Strange times, Chapter 2

The bitterness of winter turns into the freshness of spring, the snow melts, as the birds rest in their nests and lovers get closer. The need to mate is strong for every species… Even vampires have the primal urge to find a mate, it’s in the blood.1

I sit in the park on a bench as I watch the couples walk passed me, holding hands, smiling flirtatiously at people who they are new to, putting on a face the other might never see again. The women are wearing the most stunning flesh revealing clothing, while the men try their hardest to stare at her face instead of her chest. It’s rather tedious if you ask me, if you want to be with someone for the way they look, it’s obvious that it isn’t going to work, but if it’s something else that you’re attracted to, then it might have a breath of a chance of surviving.2

A scent so familiar drifts into my nose and I close my eyes, it makes me melt, like snow under a heat lamp, like a woman in a warm embrace. The scent is masculine, that wolf is back and the allure is no different from our first encounter.3

I stand and walk away from that scent, I feel the urge to kill that creature I so lust after, the blood and the man who owns it. 4

The scent stalks me for blocks and my fingers curl into fists, if he doesn’t stop following me I am going to bite him again and I won’t stop till every drop of it is in my mouth, dripping down my chin, filling my stomach.5

I swallow the saliva I seemed to have producing in copious amounts and walk faster, the scent is getting closer, fuck, this is going to be an encounter I wished for his sake would never have happened again.6

“Stop.” His voice urges me to move faster, he is going to get himself killed if he doesn’t stop following me.7

A hand grabs the back of my jacket and the tables have turned, he has me up against the wall, using all my strength to keep from tearing his throat out with my teeth, I don’t have the strength to put up any defences, no protection for myself.8

“Why do you run? Three months ago, it was you who was stalking me vampire.” He growls, he has gotten stronger in the time we have been apart, taller, the warmth is still over whelming.9

“My name is Orden, not ‘Vampire’, Wolf.” I hiss and he pins my hands to the wall, his hard chest pressed to mine. No matter how rough he is getting with me, I don’t fight back, I can’t, or I will kill him, sink my fangs so deep into his throat that he’ll be choking in his own blood as I drain it from him.10

“My name is Uric, not ‘Wolf’.” He growls and I bare my fangs, his throat is too close, the pulsing of his blood makes my back arch with the anticipation, my whole body wants that blood in me so much.11

“Do you have a death wish?” I snarl and he smiles smugly.12

“I owe you something.” He whispers and I am frozen in my place, is he going to kill me? I can’t smell silver on him, so that can’t be it.13

“What?” I ask cautiously and he nudges my cheek with his nose, exposing my throat to him, I go with it because I can’t do anything else, it’s too scary.14

“This.” He says and it is seductive, strong and bold. His breath tickling my neck and I grab his jacket, to keep from attacking him. My face away from the pulse in his throat and a sharp pain comes, it makes me gasp.15

His teeth aren’t as sharp as mine but they still break my skin, he is paying me back for bitting him, I can’t find a way to blame him, the bite makes me relax, my body relaxing.16

“Don’t let go, or I’ll hurt you.” I whisper and I feel him smile against my neck, my blood trickling down my neck.17

He let’s me go and I sink my fangs deep into his throat, my body reacting like a druggy getting his first fix after many weeks, the relief, the pleasure, my eyes close as I feed. No vampire closes their eyes while they feed, it leaves them open for attack, but he tastes so good.18

“Orden, please stop.” His voice begs me from the pits of my frenzy, it sooths me, slows my feeding, the blood is intoxicating, I want all of him. 19

It’s his hand in my hair that wakes me fully, it’s like coming up out of water after breathless minutes, I let go of him, turning my face away, ashamed of letting everything in my guard drop, he could’ve killed me and I wouldn’t have noticed until I finished suckling.20

“I told you to run.” I whisper and he puts one of his hands over the bite in his throat, the other hand has my hands pinned above my head on the brick wall, the rough bricks scratching at my skin that feels ultra sensitive at this very moment.21

“I told you to stop; we both don’t listen very well, do we?” He smiles and his blood is spilling through my veins, giving me life, it is boiling hot and it makes my eyes close, it’s like going down a really big water slide, only boiling hot and more surreal.22

“Leave me before this rushing feeling goes, or I will bite you again and I will drain you.” I warn him and look at him.23

“I’m not going anywhere.” He says, deadly serious and it scares me, this pup may have grown a few inches, but it doesn’t stop me thinking that he is naïve.24

“I will kill you, wolf.” I hiss and he grabs my hair.25

“No you wont, you will stop when you feel you need to, even if you have to tear yourself from my neck.” He smiles and gazes into my eyes with his steely grey eyes, those eyes make me feel like I’m lost, I feel the urge to drain him, but I don’t want to. Jesus Christ, I’m a forty year old vampire, who can’t control his urges for a wolf who is barely eighteen, ah well; at least I don’t look forty, I look eighteen, maybe up to twenty, the vampire stole my ability to age from me, I don’t mind.26

“I’m forty years old Uric, I don’t need a pup like you around me, not when you mess me up like this.” I whisper and he laughs.27

“You aren’t the only one who is messed up Orden, and how old do I look?” He asks.28

“You look barely legal.” I answer and he laughs, it makes me frown. I do not like being mocked or laughed at.29

“I assure you Orden, I am very much legal. I’m twenty seven.” He chuckles and I am in shock, he looks so young.30

“I live well, I work hard and I get enough sleep. I don’t worry about the little things; it keeps me looking pretty young. I may not be able to live for ever Orden like you, but I can look good.” He grins cheekily and I smile.31

“You’re still only like two thirds of my age.” I say and he frowns.32

“You aren’t dating me nor fucking me vampire, aren’t I allowed to hang out with you? Let you bite me occasionally? Age has nothing to do with this.” He says and I grind my teeth together, he doesn’t get that if I can’t control my need to bite him, then I won’t be able to control my urge to fuck him.33

“No, you aren’t allowed to hang out with me, you don’t understand me.” I shake my head and he smells my hair, it makes me press forward, my eyes closing.34

“I know you lust after me something terrible, I know you use a soft rose shampoo and conditioner, it smells nice by the way, I know you use Lynx body wash, I know you’re a vampire and I know you’re very gay, for me at least.” He smiles and I wince, why can’t he just leave me alone? Why can’t we just go our separate ways? Why are his lips not on mine...? That last thought reminds me of a kid who thought he was going to get hit, but the pain never came, it makes the kid wonder why he didn’t get hit.35

“If you know I lust after you, why do you stay like some pest?” I hiss and he bites his lip, looking directly into my angry eyes.36

“You lusting after me makes me feel wanted for a change, even if it is mainly for my blood, I want to feel wanted.” He says and I frown, I can’t imagine other people not wanting him, he is similar to a beautiful peace of artwork, so beautiful that you ache to touch it, steal it from the owner.37

“You look surprised vampire.” He says and I search for the words in my head.38

“Why aren’t you wanted?” I settle for something easy and short.39

“They fear me, it’s like the aura I give off is like a bug spray for people. I’m like a bad plague that they avoid at all cost.” He says and twirls a strand of my hair between his fingers absent-mindedly, like it helps him to think.40

He runs it down his cheek and closes his eyes. It is like nothing in the world could feel any better for either of us, it is sweet and perfect.41

“You on the other hand run to me, are so attracted to my scent, that I feel like I’m a light, and you’re a moth, a pretty moth, doing anything to get at my light.” He sighs, a huge gust of wind blows that fiery mane of red hair into my face, the huge waft of his scent makes me sob with need.42

“I think like a rhinoceros to a fire is more of an appropriate analogy, you don’t understand, I lust not just for you, I lust to drain every drop of your blood, to steal your life.” I whisper and he presses closer.43

“I don’t care. I just want to be near something that wants me, even if it wants to rip my throat out while it’s fucking my arse.” He smiles and I close my eyes, my mind taking me to the place he made me think of. My body on top of him, making him beg me to stop before I sink my fangs deep into his throat, my orgasm pulsing, making me bite harder.44

I force myself out of that and burry my face into his chest, my muscles tight and my eyes clenches closed. I wish he would stop making me feel so young, so out of control… I feel so incurable of these wants.45

“Actually I want to fuck your arse before I bite you.” I mutter and he rests his chin on my chest.46

“You don’t scare me Orden; you might have the first time we met, but not now. Not now that I know what I want.” He says and I push him away.47

“What do you want? You can’t want that? No one does.” I say and he pulls me in close, his warmth instantly smothering my senses.48

“I want you to want me, I need you to need me, I’m begging you to beg me, and I don’t know how to explain it better than that Orden. I want you.” He says and my heart drops, this boy is going to get himself killed…49