Kyla

The room temperature has spiked up a couple of degrees. I am so hot I'm sure my undergarments have officially melted away. Is he really going to help me clean my body? I have no idea what this shower contraption is, but if he can help me, I'm willing to try it.

He walks over and opens a door. The space is huge. It has what looks like somewhere to sit in the corner, and two different metal objects coming out of the wall. As he turns the water on, it comes out of the metal things. I know it must seem silly to him, but watching as the water sprays, and the steam rises is an amazing sight to me. I haven't ever taken to cleaning my body with so much warm water.

He turns towards me, with a genuine smile on his face, "here let me help you get out of those dirty clothes." As he takes a step closer to me, I freak out that he is talking about the possibility of seeing me naked. He must see my fear because he stops his movements and puts his hands in the air.

"I promise my clothes will stay on. I know you must be feeling overwhelmed, and out of your element." I barely get a nod in before he continues, "I'm sure you've never even been seen in all your glory by a man before and believe me it is very glorious. I can tell even with your clothes on." Giving a light laugh, he shakes his head. "Sorry getting off topic, but I just know you've never been in one of these before, and never used any of the products here. So, I can help you, you just have to trust me."

Before I even realize it, he is right in front of me. "Can you trust me to not do anything you won't be comfortable with?"

It takes me a moment to think about what he's asking me. Can I trust him? For a vampire, someone who is supposed to be my enemy, he hasn't hurt me at all. In fact, he has protected me in just the few short hours we have known one another. As well as make my body come alive and feel things, I never knew I could.

As I look into his eyes, I see all his sincerity to what he is telling me. Can see his desperation for my trust. I give him a slight nod of my head too afraid to speak the words.

The feel of his hands suddenly on my hips ignites the fire in my belly all over again. He slowly brings what's left of my shirt up my body, all while looking into my eyes. I know he is a vampire, soon to be the most powerful of them all, but I wonder if he's really the enemy.

He tells me to raise my arms, and as I do, he lifts my shirt clean over my head. My hair falls into my face and around my shoulders in a disarray. I expect when I look up to see him eyeing me like candy, but what he does instead surprises me. Still looking into my eyes, he brings one of his hands up and pushes my hair over my shoulder. Gradually his hand makes its way back down my arm, leaving goose bumps along my flesh.

I would believe he is calm now if I didn't see him visibly swallow. "Now I'm going to remove your pants." I give him a light and breathy okay, and his hands go to untie the strings on them.

He looks away from my eyes for the first time, so he can focus on bending his body down. To bring my pant legs down my legs. My breathing becomes erratic, and I know my panties become a wet mess when he brings his nose to my undergarments and smells me there. It's the most intimate experience of my life.

"Put your hands along my shoulders and lift your leg for me." I do as he tells me, I'm certain I'd do anything he told me to do at this moment in time.

"Good, now lift the other leg." As I do that, I can see him throw my dirty pants to the side in my periphery.

When I make eye contact with him again, he looks like a God kneeling in front of me. His eyes are dilated, and I can see sweat building along his brows. He's feeling it too.

"If I wasn't a man of my word, I'd be having you and I both naked and, in the shower, doing exactly all the dirty things I'm thinking about in just a few seconds." At his words, my body is humming with need. I can feel my wetness coating the top of my thighs through my panties.

He must smell it because his eyes go to my most intimate area. He just stares at me there like it's a treat he so desperately wants to taste. After what can only be a few seconds, but what feels like hours he brings his eyes back up to investigate mine.

I know what he wants to do. I know he wants my permission to rip off my panties and do things to me I won't understand. I've never done so much as held a boy's hand, and here is this amazing man that wants me more than he wants his next meal. Hell maybe to him I am his next meal.

"I..." he must see how confused and overwhelmed I suddenly feel. I cannot bring myself to look into his eyes anymore. So, I stare at my feet instead. Why does he want me? I have no idea how to do any of this, he should really find one of the vampire women that can make him feel as good as I'm sure he gives.

I feel him stand in front of me, "never look away from me." At his sudden growl, my head snaps up, and I can see his eyes are turning red. Did I do something wrong?

He puts both of his hands in my hair, and winds it along his fist. Pulling my hair, and my head back I have no choice but to look at him head on. "You have no need to feel ashamed, or to feel inadequate. We can take this as slow as you like. Okay?"

I try desperately to nod my head, but his hold is so tight I find it too difficult. That's when I realize he no longer wants my head nodding in response, but he wants me to answer him verbally.

Swallowing down my fear I quietly answer him in a barely whisper, "I understand."

"Good," he lets go of my hair making it fall to the middle of my back, "now I'm going to leave to get some things, when I come back, we will get you out of the rest of these dirty clothes, and I will show you how to use the shower."

"Okay." As he goes to walk past me, I grab a hold of his arm to stop him in his tracks.

He looks to my hand upon his arm, and freezes. His body is so rigid, like if he moves, he may pounce. However, I have to say this to him before he leaves this room. He needs to know.

"Thank you." His head shoots up so he can look me straight in the eyes again. I almost lose my train of thought, as I watch the red disintegrate back to his normal obsidian color once more. They may be our enemies that we fight against, but I must admit that even I find their abilities interesting.

I clear my throat before continuing my thoughts. "Not just for helping me with this contraption," I swing my hands in the direction of the shower, knowing we must get in soon because the entire room is gathering steam. It's so heated the mirrors on the opposite wall are no longer visible.

"But for helping me today with the others, and for protecting me." I can see a grin growing along his lips, and his eyes suddenly twinkle with delight.

"I mean it, truly I do. Thank you." I let go of his arm so he can continue out of the room to grab us what we need for this shower of ours.

I expect him to walk out, and not say a word. So, the fact that I suddenly feel his body close to mine, feeling his heat along my arm and hip has my body wide awake all over again.

He leans into my neck, but before he says anything he takes in a deep breath. He's breathing in my essence. Of which I can only imagine the horrid smell. Since just hours ago I had dead animal carcass under my clothes to mask my human smell.

"It was my pleasure." He takes a moment to nestle into my hair. "It will always be my pleasure." With those final words I hear him walk to the door, open it, and the click of it closing behind him. Leaving me alone in a room filling with steam, with an echoing of water pouring out of the wall, and my heart beating heavily in my chest. For a monster I barely know. Although I'm wondering now if he really is such a thing.