Be Careful When You Bite Me novel Chapter 10

Nervously, I nodded.

"What do you think happens to foreigners whom we cannot find a witch for?" he began his stride back to the door.

"Wait!"

He paused before turning back and the look on his mind made me hesitant.

"If I let you do this," I began," If I let you bite me-, the venom."

"Come on," within half a second he was at my face again, fingers trailing down my lips," I wouldn't leave any, I'm not an amateur."

"Why would the witch help me, why would she do you any favors."

His eyes darkened the slightest and he said,"She does anything if I ask."

Confused, I decided not to press, instead, I said," Okay."

His eyes lit up in excitement, "Okay?"

I nodded, my gaze falling down to the floor.

Was this the right decision? Am I making a mistake? He's playing me.

I shrugged the thoughts of fear away and decided that I was desperate enough to do this. He moved my hair and tilted my head to the side away from him, revealing access to my neck. His lips neared and I could feel his fangs extending and rubbing my skin gently.

"You smell good," he moaned against my skin. I felt new shivers line every part of my skin.

I shut my eyes tight and dug my fingernails into my palms. I felt the slight sting of his fangs enter my neck and it wasn't long before my vision began to blur. He sucked on my skin soft enough to ease the burning sensation of his teeth. I got lost in the feeling of being drained and soon enough the bite became almost pleasurable. I let out a sigh that was almost half moan and felt my knees weakening. Almost like he read my mind, Xavier's hand's grabbed my hips at either side tightly holding me up, sinking even deeper into my neck. His fingers trailed down the side of my body and I shivered in delight.

I could feel his lips on my neck, lifting in a smile. His tongue traced a pattern on my skin and I let out a soft moan. He pulled his fangs out and began to trail a line of kisses down my neck that sent me into a frenzy. I wanted to both escape his embrace and melt into his arms.

In the night, seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. I watched the sunrise, not having been able to catch a good night's rest. Lingering on my mind was the thought; where was Damon taking me and where?

The regular routine of a maid barging into my room to drop off my food and completely ignoring my existence replayed every couple of hours and I refused to leave my room. I was scared and unprepared for what's out there. I thought of Xavier's magical bite and almost laughed at how stupid I had been to let him have my blood.

I wonder if he tricked me or if he had been serious about the witch, and if so, how long?

I watched my reflection in the window and saw that the new scar was just a little bigger than the one Isabelle gave me. I shivered when I remembered his fingers trailing down my sides and his soft gentle kisses on my neck. How could he be so evil, so...cold but so luring. Everything about his touch was inviting and I was almost disgusted by how badly I wanted him to bite me again. I fixed my shirt to hide the scar.

I thought about my parents and friends and wondered if they were panicking yet. I thought of Jake, my ex, who was the reason I drove out of town in the first place. Had he not cheated and tore me to shreds I would have never felt the need to escape. I wondered what day it was and realized that I was losing track. I walked to the dresser beside my bed and opened the cellphone that had no more minutes.

I can't believe I wasted my phone call.

The time and date were October 16th, 2020, 6:34 pm.

In just a couple of days I was expected back at school. I wondered when I'd actually be back, what would my excuse be. I heard a knock at my door and stood up surprised because no one knocked. I felt sudden excitement that it could be Xavier and the witch.

"Come in," I let out and walked in Damon. He never failed to stop my breathing with how handsome he was. He wore a tight grey shirt that clung to his muscular chest. He took long strides towards me and I blushed when the thought of him sucking Isabelle's venom out of my neck came to my mind.

What is going on with me that the thought of vampires biting me is turning me on?

"Get ready," he didn't greet me and instead jumped straight to the point," today you leave with me."

"Where are we going," I asked.