Wildfire

THIS IS a dream. This has to be. Talia reminded herself once more as she watched the stranger walked towards her, his dark, hungry eyes never leaving hers as if she was a delectable meal he had wanted to eat for a long time now. He stopped walking when he was just a step away from her that she could almost breathe in his intoxicating scent. It had a mixture of minty and woody blend and it was messing with her senses.

The stranger’s eyes roamed around her body. She was in her nightgown but the way he looked at her made it seem like she was not wearing anything. He was looking at her as if he was branding every single part of her and she could feel her body reacting to it. She could not believe that she was getting aroused by the mere sight of him.

The stranger smiled mischievously upon seeing how her nipples hardened through the silk of her gown. She wanted to run, cover herself, or just do anything than stand there like a freaking statue. But for some reason, she could not move an inch. Instead, she remained standing in front of him and tried to look at him with the same intensity. She ran her eyes up and down his body without inhibition, thinking that she only needed to get through this dream and it would be over.

Just like the other nights that he visited her room, he was shirtless. A rush of heat filled her now throbbing core. If this was a staring contest, she knew she was so close to losing. His penetrating eyes could do wonders to her body. She wanted to evade his eyes but she couldn’t.

Because deep down, Talia wanted to see more of the stranger, more of his tanned skin, more of those thick muscles… more. She gulped when she saw his erection. The bulge in his ripped jeans was getting larger which made it impossible for her to shove away her dirty thoughts. Her hands seared with the sudden desire to come closer, unzip his jeans, and give his shaft the freedom it wanted. But she couldn’t. She mustn’t. She clenched her fists. This must be another Vampire’s trick to get inside her panties and she must not give in, not after her family’s history with them.

Talia held her breath and finally managed to turn her back away from the stranger. She didn’t know how much longer she could fight this. He was so good at this. Every night, he would come in her room to tempt her. And despite her hatred to his kind, she knew that she was so close to giving in, especially now that she could not understand what was happening in her body.

Her core kept throbbing. Her body was constantly on fire these days. Every part of her was burning. Her nipples ached as if they were itching to be touched. Lately, she felt like she was no longer the owner of her body. And she desperately wanted a way out of this burning feeling, even for a moment, even if it was inside her dream.

Tonight, there was a promising look in the stranger’s eyes, as if he was telling Talia that he would soothe the pain. Maybe it was also because of the tenderness she had seen in his eyes a couple of times before that made her want to try doing it with him tonight. He had always looked at her differently compared to the other Vampires. She could not remember how many times she had dreams about different Vampires, but she was able to successfully push away every single one of them… except him.

Except tonight.

“Why are you here again?” Talia asked in a hoarse voice. No, she could not get completely angry at him because from the beginning, she knew who she was facing. She knew that he was a Vampire. Unlike the others, he neither tried to hide his fangs nor the yellow glow in his eyes.

“Didn’t you know? Then and now, there is just one room that I wanted to sneak in. And it’s yours.”

“Leave. You are not welcome here.”

She was supposed to sound stern, but her voice sounded begging instead. He really needed to leave. Her body was acting on its own. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself if he would stay longer.

“Oh? Then let’s see about that, Talia,” he whispered, making her name sound like a prayer. Before she could even walk away, she already felt him behind her. He pressed his hardness against her ass. His hot breath was hitting her nape. He murmured her name against her ear and pulled her closer. She shivered in his touch.

“You smell divine, baby.”

Breathe, Talia, and think! She reminded herself while catching her breath. But the second his hand slipped under her night gown as he sucked her earlobe, she had lost it. She closed her eyes and tilted her head, giving him better access to her neck.

“Give in, Talia, and be mine. Don’t come to him. I can take care of you better than him. I can even provide for all of your needs better than him,” he whispered but she was not able to respond. She could not think straight, not when his other hand was busy massaging her breast as he planted wet kisses on her neck.

Her breathing became rugged when she felt his hand slid inside her underwear. She hadn’t let anyone touch her there before. Tonight was the first time and it felt… so good.

The stranger groaned when he felt how wet Talia was down there. Her knees trembled, it made her lean on his wide chest. His fingers found her clit and rubbed it, making her feel sensations she hadn’t felt before. She had never tried touching herself that’s why this was new to her and she was loving it. She was suddenly burning with so much need. And so was he. She could hear him groaning as if he was in pain.

After a while, a soft moan escaped her lips. His hands felt so good on her body. “Don’t stop…”

“I won’t if you will say it, Talia. Say you will be mine. Say it,” he commanded softly as he tugged her nipple, driving her to the edge of her wits. His fingers rubbed faster and harder. She was aching for release. She was so close to exploding when his fingers suddenly slowed down. He bit her earlobe. “I’m sorry, baby, but I won’t let you cum unless you promise to be mine. That’s the rule. Promise me first.”

This may be a dream but the Vampires had tons of tricks under their sleeves. Talia could be held responsible with whatever she say once she woke up from this. But her body was dying for “it.” She needed it. She needed him badly to forget the searing pain between her legs.

“You can’t do this to me. I need you now. Please,” she said, aware that she was almost begging.

“Oh, I do, too, baby. Hell, I have never needed a woman this much in my entire life. But I need your word first, baby. You got to give it to me first. You are finally ready for me. Don’t hold back now and give me your word.”

Talia wanted to say it and end this sweet torture. Her core twitched when she felt his fingers divulging her folds. “You are so soft and so wet, baby.”

Talia gasped. She wanted him. She wanted more of this. But at the last minute, before she could say it, the stranger mercilessly pulled out his fingers. She watched as he licked his fingers before he gave her that oh so sexy smile of his. She felt her cheeks flush because of what he did. She could not believe he just… tasted her. Seeing him do it turned her on all the more.

“You tasted as sweet as I imagined, baby.”

His eyes were still wild with lust and judging by the bulging in his pants, he was still fully aroused but he stopped midway and impatiently pulled down her night gown. It fell on the floor. He looked like he was about to say something more, but was suddenly interrupted.

His facial muscles tensed. He looked around, his eyes were now alert. “He’s here. That bastard found me. Damn it!”

“What do you mean?” Talia asked, still dazed. The need to grab him was so intense that she could hardly breathe.

“You are mine, Talia. Remember that. I don’t share,” he said instead.

Before she could even answer, the stranger disappeared…

Talia woke up sweating. She was panting as she pressed her forehead. She knew it. It was another dream… another wet dream. But it felt real. Until now, it was like she could still feel the stranger’s hands on her body. She could even swear she could still smell his masculine scent on her. But how was that possible?

Talia had been warned that she would get to experience a lot of extraordinary things the moment she turned twenty-eight but she never thought that one of those things was this. And she was not even twenty-eight yet. It was still two weeks before her birthday but she had been dreaming about the stranger for almost a month now. Although tonight was the first time that their encounter in her dream became that intense. Most of the time, no matter how much he teased her, she could still hold back.

Every time she was near to saying yes to him, she would find herself backing out, feeling like it was wrong, like she was sinning against someone else. And it was madness. Tonight was the first time that she actually begged him to do it, that she wanted to sin with him.

Oh, God… what had she become?

Talia’s face was still flushed when she turned to look at the digital clock on the bedside table. It was past two in the morning. She did not think she could go back to sleep again. She touched her throat, it suddenly felt dry. What was happening to her? Now that her birthday was just around the corner, her body was craving more and more for something… for someone. The craving was so strong that it hurt.

Talia lifted the comforter when she felt the cold breeze on her skin. But after a while, her forehead creased. Cold breeze? She quickly scanned her room. Her eyes widened when she noticed that the sliding door towards the veranda was open. She was certain that she closed it before sleeping last night.

Talia was about to stand up to close the door when she noticed something else. She was no longer wearing her night gown. And her underwear was missing. Her chest pounded. She quickly rose and turned on the switch. That was when she saw her underwear, it was on the carpet, on the exact same place where she dreamt of herself making out with the stranger.

Her underwear was ripped apart. She walked towards the life-sized mirror and examined herself. Her nipples were still hard and the center of her body was still wet. Even her frustration for not being able to cum was still there. Her neck, left ear, her breasts, and her thighs were a bit red. She was also swollen down there.

Her lips parted in disbelief. What was the meaning of this? The thing that happened earlier… was it still a dream?

Talia was confident to do all those things with the stranger because she thought it was nothing but a dream. There was no way she would do such thing in real life. But the knowledge that it was no longer a dream and someone did sneak inside her room was too much. And to think that she almost submitted herself to him.

Her whole body froze at the realization that she was almost tricked.