How long before she snaps and my nightmare becomes a reality?
How long until she realises she doesn’t need us anymore?
Six
Areyna
I sink my teeth into Jason's wrist, his sweet blood filling my mouth. His scent surrounds me, not just the blood but his own wild masculine smell, almost like walking through a forest after the rain has just stopped. A small moan slips out of my mouth causing me to blush.
"All I want to do right now is kiss you." He whispers leaning down to my ear.
"Please." I beg pulling myself away from his wrist. I have no idea what I'm asking for, all I know is the blood isn't enough, I need something more. My thighs clench together, creating a delicious friction, my feet twisting the sheets. Jason leans close, his face hovering a foot above mine. Looping my hands around the back of Jason's neck, I pull him down towards me.
Lips clash with my own but they aren't Jason's. I'm suddenly back at the bonfire, Kings of Leon's Closer playing in the background. Derrin's arms wrap around me along with the smell of vanilla. His hands knead my ass cheeks, his pelvis grinding into mine as his frenzied kiss boils my blood. I can hear myself groaning over the music from sheer frustration.
I need more.
I feel someone step up behind me, a second set of hands running over my shoulders and down my arms, I break the kiss, turning my head to see who it is. Richard smiles, his emerald eyes sparkling like gems in the firelight. He leans down, his lips brushing soft kisses along my throat, down over my shoulder. I close my eyes.
I need more.
Derrin turns my head, claiming my lips again, Richard kisses a path along my neck, then another set of hands are on me and I can't tell where I end and they begin. My breathing becomes laboured, my heart beating so hard I feel like it's going to burst out of my chest. Hunger like I've never known hits me, forcing long sharp fangs from my gums.
I flinch as they descend.
Remmie, the gorgeous nerd from next door appears in front of me, tilting his head to the side in invitation. I don't even hesitate; I break the kiss between Jason and I and sink my newly formed fangs into Remmie's soft warm flesh.
Jase’s mouth follows a path down to my breasts, kissing and sucking until I’m all but delirious. I start to protest but Jase lifts his head, “Let us take care of you.” Remmie joins the exploration of my body, finding a spot just below my collar bone that has me a writhing mess. Derrin’s hands knead my tender breasts as Richard finds his way between my legs…
The sensations are too much. The combination of all of them has me screaming their names, over and over again.
* * *
I bolt upright in bed,my body covered in sweat. "What the fuck was that?" I ask the empty room. Early morning rays of light filter into the room through the sheer curtains, casting an eerie glow. My bladder demands attention so I slowly get out of bed, I wobble for a second on unsteady legs, feeling like I've just run a marathon. "What the hell is wrong with me?"
"Areyna, are you okay?" Richard’s voice comes from the other side of my bedroom door, making me jump.
"I'm fine." I call out leaning on the curved end of the bedframe. The door creaks open and I look up into emerald, green eyes. "Richard, I said I was fine!"
"You're not fine Areyna, you're as pale as a ghost." He presses his hand to my forehead and I flinch away from the contact as images of his hands and lips on me, from my dream, invade my thoughts. "And you're running a temperature."
I'm horny and I'm fairly certain I just had my first orgasm thanks to a very dirty dream with you in it.I don't say that out loud, how could I? "I'm fine, just a bad dream is all."Very bad, graphic dream where you were sticking your tongue in places I have no right to be dreaming of.
"Areyna, you don't have to act tough around us, we're here to look out for you, if you're sick just let us take care of you." Jason says from the doorway in a far too perfect imitation of the way he said it in my dream.
"I said I'm fine. It was just a dream." I snap. "Now do you mind if I go to the bathroom or do you want to hold my hand while I pee?"
Both of them blush before leaving my room, I can hear them talking quietly in the hallway but I ignore them and make my way to the bathroom. After doing what I need to, I jump in for a quick shower, washing away the feelings I was having. I emerge refreshed and ready to face the day. I forgot to bring clothes into the bathroom with me, so I pad out to the wardrobe in nothing more than my towel.
"You're not okay, especially if you are so spaced out you don't even notice us sitting here." Richard growls just as I'm about to drop my towel to the floor. I grip the edge tighter, practically hugging it to my chest as I snap, "What the fuck? Since when did the rules about you two staying out of my room change?"
"They changed when you started lying to us about how often and how much you've been drinking." In a normal household this conversation would most likely be about drinking alcohol or doing drugs or anything that is normal but not for me, no this freak is getting lectured on not drinking enough blood. My own errant thoughts drown out the rest of what Richard says, forcing him to repeat himself. "I checked the security footage Areyna, you've been having twice as much each feed, why didn't you tell us that you've been needing more?"
"I didn't want anyone to worry." I mumble trying to figure out how he knows. I don’t remember seeing a camera in the kitchen but obviously I missed it on my first search. I vow to myself to locate it and destroy the damn thing. I’m seething so much that my hands gripping my towel are turning white around the knuckles.
"Areyna..."
"No, don't lecture me." I cut Jason off. "You're the ones who made the 'keep your blood lust in check' rule. You told me right from the start that the only reason you were allowing me to stay was so I could help you with your unsolvable cases. Did you really expect me to admit that I'm losing control? I don't want to go back to Laverton!" I'm shouting by the end of my rant.