Chapter 5: She Knows

Katherine’s POV

I woke up breathing heavily. My chest was pounding fast and my heartbeat was erratic. Turning my head to the side, I saw the time. It was only 1 in the morning, I gasped. It had been several weeks since that incident happened. The previous nights after that were somehow peaceful and I had a good sleep. But it wasn’t the case anymore. Waking up in the middle of the night was one of the signs that something ‘horrible’ was about to happen again.

It was another dream… all about him. That man who barged in my room a few weeks ago at the same hours of the night. My body trembled in fear when the wind blew the curtains again. The midnight breeze entered my room and at the same time, the man of mystery whose middle name was terror came in. He was there, just standing quietly. His silhouette was blocking the moonlight which gave me a shudder. I stayed still, not moving an inch. I pursed my lips as he walked towards me, his steps were slow yet heavy.

“I missed you,” he whispered in my ear when she sat on my bed next to me, hovering over my face as I laid down with my eyes shut. He drew his face closer to mine and I had to hold in my breath to not alert him that I was long awake. It was when he kissed me that I regretted pretending to be asleep.

‘It’s him,’ I thought. My guess was right. He was the man that night and for some reason, his presence was too much for me. Fear crept into my system as he moved his lips against mine, tasting each corner as he forced his tongue inside. What’s worst, my body refused to move when I tried to get off from his hold. He let go of me as he had something else in his mind. I closed my eyes tightly as he started to remove my clothes. His hand gently caressed my face, but I fought back the urge to look at him.

“Don’t cry. It won’t change anything,” he said before kissing me again. It was bolder than before. The kiss was rough and painful but surprisingly, I kissed him back with almost the same intensity.

It wasn’t right or something I wanted to do but my body moved on its own. Just like when I first encounter him, it felt like he was controlling my body. I couldn’t do what I want at all. Even my reflexes could do nothing against the powerful force pulling the invisible strings tied on me. His kisses went down to my neck and that’s when he stopped.

And when I thought everything was over, I suddenly gasped when he started sucking on my skin.

Kil's POV

I missed her so bad. Her addicting scent! Her sweet blood! Her body to die for! Everything about this woman, I longed for it. I had been standing on her balcony for a while, watching her sleep from afar while thinking of so many things I want to do with her once she woke up. My brow automatically raised when I noticed her move. She was awake, finally!

“I missed you,” I whispered to her ears as I sat next to her. Her pretty face which I could see clearly in the dark drove me insane. In no time, I drew my face closer to hers as my lips were aiming for its target. The softness of her lips was incredible, it sucked me in and I thrust my tongue inside to discover more wonders beyond those supple brims.

A smirked when she tried her hardest to pretend that she’s asleep. I was already well aware that she was not but it didn’t mean I wouldn’t play along with her act. I reached out for the strap of her nightdress and pulled it off from her shoulders and tugged it down, revealing her bouncy breast. Ah, she wasn’t wearing a bra and it was quite exciting.

She started to tear up. “Don’t cry. It won’t change anything,” I told her as I undressed too.

My lips molded hers, hard as I moved my face down her neck. I stopped for a while and stared at her face, she was still closing her eyes. I sucked her skin, leaving marks on her neck before heading down to her bouncy mountains. I caressed her face while nipping her nipples as my hands went down there… to her sacred cave. Her lacy underwear wasn’t as durable as it should be and it didn’t take me a second to rip it off, throwing it somewhere in the room. I scanned her womanhood with the tip of my fingers, drawing circles on it and rubbing the side of her clit.

She moaned and it sounded so great. I kept on prepping her while kissing each part of her body. She was still closing her eyes which made me feel a little upset.

‘Does she hate me this much that she can’t even spare a glance?’ I asked myself.

I pinned down both of her hands and positioned myself. I gently kissed her and did my thing.

She gasped and so did I. My eyes widened in shock after realizing something: She was still a fucking virgin! I stopped. I never expected her to be pure. I never did it with anyone like her before.

“Move,” she mumbled. What she said brought me back to my senses. I bet it wouldn’t be that bad to keep on since she gave her permission. I began pounded my thing inside her. Damn! Am I surprised when her muscles contracted, squishing my entire length in? Hell, I am. I sucked in my breath and joined our lips for a kiss. She held me tightly on my hands while I kept her lips busy. Tears streamed down her face while keeping her eyes shut.

“Look at me,” I ordered. It took her a few seconds before she obeyed me. Her eyes were glistering in tears and were still a turn on. We stared at each other as I pushed and pulled my hardened stick in her. It was a blissful moment that I never want to end if possible. 

My wishful thinking was disrupted when my fangs started to appear and just like before, she made me gone insane. I punctured my fangs on her neck without slowing down my other activity.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed in both pain and pleasure.

A few seconds later, I reached my climax. I unloaded my seeds inside her, filling her womb with my juices. She fainted after that. I wiped the traces of blood on her skin and was surprised when there was no wound left. There should be two tiny holes as I pierced my fangs through but there was nothing. ‘Oh, how is that possible?’

Wondering why there were no marks left, I gathered my clothes and put them on. After I was done with myself, I dressed her up as well. I didn’t want to leave any sign of my existence and hopefully, she would think it was just a dream but that dream would be unbelievable if she found herself naked in the morning. I tucked her under the blanket and fixed her hair. The corner of my lips quirked up as I watched her pretty face. Her tears had dried up and she looked better when she wasn’t crying.

“I still don’t know your name,” I mumbled as I stood up, ready to leave. “Maybe I’ll tell you my name the next time we meet again.” I shook my head, I doubt there would be the next time though. I already got was I want, her body and blood.

“Kil,” she muttered out of nowhere. I froze hearing what she said. Did she know me after all?