Chapter 18

Rylan, You Pervy Boy

What was I supposed to say to the mother of four sons and the ex-wife of a sweet man? Nothing. Nothing at all. So I gritted my teeth and nodded in response. "I understand, Cassidy." I said in a low voice. I was clenching my fists, even though I could feel my heart thumping against my chest and my blood pounding in my ears.

God, what had happened to me? I used to have tons of patience and smart comebacks. Now I just wanted to rip her throat out. Cassy smiled at me in satisfaction -well, more of a sneer on her, and turned away from me and back to the TV. I stood up, walked until I hit the staircase, and then ran as fast as I could to Rylan's room.

Without knocking, I burst into the room and stopped short in shock. He was already setting up another poster board and paints. He looked up at me with his usual stoic face and motioned for me to sit on the bed.

I shook my head. Walking all the way in, I slammed the door behind me and walked over to him in anger. "What did you do to me?" I barked viciously. He paused from sorting his paints and raised his eyebrows without looking at me. I could barely see his face since his hair was covering a portion of it.

"Nothing."

I reached forward and moved his hair from his face and grabbed his chin with my other hand. With more force than I intended, I turned his head to look at me. He narrowed his eyes. "What. Did. You. Do. To. Me?" I hissed under my breath. "I'm angry about the smallest things and always feel like jumping somebody!"

"It wasn't me. Rory never warned you of the side effects?" he asked, almost sounding amused. I gripped harder on his chin. It didn't faze him.

"No, she didn't. So you tell me."

Rylan grabbed my wrist and pushed me away. I stumbled backwards towards the bed and sat down. "Drinking each of our blood types will cause different emotions inside of you. I suppose my blood causes anger." he set down another paintbrush and looked back at me.

I stared at him in shock. "W-what? That's…that has to be impossible!" I whimpered. Oh gosh, what would Alec's blood make me do? Make me feel? I felt my body shudder when I remembered the vision that Rylan had given me, when it had been Alec touching me. It made my body heat up.

"Why are you thinking about him?" Rylan asked. I jumped in surprise and glared at him.

"Quit doing that! Minds are supposed to be personal!" I growled. Rylan lifted an elegant brow.

"Obviously. Just don't think about him or any other man when I'm around. The one time was enough."

"Psh, bite me." I mumbled in response. Then I covered my mouth and started laughing. "N-never mind."

"I might just take you up on that offer." Rylan muttered, but stayed where he was.

What he said before that suddenly comprehended. "Wait, so you expect me to only think of you, or something? What if I want to think of Lukas?"

Rylan snorted, which seemed almost humanely impossible for a vampire like him; so much it almost shocked me off the bed. "You don't seem to be the type to go for someone as persistent as him." he mused.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe I like it when he kisses me." Wow, was I just trying to piss him off or something?

Rylan didn't reply to that, instead, he ordered, "Lay down, pull your shirt up your stomach a bit, let one of your sleeves fall down and splay your hair over the edge of the bed."

I stared at him incredulously.

"Now, or else I'll be doing a lot more than biting you." he threatened. I quickly -and nervously- did what he told me to do, and laid on my side. He stared at me for a long moment until I felt my face heat up.

"So," I changed the subject when he began sketching, "what are all these drawings of me for?"

"I'll be selling them. I've been doing this for years. It's one of the largest ways we earn money."

My eyes widened. "Really? I figured if you were a vampire and alive for tons of years, why not become a stock owner?"

"Because if we make ourselves well-known, people will begin to get curious as to why we never age."

"Oh." I replied stupidly. That made a lot of sense. It seemed to take forever until he started talking again.

"I want to redo this picture." he said suddenly, making me groan in frustration.

"Are you kidding me? I've sat here for what seems like hours and my muscles are all sore and tense and you want me to sit here for another hundred and two hours?"

Rylan set aside the poster board and stood up. "No. I want you to strip and sit back and relax."

His words made me falter. "W-what? Y-you're kidding r-right?" I stuttered, staring at him with wide eyes. He paced towards me, stroking the side of his bed as he neared me.

"I can always help you." he spoke to me while staring into my eyes. I felt my stomach turn in a good way, and my blood rushed through me. Why did I suddenly feel like this? Was it because of my stupid connection through him with his blood?

"I don't like you though." I managed to murmur.

"I always get what I want." he finished our conversation by slamming his lips into mine. I let out a loud moan and fell back to the bed, taking him with me. My head went fuzzy and little stars seemed to dance in front of my closed eyelids.

I suddenly seemed to stop thinking all together. His hands held mine down, even though I wasn't trying to push away. His whole lower body was pressed against mine, causing me to feel everything.

I wanted him closer. I tore my mouth from his just long enough to latch it onto his throat and stifle an aggravated moan. He seemed to get the picture and released my hands. Without even comprehending, I reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt and yanked it upwards. He growled pleasantly in response and began to unbutton my pants.

"It's too much…" I found myself whimpering. I pulled his shirt off and wondered what the hell I was blabbering about. Before I realized it, my pants were off and Rylan lifted my shirt up and over my head, leaving me shivering in reaction. His mouth met the smooth column of my throat, and I could have sworn he gave an animalistic whimper of his own.

I leaned up against him and tipped my head back, suddenly wanting him to bite me. What would it feel like? Would it hurt? Would it feel good? He paused a moment and his body tensed. His mouth froze, half opened at my neck.

"Rylan…?" I whispered, my voice sounding throaty and sultry.

I didn't get a chance to gasp or pull away, because one minute everything was heated and sexy, and the next, Rylan's mouth opened widely and two sharp points stabbed into my throat, causing me to give a strangled yell. It felt like someone had just stabbed two syringe's into me and released a searing hot liquid through my veins.

I grabbed Rylan's shoulders and shut my eyes tightly, trying to shove him away. "R-Rylan!" I cried out, my voice now frantic and scared. He bit down harder, and this time I could feel his fangs deep in my throat. I made a strange choking sound and then all the pain stopped.

My body felt like a thousand tons had collapsed onto me, causing me to fall back to the bed, releasing Rylan. His grip on me loosened, and my head fell back against the pillow, baring more of my neck to him. He took it gladly, moving his head so he could get more blood.

It felt so good all of a sudden, like a burst of hot pleasure through my veins in my neck that seemed to go through my stomach and pool between my thighs. It caused me to shudder and I let out a low moan.

He groaned against my neck and pressed into me again, making the pleasure seem stronger and hotter.

"Rylan!" Cassidy's voice cried out. Everything between the male vampire and I shattered. He retracted his fangs and sat up, face slightly surprised. There was blood smeared across his lips, making him look dangerous. His hair was tousled and his dilated eyes went back to normal.

My body's true feelings came back to me. The pleasure in my body vanished, and the pain in my neck intensified. I cried out and put my hands to cover my throbbing neck, and I felt warm, sticky liquid pooling there. My hands came back to my view and my eyes widened when I saw my blood covering them.

Cassy clucked her tongue. "He hit your jugular. Now you're going to bleed to death."

A/N: Sorry the chapter was so short; busy day(s). I'm going to update S.O.S soon.