Things get serious in this chapter, smut is coming up again and this time it will be quick.

Chapter 23:Rejection of your heart

I woke up that morning, the bed was cold, Vaas hadn't returned, I panicked, what had happened? I hopped up from the bed and ran my way downstairs, I was scared, what if something happened to him. I zoomed to the right of the cargo containers to the metal warehouse door, stopping to the sound of a boot hitting the cement floor in a rhythm.
"He truly loves you, you know... I have never seen it before." My eyes found Hoyt Volker leaning up against the metal container, tapping a foot, his arms crossed, his hair frizzed, with dark circles under his eyes. My heart beat against my chest as I forced a gulp past my throat.
"Love?"
"No, him being in love. Most of the woman he fucks are merely for play." I have heard that one before, he confessed it to me. That bothered me for one, what if he had some disease or something, from being with all those woman.
"We have a past."
"In fact you two do, he told me it all last night actually." I sighed taking a deep breath to calm myself, but nothing worked, tears worked at the corners of my eyes.
"Where is he?"
"He challenged Buck after you left... He had won..." My eyes widened and I gasped.
"Where is he?" I blurted out again, he chuckled.
"No need to worry, he is cleaning up his mess. It takes a while to fix that damage. Anyways, afterwards he opened his heart to me, he told me everything, about you, about him." He pointed at me and nodded his head with a small chuckle. "You are a very interesting girl Mirabella. I can see how he is so attracted to you." Hoyt stood up, starting to take small strides toward Me, I flinched when he was only a few steps away, he snorted. "Just promise me something..."
"What?"
"Don't break his heart like all the others." He then continued past me to the metal door, a stream of light leaking in and then sliding out as he left and the clash of the door shutting echoed through the warehouse. I stood confused, what did he mean by that? One, I would never break Vaas's heart, and two, what others? I had questions, a lot, another reason why I still didn't give myself to him again. I loved him, dearly, he was all I had left, but there were so many secrets.
I felt sick after that, extremely sick, to the point where I felt like one move and I would fall over. I went back to the mattress, showing difficulty as I went upstairs, I fell onto the mattress just before I was startled by the loud noise of the warehouse door slamming open, the sound of boot steps following. The thumping up the stairs then the sound of Vaas entering the bedroom.
"Bella? Are you awake?" He asked, I was to exhausted and sick to answer. He walked around the side of the bed falling onto his knees beside my resting form, he was covered in blood. I still pretended I was asleep, but I knew he knew I wasn't, because he smiled deviously before standing up and swinging his shoes off. "I was just about to take a shower, wondering if you'd like to join." I suddenly sat myself up and I stared at him strictly, he now stood by the door leaning against its frame, his hands rested on his belt, he looked like a cowboy without the hat and the pants design, plus he was covered in blood with a toothy grin on his face... Another reason, he killed people, maybe that was why. He killed people.
"Vaas..."
"Bella..." He teased, bringing a hand up to weave his fingers through his spiky Mohawk, sweat holding it up.
"Was there anyone before me?" His smile faded and he bit his bottom lip.
"What do you mean?" His eyebrows furrowed with confusion, I didn't want to cause more trouble so I kept my mouth shut about Hoyt earlier. I smiled at how innocent he finally looked when he didn't know something, it was the blood that drew that innocence out.
"Nevermind. A shower?"
"Yes." He winked then turned running down the stairs, I stood up from the mattress and slowly walked down the stairs, I heard the sound of running water as I approached the shower head at the wall. Vaas's clothes piled up at one corner. He seemed not to notice me as he lathered his body and hair with the shampoo and conditioner, my mouth salivated as I stared him up and down. I was a woman, with desires and wants as Vaas had asked for before, one of them was him, he was irresistible and the more that I realize it, the more I want him. This island was changing me already and I thought I had changed when I was a dancer.
"Bella, wouldn't you rather touch?" Vaas's voice snapped me from my conscious, he didn't look over at me, even though the words were directed towards me.
"I don't know... Will you let me touch you?" He finally glared over his shoulder at me and winked.
"I don't know... Would you let me touch you?" I rolled my eyes and chuckled, just touching, nothing more.
"I don't think I would mind that much anymore." I grabbed the bottom of the tank and yanked it from my body, grabbing my underwear, I took them of one leg out at a time. I then entered under the stream of water, Vaas turned to stare down at me, his hands grabbing my waist confidently.
"You are so beautiful..." He whispered, his erection was obvious, when I placed my hands on his chest and slowly caressed over the hairs with my nimble fingers. He didn't understand how powerful I felt when I saw what I did to him, that first time in the shower felt good and although it was wrong after what he had done, here I am again, in a shower this time ready to go a bit further if my mind allowed me to.
He moved a hand up to grasp my neck pulling me to him, our lips met, his member brushing against my leg. I pulled from the kiss and shyly stared down at it, not like it was that big... Maybe it was really big, I just didn't want to fuel his jerky side.
"Go ahead." He grabbed my hand and brought it to grasp his thick shaft before I could react, I gasped biting my bottom lip nervously, he giggled, his chest heaving heavily. "If you can't give yourself to me just yet, there are other methods to releasing sexual tension, mi Bella." He leaned forward into me, my body pressed against his. "And you... Have a lot of it that needs to be released." His cock was hard, like hard to where when I let it go, it sprung up further hitting his stomach. "You see what you are doing to me... Oh I want you so bad." He closed his eyes and ground his cock against my skin.
"Out of lust." I replied.
"Lust?" He pulled away and glared down at me, his smile starting to show. "Lust, baby? I want to make love to you, passionately." He replied, should I believe him? Did he really want that type of sex? He was a pirate lord and I might have forgiven him for what he did because he truly does love me, but I just couldn't trust him enough. Then again, he challenged Buck for me, only someone who truly loves you and wants you forever would do something like that. Then again... He kills... He kills and that bothers me.
"C-Can we take it s-slow?" I stuttered, presenting my weakness, he chuckled, I gasped again when he cupped a hand over my shaven womanhood which in fact was warm and wet deposited the cold water that streamed over our bodies.
"You won't want me to take it slow, when I'm done with stage one."
"And what's that?"
"Making you cum." He reached a hand out from under my legs and pulled me up till my legs were around his waist, he slammed me roughly against the wall, I yelped, but allowed him to continue. He fell down onto his knees, my legs pulled from their place as he made me bend them and lean against the wall, almost as if I was in a wall sit position. He caressed my inner thighs and beamed up at me.
"You have such strong legs... I want to be buried deep inside you, with them wrapped around me." He whispered, before leaned forward further and pressing his lips to my sacred ones. I remember the day he did this, was our first time, I never remembered it feeling so good. The way he nippled at the sensitive nub and licked my lips from the clit down, inserting his tongue in before pulling it out and moving back to my clit. I couldn't hold back, my hands seeped into his Mohawk and I tightly gripped onto the strands of hair.
"Oh fuck me, Vaas." I muttered, he pulled away about an inch staring up at me, with a devilish grin.
"What was that again Bella?" I whimpered at the burning sensation of my clit, asking for more, giving into the pleasurable desires that he bestowed upon me. I gulped in the saliva that pestered around in my mouth.
"Yes, Vaas, you heard me..." I was out of breath, this moment reminded me how much exercise I had been missing for while, my abs were on the verge of fading.
"I know, I want to hear it again... And again... And again." He then stood up again, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me onto my shaky and strained limbs. He wrapped an arm around waist, while grabbing one leg and pulling it over his waist, his hard tip at my center. "Tell me... What do you want?" He wanted me, I wanted him, it was that simple, it needed no explaining. This is what worried me though, this was part of some sick dream of his, he wanted me writhing beneath him and whimpering and yelping his name for the world to know I was his. He displayed me in such a way, as he did before, calling me a THING... I didn't want to be called a thing, I wanted to be called a someone. He would hate me for what I was about to do, but it's not like I could do anything else.
"Let me go..." I whispered, he stopped smiling, I felt a part of him fall away as he stared at me, his eyes going into that killing state. He instead tightened his grip on me and pressed our foreheads together roughly, closing his eyes.
"What... Do you... Want?" He growled, this scare me, the grip he had on me enough to bruise. I need to explain to him.
"I want you..."
"Mo-"
"No... I want YOU, because you are not just a thing to me." His eyes snapped open, a passionate stare between us. "I knew what you called me last night, what you think of me now."
"I think your mi Bella."
"No you called me a thing and I don't want you to think of me as a thing, I want you to think of me as a person."
"Oh Bella..." He sighed before putting his lips onto mine and sharing another amazing kiss with me, he pulled away, not opening his eyes and not letting go, to afraid that if he did, he would lose me.
"And there were others weren't there? Others that loved you loved, but broke your heart."
"My sister... You... My mother... Your parents..." I was confused, my parents? What was that supposed to mean? My parents never loved Vaas and he never loved them. He kept his eyes closed, our breaths exchanging form close proximity. "A lot of people have broken my heart Bella."
"My parents?" His eyes flashed open, he grabbed my chin and caressed it.
"There is so much more as to why I killed them. So much more."
"Tell me..." He dropped me onto the floor so I was standing.
"You know how much I love you now."
"You would kill for me." I answered shakily, not proud that he would do such a thing for me, he nodded his head.
"I would die for you, back then... I loved you just as much."

I started my way up to the small shanty at the end of Amaniki village, it was a beautiful village, exactly where a beautiful woman should be born, like mi Bella. I smirked, grasping the ring in my hand tightly, still very nervous to speak with her parents on the matter at HAND, yet still so calm to walk up to their house and answer the door. I knocked on the door, putting on my best smile, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath listening to the happy children that danced played throughout the village.
 This island would be mine one day and I think it is best I have a queen to help me rule it. The door opened and I gulped, this man looked intimidating, but I bet I could fight- Nope! My father told me it was disrespectful to challenge the parent of your soon to be mate. I waved awkwardly, her father staring down at me with strict brown eyes, his mustache needed some trimming, his head was shaved, and he wore a beat up white tank top, with ripped blue jeans, much father from the attire I was accustomed to.
"Vaas, I believe?" I nodded my head, holding my free hand out, my right one because that was respectful, he didn't take it and I slowly pulled my hand away licking my lips and chewing my inner cheek.
"My father is-"
"I know who your father is boy, what do you want?" My smile fell and I grew serious to, I couldn't stutter I couldn't make a mistake, this man was taller than me, but that didn't mean anything, I straightened myself out and took a deep breath.
"I would like to speak to you about your daughter." I started, he crossed his arms and snorted.
"Your not the only one, now that she is meeting her eighteenth birthday, I anticipate my more will come asking for her hand in marriage." I smiled, that was easy, now for the hard part.
"Well... Uh... Sir, I have come to ask not only for her hand in marriage, but your approvals of our love. I would do anything for-"
"What have you to offer my daughter?" I bit my bottom lip furiously, this man was crazy.
"I have the island, my heart, my children, protection, respect-"
"I do not want my daughter to be idolized into a god." He interrupted me again, what an arrogant man, I can see why Mirabella hates them so much. I shouldn't have come here, I decided while Mirabella was going hunting alone, I could take a couple minutes to come here and get approval from her father before the carnation in three weeks, in which I turn eighteen, she a few weeks after then.
"I promise you she will not. Actually, many will see her as my queen." He pulled his fist back slamming it into my nose, I was thrown back over the stairs and onto the ground, blood pouring from my nose. What the fuck did I do wrong?
"You stay away from my daughter or I will kill you, I do not want her to be associated with any of your native ways of life." I was confused, wasn't Mirabella native, she was... Her mother was a native, her father the same, yet they didn't respect our culture, what we preserved. I threw the ring forward, it landed before the man she considered a true father, he stared down at if. A ruby emerald in the center, small, but what I could find and her favorite, I made the ring myself, it was for her and her alone, but now I couldn't give it to her, her parents would die before they let's us get married... Or maybe it was just her father, but still, what an asshole.
"I will go, but just remember who your daughter has been kissing for the past three years." I then turned on my way out of the village, the confession I had made still at the back of the man's mind as he picked up the ring and threw it off the patio, a child coming by to pick it up and run off with it. I had spent months on the ring, nights and nights of nonstop work, searching for it, it didn't matter now, what mattered was getting back to my Bella and I would not tell her about this confrontation with her father, I am sure her father would do the same.

We sat on the bed now, Vaas had told me his story about what had happened, it made me depressed, miserable. We didn't bother getting dressed, I guess we felt comfortable that way, somehow more calm. We laid beside each other, I stared intently at him. If anyone walked in now, it surely would look like we did just make love. The lack of air condition caused unwanted perspiration, the covers that mingled around our bodies, where to sticky and smelled like piss.
"So you wanted to Marry me?"
"I did." Did? That's bad, he doesn't want to marry me any more.
"How bout now?"
"I can't think about marriage now, but I can think about a couple other things." He broke the elephant in the room, flipping me over so he was on top of me and pressing his forehead to mine before giving me a sweet kiss and positioning his still hard length at my entrance. He was still so hard, no matter how much I demeaned him, he still wanted me.
"Vaas?" I placed my hands on either side of his face.
"Yes..."
"I can't do this." His eyebrows furrowed with anger, I flinched when he slammed his fist into the bed.
"Why fucking not?"
"Because... I'm not ready for this yet. Something is stopping me, something is keeping me from doing this."
"Let that something go and let me have you. I can't take this anymore." He growled, I sighed, pushing him off of me, I sat up and looked away.
"What is stopping you?" He asked hoarsely, I chose not to answer, it would make him angrier if I did. "Then fucking fine!" He stood up from the mattress and dressed in bloodless clothes he found on the floor before leaving out the door with a slam. I had probably ruined that connection we had before, I felt willing, but he killed, even the fact that he would kill for me bothered me, nobody deserves to die. Sometimes I get angry and want people to die, but it was to hard for me, I couldn't kill anyone, it was not in my nature, I couldn't even deal with knowing someone was being killed without feeling guilty. Yet, that time I killed all those warriors, I felt bad, depressed afterwards, but I killed them all. I laid back and took a deep breath, thinking about what I had just done. Vaas truly did love me, I had to take my time though, despite all the kisses and showering, I certainly had to think about it more before I completely gave myself to him.