From somewhere close, the deep complains about the stupidity of a female named Agatha hit me.
I knew someone called Agatha, in fact, I had the same name.

"Open those eyes right now!" An order buzzed near my left ear. It wasn't as angry and furious as his voice had been over the past what? Weeks? I'd lost count of how long I'd been kidnapped by William. I didn't care. Strangely, I wished the situation would go on forever and nobody would dare save me.

"Agatha! Open, those, eyes!"

I did, and felt a wave of relief wash over me. He was alive, and much stronger than the last time I'd seen him.
"Heeey!" I slurred grinning.
"Don't 'hey' me you piece of trouble. Do you have a brain in that head? If it's there, how tiny is it?"
I frowned.
"A thank you would be eno-"
"Thank you?"

"Welcome Willy Bear."

A disgusted face dawned on him as he withdrew to stand mightily against the bed.
"You're sick in the head you hear? Sick, sick. So sick that you need a therapist or some good blows to kick you back to senses."

"I'm sure that'd kill me," murmured avoiding his possibly harsh glare.
"Shut up and listen to me! What you did, was beyond insane. It was the most stupidest thing to ever witness... You must have lose wires in your head."

I dared to look up to Will's face.
"I was saving you. That was not stupid."

"Ha!" He snorted throwing fists in the air turning away from me.
"You're just impossible!"
"I'm only caring. Pardon me if its a sin liking someone!" I breathed annoyed, looking to the other side of the room where he wasn't visible.
For a few minutes, nobody spoke. And the silence became so uncomfortable.

There was so much I wanted to ask him. Had he recovered his memories? Why was he mad for me saving him?
"You could have died!" A low voice struck me...
The edge of the bed sunk to a bigger weight. "You're lucky I recovered before I drained half your blood... Even if I don't remember you as you might wish me to, I don't deserve that kind of sacrifice... Why didn't you escape? You had the perfect cha-"
"I have no reason to." I cut in.

We tilted our heads to each other at the same time, and locked our gazes.
Paying zero attention to the weakness in me, I sat up, never breaking his eyes.
"Somehow, I feel you won't harm me as much as that demon in you wishes to kill me. We'll always have a connection Will. We're the last trilings."

His forehead creased.
"Tri-ling?"

"Yes Will. Your father was a Nataline, your mom human, and you were added some blood from the Undeads. My father was an undead, my mom a Nataline, and I was born to a human surrogate. There's only two of us."
He inhaled reaching out an open palm to me. "I believe your blood has infected me with goodness, but, thank you."
I slid my hand, and we shook in agreement.
"But never repeat such an idiotic action. Not even for your soulmate. I'm sure he wouldn't wish to be left alone."

I chuckled withdrawing.
"Funny, you are the one threatening to kill me."
Will smirked stupidly.
"Still will if you don't tell. But maybe, not painfully as I had planned. And I hate myself for saying that aloud."

I laughed running a hand through my short hairs.

"So, now what?"

"Now you eat and regain your blood cause I have no intention torturing a body with little blood. As much as I have the upper hand, I always give my prey a fair chance." Said, side grinning at me.
We stared at each other for a minute, then I was moving to him.
Cautiously, I slipped on his lap, straddling him.

A slight throat groan escaped Will... "I'm still in control here you know?"
I giggled snaking arms at his neck and making myself comfortable.
"And I'm still your victim, haven't forgotten. But doesn't mean we can't have, fun, hm?"
An evil smirk surfaced on him, as his hands slithered at my waist and rested on my bottom possessively.
"Honey, you can't handle my kind of fun. So just stick to your level." Will stated teasingly.
Wriggling my butt in his hands, I bit my lower lip and moved my head to his. He didn't push me off, nor avoid my lips as they brushed over his.

"I'm not a good girl Willy." Whispered kissing him lightly.
"So what do you say we get dirty for old times sake, hm? I've never wanted any man as much as I want to have you...Will."
A bottled groan came out as a moan of pleasure as I cooed his name.
For a minute, I withdrew to study his face. I wasn't the least disappointed, it was full of lust, need, crave, as I wanted it to be.
His dark eyes, like two magnets drawing mine inside, as if he'd open up his mind and let me read it.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're trying to get something out of me with this teasing? You've already made me horny as a teenager, and I'm sure you can feel it down there. What's the catch?"
Ooh, he looked so cute trying to play victim. Why was he so damn weakening whenever his black eyes were involved?
I liked him, very much.

"You're the only catch love. I've waited for you for three fucking years. You left without a goodbye. You ruined me with your absence when I needed you over the war..."
He frowned, though his hands on my bottom didn't share the same moment. They were busy circling and giving light gropes to the soft masses.
"Why did you wait for me?"

The look in his eyes was one to die for. As if there were traces of emotions, and he was trying to be open to them.
I slid a hand along his hard jaw, caressed the skin there as if I owned it.
"I don't know. Maybe this redhead actually had feelings for the jerk called William Denver."

That made him chuckle. And I was glad the mood was light and easy again... "I have one question though!"
"Anything, ask."

Will hesitated, then opened his lips. "Was I good to you?"
My brow raised in amusement.
"Why, would you ask that?"

His shoulders shook to his laughter. "It doesn't strike me I was ever a good guy even back then. It's just,not really in me."
I cupped his face with my hands, and shifted my hips to let my weight fully on Will's crotch. There was a musical groan, which I smiled to taking care of his lips. Kiss by kiss, we lost ourselves to each other. Our hands went wild on each other, touching and squeezing and loving.

It felt like my first make out with Will, which was purely from two willingly parties.

He gave a sweet groan whenever I cooed his name, or dug fingers on his skin harshly.
I wasn't dumb either, purred like a kitten as his hands slid under the hem of the hood, coming in full contact with my backside, my back, and my chest.
I didn't stop him, didn't have the energy to. Just drowned in the passion he offered, and begged for more.

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I pushed off his T-shirt, the hood I'd worn had long been rid of.
The match of skin to skin was overwhelming, toxifying, mind blowing.
I sent hands roaming over every inch of his muscly chest, arms, and back... The excitement burning through me was hotter than lava. It made me tick like a bomb, ready to explode anytime.

Everything was going so well, the neck kisses, the groping, the moans... Will slowly turned around with me on him. Pressing my bare back on the cold sheets, I groaned sillily. Yet he just smiled, before resting his weight on me.
I was close, so close to getting what I wanted. When he suddenly stopped.

"Wha-what's wrong?"

He exhaled, his eyes boring through me. His jaw clenched.
"I can't. I can't do this."

My hands loosened from his neck, feeling cut through in the inside. "Is it because of Alex? Are you so in love with her that you can't let me have-"
"Not her!" Will growled peeling himself off of me.
He stood, his close to seven feet body diminishing me on the bed.

Running a hand through his ebony hair, I searched for clues for the change of heart.

"I'm not what or who you think I am. I don't want you to have a beast of an animal be your first man. It's not right. Not even to my killer senses... If we make love Agatha, that's it, no going back, no retreating. I'll have broken you before you find the perfect man to offer yourself to... Then one day you'll regret your choice and blame yourself for all this. Don't te-"
"William!" I yelled pushing my weak body out of the bed to face him.

It was a bit awkward, really, I had nothing to say to him with me all naked, and him shirtless.
It was a bit for a girl to overcome without throwing herself over the guy.

"I don't care! I don't give a fuck what happens with me when you're around. I've waited for so damn long... If I wanted to just give myself up, I'd have done it long ago to Harry. Now shut up-" I grabbed his belt harshly "-and make me feel like a woman!"

The anger seething the dark eyes seemed to vanish, as awe replaced it... I could have laughed if I wasn't feeling in the mood to slap him for trying to put me off so quickly.
"You'll be sorry for this!" Will bellowed grabbing me by the hair at the back of my head.

Before I could construct an insult, his lips claimed mine, his hands took control of me.
It happened so quickly. One second we were kissing like two kids on their first date, then we were on the satin sheets with naked... I hadn't even seen his kick off his pants and boxers, just felt what I wanted between my legs.
It was alive alright, could almost feel it pulsing if mown center wasn't such a mess.

Will's mouth was like a pot of fire, burning me wherever he kissed, wherever he touched.
My skin was awake to the manly hands roaming over it.
But what peeked my interest was the unused member that was in contact with my opening.
More than ever, I wanted to feel a man inside. To feel what other girls felt when they had a full-grown rod filling them up. Buried deep to wherever length it'd go... I'd seen Will's, it'd sure dig deep to my core.

As his lips joined mine, he whispered a lot of things.
"You still have a...choice... Just say the, word...and I'll...leave."
I wound my legs firmly at his waist, hands at his neck.
"Do it, or I'll shove it in me!"

A low chuckle fell on my ears. Then it was time.
I felt it, boneless yet rock hard, it's what made him a man. And it was penetrating me. A sweet imaginary hand was caressing my insides as Will pushed further in.
Why was he so slow?

"Do it Will. I might explode from all this heat," I groaned thrusting my face to the ceiling.
"Patience my kitty... It will be a little painful. I'll stop if you want to."

I was crying already,he was holding back way too much from me with his sluggish pace.
"I don't, care. Do it!"
He pressed his face on my neck, his hands held my waist, and I felt his release more of his weight, and felt him move some more in my womanhood.
I was tinkly all over, hot, and wet in the passage he was using.

Once, I heard Will moan about my tightness, but was too lost in what I was experiencing to mind his grunts.
Bit by bit, I consumed him as I opened up more to accommodate his size.
Then came the slashing pain as Will gave a small thrust.
I flinched, and his entire body tensed. Laughing in his ear, "Relax big guy. I'm okay. Now let's get to the good part, hm?"

I could have sworn he laughed gripping my waist even tightly.
With the pain long gone, I was welcomed to a world of pure pleasure. A world of giving and taking. A world only known to two people with their bodies grinding against each other with bare flesh.
Will didn't hold back anymore, he went as far as he could. Demanded, and also offered.

My thoughts had been lost in the void of sheer happiness. Never knew it'd make me so alive and attached. Make me want to spend every second like that, only with him.
I had never heard myself moan so much, and of one name, one male. We weren't loud, but definitely screaming inside our heads as the pleasure picked a new rhythm to Will's increasing speed.

I had never had an orgasm, but I could feel that tingly feeling all over my body.
Will groaned like the beast he was, his hands crucifying my arms sexily.

"Open...your, eyes!" He roared. "Let's jump together, Agatha."
I obeyed, saw the sweat covering his temples and chest. Lord! He was so hot even when my own body was about to go boom!
"I'm almost," he announced.

Then it hit my mind, we were having unprotected sex, and I could damn well get pregnant.
"Will I-" my scream was broke by the endless groan of the male as he collapsed on me. My own body gave in,it started shaking.
And for a good three minutes, we just laid there, him on top of me.

My heartbeats started slowing.

He had poured his seed deep within me. All I could hope was that it'd not produce a baby in me.
What's the harm? You like him, you offered yourself to him!

That's the problem, he doesn't love me, or even like... No, no, no. I can't get pregnant.

Wasssssuuuuup.... 😘😘😘
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Let's all put our hands together and pray that she doesn't get pregnant. Cause that will be shitty considering he kidnapped her and Athaga might as well as behead him if he lays hands on him.

Sorry to announce, but I'm almost coming to the climax of this book.
But,don't worry, book (2) of it will follow as soon as I say -FIN- to this one...

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All parts from 25 are not edited. Pardon the little errors...