Kyla

I stand in the shower, letting the water wash away the blood, dirt, and humiliation of the day. Placing my forehead against the wall, I close my eyes and think of all the things that have happened in such a short amount of time. Why does my heart feel lonely without Diedrek in the same room with me? How does he make my body feel as alive as he does?

I don't understand half of the things he makes my body feel. When he left to get supplies for my shower, I stripped completely naked knowing he was coming back. I can't recall now why I did that. When I knew he would see me. In a way I found I was hoping he would show me all the things he can do to a woman. The new emotions he could make me feel and introduce to my body. How could I do that? I've barely known him longer than a few hours, not even a full day, and I'm behaving poorly.

Once I am through washing my hair and my body, I turn the water off just as he showed me. Opening the door, I wrap the towel around myself. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I don't recognize the young woman staring back at me.

Granted my body is the cleanest and smelling the most divine it ever has. Looking into my eyes I can see a woman that isn't afraid of a vampire for the first time in her life. We are supposed to be enemies. How come I don't feel like he is one? I feel like he in a way completes me. I don't understand any of this.

Instead of driving myself insane with my thoughts that are jumbling around, I get dressed, and make my way to the bathroom door. I stop mid stride, take a couple of breaths to calm my hormones, and open the door. As I walk down the hallway, making my way by following the scrumptious smells. When I get to the living area, I can see to one side a table filled with foods, some I don't even recognize.

Scouting the room for Diedrek, I find him sitting on the couch. He has one leg placed on the floor, the other sprawled out along with his body on the couch. His arm covering his eyes. I can't see them, but I am sure he is sleeping.

I slowly make my way to his side, careful not to touch him, I place my body as close to him as I dare. Watching him sleep. In this state he looks so peaceful. I don't know if I should wake him or grab myself a plate of food. Then, head to one of the spare rooms in this place.

Biting my lip in thought, it takes me a few moments to get the feeling of someone watching me. The hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention, goosebumps have risen upon my arms, and I can feel a cool sweat emanating from my body. That can only mean one thing.

I whip my head around so fast; I almost lose my balance. Before I can fall a hand shoots out and catches me. Looking up, I come face to face with his magnificent brown eyes I've grown to love in such a brief time. The same brown eyes that make my heart stop beating, and my knees go weak.

"You, okay?" Diedrek asks, his voice hoarse from sleep.

I don't trust my vocal cords to work properly now, so I just nod my head. Which earns me one of his delicious smiles. What is it about this man that makes me want to feast on him? Hearing my own thoughts and appalled I'm thinking that way I shake my head and look down.

Before my eyes can make it to our feet placed firmly on the floor, a hand is under my chin, bringing my green eyes back to meet his brown ones.

"Don't ever be ashamed of your feelings or thoughts about me." I lose all feeling in my arms. He can hear what I'm thinking?

"Yes, little human, I can. Been able to since we first met." As my cheeks grow red with embarrassment, he just tilts his head back and lets out the most amazing laugh.

When his eyes return to mine seconds later, he tells me to go to the table and pick out what ever I'd like to eat for dinner. Moments later, I have a plate full of food, and I'm sitting at the side of the table, Diedrek next to me at the head of the table.

Normally, I would try to eat slowly, and be more polite. However, I haven't had anything to eat today. I was starting to feel faint with hunger. So, I find myself gorging on the most succulent food I've ever placed in my mouth.

After I'm done with my first plate I finally look up and see the restraint Diedrek is holding onto. His entire body is straight as a board and is stiff with tension. Looking into his eyes, I drop the fork along the table. There is no brown in his irises. His eyes are completely black now.

His tongue darts out to lick his lips seductively. That's when I see them. His fangs for the first time since I've met him. He sees me look at his lips and bites them with one fang, making my mouth water.

When I look back into his eyes, I can see what he's feeling. He is one hungry vampire, and the meal he wants is me. That thought should terrify me. It should make me want to run and hide in fear. However, all I am feeling now is need. Pure and unadulterated.

For this man, this vampire, I want him more than I have ever wanted anyone. More than I have ever wanted anything in my life. Something tells me I'm about to understand just what he can make a woman feel.

I'm about to find out what a true vampire can do. How it feels to have someone inside of me. Tasting me as though I'm the most delicious thing in the world to him.

Placing my arms along the table, I turn my body. So, I'm facing the man I crave more than life itself. Showing him I'm ready. I want him as much as he wants me. I'm not going to fight my feelings anymore. I won't run. I'm giving him permission. I'm giving him what he truly craves. I'm giving him me.