Chapter 12: Badly Aim

Chapter 12

"I'm going to enter you now." he stopped kissing me gently, propping himself up looking down at me, "It'll hurt like hell..." I kissed him, cutting all his yapping, but he stubbornly looked me in the eyes and asked "You ready?"

"Yeah," I said, trying to be comfortable while accommodating him between my straining thighs. He started kissing me again, positioning himself at my entrance, moistening himself with my juices. Rubbing his penis to my labia made me even wetter. I was panting, sighing and encouraging him to do what he got to do.

"It'll hurt more if I do it slowly, so--" he plunge into me with one pump making me feel stretched to my limits painfully. I whimpered, God it hurts! But he started kissing me and caressing my breasts. Making my nipple tout and aching for more stimulation. What he's doing was making my pussy drip with my want. "I'm only half way through, gosh, you're so tight." panting, he pumped his hips yet one more. It felt like I'm being ripped into two. Painful moans escaped me, he kissed my forehead uttering words of comfort waiting patiently as I got used to his size, his huge size! He was caressing the sides of my body. The path fingers threaded made my skin tingle like I was on fire from the inside. "just one more and I'll be buried balls deep, you ready?" he asked, looking at me straight in the eyes. I nodded, biting my lower lip bracing myself. He moved yet again harshly this time that I felt myself literally reaped. I screamed, moaning, tears flooding my eyes. He bit my neck but I couldn't do anything. "You're mine now..." he said looking at my eyes, smiling as my blood dripped from his lips. I knew something was wrong with what I was looking at, but my body was in a state of euphoric bliss that all I did was smile and kiss him hard.

We started moving in a rhythmic dance done by all our ancestors. Moaning, Kissing and whispering loving words. What started agonizingly painful at first became a thing of utter satisfaction. He was rocking his hips, as he propped himself higher. He was looking at me as I gasped and moaned from all the crazy stimulation I am feeling all for the first time. He slowly held one of my breasts then he leaned forward to suck on the other one. His tongue was caressing my nipple, doing circular or sucking motions that made me gasp and shudder. We were ascending towards something unknown yet so tempting.

"Harder...faster... please," I asked breathlessly, my hands holding on to him. He's driving me wild, moans became little satisfying screams that made everything even beautifully sinful. And at the very peak of that ecstasy, I started convulsing, milking his penis inside me. Screaming his name with joy and unspoken bliss, he started moving even faster until he too found his own release making us a mass of quivering satisfied flesh.

Still panting and groaning he pulled himself out of me and went to the bathroom to get something to clean me with. "You're bleeding," he spoke as he cleaned my womanhood with a damp cloth. "We have blood stains all over our bed now." grinning, he teased me.

I was too tired to even think of something to put him in his place so I just smiled and said, "It hurts."

His eyes suddenly got worried. He discarded the damp cloth and laid beside me spooning me. "It always hurts at first." He kissed my neck gently, licking and sucking it, making me shiver all over.

I smiled, liking what he's doing, "I love you Xed." I said, sighing, that's when he stiffened and abruptly pulled me up, making me face him. "What's wrong?" confused, my smile faded as I saw his worried expression.

He held both my shoulders slightly, shaking me as he said, "Wake up Fran, you have to wake up!"

I grinned as if not falling for a bad joke, I stood awkwardly and brushed him off. "What are you saying? Of course we're awake we just did it." I said sarcastically rolling my eyes. But his dark expression made me shiver in a bad way.

"You have to wake up or else you'll die!" the moment he spoke, a cutting pain radiated starting from left shoulder. That's also when his perfect chocolate dark brown eyes faded into the translucent blue ones of his vampiric state. "Please, wake up, you can't die." it was his plea that made me remember everything real, the war, Mushka and the kids held captive and our effort of rescuing them. That was also the moment I remembered how some vampires especially the older ones can control humans, mind raping them.

"Xed, you..." I couldn't say it. How could he have done such, especially to me? I was about to cry in denial of what he had done to me. But then anger flared and I took a knife I knew I held and attacked him. "You fucking mind rape me asshole!" I yelled as I tried to stab him.

The moment my knife collided with his chest, I woke up into the real world hearing Noelle and Queencie arguing and shooting vampires at the same time.

"Queencie you retard, you just kicked Fran at the side!" Noelle spat, shooting yet another Vampire killing it.

"If I hadn't she'd be dead now princess, and she's useless to us dead!" she retorted. I groaned aloud making them know I heard their little conversation. "Welcome back Boss!" Queencie said cheekily, smiling.

I was slumped on the floor near one of the orphanage's kitchen. I sat painfully analyzing what happened aside from my mind rape. My right thigh hurts like someone kicked me and there's also a lacerated cut on my left shoulder still bleeding fresh. It looked like a clean cut, about an inch deep. "Status." I ordered as I was dressing my cut with steril-stips and a clean gauze. It won't need stitching until I get to the shelter.

"They can aim badly with those knives," Queencie said, aiming at a vampire's head, shooting and killing it after a second. "Boo-Yah!" but she scrambled away because three knives replaced the spot she was standing on. "Though their hearing is quite sensitive like blind dogs!" she grinned.

"Stupid genius!" Noelle muttered, firing yet another shot killing another vamp.

"Queencie can you jam the Freezer's door so that those bats can't follow us in?" She nodded and started typing codes in her tablet accessing the Orphanage security.

I took my sniper gun and started shooting some bats making it an outlet for my anger.

"The elder in control of this area took you, didn't he?" Chealsea asked finally out of the blue. She was sing our communicator. I knew she was looking at me whilst being our long range support against those bats. I nodded solemnly thinking of what happened. "How'd you get out?" she asked between shots.

"I stocked a knife on his chest," I shrugged, pressing the button of our microphone. "Then I woke up here."

"Good for you, not many survive mind raping." Chealsea's little brother, an American Marine, died due to mind raping. He suffered severe head internal hemorrhage and died in a coma. "I was scared when I noticed you earlier. God, you made me worried!" tears were welling up her eyes as I looked her way.

"Hey, I'm here!" I said smiling. "And I'm a bad ass chick who'll die first before those bats get hold of you guys!"

The four of us looked at each other and smiled.

They are my family, and I'll take care of them even if I die trying. Now face to face with this monster I have the courage to stay and fight. Those kids are our future, that's why I didn't regret rescuing them in the first place.

"Fran, where's the necklace I gave you?" Xed asked still meters away from me all in his vampiric glory.

"I gave it to one of the kids," I said, licking my dry lips. Xed uttered a curse. That pissed him off.

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