulled his mistress gently into his lap. She buried herself between the protecting arms gratefully. The last one and a half hour’s events stirred her up. She felt how sticky her neck was from the blood and her thighs from Dave. She felt herself dirty. More than ever before. She hated the feeling. She hated Dave. She hated him for making her weak again.
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