ROTTEN LOVE - Chapter 27: Chapter 27

She is putting up a wall toward him but she cannot do that any longer. We should cherish those we hold dear. Time waits for no one.
I move back and she tracks every movement. Her eyes flicker as my hand makes contact with Adam. I bring him in closer to us. He does not look at me. His focus is on her.
As my hands glide up his arms, she snarls. A sound that takes her by surprise. I smile in triumph. Adam catches it and it impulses him into action.
He brings his arm behind my back and squeezes my body close to him. The move took me completely by surprise. The whole time he stares her down. His hands slide up to my hair and grab a fistful, he finally looks at me.
He is asking for permission. I nod and he brings his lips crashing onto mine. I follow his pace.
Kissing Adam was different. There wasn't a want toward one another but we desired her to feel. It heightened our own emotions.
It became the driving force of our movements. We parted. Then simultaneously looked at her. There was a yearning in her eyes.
I smile at her sweetly, walking behind her. I rub her arms up and down delicately. I am only a few inches taller than her. My lips were slightly above her ears.
I whisper behind her. "Is this how you envisioned us?"
She gulps. The great lady Malfatto who doesn't take shit from anyone is in complete surrender. I smirk.
I moved her hair back. Then whisper again, "how many times have you thought of me," I glide my fingers down her neck.
She shivers. I nip at her ear and she gasps. She covers her mouth in astonishment. I smile again. I call Adam forward and he lines up in front of her.
I talked to Adam this time. "Do you know Adam that she has never taken from the same person more than a week?"
"I had never realized." He looks down at her. Her eyes shine brighter as he moves his hand to her face. His thumb grazed her lip.
"And how long has she fed from you?" I continue moving my hands up and down her arms.
"Over 5 months," he answers.
I giggle, "that must mean you must be quite the meal."
This time he smirks. He gets closer to her face, thumbing her bottom lip, "am I, my lady? Do you find myself to your liking because," he gets closer to her lips, "I find myself ravenous for you."
She steps back but I'm there. Adam crashes his lips onto hers. He was hungry for her. He did not know whether he was going to get another opportunity to have this moment so he relished her.
He presses hard against her and I keep behind her, making sure she has no room to run. He towers over her and bends down to grab her ass.
She moans and he takes the opening. She allows him inside her mouth and brings her arm around his shoulders. She becomes an active participant.
The spark in her ignited. I am no longer needed between the two but this was not the purpose. She needs to feed more and I promised to help her through it.
I walk toward their side and place my hand behind their backs bringing their attention back to me. Her eyes were red as ever. This time his we're also on displayed.
It dawns on me that this might not be the best idea, being between two bloodthirsty creatures. But in a way, it made it more thrilling.
Adam and her embraced each other but they looked at me. She stays in his arms as I move closer to her and kiss her. I remove my arm behind Adam and cup her face.
This time she takes charge. She was also going to take advantage of the opportunity. Her tongue asked for entrance but I kept denying her.
She snarled and I laughed. "If you want me, then you have to take all of me."
She speaks for the first time in this interaction. "Oh, I intend to, Helena," she drags my name.
I felt myself heat up. The tables quickly turn. I found myself on the receiving end. Her true nature coming out, a predator.
I gulp this time. I couldn't find words so instead I brought my wrist into view. She looks down in understanding.
However, her eyes turn devious. "Ahh, I see now. Your clever." She brings my hand down.
She lets go of Adam and turns toward me. She gets closer to me and runs her face along my arms to my neck.
I breathe heavily. She has fed from me before but never like this. She kisses down my neck, "are you sure about this Helena? You find that I became a messy eater. Isn't that right Adam?"
"She is," he confirms. He stands behind her now.
"As long as you do in fact eat," I say.
She snaps her attention back at my face to ask. I see however that she is convincing herself. She is frightened.
She needs the lust to cloud her judgment. She is using it as a crunch. Although later she will have to cope with it some other way, this will do for now.
I lean forward toward her soft lips. I tempt her even more, "you won't even believe the things my mind is coming up with."
Her eyes sparkle with curiosity. She hasn't been inside my mind in a long time. The temptation was too great. She lowers herself to my neck.
I steady my beating heart which tumbles as her fangs pierce my skin.
It hurt a lot. She wanted to get this portion of the event over with and I didn't want her to see it like that.
This is an intricate part of her. I open my mind. I show her the scenes that run constantly in my head about her.
Our escapes in Vales, angering Maddox and Jason. The innocent sleepovers. The talks. The laughs.
I show her everything with us but I also show her everything with them. Those we lost. I show from my perspective how they looked at her, and worshipped her. Things she might have missed.
Her sucking fastens. She wants to see more of them.
So I showed her how Kenny, one of the vamps lost, informed me that they traveled two hours to a neighboring town because she casually mentioned she liked their promenades.
I demonstrated how Stephen spent days practicing the perfect bird noises as a signal to us so that we may have our escapes. Ashley. Eden. Anthony.
She sucked greedily.
She had not noticed all the small details. The way they showed their love to her. But love was a two-way streak.
They never saw her as a burden. They noticed how she took it upon herself to match a witch as a feeder with the perfect vamp based on their personalities. She would ensure each of them were getting along.
The parties she assembled for them. Her no fuck with my vamps attitude that made them feel safe. The forced outings she hated but had to attend in their world to ensure Vales was thriving with resources.
They saw it all. The love was mutual. She choked on a sob but I could feel the shift in her as she fed. She understood. She was happy.
Her fangs left me and descended on my lips. With her lips, she was thanking me. She didn't have to. I reciprocated.
Her tongue reached out toward my lips and this time I allowed her in. The taste of her was sweet but I could taste the metallic from my blood.
I pull away and she descends again. Biting.
Then sucking. I gasped at the sting. It was not in the same part of my neck.
Her hands roam my body and I glimpse behind her toward Adam. It's his turn.
I lean forward and he bends to meet my lips. He kisses me over Marisa. Gets her to stop sucking. She looks up at us.
We pull away to look at her. She sees as I move my hands toward the bottom of his shirt lifting it.
Adam did not disappoint. I run my hands down his abdomen and he shutters. She does the same.
I bring my lips to his stomach and trail kisses up. She follows suit. Adam curses. Marisa and I gave each other a look. She loves this, teasing him.
When I get near the top of his chest I nip. Marisa eyes me but she follows. She gets to the top and nips, except her fang nicks him and blood draws.
I didn't have to do anything. She instinctively licked until she couldn't get enough and had to bite down harder.
"Fuck," Adam mumbles.
He cradles her head and Marisa's steady sucking made me feel at ease. She was going to be okay.
I back up slowly. Adam catches my movement. He gives me a silent thank you for allowing Marisa to have this moment. To help her get comfortable again with him and who she is.
I can tell he was afraid she would never feast on him again. I back away toward the door. My hand grips the knob.
Marisa whips her head, "where do you think you are going?"
I smirk, "I think you have your mouths full."
"Would you like to see all that my mouth can do," she teases.
I blush. It's ridiculous considering I started this.
"Maybe next time."
She raises her eyebrow, "so there will be a next time"
I chuckle, "perhaps." I open the door.
Before I exit the door, she calls out my name. I stare at her.
"Thank you," she mouths and I smile at her back.
Closing the door, I heard several bangs not even seconds later. Yep, they were going to need a minute.
I will have to find something to do with myself for the remainder of the day. I walk down the hall and rub my arms. My body shivers.
I heat up at the thought. I can't believe I did that. I would have gone all the way through with it if she needed more convincing. If there was any indication she felt uneasy with Adam, then I would have stayed through it all.
The knowledge of that brings butterflies in my stomach. I kissed her like really kissed her. It was easy.
Her lips were similar to his. I may have been kissing her but some small part of me for a brief second envisioned it was Maddox.
What was he doing now? Is he eating okay? Is he with Jason?
More shivers run down my body. I make it downstairs and decide to head to the kitchen. I need food to replenish what was taken.
When I got to the kitchen, I wished I had stayed in the room with Marisa and Adam. Zain was at the counter eating a sandwich.
I turn around but decide not to flee. I came for food and food is what I was going to get.
I walk pass him to the refrigerator and grab some strawberries along with some bread and chocolate.
Zain says nothing but I can feel his stare on me.
I melt the chocolate in the microwave and bring it back down to the counter.
I open drawers slamming one after another because I can't find the butter knives. My patience wears thin as the sensation across my skin increases.
Through the corner of my eye, I see a hand extend toward me, butter knife in hand. I sigh before taking it.
"Your welcome," Zain grits.
I don't respond and spread my chocolate on my bread before cutting my strawberries and placing them on top.
"That's not very nutritious," he says next. I slam the knife down and give him a look.
"You shouldn't be talking to me." I scrutinize him.
I forgot how blue his eyes were. We have seen each other but I did everything in my power to not pay him any mind. Our eyes lock and I sigh in frustration at how he instantly makes me feel on the edge.
I bite my toast angrily. The motion was not graceful and it was so fast that I felt a sting as I chewed. I flinch and bring my hand to my neck.
Zain catches the motion. I see him zero in on me. He gets closer and I give him a credulous look.
He sniffs the air and slams his hand down the counter. I jump at the sound. His eyes darken. I could see him trying to contain himself.
"You can at least ensure not to run into me after a session with him."
I raise an eyebrow, not understanding.
He growls, and grabs me by the arm harshly, "I have been very cooperative. But do not think it has been easy. Next time you fuck him make sure I do not know about it because I will kill him."
My adrenaline runs.
"Him?" I raise an eyebrow.
"I see the bite marks. Tell Adam to tread carefully around me."
I laugh. His grip gets tighter.
"This isn't funny Helena. I will kill him if this happens again. You don't even have the decency to hide it. He marked you right near mine."
These fang marks will disappear but Zain's mark will not. I see it all the time and it pains me. So I don't think about how I got it.
"You're hardly the one to talk to me about decency," I scoff. I move my shoulder to pull away but his grip is iron tight.
I warn. "Let go."
He doesn't so I will him to release me and he practically growls at the involuntary movement. I didn't have to explain anything to him but I felt myself compel to correct him.
"I'll make sure that next time I feed Marisa to tell her to be mindful of your precious little mark."
He backs up and thinks it through.
"Marisa?"
"She hadn't fed since we got here. I was unaware of why."
He crosses his arms. "She told you about the vamps."
I raise an eyebrow. He was aware and it seemed like he was concerned.
"Indeed. She has been scared to feed. So I persuaded her."
He smirks. "I'm sure you did."
I eye him.
He continues, "and Adam."
"He took over." He sighs in relief so I poke, "after we had some fun."
Midnight blue takes over his eyes. He crosses his arm. "I didn't peg you like that kind of girl."
"I would do anything for her and him," I reference Maddox.
His voice deepens, "I am aware of that. Nothing comes before your precious Malfattos."
I hate his tone. He is wrong.
"You could have been if you were honest. If you told me the truth when we possibly could have prevented something."
"Bullshit."
I get closer to him. "I came back to be with you. I left them for you. I was going to trade Jason for me but it was all an excuse to be with you."
He stays quiet.
"I was wrong about you," I share.
"Helena, I love you."
"I don't want that type of love."
He raises his hand to my face. I had not realized I walked toward him. His hand was warm, nothing like Marisa's.
The heat moves to a lower part of me. "I have to go. I got searching to do."
I aim to move. His words stop me. "Your a coward."
"What?!"
"You heard me, Helena. You are a fucking coward."
"How dare you?"
"You're scared to get close to me, to even talk to me. You can't even be in the same room as me because your afraid you will change your mind. Coward. You are running away from me."
I scoot closer to him. My chest hits his. "I am not scared of you. I don't want to see you that's why I leave."
"No. It's because you want me to touch you. That's why you leave."
He is vexing me.
"I can hurt you if I want to," I remind him.
"You already have. But we aren't talking about that. We are talking about how you want to fuck me."
I laugh in disbelief but something down below starts to heat. I fist my hands because I hate that he is right.
"Kiss me," he dares me.
"No."
He gets closer to my lips, "kiss me."
"No."
"Since you like groups, I can invite your bloodsucker. I would be willing to participate."
"She doesn't have that much of a poor taste."
His chuckle does something to me. I hadn't heard it in two weeks. I hadn't heard much of him this whole time. I forgot the feeling he elicited from me.
I shove it down.
"Kiss me." He says again.
"No."
"Yes."
"No..." He rushes his lips onto mine and the heat over powers.