Vampire Boyfriend (preview)

I have been getting a lot of requests for vampires! Well, just to let you in on the secret, the vampires are coming *wink wonk*

I wake in a sweat and my heart hammering. I’m wet between my legs and I crave a glass of water. I get up and take my water out on the porch, hoping the cold air will calm me down. I look across the way to Vsevolod’s house. It looks empty and dark but I can hear his cats trotting around on the porch and mewing. I then see a shadow rise and step forward. He walks into the moonlight and one again, his skin looks like opal and his smile is crooked and sweet.

“Can’t sleep?”

My heart won’t calm down, not from the dream, not for him. It beats wildly in my chest and rattled my bones. I stand up, moving into the moonlight. “I was having some vivid dreams so i figured some fresh air would help.” I’m drawn to him. I want to be near him, but that makes me terrified. I don’t want to go running to someone after getting out of a relationship that left me black and blue inside and out.

“Can you share your dreams?” He asks.

Oh god no, there’s no way i could tell him I was getting that best sex of my life in a dream. I feel my face burn but his smile only gets cuter. “Can I come over or…”

“Oh,” I gasp. “Sure.”

He walks over and stands at the stairs to the porch looking up at me. I smile at him, feeling excited that he was going to be so close to me. “Please, come up.”

He dips his head, looking at the stairs before he walks up and joins me on the porch. He’s so tall and beautiful, how the hell will I survive? I offer him a seat beside me on the wicker sofa.

“Can I get you anything to drink?”

His eyes linger on me for a moment before he shakes his head. “No, I’m fine.”

His cats have followed him and have started choosing their places on the porch. One weaves between my legs, rubbing himself to his heart’s content.

“Sorry about them,” he chuckles.

“It’s cute, no worries.” I lean back, looking into his eyes. I feel that need from my dream spark back. The dream feels more like a memory. The passion and love I felt, the need to be with whatever it was in my dream. Their love for me was real and burning, I could hear in their voice. The desperation to be with me. I wanted it to be real.

“Are you moving in?” His voice knocks me from my wandering mind. 

I nod and look down into my water. “Yeah. Alexandria insisted. She didn’t want me to end up back there-” I hesitated. I didn’t mean to divulge too much.

He furrows his brow. “Back there?” His black hair falls off his shoulder like a dark waterfall. I want to run my fingers through it but I hold that desire back.

I bite my lip. “Just uhm...I was in a bad place.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” he murmurs. 

I sigh, feeling safe with him. It was hard for me to feel safe with anyone. I didn’t know this man and yet I wanted to hold him and for him to hold me. I wanted to know his taste and how his skin felt pressed to mine. 

I tell myself I’m still feeding off the carnal passion of my dream and I need to stop.

“It makes sense. I was wondering why you seemed so sad in the park.” He reaches out, longer fingers touch my cheek and brush my hair from my face. “So tired.”