Swept Away: The First Bloodline (8 page)

    
"What did you think? I would burn up in the flames or something? No that's just a myth. I very much enjoy the sunlight. As much of the movies and books have displayed me, I don't appear to be diamond made, I won't burn, I'm not going to turn into a pile of ash. I am just the same as you in that aspect."

    
"If you don't suck blood from the living how do you eat?" She still wasn't buying this, but she could play along for now. There had to be an explanation for the cold skin, no heartbeat, well she couldn't feel it through his chest anyway and his abilities. A lot of people have abilities and that didn't make them a vampire she thought.

    
Bing. Again she is interrupted by text.

Tay,

W
hat kind of conversation would be so bad to make you not thankful for you having incredible sex? It was incredible wasn’t it? Let me know something. Do I need to make a fake emergency phone call? Love you always!

P. S. How about destiny? As then it is our destiny to come as many times as we possibly can.  LMAO

Liz

Georgia/Liz,

No emergency phone call needed at this time thank you.
  Will let you know all about it when I get home. Maybe a little longer than expected. TTYL love you back always

Tay/?

     "Sorry. Where were we?  Oh, yes vampire."

    
"This isn’t a game to play Taylor. I live off of animals, or blood banks. There are a few gracious donors." His voice was startling now.

    
"Donors as in people who let you suck the blood from them? Why in the hell would they let you do that? Is it painful?" And just as her ‘dumb me up’ drink wore off, she now understood what he meant in the alley involving his supper.

    
"Yes people volunteer willingly to be donors. It's their way of being somewhat in world we live. A thrill for them if you will. I have in the past used a donor, and again I don't choose to live like that. And, I wanted to get a scent of what smelled appetizing to me. You know like Italian, French, or American." He chuckled softly and she couldn't help but smile at his use of metaphors in his choice of meals. Then she couldn't believe that she had just referred to her race as the choice of meals.

    
"So you have fangs then? Well show them to me?"
If you want me to bite, you're gonna have to prove this one and show me your bait.

    
"Only if you will start to take this conversation seriously. I mean I know it's a lot to take in. But trust me, I'm telling you the truth and don't fear me."

    
"Okay, I will and won't."
Get your vampties out of a wad.
  She smiled sweetly at him as he arched an eyebrow before turning his stare back out the window.

    
Reaching up he grasped the dark blue curtains and closed them, turning the room now pitch black. Swift movement and the light was turned on, she turned looking behind her and there he was by the light switch. She blinked and of course again there he was standing in front of her. She took a step back but his hands were quickly on her arms pulling her back to him.

    
"I'm sorry. You startled me." She admitted it. After all she had no choice.

    
"It's okay Sweet. Are you absolutely, one hundred percent, positively ready for this?"

    
She took a breath and half expected nothing, yet somehow knowing she was about to see the truth.   "Yes."   She let out the air that she had just taken in, lowering her eyes to his mouth.

    
He opened his mouth and slowly his eye teeth began to grow. They pressed into his lower lip causing just a small indention. She inhaled air deeply. She couldn't help but want to touch them. Her mouth open slightly, partly in disbelief and the other part arousal.  Something about this was sexy as hell for her.

    
Her fingers moved up slowly and she could see his eyes close as her fingertips brushed over his fang. The tip was very sharp needle sharp. She was careful as she ran her finger over it.  They were slender but strong. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was real. Very real. And that meant if he was then there were others.

    
Her heart was pounding and now she was terrified. But not of him. Were the others like him? Or were they like in the movies?

    
"No Taylor, they are not all like me. My family is. For the most part we all are. But there are a few that choose to live off human life. They choose to live in complete darkness. Like any species, there's good and bad. There's nothing that we can do about the ones that choose to act as they do. And you're not afraid of me because you know you don't need be."

    
"Why did you tell me this? And why last night?"

    
"Because you are my mate. I know this is difficult to believe. But it is true. I loved you before you were born. There's always been a connection from you to me. I just had to wait. I couldn't come to you before because it was too dangerous. Then when I thought it was safe, you were marrying Chase, happy. So I had no choice but to wait again."

    
"Wait? For what?" And then she realized what he meant. Chase was why he waited. If he could feel what she was feeling, hear what she heard, then he knew about Chase and he could've warned them. He could've helped her. He could've taken it all away and instead he left her to suffer. On her own. For six God unblessed years!  She had been living that day over and over again and he could've taken it away.

    
Tears raided her eyes. Her breathing grew heavy. Her chest once again tight. Her heart pounded uncontrollably. She even felt faint. Quickly she sat on the floor with her knees pulled tight into her chest. Her head tucked in low.

    
His hands were on her shoulders immediately. "Are you okay? Taylor I think this is been enough for one day. Let me give you some water." And then she was in his arms and by the table. She stared into his eyes at his blurred face.  She blinked repeatedly trying to clear the tears so she could see him clearly.

    
Slowly he sat her down into the chair. "I'll be right back." And all she seen again was a blur and he was by the sink holding a glass filling it with water.  Then was back in front of her kneeling so that his face was face-to-face with hers, giving her the water.

    
I have so many questions. I need some answers. I don't know where to begin. Why? Why didn’t you do something? Why couldn’t you help me? Why didn’t you do anything?

    
"So when you said you just had to wait, you mean you had to wait for Chase to die? Then you had to wait for me to be ready to meet again. Or something. You could've taken it all away for me. If you felt the way I felt, heard what I heard, did you hear me scream and cry, hurting, dying? Did you feel that?" Her anger was building waiting for his answer as she choked up the words in the scream.

    
"No. Not for Chase to die. You to be ready for me. When I found out you had married, I accepted the fact that I would forever be alone. You loved him and he loved you. You were happy. I could live with that because that is what you wanted. I didn't know Chase would die. I didn't know he was sick.

    
"I learned of his sickness the same time you did. Not a second sooner. There was nothing I could do about that. As far as the pain you went through, I couldn’t interfere with that either. I know you don't understand, and you're mad. Hell, I’m mad because your mad. You’re gonna have to believe me when I say, it wasn't exactly easy for me either.

    
"You know what it was like for me?  You want to know what it was like for me? Oh, let me inform you. See if you can imagine the way I felt when you and he married. When you and he made love. The thought of his hands on you infuriated me but there was nothing I could do about it. Rage that ran through me when you would come from another man's touch.

    
"Then, the way you felt during those last month. How do you think I felt feeling the same exact way you did and I couldn't come to you and make it go away. So before you judge me Taylor, put all the pieces to that puzzle in your head together first. It wasn't easy."

    
Wow! Okay. Point made.  Several points actually
. "When you heard, what do you mean by that?"

    
"I don't have to be near you to hear you, or to feel you as I just explained. Every thought you have ever had, every feeling you have ever felt, I equally feel." She remembered now he had mentioned that before.

    
"So when I'm in pain you are. Is this emotionally or physically?"

    
"Both."

    
"Bet the birth of the twins was a bitch for you huh? C-section and all. I hope you felt all of it." In that moment the words were said she realized how big of a bitch she was being.

    
"No it wasn't pleasurable. But, I can control mine unlike you. Now you're just being a bitch!" He threw her thoughts back at her.

    
"Fuck You!  You've been a bastard a lot longer than I bitch, so fuck yourself."

    
"I've done that. I still do quite often as a matter of fact. Nothing like a good hand job to release stress. You however, never have. But you will before too long. Keep talking to me like you are right now, and you have something else to be pissed about. And that would not be a threat." Harsh. He was really pissed off now.

    
"Too bad you can't do that little mood control thing on yourself there vamp!" 
Stick that in your bag in suck it.

    
"Okay now you did it. I feed off of your mood. So here you go." His eyes went red. Bright red.  Shadows under his eyes. Brows’ squinted together. Lips, a hard flat line.

    
And she realized just how much he had reacted off her mood.

    
"So do you love me?" Okay, so Taylor knew exactly what she was doing and that was saving her own ass. She didn't know what else to say. All she knew was that at that moment, she had to do something to get his mind elsewhere. And quick!

    
"Yes. With everything in me."

    
She was pleased to hear those words presented as well. She could see his expression understanding now why he had so many changing expressions. One minute sad, then happy, then at peace. Then she really understood why. Because that was how she felt. His emotions bounced off of her emotions, opening her eyes to exactly how she had been feeling.

    
"Now you understand." He sighed. As if he'd been waiting to tell her. Like it taken a ton of weight off his shoulders.

    
"So you feel everything I feel all the time." She blushed realizing now that last night you must of felt multiple experiences. She couldn't help herself, she kept her eyes on him.  But when his eyes met hers, she couldn’t hold the stare.  She had to turn away.  Gain her sense of strength again, that he seemed to have the ability to take away as well.

    
"Yes." He breathed out. "And I feel it now too." She hurting pushing the words out.

    
She raised her head up and his mouth was on hers. He took control of her. Taking what he wanted. Concrete her. And then she began thinking maybe it was just him making her feel this way.

    
She just learned what he was in some of what he could do, and what he had done, what he would do and yet she still wanted him. And if that was all him and his abilities, and that only meant that none of the way she felt about him was real.

    
His mouth left hers as he pressed his for head hers. "Sometimes this is a curse. Taylor I'm not making you feel this or anything for that matter right now. This is all you. You can feel the connection between us as well. This is how it could be forever."

    
He was absolutely right, she could feel the connection. The connection was probably less from lack of sex in the last six years but that was besides the point. Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe she did feel something there, but she wouldn't confuse them right now with anything but what they can be for her anyways. Lust!

Chapter Five

     She didn't know what made her want him now but she knew she needed him as much as she needed food and water to survive. She smashed her mouth against his. Feeling an uncontrollable urge to take what she wanted from him. When he was offering to her. Their tongues squatted around and over each other.

    
Her tongue grazed over his teeth that she had just watched grow earlier into fangs. He growled into her mouth. The sound alone drove her categorically crazy. She could tell they were sensitive and wondered if they were like sexual sensitive or like cold, heat sensitive. She ran her tongue over them again, he quickly answered her question.