Serene: Chapter Nine

I tried to push away Brandon and Justin, but they had me pinned down roughly. Their strength was astounding and it pissed me off. There was no way I could get away. They out weighted me by at least a hundred pounds and being squished was not at the top of my priority list.

Behind my eyes I felt a horrible thumping. Was God trying to punish me? My headache could have crushed my skull within seconds, but no, it decided to torment me with hunger. Being in the dessert would have been better then this. Anything was better then this. Drowning in the Pacific Ocean, falling off the Empire State Building, getting smashed between two railroad cars, or being burned inside a crematorium at Auschwitz during the Holocaust was better then having blood lust.

My lungs felt heavy and my throat felt like it was dry. Could I talk? Most likely not. If I tried to attempt to speak, or even open up my mouth, I feared my fangs give me evil ideas. Yes, my incisor spoke to me. They told me to bite, to make someone bleed, and they told me to suck down the crimson colored blood so my hunger would disappear. Being a vampire wasn’t fun.

I felt parched as if water wouldn’t satisfy me. When I tired to swallow, it didn’t seem like I had any saliva to coat my esophagus. My tongue was scratch paper and my teeth started to pulse. It was the oddest feeling. As if they had a mind of their own, my incisor teeth elongated, sharp and deadly. I looked like a predator ready to make the killing move. My eyes scanned Justin’s neck and they found the jugular vein. The very site of it tortured me. My head thumped with pain and my temples were like ice sickles, jabbing and piercing my skin with intense hatred. My body was turning against me. It chose to survive.

Closing my eyes, I felt my fangs stabbing my lower lip. Two separate trickles of blood ran down my chin and dripped onto the floor. Justin’s eyes followed the lines of red, tempting him into insanity, but he held himself in check. Good boy.

"Serene if you don’t drink from me then you’ll die. I don’t want your death on my hands so please, do this for me." He pleaded.

Opening my eyes, I stared up at him. For the first time in my life, I saw fear glowing strongly within his eyes. This scared me. What happened to the courageous, daring, bold man I had seen only a few minutes ago?

"I don’t want to see you die either." Brandon added, breaking my concentration.

Blinking continuously I gazed at Brandon just now realizing that he was right in front of me. I was in pure agony. With these two guys begging me to take their vein, resisting them became much harder.

The pulse on Justin’s neck was laughing at me. The blood in his body continued to flow, harassing my now slipping control. My instincts were kicking in and they were about to take over. Fuck. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to feed.

"No… I can’t." I tried to persist, but my voice shrunk, getting softer by every second that ticked by.

Justin ignored my answer and pulled me up to his neck. His skin smelled so fresh… so clean… I wanted to bite him, hard. I wanted to feel the blood gushing and oozing between my teeth and into my watering mouth. I could smell the blood now. I began to shake uncontrollably and I licked my lips, preparing to taste the greatest sensation on earth.

My eyes locked onto his throat. All my self control evaporated into thin air. The intense anticipation made my heart flutter. I grew anxious as my mind functioned at the speed of light. Poised over Justin’s jugular, I could almost just taste his skin and blood. I knew it would be the sweetest thing I would ever taste. It was better then chocolate and an orgasmic romance novel. Leaning in even close, I opened my mouth and punctured Justin’s neck with my fangs.

It took only milliseconds before the warm taste of cooper flooded my mouth. Relief instantly consumed me and I felt a rush of comfort calm me. Justin tasted exquisite and I knew that I’d become addicted if I drank from him often. The feeling that I got when his blood seeped inside my stomach was pure ecstasy. It was exotic and far better then any drug imaginable. I wanted more. I wanted it all.

Then I was pulled away from the delightful bliss and offered a different pleasure. Brandon grabbed the back of my head and tugged my mouth to his pale neck. My mind wandered and my curiosity got the better of me. With out another thought, I stretched my mouth wide once again and sank my incisors deep into his skin, penetrating his awaiting jugular. The mind-boggling sensation hit me again. I was floating in a sea of red. I was numb from the sweet tanginess and tartness of Brandon’s blood.

After a few minutes at his neck, I pulled away. My stomach felt full, ready to burst. Never before had I ever felt such a strong emotion such as that. It left me breathless and my body scorching hot.

My eyes fluttered shut and I sunk into Justin’s lap. His robust arms circled around me protectively. I could only wonder if this would happen again. If the reaction I had today would repeat again if I feed once more. It reminded me of a high. Maybe it was like a high. The first one is always the best and the rest are just to keep you obsessed.

The floor disappeared and a soft breeze hit my cheeks, cooling them slowly. Opening my eyes gradually and I saw that Justin was carrying me down the hallway to his bedroom. Kicking his door, he walked inside and set me tenderly down on the mattress. Sighing, I burrowed my way deeply into the covers, wanting to block out the whole world.

"Serene, Brandon and I are going to go feed. Stay here." Justin said softly, disrupting my peace.

My response was a tiny nod. I wanted my quiet time back. I wanted him to leave me alone so I could have some me time. I haven’t had that in a while and I think it’s about time that I got an hour or so.

"I love you." He whispered while tilting down to give me a sweet kiss.

He left me breathless by the time our mouths were independent again. My lips felt tender and warm, while his taste lingered on my tongue. I couldn’t understand it. It felt like I was under his spell, but it was too early to admit that I loved him. Hell, I didn’t even know what I felt for him was real. I was baffled by everything. I wasn’t able to separate what was true and what was not. I remained silent.

When they left, I decided to flip on the TV and Skinwalkers appeared on the SciFi channel. As I watched it by myself, I felt my eyelids get heavy. Sleep was calling my name and my dreams were waiting for me to return. Within a few minutes, I fell fast asleep before the movie ended.
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