Frailty: The Darkshine (25 page)

“Fuck. I want you so bad.”

He whispered the words against her neck, his hot breath sliding over her flesh. She stared at his neck, her tongue coming out and running along his pulse. His skin tasted heavenly. His pulse beat fiercely and she ran her fangs along it. It was as if her brain had short circuited, the pleasure he caused having her overheat. He backed up and leaned against a tree. He pulled her hair out of the way and ran his tongue along her throat.

He reached between them, running his erection along her coated lips and teasing her clit. He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and pushed up as she slid down. They both moaned as the head spread her pussy hole and slid inside of her. She started to slowly slide down the length of him, her vagina stretching wide to accommodate his girth. He filled her completely, no part of her left untouched. It burned so good, the pleasure-pain of it causing her to sink her nails into his shoulders.

“You feel so fucking good. You’re so hot and tight, your little pussy grips my cock like an iron fist.”

His words set her on fire and she slammed all the way down. Her head fell back and she moaned loud and long. He growled in her ear, his hands gripping her ass tight. He spread her cheeks as he lifted her up until just the tip of his cock was embedded. He slammed her back down as his hips thrust up. He pulled almost all the way out and then pushed back into her. His motions were continuous and rhythmic, driving her crazy. The fast motions were bringing her climax closer to the surface. The pleasure started in her toes, crawling up her body until it claimed every part of her. “Oh yes.”

It felt so good, so incredibly good. His balls hit her ass, the sensation so erotic it had fresh cream seeping out of her sex. Opening her eyes, she saw black spots dancing in front of her vision as she stared at his neck. Her orgasm continued to wrack her body, causing her inner muscles to clench and unclench along his shaft.

“Fuck.”

His profanity excited her. She opened her mouth, her teeth aching so much she couldn’t stand it.

“Do it, Helina. Oh, fuck yes, do it.”

She sank her teeth into his flesh and was surprised at how easily they slid right in, like his flesh was nothing compared to the power she yielded. His blood rushed from the two puncture wounds, filling her mouth and slipping down her throat. This was the taste she remembered, the delicious flavor that had filled her mouth earlier. He groaned, his own teeth sinking into the side of her neck. She started to suck hard, trying to take as much of him into her as possible. She felt high, drugged by the taste of him. He continued to thrust into her, keeping her climax at a never-ending crescendo.

He pulled deeply from her neck, his moans sounding from around her skin and driving a spike of arousal through her. His whole body was tense, his hands tightening against her ass as his hips pounded ruthlessly into her. He was close, she could taste it. She desperately wanted to feel his seed filling her up. They were connected in a giant circle, his cock filling her pussy, his mouth at her neck and hers at his. This was the feeling of being completely connected to someone, physically as well as emotionally.

His emotions washed through her, the blood exchange allowing her to experience his love. In return, she let all the love she felt for him wash through her and into him. His arms wrapped around her waist, his body tensing as his cum coated her insides. It felt hot and wonderful, a pleasure that heightened everything else.

Breaking away from his neck, she sucked in air. Blood seeped out from the twin puncture marks she’d created and the sight was mesmerizing. He broke away as well and she immediately felt a sense of loss. His tongue swiped across her neck and a shiver raced along her spine. His hands smoothed along her back, taking the goose bumps away with his motions. She dipped her head, running her tongue along the small holes and moaning at his exquisite taste. Pulling back, she felt her eyes grow wide as the two holes sealed instantly. He let her body slide down the length of his and again she felt like she was losing something. Her body shivered from the loss, but he kept his arms wrapped around her and his body pressed close to hers.

“I love you, Gaijryc.”

“And I love you, my sweet, sweet Helina.”

It was a glorious feeling, being in the arms of the person you loved, to know that they loved you as much as you did them.

“There are so many things we must talk about, Helina.”

“I know.” They quickly dressed and she followed him over to a fallen tree trunk where they sat down, side by side. She turned and looked at him, everything around so clear and beautiful. He took her hands in his and brought them to his lips for a gentle kiss.

“Do you hate me?”

She thought about how she really felt about everything. “I can’t remember everything. How did this happen?” They looked into each other’s eyes, anguish clear on his features. As she listened to him explain in great detail about Lucie killing her, Helina couldn’t help the horror that filled her. “What happened to her?” She thought about the petite servant that had let Ryce and her into the mansion. Lucie had seemed so small and innocent, so non-threatening. He didn’t speak for the longest time and she grew worried. “Gaijryc?”

He took a deep breath. “She’s dead.”

She let go of his hands and covered her mouth. “Did I kill her?” He shook his head. He pulled her close so that she sat on his lap, her head on his chest. All her emotions spun around inside of her and she couldn’t help the tears that came out. Gaijryc held her, held her so tightly and comfortingly that it made her cry harder. Helina couldn’t hate him, couldn’t hate the vampire that had saved her life or the man she loved.

Revelations

“I
’m scared,” Helina
said to Gaijryc as they stepped through the main doors of his home. It was eerily silent, the only sound being the grandfather clock ticking lightly off to the side.

“You have nothing to be frightened about. I won’t let anything or anyone harm you.”

She knew he spoke the truth, but it was hard to ease the fear inside of her. He took them into a sitting room. The room looked like something out of a hunting catalogue, with its distressed leather couches, ancient-looking rifles gracing the walls and deep greens, browns and reds splashing color throughout the room.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. He pulled away a moment later and murmured against her lips. “Wait here. I will be back shortly.” He kissed her again before he pulled away and disappeared behind the door.

She stared at the doorway for a suspended moment before turning around and making her way toward the large picture window. She could see her reflection through the glass and opened her mouth as she leaned in. Lifting her hand, she ran one of her fingers across a pointed fang, gasping as the sharp point sliced the tip of the digit open.

“Well, well, well. Looks like Gaijryc wanted his pet here for the wedding.”

Helina spun around and pressed herself against the glass. The woman that smirked at her was the same redhead that Gaijryc was to wed, Iena. The redhead’s expression turned from haughty to furious has she took in her features. She must have realized that Helina was now like her, a DarkShine.

Her face became a bright shade of red and Helina felt her heart rate pick up. The fight or flight response screamed at her to prepare. She willed herself to be calm, though. She needed to remind herself that she was just as strong as Iena now. Iena wore a beautiful white wedding gown, the silk material forming to her body and showing off her voluptuous curves. Helina swallowed and spoke before she had fully thought about it. “White really isn’t your color.” Iena’s eyes narrowed and she took a step forward.

“Want to know a little secret?” She stared at Helina, a sinister smile covering her red painted lips. “Once I am mated to Gaijryc, I’m going to make sure you watch when he fucks me for the first time after our mating. That will be a wedding present to myself, seeing the look of horror cross your face as he slides all those long, hard inches into me.”

She smiled wildly, her bright white teeth flashing, her twin fangs sharp and deadly looking.

The next moment seemed to happen in slow motion. Iena charged forward, her hands outstretched and her nails like little daggers. Helina moved out of the way just as her claw-tipped hand slashed out. The tip of Iena’s nail slid down Helina’s cheek and she felt her skin peel open. The warmth of her blood and the pain from the new wound penetrated her shocked mind. Helina gasped and covered her face with her hand, anger and fear bursting inside of her. She felt her fangs lengthen and her nails grow until they pricked her palms.

“You’re a fast little bitch, aren’t you?”

Iena threw herself at her again but this time Helina was ready. Just as Iena would have landed on her, Helina slammed her fist out, hitting Iena right in chest and sending her flying backwards. She hit the opposite wall so hard plaster crumbled all around her. She picked herself off the ground and shook her head, her eyes narrowing into tiny slits.

“You’re going to wish you never did that.”

She was probably right, but if she was going to kill her, Helina was going to make her work for it. Iena charged after her, grabbing her by the throat and throwing her against the fireplace. Brick shattered away and hit the ground all around her. Iena grabbed her by the hair and hauled her up, her feet dangling off the ground as she stared into her eyes. She backhanded Helina hard enough to split her lip, blood filling her mouth and pain clouding her brain.

“By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to wish I killed you. I’m going to keep you around long enough to ensure I am mated with Gaijryc, but after that, all bets are off.”

She wrapped her hand around Helina’s throat so tight that stars bounced in front of her vision. She remembered what Gaijryc said about a DarkShine dying, how aside from cutting off their head and burning them they were unstoppable. Helina thought about that, let it give her strength to stay calm when fear threatened to take her. Lifting her arms, she stabbed her thumbs through Iena’s eyes. Iena screamed and released her, her hands going to her eyes, blood seeping from between her fingers.

“You little fucking bitch. Screw the mating, I’m going to rip your head clean off.” She dropped her hands, tears of blood crawling down her cheeks and making her look like the monster she truly was.

She gave a scream and flew at Helina, hands outstretched, red painted claws pointed right at her. Scrambling back, Helina’s legs gave out and she fell, Iena following her down. She landed on top of Helina so forcefully the air came out of her with a whoosh. Iena slammed her head back against the marbled floor so hard she heard her skull crack. Helina blindly reached for something, anything that could be used as a weapon. She came up empty handed, but it didn’t matter because Iena had already started slamming her fist into her ribs repeatedly. Screaming in pain, Helina reached back, her hand brushing against something hard and cold. Her ribs cracked under the onslaught, the sound echoing throughout the vast room.

Gripping her would-be weapon tightly, she swung it back, wincing in pain, and praying it hit its target. She brought it down hard across Iena’s head, the vampire’s movements stopping immediately as she looked down at her, dazed. Helina used the hesitation to scramble out from under her, poker still in her hand as they stared at each other. That was when Helina saw the thin red line of blood move down from Iena’s hairline, going over her nose and dripping onto her pristine white dress.

“Helina!”

She was vaguely aware of the voice calling out her name, but her attention stayed rooted to Iena. Her bloody eyes stared at her with shock before she fell backwards, the thin line of blood now flowing forcefully from her head and pooling around her. In the next instant Helina was crushed against a hard chest. Gaijryc’s smell surrounded her and brought her back to the present. Suddenly pain slammed into her and noise crashed all around her. Shouts and curses rang out from every direction, but it didn’t matter because she was in Gaijryc’s embrace. He pulled her back and ran his hands over her, his gaze seeming to stop on every part of her body. He crushed her to him again, whispering words in her hair and running his hands over her back.

“I shouldn’t have left you alone. Please forgive me. I couldn’t stand to lose you again.”

Her mind was so frazzled she had a hard time comprehending his words. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around him tightly. He led her out of the room and she looked over her shoulder to stare at Iena’s lifeless body. A man crouched beside the still, bloody form, lifting her eyelids to check her pupils and then assessing her skull. He lifted her into his arms, her body floppy like a rag doll. Helina turned around, her stomach suddenly turning in disgust at what she had done. They stayed silent and she was thankful. The last thing she wanted was to talk.

Helina sat on
the edge of Gaijryc’s bed, one of her fingers in her mouth as she worriedly bit at the nail. She couldn’t get Iena’s bloodied face out of her mind, could still see her shocked expression as she slammed the poker down on her head. Turning her head toward the window, she wondered what Gaijryc was doing. Standing, she walked toward the window and looked outside. Although it was night, she could see everything as clearly as if it was daylight. The gouges in her cheek had since healed and she ran her fingers along the now smooth skin. Footsteps sounded outside her door and the knob turned.