Afterlife (Afterlife Saga)

by Stephanie Hudson

  “Please talk to me...what did I say?” He said with panic in his voice and I let out an evil laugh one that didn't sound right coming from me.

  “So all this time that was the reason. I was just one big high for you to suck the life from! Oh look, here comes a girl that's broken, let’s see how much I can mess with her and feed from her emotions! I bet an attempted suicide was a big turn on!” I couldn't help my reaction, I pounded my fist down on his stone chest and I hit him and kept hitting him until my fists were red. And he let me until I had gotten it all out. “HOW COULD YOU? How could you?” I screamed in his hard face until it was his turn to take over. He grabbed my arms and shook me until I regained control.

  “KEIRA, listen to me...LISTEN! I can't feed from you. It's impossible! No-one can...it's not been allowed...you’re the chosen one!!” He shouted back at me and before I realised it, his arms were around me and I was being taken back into his room by force, where he was to make me understand...

  The only way he knew how.

  Chapter 39 – Something different.

  “GET OFF ME!” I screamed but it was no good, he had my body in his iron hold, his arms locking around me with an incredible force. I was like a frightened bird squirming to get free. His face looked both calm and controlled but I knew that was soon to change. My hair hung wet around my face and my clothes clung to my skin. I had only been out there a moment but it was long enough for me to get soaked.

  He finally put me down up against one of the huge bedposts at the end of the bed. I was stood on the second step and he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head with both his hands. His face was level with mine and he leant his body into me, making my pulse quicken with both anger and the hunger I still felt for his touch. He was wet too and water dripped down from his black hair onto his face. His hair came forward making his features look all that more terrifying, his black eyes twitched with hints of purple as the demon inside was screaming through. But at the same time something else burned inside me and I couldn't stop it…I wanted him!

  “LET ME GO!” I screamed again and his hands only held me tighter.

  “NO!” He shouted back and I knew I was his to do with as he pleased. There was a light tap at the door and this didn't go down well with Draven as he wanted me to himself.

  “LEAVE US! We are NOT to be disturbed!!” His voice boomed out and it truly scared me as it was not a command to be reckoned with. His hard eyes looked back at me.

  “Why do you refuse to trust me, after everything I have done, you still think I want to hurt you?” He moved one hand away but when I tried to take my chance and move, he just held both my wrists with one large strong hand.

  “Because it is nothing but lies, everything you have said is just one big lie to get what you want!” I couldn't contain my anger, I had to get it out, it had to be freed.

  “If I wanted you purely to feed off, as you so wrongly think, why would I have waited so long? I would have taken you there and then!” His free hand was gripping onto the wooden post near my side. His breathing became as heavy as mine.

  “Maybe you just enjoy playing the game!” I said to be cruel. Why was I pushing him and most of all why was I enjoying it? What I said hit home as he hit the post with anger and the bed shook under me as he shouted,

  “Tanrı ve Devils el sizin tarafınızdan aptal kız vardır!” At me in fury. (Turkish)

  “Speak English!” I shouted back hating it when he did that!

  “I said by God and the Devil’s hands you are a foolish girl!”

  “You’re right I am a fool... for trusting that you could ever just have wanted me, for just me.” Again this hit him hard but he reacted differently this time. He shook his head at me and his free hand went to my waist that was now exposed from having my hands still held above my head. As soon as his skin came in contact with mine it sent fiery impulses up my side making me feel weak.

  “You think that I would have gone to all this trouble just for a good meal, there are sadder cases than yours Keira but none that would ever have touched me in the same way. The only reason you are here is because I want you...no, no, not just want, but need you and I know you feel the same.” His hand moved further up with his words.

  “No I don't!” I shouted but the words were a lie and he knew it too. He gave me an evil grin under his dripping wet hair and his black, deep-set eyes were burning into mine. He leaned his head closer to my face holding it there. His hand circled round down to my thigh and it moved inwards slightly making my body thrust against his with want. His lips were so close I could almost taste him.

  “I know you do and I will prove it.” He lips whispered over mine but he still wouldn't kiss me and I was going crazy inside knowing that if he didn't put his lips to mine soon I would scream out. I wanted him like never before and if he didn't take me soon I would be proving him right. Then he made it worse, he lifted my leg up so he could get closer to my body and in that position I could feel his need pressing into me.

  This was more than I could bear and I caved in to the power he had over me. I crushed my lips to his and they parted letting me in. There the taste was an unbelievable high. It must have had the same effect for him as he dropped his hold on me taking my body in his arms as the kiss intensified. I was losing my battle against why I was so angry. But I wanted to remain in control, I wanted to be heard and know the real reason for me being here. He had called me the chosen one outside, what did it all mean? The questions that floated around my mind brought me back down from my high and I found I could concentrate once again. As soon as he broke away from the kiss and said,

  “See I told you.” He broke the spell. My anger doubled and I couldn't help what came next as if some of his rage had flowed into me making me strong.

  “How dare you!” I shouted and then slapped him across the face. I was so angry that he was right, I hadn't been strong enough to say no...Well that was about to change! He looked shocked for only a moment and then he gave me another grin as if he enjoyed my reaction. I walked away from him passing the bed when he grabbed hold of my arm and pulled my roughly back to him.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” He said as I was back in his arms again, where I was going to stay no matter what! He kissed me furiously like he had never kissed me before and my body went like putty under this new aggressive passion. That was it! My logic vanished along with my will. I was his for the taking and my hands wrapped around his neck proving it. His hands found my cheeks below and lifted me up to his groin, wrapping my legs around his waist locking them at his back. I don't know how but my hair was loose again flowing down in wet waves and his fingers ran up through them until his hand found my neck. His other hand was up my back sending sparks of cold and hot flashes up and down my spine making the room spin.

  There was no more being gentle and he threw me on the bed proving this. My heart raced at the unexpected, making me even more excited at this new side of Draven I had never seen before. He flipped me over so I was lying on my front as his hands explored my back. I heard him remove what must have been his clothes as the next time he touched me I was sure he was naked.

  My clothes were irritating him as he couldn't get to my skin freely with them in the way. That's when I heard a ripping sound as he wasn't patient enough to remove them the conventional way as he had done with his own. He had torn them apart as if they had been made of paper, proving his strength. I jumped at the sounds of my clothes been ripped away from me and grabbed for the sheets just for something to keep hold of while I was being manhandled in the most blissful way.

  My back was now naked and his fingers took on a softer role as they traced from the top of my neck down to the base of my spine. My body arched up at the energy that he created inside me and when I did this, his hands grabbed me from underneath twisting me back upright to face him. He removed the remaining strips of material that were covering me and threw them away like rags. His eyes grew wide and hungry for my exposed skin, as if he needed
to taste it, which is exactly what he did.

  He leaned down and bit my sides softly but enough for the pain to be turned into pleasure. He worked his way up over my breasts tasting and torturing each nipple until I nearly came apart beneath him. He looked up at me with a heavy purple gaze before continuing on round to my neck making me groan under each bite. I placed my hands on his back and couldn't help but rake down my nails digging into his skin and he too groaned in response.

  My jeans were all that remained and these would be a problem for what he wanted to do next. He gripped me roughly by the denim on the waist line and pulled me up to his groin, suspending me and creating a space underneath me, so that with his other hand he could pull the jeans, ripping them away from my thighs and making the material separate all the way down the seams. Now I was as naked as he.

  I couldn't tear my eyes away from him as he reminded me of some demonic wild beast and I was his victim that he wanted to devour. And I let him. I let him have me, giving myself gladly to his needs as they were also my own. He was kneeling over me, looking down at me, helpless under his domination. He tightened his hands around my arms and pulled me up to him wrapping my legs once more around his waist. He sat back off his knees and lifted me up slightly so that he could enter me.

  I screamed out as soon as he did but he fought my body's reaction, restraining me back to him, pulling me down at the shoulders. Once again his size shocked me and made it hard to take as I let out more screams of intensity. The pleasure evolved inside me, getting stronger with every move he made. I could feel his muscles clench at his own pleasure and I in turn let out moans of uncontrollable rapture. I don't know how long we were locked together in this unbreakable bond as, like last night, my mind was consumed with the ecstasy that I felt. I could only feel but I couldn't think. My brain wouldn't let me.

  Draven's hands were everywhere. Controlling my every move. He would hold me in the tightest embrace like he never wanted to let me go and then the next minute he would hold me at arm’s length just to look at me in amazement. All the while pounding into me with such power, making me feel like he possessed every inch of me. I didn't know how my body survived the onslaught as my mind was finding hard keeping sane.

  I felt him move his impressive grip down from my breasts to my hips in an almost bruising hold before I felt myself being moved. I had my eyes closed the whole time but when I finally did open my eyes I was again lying on my front. He had his hands around me holding me tightly in an embrace. Once again I couldn't control what I needed to happen after what felt like an eternity of maddening ecstasy. His hand found the front of my neck and used it to turn my head upwards. I could feel his strong jaw against my face and he placed his lips at my ear.

  “Tell me what you want Keira!” He said in a commanding tone. I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip not wanting to speak. So he reacted by multiplying the feeling inside me and my body tensed under his weight, as he thrust harder inside me.

  “Is this was you want?” He whispered and I could feel the mischievous grin behind his words. When I still didn't answer he did the same thing only making it last longer, then cutting it off abruptly at the last second making me scream. He was toying with me to get me to obey him.

  “Keira, I can keep doing this until you speak to me.” He warned and I knew my body couldn't take it any more so I gave in to his unusual demand.

  “Yes!” The answer escaped my lips barely making a sound.

  “Good girl” He said as he had the answer he wanted and he showed me his gratitude by making my body erupt screaming out, along with his and once again he fought against me holding me down until I calmed. This took time, as it didn't stop until he knew my body couldn't take any more and I was pleading with him out loud. I went to bury my head again but he wouldn't let me.

  “No you don't, I want to see the pleasure in your face.” He said firmly holding my face up, but I couldn't open my eyes. I went to bite down again on my lip but he stopped me by placing his thumb in the way of my mouth as I probably would have bit through it. And then it was all over as I again let out a scream to finalize it. My muscles collapsed into his arms that still held me. He lowered me down gently letting my head roll into the covers as I hid my shame. He waited patiently for my body to regain control and my breathing to calm. All I wanted to do was sleep and the feel of him stroking the back of my hair was making it worse. I followed the rhythm, back and forth, and he kissed the top of my head saying.

  “Sleep Keira,” he whispered gently after easing out of my used body. But this I wanted to fight against, so I opened my eyes without looking at him. My skin was sticky from sweat and my cheeks burned from my screaming. He again covered me with the silk covers cooling me down. I was still on my side, my face remaining out of his sight. His hand stroked down my shoulder and my arm. His skin was now icy cold making my skin react.

  “You need rest.... my love.” I knew he was right as I was exhausted but my stubborn nature came through. Also did he just call me...my love? My inner-self was screaming out with glee but my exterior remained calm. A term of endearment that was all. I kept repeating this over and over.

  “I don't want to sleep.” I said timidly and he let out a small laugh.

  “Your body is not used to all it has endured, you need time to adjust.” He said back to a soft velvet voice. I turned to face him as I couldn't hide from him any longer. He was smiling, all traces of the beast gone.

  “I'm fine, but that was...well...different.” I said putting it diplomatically.

  “I think they call it make up sex, Keira” He smirked at me.

  “Does this mean we get to argue every day?” I said joking and I stretched out like a cat after along sleep. He laughed again filling the room with the sound I was quickly becoming addicted to.

  “If you would prefer.”

  “And you, how…how would you prefer it?” I asked intrigued but also embarrassed.

  “Keira, I would take you any way I can, but I would never want to hurt you...I know what my limits are.” He said and I took his words seriously having tasted his strength only on a minute scale.

  “I do, however, apologise for your clothes. Maybe getting me roused up like that would be better for when you are already naked.” I laughed looking down at my once normal clothes now torn to shreds.

  “It was worth it....I am sorry for hitting you.” I said sheepishly looking down and feeling guilty that I had been so worked up. He lifted my chin to see his wide grin.

  “Keira, you have been the only one ever to be allowed to do that and if you so choose you could chain me up and beat me. I can imagine coming from you I would enjoy it immensely.” His grin changed into a cheeky smile and I hit him lightly on the arm, teasing him.

  “Oh and you think I have a temper...you were down right terrifying!” He teased back. I frowned but it wasn't quite so effective when a yawn followed it.

  “Come on now, you are tired, try and get some sleep.”

  “I said I'm fine but there is one thing...I'm kind of starving.” I said and just then my stomach proved it by rumbling.

  “Of course, I am sorry I forget that you need more food, especially after...well such a physical work out.”

  “Is that what you call it?” I teased again but he replied by kissing me gently. When he pulled his face away he looked more serious and I was instantly worried.

  “Keira, you can't do that to me again, you have to start trusting me no matter what your own insecurities tell you. You must listen to me and know that from now on what I say is the truth.” He said and I felt ashamed with my behaviour, no matter how amazing the outcome had been. I think this had been enough to prove to me that I was here because he wanted me to be, because he really did care about me. After all, like he had said there were sadder cases out there, if he was purely doing this to feed off me than why me, why not someone even more messed up. I didn't say anything but I nodded in agreement.

  He was getting up to leave when I stopped hi
m.

  “Where are you going?” I said sounding hurt that he was leaving me and shamefully feeling a little needy.

  “To get you some food before you collapse, you need to get your blood sugar level up so that you won't feel so weak.” He said and once again by the time it took me to turn away and back again he was fully clothed in a fresh long sleeved t-shirt and jeans.

  “How do you do that?” I asked shaking my head at him.

  “Keira, there are lots of things I can do, being very fast is only one of them.” And to prove this he was back next to me holding out the bowl of fruit for me to choose. I hadn't even seen his body move, he was that fast. I picked a lush green apple out of the bowl and took a bite. He watched me, his deep eyes followed every move I made, making me feel nervous.

  “What?” I asked

  “I love watching you eat...it makes me want you all over again.” He said catching the juice that over flowed from my lips, he moved my hand that held the apple away from my mouth and kissed the side tasting the juice for himself. I shuddered feeling the sensations all the way down to my toes.

  “Mmm it tastes better off your skin,” he said making me blush.

  “Umm... I need to do something.” I said knowing what I was going to have to ask him, adding to the embarrassment I already felt. He nodded for me to carry on with my question.

  “I need some clothes, I have to do the whole girl thing.” And I pointed to the bathroom.

  “Ah, well be my guest, it's not like I haven't studied every inch of you already and there is nothing you need to hide.” He was smiling knowing this was most definitely something I wouldn't do. Before I answered he got up and was back again with a long, red silk kimono over his arm. He passed it to me saying,

  “I will give you a moment alone.” Like a perfect gentleman. I slipped it on as soon as I was alone and went over to get a fresh set of clothes wondering if they would last until the night...part of me hoped not!. Once I had used the bathroom and made myself respectable again I walked back out into the room, disappointed to find it still empty. I picked up some more fruit and poured myself some water.