Chapter 7
Questions weren't fired right away. Instead, B and Kate ended up sitting on the bed, both cross legged, facing each other, which wasn't really the smartest move on Kate's part. B plus bed equaled a very well, excitable Kate, and as her control was pushed harder and harder and her imagination got wilder, she was finding less of a reason to hold back.
B anxiously glanced around the room, then turned to Kate. Showing a hint of nervousness, B asked, "Why is there only one bed here?"
Damn, what a question to start off with. Kate's lips quirked into another smirk as she tried to subtly sit on her hands. "So this is one of your all important questions that couldn't wait, hm?" she teased, unable to help herself.
"It wasn't. I was just, you know, wondering, because…" B blushed, and Kate once again felt her desires roaring strong. Could her mate even handle a succubus's sex drive? Kate was seriously considering trying to find out.
No. Bad Kate. Patience. You know, that mythical thing that people have that stops them from rushing things. Pretend you have it.
"Vampires don't sleep. We only need a bed when we engage in certain activities. Want me to show you?" Damn it, Kate hadn't meant to say that. What happened to patience and control?
B blushed an even darker red, and Kate found herself leaning towards her, wanting to devour her, claim her…
"No thanks, I'm good. So, you never actually told me why you want to keep me around," B muttered, glancing away. She was honestly exhausted, even with her nap and her stay in unconsciousness.
Another dangerous subject, one Kate hadn't actually gotten around to talking to Tanya, or anybody about. Kate once again had to fight down her frustrated growl, and while she was struggling to do just that, B risked a glance up at her.
B's breath caught in her throat. Kate's eyes were pitch black, blacker than B had ever seen them. It scared her a little, but she remembered Kate saying that her eyes didn't just signify how thirsty she was. What other reasons were there?
Damn it, don't look at me like that! Letting out a huff, Kate had to grab her knees tightly to stop her from once again reaching fo B. If this kept up, Kate was going to go insane. Seriously, seriously insane.
"Any other questions? Perhaps one that doesn't involve us in bed?" Kate asked, her voice coming out incredibly husky. With her own words, more images flooded her mind, and she wanted to slam her head against the wall.
"Why are your eyes black right now?" B asked, cocking her head to the side curiously. "You said that there are other reasons your eyes turn black besides your thirst, so…"
Lust, plain and simple. Heaps and heaps of lust. "Actually, I do need to hunt. It has been an eventful day and all." B froze, clearly nervous, and Kate glanced at her. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I'm not going to hurt you. You don't even smell like food to me."
"Really?" B's eyes widened, looking like she was very, very surprised to hear that.
"Yup. Next question?" Kate would have been happy to do this all night, if it weren't for how little her control was right then. If she just had more, but honestly, she was at the end of her rope. The whole reason she had gone out to Anchorage in the first place was to shop, then hunt a few animals on the way back, but that plan had gone to hell when she met her mate.
B was silent for a long moment, and Kate was about to ask if something was wrong right as B spoke. "Well if you need to hunt, why don't you?"
Kate grimaced. "You see, Kitten, I––"
"You're afraid I'll run away," B said, realizing it almost immediately after she asked the question.
"Yeah." Kate sighed and examined her mate closely, trying to understand what B was thinking, but B's face was a blank mask. Kate wanted to ask her what was going on in her head, if B would say what was on her mind, but kept quiet, deciding that this would be one of the times she should wait for B to speak.
"I won't." Kate blinked in surprise as B looked up from her hands. "I swear to you, I won't run away. Besides, I have a lot more questions I want answers to."
"Right," Kate said, frowning as she wondered what to do. She wanted to believe her mate more than anything, but if she believed her, only to come back and find B gone, it would crush her. The more time she spent with B, the more she fell for her, and the harder it was getting to imagine life without her.
"Don't look at me like that," B said with a feline growl that did nothing to help cool Kate's libido. "You have no reason to doubt me. I always keep my word."
"I'm not trying to doubt you. It's just, you did run away once already," Kate reminded her, remembering exactly how far and hard Kate had looked for her before being called home. She really didn't want to have to go through that again, plus the shit load of panic that would be added to the initial turmoil.
"You were a vampire trying to drain me dry!" B exclaimed, looking like she was about to attack, she was so angry.
"I wasn't trying to drain you, I was trying to seduce you!" Kate snapped back, and B looked so stunned Kate was afraid she was about to fall backwards off of the bed.
"Seduce me...to drain me?" B asked hesitantly as her mind tried to furiously work through reasons as to why a vampire would want anything sexual when it came to non-vampires.
"No. Just seduce," Kate said, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest.
"But why? Why would you…" B suddenly came to a huge realization, and she looked at Kate as if she were seeing her for the first time. Kate felt a swell of hope. Did B finally understand? Finally realize that she was Kate's mate? "I've heard about you before. You're one of the succubus sisters!"
Kate blinked, stunned that B would know that much detail about her. "Well, yeah, but––"
"Wait, so you brought me here because you wanted to have sex with me? Did you want some kind of sex slave?" B asked, voice rising with disbelief and panic.
"Yes. Wait, no...I mean, I want to have sex with you, but...damn it. Yes I want sex, but it's not the only thing I want...Fuck, that sounds bad. What I mean is––"
"You wanted a sex slave," B stated, her eyes darkening with anger as she realized the truth. It all made sense now. That was the reason for the single bed, for Kate's suggestive comments. "And so you decided that the little homeless girl would be an easy target."
"No!" Kate snarled, outraged. B couldn't help but flinch as Kate was suddenly on top of her pinning B to the bed, Kate's eyes the darkest of blacks, lips skimmed back from her teeth. For a moment, B was sure that she had pushed the vampire over the edge, but Kate struggled to calm herself. "I care about you, B," she said softly. "That's why I brought you here. That's why I killed those bastards who had you cornered. That's why I was looking all over for you. Because I care about you and I want you."
Care? How stupid did that vampire think B was? Vampires didn't care about anyone but themselves and their cousins. Humans, shifters...they were just food and toys to those damned bloodsuckers. She knew that from first hand experience. How dare Kate try to convince her that she cared about B for any reason other than food and fun?
B met Kate's gaze with a strange, haunting darkness lighting her eyes. In this position, it was all too easy to remember the night the vampires attacked. To remember how the man had promised to let her little brother live if she would shift and run for him to chase, for fun, of course. He had told B that it was all about fun. He didn't actually want to hurt anyone, but his nature called for it. He needed a chase, needed blood, or he could never be satisfied. He had told B this, right after she shifted. Right before he had ripped out her little brother's throat. Right before he screamed at her to run, and run she had.
Kate hovered above B, frozen at the stark hatred in her mate's eyes. A hatred for vampires, but could it be a hatred for her as well? Kate's dead heart broke at the thought. How could B still hate her? They had been getting along moments ago, and now, for B to be looking at her like this…
"Vampires are monsters," B said, reminding herself as much as she was telling Kate. "There's no reason you would ever give a damn about me unless you wanted a toy."
Kate shook with the force of her emotions, emotions she could barely keep a lid on. She hadn't felt so distraught since Sasha had been killed, and so far, she wasn't handling it any better. Taking deep, unnecessary breaths to try and control herself, to keep herself from pressing the issue and demanding to know why it was impossible for her to care for her mate, Kate looked away from B's hard eyes.
"You said you always keep your promises," Kate breathed at last, her voice so low, so dangerous, that B shivered despite herself. "Well I'm holding you to that now. Do not leave this cabin until I come back."
"Fine," B muttered. A gust of wind later, and B found herself alone, staring at the ceiling. Swallowing hard, B curled up on the bed and hugged her knees to her chest. Tears stung her eyes, and she actually felt guilty. But she shouldn't. No matter how nice a vampire was to her, there was always a hidden motive. Kate wasn't being nice to her because she cared. Vampires were cruel, as simple as that.
So why? Why did her heart hurt so much?
