Vampire's Kiss 5
Harm's POV
My visions are real, there's no denying it anymore for the second her blood met my tongue, the missing pieces of my dreams began to fall into place.
She tastes sweeter than before and so much more addicting that I can't force myself to stop even when I feel her heart begin to slow. I'm killing her, I know I am but I'm terrified to pull away and lose this connection.
We knew each other once - lived and loved with such furious intensity that only the most intimate lovers would know. She was a part of me and through Mac's thoughts I can see it was Safi's jealousy that tore us apart. She erased my thoughts of her and with it every single memory of the years Mac and I spent together.
Her body sinks into mine and the gush of blood that was once flowing into my mouth like a river is down to droplets. I sigh and pull away using the tip of my tongue to seal the bite. Mac hangs heavily against me and I fear I've already taken too much until I feel her breath against my neck. "Are you okay?"
"I will be." She says quietly before turning her head and sinking her fangs into my neck. The pain is terrible at first, almost as if she's tearing apart my skin, an effect of me taking too much. I remain calm as she drinks and once Mac's control returns the initial pain turns into pleasure.
It's erotic how her soft lips move against my skin in a sucking motion that makes me harder than I ever thought possible. This is better than sex and the more Mac drinks, the more a blanket of intense warmth surrounds me.
She's healing herself, regaining her strength and I hear her irregular heartbeat begin to drum strong again. With that strength comes a flood of emotions, bright colors and eventually more of the memories Safi forced me to repress.
I see the church again. I feel the cold of a dreary winter day which becomes delightfully bright when I see Sarah standing at the entrance. She's stunning in an off white dress and matching fur shawl draped over her shoulders. Tiny white flowers are intricately placed in her long locks that fall down to her shoulders and curl at the ends.
"Are you ready?" She asks and I realize it's our wedding day.
The rest of my memories make my heart ache. Sad, painful visions of Mac's thoughts play in my mind. We may have been married but our relationship came to an end that night. Without a chance to consummate our marriage, Safi made Mac watch her erase my memories.
"We're married." My hands cup Mac's face when she pulls away to look at me. She's crying and I hate that it makes her look more beautiful than ever.
"Yes." She tries to smile but it's so sad. "We were together before…lived together and one day you asked. Even though it wasn't a vampire custom. You asked and I said yes."
"I'm sorry."
"Why?"
"Safi."
Mac sits back a bit and brings her hands to my chest. There's a familiarity in her touch that had always been there and now I know why. "She found someone new and left. You moved on to someone who loved you and Safi couldn't stand it."
"We were never together, not really." Not for more than a few nights until she realized we were not compatible. "I never loved her." Not even when she turned me. "I never loved her but I was so in love with you."
"Harm-"
I kiss her almost desperately before I lose my nerve or Safi's mental block makes me forget Mac again. I can taste my blood on her lips, a similar flavor to her own. The tip of her tongue brushes against mine which sparks a surreal electricity between us.
I want her. I've always wanted her and from the scent of her arousal to the way she moans into my mouth, I know Mac wants me too. Which is why I pull her off the island and place her back on her feet. The dress I had already begun to remove slowly pools to the ground and we both watch it drop.
"How could I have forgotten you?" I wonder out loud as I take her in my arms and carry Mac up the steps to my bedroom.