Jazmine was truly scared of him. Since that night, her dreams had become even more blurred. It was like a fog had been placed over her thoughts and it was a losing battle to try and push through it. For a long time, she had the fleeting notion that someone was trying to hide a memory from her. But she had no reason to believe any of that to be true, until this week.
Jazmine was in her room placing her things in some of the boxes when Thane came in. “I’ve found a new place. We will be gone before sunrise, so have everything ready to go,” Thane’s face was devoid of emotion as he spoke.
Jazmine opened her mouth to speak, then thought better of it and abruptly closed it. She knew no matter how many more times she asked why they had to move she would get the same cold stare and silence. Jazmine’s shoulders slumped as she turned her head to the task in front of her.
Thane closed the door behind him without saying another word. For the first time in a long time, she longed for the companionship of John. She had not thought of him over the last few months. Now, with the way Thane was treating her, she wished she could see him again. A tear started to slip down her cheek and Jazmine briskly wiped it away with the back of her hand.
She needed to focus on the present and she had no time to dwell on the past. John was gone and never returning. In her heart, she knew it was for the best. Something in her head told her that he was not really the one she was missing. That there was someone else that she was connected to, that she needed. But every time she tried to conjure the name it slipped from her grasp.
Last week, in the alley, she could almost feel the name of the mystery figure form on her lips but, just as soon as it appeared, it was gone. She wondered if that figure was the reason for all this commotion. Something deep inside of her told her yes.
Jazmine did not need long to pack her things. She was never one for material belongings, the only thing she felt drawn to make sure she packed was the diary she had hidden in the library. Not wanting others to see her, Jazmine waited until most of the house was empty and many of the vampires had left before she headed there.
She knew many of the items in the house would be left behind. They needed to move in the dead of the night and the journey would be long. Jazmine had overheard others talking about the new location and it was in a place she had never heard of. She was not even sure it was on the same continent as their current place. Thane told her less and less anymore. They used to be partners, he had confided in her, but those days were over. Now, she felt more like his enemy.
Jazmine made her way to the library and was able to easily locate the book since it was still where she had hidden it. She stuck the leather-bound book down the front of her pants and lay her sweater over it, concealing it from view. She walked quickly back to her room and placed it in her duffel bag.
It was nearing time to leave. Jazmine looked around her room one more time, studying the walls and floors trying to capture even the smallest detail to memory. She had never been a sentimental person, but she had experienced so many things since she was turned. Good and bad. This had been the first place she had truly felt at home and now they were leaving forever. Deep in her gut she knew she would never return here.
Jazmine bowed her head and picked up her bag. It was light and she easily swung it up and over her shoulder. Thane gave her no details, no hints about their new location; almost like he was afraid for her to possess such knowledge. She could not shake the feeling that something was happening, something larger than the two of them.
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They had settled in rather quickly to their new establishment. Within the week, it was busy as usual in the house. Thane had his nightly meetings with the elder vampires, which no longer included her. Jazmine should be upset to be cut out, but she was relieved. The meetings were tiresome, and nothing was ever settled. The clans all wanted different things and there never seemed to be a unified decision. Thane always won in the end, and you could sense the tension beginning to build more and more from the elders as the days passed by.
Jazmine knew eventually these alliances that Thane had made would come crumbling down around his feet. That someone would come along, more powerful, more respected to take his place. Of course, he would not willingly give it up. She knew one day this would all end in a battle and only one vampire would win. It was a feeling she could not shake, almost an intuition or vision that she knew to be true. She was just not sure why, how, or when it would happen.
Ever since they moved, her dreams had come back stronger and more persistent. She again saw that figure in the alley, the one that reached to her, trying to engulf her. She spoke no word of them to anyone, fearful they would tell Thane and then they would be on the move again. She knew this move had something to do with what he saw that night. Everything seemed to keep circling back to that mysterious apparition.
She could sense the presence trying to break through the thin fabric that held her dreams together. Almost as if he wanted to give her a message, maybe show her the truth. Somehow this person knew her well and loved her. Maybe it was her mother?!
Since that day a few months back, Jazmine had not had the courage to read her mother’s diary again. She had kept the book hidden safely away, not sure she wanted to know who her mom truly was or to find out what had become of her and Thane. She feared that if she knew too much Thane would kill her. And she wanted to live!
There was a knock at her bedroom door. It was early evening and she had started to spend more and more time alone. Thane rarely stopped by her room anymore and she was relieved for that. So to hear that sound startled her. Jazmine nearly jumped off her bed.
“Who is it?” she called out.
“Thane,” he responded. The tone in his voice alarmed her. It was not sharp or rough, but kinder and gentler, almost as if he was asking if he could enter.
Jazmine looked around, making sure nothing was out in plain sight that she did not want him to see. She had become so used to her privacy that she didn’t care what lay about her room anymore. Seeing that nothing he may deem as “suspicious” was lying about she called out, “Enter.”
The knob turned slowly, and it creaked open a crack, then continued to slowly open. Thane stepped inside and gently closed the door behind him. Jazmine knew something was off. Her body tensed, terrified of him. Whatever game he was playing at tonight, she was unsure.
“I wanted to see you,” he stated. His dark eyes, soft, kinder than usual. He walked towards her. “I’ve missed you.”
Jazmine tried to get up to move away from him. She knew this was not an encounter she wanted to have with him. The thought of him touching her sent cold chills down her spine. She was trapped in her room, the only place she had felt safe became a prison cell. She could not escape him as he advanced on her. Jazmine held out her arms to fend him off as he was upon her, his arms reaching out to pull her into his body. “You haven’t come to me in weeks, can’t you sleep with someone else? I know you haven’t been celibate all this time,” she replied.
Thane tried to look offended by her comments, but who was he kidding? He had never been a monogamous lover, it was something he never hid from her before, but even though he was not faithful, he always craved her the most. No one else could make him feel the way she made him feel. And tonight, no matter how much she angered him, he needed her body. This was purely physical for him.
“No one else has a warm, tight pussy like yours, my sweet,” he growled. “I just need to slip my cock in you, that’s all. I promise you’ll enjoy it too. You need it as much as I do. I’m sure your body stirs right now thinking of me slipping my thick, long, rod deep inside you.” He held her in his arms, his lips barely touching her ear as he spoke.
Jazmine could feel the wetness, slick on her panties, as his hands kneaded into her back. Soft at first, then more demanding as he continued to speak. He was right, she told herself. Her need to fuck him was strong. Her body betrayed her. Her mind screamed no, don’t let him manipulate you. The sexual urge
was strong, and she couldn’t deny it. She needed his body as badly as he needed hers. This was purely a physical agreement. Once they used each other for their own sexual gratification, they would have no further use of each other tonight.
Thane pressed her up against the bed, the mattress hitting the back of her legs. His fangs sprang out, sharp and pristine white. His head bent down, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her neck. Jazmine gasped, the feeling of him sucking and tasting her, aroused her even more. She could feel her nipples harden, brushing against the firm fabric of her bra. She placed her hands behind her, trying to find something solid to brace herself against. She could feel her knees begin to buckle, her body overcome with sexual desire.
Jazmine found the mattress as her body sank closer to the ground; Thane’s mouth never leaving her neck. She could feel her cold blood trickle down her neck to her shoulder. Thane was not drinking to drain her, it was too slow. This was purely his way of letting her know he still controlled her. He still commanded her, mind and body.
His hands reached out to unbutton her shirt and slipped it back off her arms. Her bra, now the only barrier between them. He reached his hands behind her back and with one quick movement, he had unclasped the band, the bra sliding off her breasts.
Thane traced his hand up her side, reaching her left breast he cupped the firm mound within his grasp. Kneading the breast in circular movements, Thane released his fangs from her neck. Jazmine’s eyes rolled back; she arched her back to push her breast into his roaming hand. She wanted to hate every minute of this, but she could not. Her body had a mind of its own and it wanted pure carnal, hot, sex.
Thane stood back and admired her half-naked form. The corner of his lips twitched, turning upwards into a devilish grin. He quickly stripped his shirt off his body and threw it on the floor. Removing his pants just as easily, he stood in front of her naked, his cock stood erect ready to enter her.
Jazmine wanted it. She stripped off her leggings and panties, spreading her legs apart, allowing Thane’s eyes to feast upon her glistening pink clit. He bent forward, his hands placed on her upper thigh, bracing his body as his mouth descended closer to her naked cunt.
The closer he got, the more he could smell the sweet aroma of her sex. He licked his lower lip, the need to taste her was strong. He inched slowly closer until he was able to flick his tongue outwards, the tip dancing lightly over the pulsing clit. The moment his tongue struck, Jazmine’s body shivered, a wave of pleasure washed over her.
Thane saw her legs jerk out of the corner of his eye, the unexpected feel of his cold tongue on her most sensitive parts, enticing her and making her want more. Thane flicked his tongue out again, this time, his tongue circled and lapped at the sensitive piece of flesh. Her juices flowed, readying her for his aching cock. But Thane was not ready to give her what she truly craved just yet.
Using his index finger and thumb, he spread her lips apart, allowing his tongue to enter her. The intrusion nearly sent her over the edge, she could feel the waves begin to build. His thumb made small circular motions around her clit, teasing and pleasuring her. Thane could hear her moans of ecstasy as he worked her pussy. He sucked and pulled at the orifice with mouth, bringing her close to the throws of euphoria. Just when the orgasm was about to consume her, he pulled back.
Jazmine’s body bucked at the thin air, her body crying out for release. Thane watched, reveling in the fact that he could still command her, still make her beg at his feet. He wanted her to know that he could control her pleasure and her pain.
Jazmine bit her hand, her body unfulfilled, a tear running down her cheek, knowing he had won. When that realization hit her, she felt his hard cock enter her, spreading her wet lips apart, her body stretching to accommodate him. He slammed into her as far as her body would allow him, the contact reigniting the flame. Her slick walls shuddered around his cock in an explosion as he rammed into her over and over. Both screaming out as the waves of pleasure washed over them.
Thane gave one final thrust and cried out, spent and sated, while Jazmine lay underneath him, her body shuddering from its own release. Thane pulled his cock from her, while Jazmine was still unable to move. He picked up his clothes from the floor and walked out of her room.
Jazmine lay on her bed, feeling used and beaten. They were no longer equals, she was now his whore, to use as he pleased. The thought of her reality was deafening, and she knew she needed to escape.
Chapter Seven
Several weeks passed since Thane had last come to her room. Jazmine feared and longed for his return, but as the hours turned to days and then to weeks, she started to breathe again. And as more unrest started to rise amongst his clans, she knew he would be far too busy dealing with the others to focus on her.
Jazmine only caught bits and pieces of information. An overheard whisper or a door left opened and then abruptly closed as voices yelled in various rooms. She knew that things were finally coming to a head. All these years of control were starting to unravel around his feet. Vampires were talking to each other, no longer wanting to be under Thane’s command.
There were rumors of mutiny. Someone else wanting to take his place, other vampires willing to fight to overthrow him. He was a tyrant who cared nothing for their kind, only wanting glory for himself. She heard the whispers everywhere she went anymore.
Even the few who were true to him, were losing their faith. He talked of a true race, a superior race to take over the world. One to rule all vampires and witches. He claimed he was the one to do this, the one to lead them all; yet, all they saw was killing after killing of their own kind by his hands.
Finally, they had had enough, some had broken their alliance to him and they were now out to kill him, to end his reign. They wanted to see Thane dead. Still Thane feared nothing, he waited for them to come, taunted them openly defying him, to see what would become of them if they did.
For a few weeks, nothing happened. Jazmine still felt safe in their home, no one came to fight. Until today. Jazmine had gone to sleep the night before; the house was in its usual stir of activity. She had almost started to believe herself that it was all a hoax, that the rumors and gossip were unfounded.
Suddenly, she was awoken by one of the young vampires. At first, she thought she was dreaming that the stranger in her dreams had finally caught her. The feeling of the hands seemed almost dream-like at first, until they began to shake her with a strong force. Her eyes fluttered open; fear set in seeing the vampire’s scared expression. This vampire was afraid, afraid for his life. She could hear the vampire’s words but could not comprehend what he was saying at first. It took a moment for the words to formulate into sentences in her brain.
“You need to leave! They are coming, and they mean to kill everyone,” he shouted at her.
Jazmine touched her hand to her mouth. “Did Thane send you?”
“No,” he gave her a quizzical look. “You need to go now!”
Jazmine saw the look of pure fear in this vampire's face. She knew she needed to act. But where could she go? This was Thane’s war not hers. Surely they would see she had nothing to do with his schemes, if she could only explain. The vampire must have seen the indecision she was having, because he proceeded to grab her by the arm to pull her out of her bed.
“You don’t understand. These vampires don’t care if you agree with Thane or not. You live here and they plan to destroy anyone associated with him,” he stated.
Hearing his words, sent her into motion. She knew precious seconds had already been wasted as she sat there contemplating her situation. She got out of her bed and went to grab a bag, the vampire stopping her.
“There’s no time for that,” he stated. He smacked the bag from her hands and pulled her by the elbow towards the door.
“Wait! Wait!” Jazmine screamed.
She ran to the other side of her bed and lifted the mattress up, the diary was still safely hidden there. She tucked the book into the waistband of her pants and fl
ipped her sweatshirt down to try and conceal it as best she could. Running back around the bed, she followed the vampire to the door.
The moment they looked out into the hallway, they saw people running in all directions. From the looks of it, the fight had already arrived on their doorstep. The young vampire leapt out of her room and ran down the hallway, now only concerned for himself. Jazmine shrugged her shoulders. “Figures,” she mouthed.
She decided to make a run for it, not really sure where she planned to go, but she knew she needed to get outside. She darted past vampires attacking each other all around her.
She had almost made it outside, when a strong pair of arms grabbed her around the shoulders, pulling her back in.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Thane snarled, his expression cruel.
She could feel her heart beating out of her chest, the fear rising up. She had almost made it, she could have left here and never looked back. But he would always control her, never letting her go. The realization struck her like a ton of bricks, all hope of happiness leaving her.
“I...I,” she stammered.
“You will stay here and fight,” he commanded. “This is what we have been trying to accomplish since the beginning, and now you try and turn your back on this; on me.”
He threw her back into the house. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the glimpse of another vampire coming up behind Thane. Catching him off guard, the vampire was able to grab him from behind, his teeth sinking into Thane’s neck. Jazmine saw the look of surprise in his eyes by the unexpected assault. Using this to her advantage she scrambled to try and run again. But another vampire intercepted her, wrapping her into his arms. Jazmine screamed and struggled to break free, but it was no use. The vampire’s grip was strong, and he held her in place, making her watch as the other vampire continued to suck Thane’s life from him.
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