Chapter Four (Lite NC17)

Jason stalked up the stairs. He was fuming from his fight and knew it probably wasn't the best time to go see Elizabeth. But all he wanted was some answers. Nothing else mattered. "Elizabeth?" He called loudly.

"Jason? What are you doing here? I thought you had to work." Elizabeth asked in surprise when she opened the door.

"I do... did. I was passing by and I saw someone following you." Jason admitted as he looked down at her.

"Oh." she gasped.

"Oh? Elizabeth, who is that guy? Is he your boyfriend?" Jason asked in a firm voice, his jaw clinched waiting for her answer.

"What? No. How could you think that after last night?" she denied shaking her head no.

"Because that's what he told me." Jason said as he continued to watch her closely.

"I'm not... Wait you talked to him?" she asked, her eyes meeting his.

"He was following you." Jason replied as if that explained everything.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"I don't want you sorry." Jason insisted. 'No. We just want you.' The beast growled.

"Did you ask him who he was?" she asked after a minute, biting her lip gently.

"Lucky... something." Jason spat, the mere thought of the other man causing an anger deep inside him that he still didn't understand. 'Sounds like a dog. Acted like one too.' It chuckled.

"Why is he doing this?" she said softly, almost to herself.

"You know him?" Jason asked hoping that she would say no.

"Yeah. We dated for... awhile. Until I broke up with him." Elizabeth explained with a sigh.

"Why?" Jason asked.

"Why what?" she replied looking up at him again.

"What did you end it?" Jason almost snapped.

"Oh that. I found him in bed with my sister. That pretty much ended our relationship." Elizabeth said calmly with a shrug.

"He wants you back." Jason stated in a flat voice. 'He can't have her. She's ours.' The voice asserted.

"I guess. Why are you here?" she asked looking around.

"I don't know. I saw him following you and... I made him leave." Jason replied finally as he gazed down at her.

"Thank you." she whispered as her eyes locked with his.

"Don't thank me yet. I… I hit Lucky." he admitted with a grin.

"You hit him? Why?" she asked in surprise.

"I don't know. I do a lot of thing I don't understand when it comes to you." he admitted with a sigh as his hand started to move slowly towards her cheek.

"Jason..." She started as his lips descended onto hers. The kiss was gentle but possessive. Jason's hands tangled in her silky hair. He parted her lips with his tongue. The kiss was soon bordering on out of control. When they broke apart Jason began undoing the buttons on her shirt. He couldn't get enough of her. His lips caressed her neck as she ran her finger through his hair.

Jason undid the clasp of her bra and tossed it away. He slowly made way down to her breasts. Jason captured one rosy bud in his mouth. Elizabeth moaned as he suckled her. He could feel her hands tugging at the hem of his shirt and then on his cool skin. She caressed his back and chest sending waves of pleasure through him. He had never in his nearly six hundred years felt anything like this. Not even when he was human. There was no name for the emotions running through him.

He reached down and undid her jeans. Lost in what his touch was doing to her Elizabeth made no protest. His hand slide into her panties seeking out her wet center. When he found it Elizabeth cried out. He eased two fingers deep inside her his thumb brushing her clit. Elizabeth gasped then cried out. "You like that, Elizabeth? Does it feel good when I touch you?" he whispered, his mouth on her neck.

"So good." She panted. Jason moved his fingers as quickly he could given the restriction of Elizabeth's jeans. She was so tight and so wet Jason ached to sheath himself deep within her. 'Take her. She's ours. Take her now.' The voice challenged.

Jason felt the last of his control slip away just as Elizabeth's orgasm approached. His fangs elongated and just pierced her porcelain skin. The coppery sent of blood filled Jason's senses. He could taste her blood on his tongue. Her essence was like a drug. One taste had Jason starving for more. He had never known a hunger this intense. Not even when he was first changed.

The beast delighted in finally succeeding in its goal. It let out a satisfied growl and urged Jason on. 'More.' It ordered. Jason's began to sink his fangs deeper when Elizabeth jerked in his arms. Somewhere in his hunger clouded mind he heard her cries of release. His name tumbled from her lips over and over. Jason lifted his head and watched Elizabeth as she recovered. She looked at him and smiled softly.

Guilt was something Jason hadn't felt in centuries. Maybe that's why it blindsided him. Elizabeth trusted him like no other ever had and he had just abused that trust. "Did I hurt you?" He asked fixing her clothing.

"That felt so amazing. I've never...but you didn't..." she said softly as she gazed up at him totally sated.

"Don't worry about me." He said with a shake of his head. "I lost control. I... I'm sorry if you're hurt."

"I'm not. Jason, what happened just now... I've never experienced anything like it before." she admitted with a blush.

Jason nodded he knew his kind was more adapt in sexual areas. It was part of their survival mechanism. How they lured their prey. He also realized Elizabeth had little experience even for a human. "I bit you." he whispered ashamed of his actions. He knew the small marks on her skin would barely be noticeable but he needed to tell her.

"Is that what you meant by losing control?" she asked softly.

"Mostly. I don't want to frighten you." Jason admitted looking away.

"You could never frighten me, Jason. I trust you." she whispered reaching out to him.

"You shouldn't." He warned. "I'm only going to hurt you. If you had any sense you'd send me away."

"Is this your way of pushing me out of your life?" Elizabeth asked with a frown.

"This is my way of keeping you safe. Think about it. Please, Elizabeth. I don't want you hurt because of me." He kissed her gently. "I have to go."

"Will I see you tomorrow?" Elizabeth asked in a hopeful voice.

"That's up to you." He acknowledged. He gave her one last long look before leaving her in relative safety. He knew the rein he had on the beast was tenuous at best. One look, one word, one touch is all it would take. Jason refused to let Elizabeth be the person he allowed the beast to inflict it's rage and frustration out on.

The next morning a jogger would find two horrifically mutilated bodies. Jason had placated the beast. It was still demanding he finish Elizabeth. Jason acknowledged the beast's demands but had no intention of making them a reality. The thought of hurting her like he had those men sickened him. He knew he would die before succumbing to that level of violence with her. Even as he made the decision walking away never crossed his mind. 'Weakling.' The beast taunted as sleep finally claimed his body.