Hi, people I'm back with another chapter. Sorry for the wait, I just haven't had time to do anything and the fact that I don't like updating when I have an odd amount of reviews. What can I say, I like even numbers. But this time it's special because it was 69. ROFL

Random fact about myself: I hate reading the stuff I write because most of the time it seems to sometimes suck to me though others like it. That's why I have a lot of errors sometimes; I have no beta to read over what I don't want to.

It came to my attention that some people don't know how to properly pronounce Luca.

It's not Loo-ka, but Loo-sa

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I let it fall, my heart

And as it fell, you rose to claim it

It was dark, and I was over

Until you kissed my lips and saved me

My hands, they were strong

But my knees were far too weak

To stand in your arms, without falling to your feet

Set Fire to the Rain by Adele

Enough chatter now…

Terrah woke up to the sound of the shower running, she rolled over onto her back and stretched. She groaned as she felt the protest of her muscles and the ache between her legs. It was done; she was no longer a virgin. She felt light for once in her life, the wait of her heavy ass virginity off of her chest. It felt good; she had experienced it all now.

She yawned then tried to get up, but soon found out that she could barely move without hurting herself. Her inner thighs hurt; her feet were cramped from curling her toes. Terrah huffed then pulled the cover back over her body.

She was about to go back to sleep when the door to the en suite opened and out stepped Luca in his boxer briefs. Terrah looked him up and down, looked away and blushed. He left out of the room and Terrah jumped up ignoring the protest of her muscles. She opened he chest of drawers closest to her and pulled out a shirt. It wasn't her but it would have to do. It was far too big, going down to her knees.

The door creaked open and she snapped her head towards it. He was standing there in the doorjamb with amusement playing in his silvery eyes. In one of his hands was a frozen bag of peas.

"Nice," he said, then moved towards her. "On the bed."

She obediently sat down and he handed her the bag, "What are these for."

He smirked then leaned against the dresser. "Are you not sore?" He didn't wait for a reply. "I'll fuck you harder next time."

Terrah stared in space think what that would be like. He was somewhat rough last night, but could he seriously pound her harder than that?

He got what he wanted…

All of a sudden he plopped down beside her, snatched the peas away from and grabbed her by the ankle, pulling her down in a way that had her legs spread. Good thing the t-shirt covered that, no one wanted to see that disaster area at the moment.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed. He sat the bag of peas on her crotched, and then lifted his hands up signaling that he wasn't going to do anything farther. She kicked him in the side then groaned in pain.

"That's what you get." He said.

She shivered. "It's so cold."

He cocked his head to the side. "Should I warm you up then?"

"Why won't you get the hell on?"

"yeah, well I'm going to go cook some real breakfast. Something you can't seem to do. After you're done with that, go take a shower and change the sheets, there's stuff on them."

After she finished with the peas, she rose from the bed and stretched as best she could.

She shrugged off the shirt when she got into the bathroom and dropped it to the floor.

Terrah was finally getting a good look at herself and it wasn't all too pretty either. Her hips were covered with purple hand shaped bruises, her hair matted, her lips swollen, dried blood smear on the insides of her thighs, ass, and lower back. But what stood out the most of all were the puncture wounds on her neck. She tenderly touched them with her finger tips, a poke here and there. It didn't hurt, quite the opposite actually.

Marking territory…if that's what they called it. She sighed then moved to the shower.

The water beating against her skin felt all too good to her and she wanted it to last forever, but her thoughts were interrupted when Luca yelled for her to get out of the goddamn shower.

She rolled her eyes then turned the water off; she slid open the glass door then reached out blindly for the towel she had hung up. She stepped out then patted herself dry, wrapped the towel around herself, then grabbed another for her hair. She brushed her teeth and put on deodorant.

When she entered the room, the sheets had been replaced and clothes were laid out on the bed for her. Black shorts and a turquoise tank top, and of course her panties. But that was just weird and embarrassing.

'Oh get a hold of yourself,' her conscience said. 'This guy sailed your seven seas, bagged your groceries, popped your trunk, and tossed your salad. You even buttered his finger!

"Shut the hell up." Terrah said. She hadn't realized that she had said it out loud or the fact that Luca was now standing in the room.

"I didn't say anything." He said.

She bent over to drag her shorts up her legs, not caring that he was getting a glorious view of her ass. "I was not talking to you."

"Forty-one minutes." He said, "that's how long it took you to take a shower, and I got everything that you're supposed to done in that time. I didn't vouch for a lousy wife."

"And I didn't offer to marry you, so you can kiss my ass."

"I'm not about to argue with you, you know your responsibilities. Now come eat."

Terrah wished she could just slap him in the back of his fucking head; maybe it would knock some sense into. She wasn't a pet and would never be.

He led her into a small kitchen and she took in her surroundings. The powder blue walls, cherry wood floors and cupboards the stove situated with the Island, the pots and pans hanging above it, a small window overlooking the sink. The smell of bacon, eggs, grits, French toast, and fresh coffee fresh in the air.

He gestured for her to sit at the small table in the corner. She took the seat against the wall then swapped the plates around because the other had more food. He sat across from her and they silently started eating. The food was actually good, she inspected the backing, it was too wavy and crispy to be naturally cooked, and she guessed that he had cooked it in a George Foreman grill, but she wouldn't tell him that.

Terrah watched him as he smother his bacon with syrup. She scrunched her face up, and then asked, "Is that any good?"

He broke a piece off then held it up to her mouth. Without thinking she closed her mouth around the food, along with the tip of his thumb and forefinger. To be honest it was very good and so was Luca, she licked his fingers clean, being bold.

She watched him from across the table, his eyes now ablaze with desire, she was in for something.

After they were done, she sat to washing the dishes without being asked. She remembered her mom saying how much she loved a man who was good in the kitchen, well Terrah had her one.

She didn't know where they were exactly, but it must have been somewhere private, because there were no roads. Just sand and the beach that the balcony was over. As she inhaled the ocean spray she felt Luca's arms wrap around her and his head rest on her should.

"Greece." He said. "There are beach houses all around, owned by vampires of course."

"So there are others here?" she asked.

"No," she felt him shaking his head. "My dad had everyone vacate the island just for us."

She frowned. "That's nice…I guess."

Terrah felt the sensation of his lips softly kissing her neck, then he was pulling her into the bedroom and she let him. She was trying to remember why she didn't want him doing this, but couldn't come up with anything. She cradled his head as he licked at the punctures wounds on her neck, the pressure she had felt from the prior night started building again. She lifted her arms up so he could pull her shirt over her head; he lowered her down to the bed, and then started kissing her chest. She closed her eyes as he palmed her breast. Terrah obliged as he urged her to open her legs. She pulled his lips down to hers and started to devour his mouth.

When he settled himself between her legs and started grinding his arousal on her, she remember. And so she started to try and fight him off.

"Stop." He demanded.

"What the hell is your problem?" Terrah asked as she attempted to push Luca off of her.

"I don't have a problem, obviously you do." He replied.

"What the fuck do you mean?"

"Remember when you said that you'd give me anything I need." He said grinding against her leg. She tried to draw up her legs to push him off, but he was too heavy.

"Well, you don't need this, you want it."

He smirked at her. "How about we play a little game to see…"

"No no no no, I don't want to play any of your games."

He huffed. "But why?"

"I just lost my virginity not even twenty-four hours ago, don't you think I'm still sore."

He rolled off of her. "Well, you are right about that.

It got quiet in the room then all of a sudden he turned to her and asked. "Can I just dry hump you then?"

"NO! You're such a pervert."

"Well baby you're stuck with me."

Sneak Peak Chapter 7

"Get away from me Luca."

"But I don't want to."

She grabbed him by his shirt then pushed him pack. "I told you my period was on and we can't do this.'

"I don't mind sailing the red sea, I am a vampire."

Terrah pinched her nose then tried to calm her nerves. "No, we will not. It's disgusting and it's a greater chance of me getting pregnant."

He cocked his head to the said and looked at her like she was prey. "Oh really now."

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