“Blood Bound”


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Chapter 19

   
    Shelby could only stare back at Leo.  There was just something in the way that he was watching her, something purely predatory that affected her in the most elemental of ways. It captivated her, intrigued and scared the hell out of her all at the same time.

    Tightening her hands into fists by her sides, she took a step back, unsure of what she should do.  She was trying to reign in the tumultuous feelings that were assaulting her all at once but yet there was this incredible pull that seemed to magnetize her to him.  She had never felt this imbalanced in her life.

    He beckoned and he called to her, but there was more to it than that.  So much more that she was having trouble processing it all at once.  Her body felt divided. A part of it wanting to go to him as he demanded; the more sensible part was wary of his intentions.

    She felt a hunger begin to gnaw deep in her gut and it wasn’t just a normal hunger; it was a carnal hunger that begged to be fed.  It set her insides a flame and every second that they stood there, those flames grew in intensity.  She was burning inside and she had this feeling that only one person would be able to cool her off.  Or rather one particular vampire and he just so happened to be standing in front of her.

    “Follow your instincts Shelby.”  She startled at the sound of Anissa’s whispering voice from behind her.  Glancing over her shoulder, she looked back at her with all of the uncertainty that she was feeling and pleaded for help.

    “Go,” her friend urged in return, gently giving her a small push in Leo’s direction.  “This is how it’s supposed to be.”

    “Shelby, come.” Leo said simply, pulling her attention back to him.

    She snapped her head back around and their gazes locked.  The pull between them was undeniable.  Her feet started moving on their on accord, one foot after the other, step after step. 

    In a span of seconds, she stood before him, her legs shaking with anticipation.  She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his face, she wasn’t even sure that she wanted to anymore. 

    Leo touched her cheek with the pad of his fingers, bent down to her level and angled his head in the perfect position.  He had no words to say, the time for words was long passed.  Leaning in, he closed that little space between them and took her lips in a passionate kiss.

    She was shocked by the initial sensations rioting within her.  His lips touched hers and it was like a bomb exploded inside of her.  The ground shifted underneath her feet and the air crackled to life around them; all she could smell was his distinct masculine scent of cloves and sheer domineering maleness.  It infiltrated her senses and marked her for life. 

    Leo wrapped his arms around his bride.  By her eager response to him; he knew he had her.  Their time had finally arrived and it was a long time coming.  Not bothering with extricating their mouths; he flashed them back to the beach that they had first dream walked together. 

    The smell of salt in the air jolted Shelby to a new alertness.  She pulled her mouth away from Leo’s  and blinked her eyes several times as she took in her new surroundings.

    Leo left her lips and began to pepper her jaw with butterfly kisses, warm kisses that left behind a delicious flutter in their wake.  Her feel, her taste, her scent, everything about her; drew him.  He couldn’t get enough of his bride and was fast approaching the brink of his control.

    “Where are we?”  Shelby asked in complete awe.

    “Do you recognize anything?” Leo whispered against her cool skin.  “Is it familiar?”  He continued with his own lazy exploration as she fought to hold on to the last of her senses. 

    She had surmised that they were on a beach.  She could feel the warm grains of sand underneath her bare feet and between her toes.  She  could here the monotonous sound of the waves softly crashing to the shore.  The sound of the sea gulls flapping their wings reached her ears and yes, it was all familiar to her, very familiar- but why? 

    Leo brought his mouth back to hers and took his time coaxing her lips apart.  He slipped his tongue in her mouth, inciting a sensual dance of his own, reveling in the simple pleasure that the small act gave him. 

    Then it hit her, abrupt and sudden.  Her dream.  The very intimate dream that she had of Leo and her coming together.  It was wild, it was hot and she had no doubts that now her dream was getting ready to become a very real reality. 

    She pulled her head back from him again and searched his midnight black eyes.  If it was her dream then how did Leo know about it; this place.  Did he read her mind, intrude on her privacy?  Did she even care?

    “How?” she started to speak and Leo quickly hushed her protests with the intricate skill of his mouth. 

    Their breaths mingled together as one while the kiss heated up to a whole new level.   In one felt swoop, he picked her up and went to his knees, gently laying her in the warm recesses of the sand.  “Does it matter?”  He countered, lightly grazing over her breast with the back of his hand.

   
    Did it matter?  She asked her self that very question and realized that in the grand scheme of things; it didn’t.  Leo made her feel like no one ever has.  She felt utterly feminine and powerful in her own right.  She liked the way that he kissed her and touched her body with the soft caresses that stoked the flames burning inside her.  She wanted him and she wanted him now, on this very beach.  Nothing else mattered.  “No,” she said breathlessly.  “No, it doesn’t matter.”

    Her answer earned her a sexy growl that strangely excited her even more.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her and tangled her fingers in his silken hair.  All prior thoughts as to who and what she was left her.  She was only a woman now; experiencing things that only a woman could feel. 

    Seeing his bride stretched out in the sand was almost more than Leo could take.  He was shaking inside and that was something that had never happened before.  He was a confident lover but there was just something about this woman that shook that superior confidence he prided him self on; made him feel things that he never felt before. 

    With a tentative hand, he reached up and brushed back the stray loose tendrils of hair that fell across her cheek.  “You know what’s going to happen don’t you my sweet?”

    She wriggled in the sand, wanting him to touch her, kiss her and drive her to new heights.  “Yes,” she mumbled, knowing exactly what was going to happen and wanting it all the same. 

    Leo snapped his fingers and just like that their clothes were gone.  Shelby gasped in surprise but kept her eyes locked with his.  He gave her no time to think about what was going to happen next; he wanted her to just feel.  Feel that all of this was right; that they were right for each other.

    His mouth brushed her lips while his hand played her body to a perfect tune.  He touched her in the right places with all the practice of a novice.  With his mouth, he teased her breasts into taut peaks, while driving her insane with his skillful hands.  Her inner core pulsed in such fervor that she thought she would go mad with his careful ministrations.

     Her breaths came in quick pants as she began to ride the proverbial wave of ecstasy.  She could feel something building up inside of her, something just out of reach; so close yet so far away.  “Leo,” she pleaded, wanting, needing something more.  “Please.”

    Leo came over her, his lean muscular body completely blanketing hers.  He held her gaze and in the next moment; with one swift strike, he joined them as one.

    Shelby tensed, the sharp pain of his entrance stealing the very  breath from her chest.  She felt the sting of tears threaten to spill but bravely held them back.  She expected this; she had read all the books; knew that it was inevitable and she waited for it to ebb.

    Leo stilled.  He struggled to keep him self in that position but didn’t dare move until he knew that she was ready. 

    When she looked up at him through watery eyes; more of his barriers seemed to crumble.  “I’m sorry,” he murmured against her cheek, knowing that from now on he would do what ever he had to do in order to prevent an ounce of pain to be inflicted on his bride.  “I’m so sorry.”

    Just as fast as the pain arrived, it disappeared.  She felt a warmth begin to bloom in her innermost regions and a craving start to build.  Lifting her hand she cupped his cheek, “Leo… please.”

    That was all the green light that he needed.  He began to move in a slow, erotic rhythm that carried her to paramount heights.  Time had no meaning; all she could do was feel and boy did she feel.  The moment that she crossed over that precipitous; she flew.  She flew into a cataclysmic galaxy like no other.  Her body writhed underneath his but she felt that there was still something she was missing.

    Her fangs began to elongate and her mouth was left feeling cotton dry.  His scent called to her and when she opened her eyes they zeroed in on the dark vein on his chest.

    “Do it Shelby, take what I offer you,” Leo said; his voice both raw and guttural.  He didn’t break his stride; kept his rhythm slow and steady.  “Drink my sweet.”

    She flicked out her tongue; licking over his sweat drenched skin. 

    “Now Shelby,” he growled, needing the feel of  her bite just as much as she wanted it.  “Do it!”   

    Not hesitating, she opened her mouth and sank her fangs into his chest, moaning the second that his sweet, rich blood began to fill her mouth.  It was like liquid ambrosia; going straight to her head and she drank it greedily.

    The moment that her fangs punctured his skin; Leo lost it.  He opened his mouth and his fangs distended as well.  He sank his teeth into the juncture of her neck and simultaneously spilled into her; unable to hold back the groan that rumbled from his chest. 

     The act of them drawing off of each other was the single most erotic feeling that he had ever  experienced.  Their blood flowing through each other was as intimate as two of their kind could possible get.  He drew off of her very essence and reveled in how heavenly it was.  She was like a fine wine; rich, sweet and highly intoxicating. 

     After several deep swallows he regrettably forced himself to pull away from her, not wanting to take too much from his little bride and proceeded to swipe his tongue over his bite; closing the two small holes that he made.  Their union was now wholly complete.  She was officially his for all of eternity. 

     He worked to steady himself above her and was left gulping in deep breaths while he brought him self back under control.  The only problem was that when he was with her; control seemed to be completely out of the question.

    She lifted her mouth from his chest and lapped at the tiny pin points that she had made.  When Leo was certain that she had her fill, he flipped over on his back, dragging her with him.  He settled her head on his chest and stroked the soft skin at her back. 

    She didn’t say a word, wasn’t sure that she even needed to.  All she was certain of was that something monumental had just happened between them.  Something bigger than the both of then and something that would forever change their future. 

     Anissa had said that Leo and her future together was of great importance for humanity to survive.  She told her to trust in Leo and to follow her instincts which she has done.  She also said that their future was written in the stars but only time would tell if the stars had actually gotten it right.