"There's a shadow on the wall; And it's moving much too fast."
"The Chauffeur (Blue Blue Electric Blue)" by Duran Duran
BY THE TIME the group made it back to the cave, everyone's nerves were dialed up to ten. Each boy was thinking a variation of the same thing.
They were free.
It was an amazing feeling. Each of them had always prized freedom above all else; their lifestyle depended on it. Now that Max was finally gone, they were free to do as they pleased.
David was the happiest of all. He no longer had to answer to a man who didn't care about him or his brothers. Finally, he truly had control, and he was reveling in it. The feeling was almost euphoric.
Now, another high permeated the air around the group, mixing with the thrill of freedom: the addition of another pack member.
For most of the boys, this had been a long time coming. Paul, though his head was often in the clouds, knew almost immediately that Sevyn belonged with the Lost Boys. He could read people, and Sevyn was a perfect fit—she continued to prove it every night.
He was more than ready for Sevyn to make the change. She was his girl. There was something about Sevyn that drew the eye; she emanated this vast capacity for life that was simply intoxicating, and he wanted to bask in that presence for the rest of his eternal life.
After the bikes cut off on the bluff, Marko swept Sevyn off Paul's bike and swung her around to cling to his back. She laughed and raised her arms in the air, crowing victoriously into the wind. "We did it!" she shouted, her excitement palpable.
Marko yelled with her before bolting off down the rickety steps toward the cave. Paul chased after them, his voice joining the cacophony of cheering. Their voices echoed around the cave as they made their way into the large main cavern.
Marko dropped the girl unceremoniously onto the couch; she made a sound as she landed roughly. Her startled noise quickly morphed into a fit of giggles. He stared down at her with affection shining in his normally mischievous eyes. This girl had quickly become their everything, but more importantly...
She had saved them tonight.
The remaining vampires filled out around the room, all quiet, but there was no tension. No, for the first time in a long time, there was no stress in the air. They were free, and the oppressive chains were shed.
David settled down in his wheelchair and crooked his finger at Sevyn, summoning her. With a bright smile, the pink-haired thief got up from her spot and walked over to their leader. He smirked up at her before slowly pulling her down into his lap.
Her legs settled around his hips; arms draped over his shoulders. She made herself comfortable on her perch, her face a picture of serenity. Things were finally falling into place. She was feeling effervescent.
"Marko, get the bottle," David ordered, his ice-blue eyes never leaving Sevyn's turquoise ones. Constellations of freckles were scattered across the bridge of her nose, her eyes like aquatic planets. Sevyn was celestial; she was made of stars. His gloved hands smoothed over the soft skin of her thighs, keeping her present with him, keeping her grounded.
When Marko returned, he had a new bottle, less ornate, clearly half full of blood. Her attention snagged on it, her heart starting to race.
Change—any change—was hard. But this? Essentially dying, and being reborn, was harder to swallow. Though it was everything she wanted, she was still nervous. What if she completely changed her personality? What if it went wrong somehow? This all seemed like such a delicate process.
"Whose blood is this?" Sevyn asked as David took and uncorked the bottle.
"Mine," David answered, handing it to her. There was no way he would allow anyone else to be her sire. The two of them would share an unbreakable bond.
"How did you get it in here? Did you use a funnel?" she babbled nervously.
David simply stared at her, an eyebrow raised. Behind her, Paul and Marko were chuckling at her obvious awkwardness.
Classic Sevyn.
"Right, not important. Bottoms up," she mumbled the last bit, procrastinating slightly. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before knocking the bottle back.
She couldn't stop the moan from bubbling up at the taste of David's blood. It was what she imagined Idun's golden apples of youth tasted like. She could feel herself starting to change with every mouthful she guzzled down. The sensation was euphoric, starting from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Every part of her felt electrified.
Before she could drain the bottle, someone took it away to the sounds of the boys cheering. Sevyn had to stifle a growl. She shook her head slightly, dislodging the feral need for more of David's blood. Despite smothering the sound, the boys seemed to know what she was thinking regardless; chuckles could be heard around her.
Suddenly, pain exploded on top of her head. It felt like a terrible headache, but the rest of her was so blissed out from the blood, she ignored the sharp pain.
"Boys, go take a walk," David demanded, his eyes fixed on his hands as he caressed her curves from rib to hip. The touch was welcoming, soothing her as his blood surged through her veins, making her a little high.
Before she knew it, the cave was empty of everyone but the two of them. She knew if she wasn't pleasantly high from the blood, she would be nervous about where this was going.
Well, she knew exactly where this was going. It had been a long time in the making.
With a smirk, David leaned forward and brushed his lips against her own, sharing the softest kiss. She reached up and touched her lips, her fingertips tasting the ghost of his affection.
This time, she did growl and threw herself forward, pressing her lips more firmly into his own. They moaned and clung to each other, hands fisted in hair, holding the other in place. The kiss was raw and passionate.
Suddenly, David stood up, holding her up by her ass. Her limbs were constricted tightly around him, holding herself flush against him while they made out passionately.
She had no idea where they were going until, once more, she found herself flying through the air and landing on a familiar bed. Sevyn laughed a little as she sat up to fling her shirt off, then slipped off her shorts, leaving her in her underwear.
David smirked at her, his cold eyes slowly roving over her body. He kept his eyes on her as he took his clothes off slowly, teasing her. The blood in her system had her flaming with need for him. She felt like she would die without his hands on her soon.
She watched him intently as he stripped, her thighs squeezing together to keep the ache from driving her mad. She swallowed down a pathetic whine. She didn't want to sound so needy this early in the night, already picturing the smug expression on his face.
Down to just his pants, he unfastened them with deliberate movements, revealing that he wasn't wearing any underwear, something that turned her on.
He was so damn sexy.
Completely disrobing, he climbed onto the bed and crawled up her body, trailing kisses along her stomach, up between her breasts. His hips settled between her spread legs, fitting them together perfectly. He reached underneath her and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her body and tossing it carelessly onto the floor.
Lowering his head to the soft slopes of her chest, his lips fastened tightly around her puckered bud, sucking it hard until it ached. His hand reached up and fondled her free breast, plucking and twisting the neglected nipple. He lavished attention on one breast with his lips before switching.
Her body began squirming beneath him, grinding her core against his cock, working them both up to a fever pitch. A dark, manly groan escaped his lips at the taste of her skin—as if she were the sweetest taste. He trailed his lips up her chest to her throat before latching onto her pulse.
When he pulled away, he looked down at his mark with arrogant satisfaction. She raised an eyebrow at him, silently asking why he was stopping.
"I'm going to miss seeing my mark on you," David answered her unspoken question.
"Excuse me?" Sevyn asked, her brain foggy from both the vampiric blood and lust.
"When you turn into a vampire, you'll heal too fast for it to stick around for that long," David explained with a smirk.
Sevyn rolled her eyes and reached up to tug David back down for a hard kiss, her teeth sinking into his lower lip. She groaned loudly as she tasted hints of his blood again, apparently having broken skin when she bit.
"David, fuck me, please," Sevyn pleaded.
David snarled and pressed his body flush against her own, stealing the breath from her lungs. He felt wonderful pressed down on top of her; the pressure was soothing. Her hands explored the expanse of his back, her nails digging into his perfect skin.
Then David slid down her body and settled between her legs. His fingers hooked through her panties and peeled them off, tossing them with the other clothes.
He kissed his way up her thighs, giving her occasional nips with his sharp teeth, leaving tiny trails of blood for him to savor. When he finally reached her core, he traced her seam with his tongue, gently parting her. He groaned loudly at her taste; the sounds of his fervent exploration and her deep, resonant moans filled the air.
"You taste amazing, kitten. I could eat you all night," David crooned. The mixture of her slick along with her blood was like ambrosia.
He stayed between her legs for a while, torturing Sevyn by taking her right to the edge before backing off. He did this several times before she let out a loud cry of frustration. Her fingers tangled in his gelled spikes, tugging on the strands to get him back up to her lips.
After denying her a few more times, he finally gave in to her insistence, moving back up her body. When his lips connected with her own, she let out a happy noise, her tongue tracing his glistening lips. She could taste herself on him, the taste taking her lust to new heights.
With another taunting smirk, he took his time rearranging her to his satisfaction. Knowing she could handle the stretch, he draped both her legs over his shoulders before pressing on top of her again, her knees practically on her chest.
"You ready?" David asked, though he wasn't looking for an answer.
Without losing eye contact, he reached between them and slowly guided his cock into her pussy. It was wet and tight around him, practically making his eyes cross. She felt amazing.
With every thrust, they fell deeper into each other. A sharp spike of pain lanced through Sevyn's head, momentarily distracting her from the pleasure. She pushed it away, focusing on David's touch, on the heat between them.
The connection between them was undeniable. Whether it was because he was her sire, or just the connection that had grown since they met, she wasn't sure, but it was everything.
"Oh, yes! David, more," she moaned, her eyes shining brightly. Her tone was pure need, and he responded accordingly.
A part of her deep down longed to please him. She needed him to be happy with her. What was that about?
As quickly as those thoughts appeared, they were dispelled by the rhythmic pounding of his cock in her pussy. She moaned loudly and began rocking her hips along with his as well as she could in that position.
More. She needed more.
David's expression was intense as his pace picked up. Her hand reached up to grip the back of his neck and pulled him down for another intense kiss. She didn't even mind that the action caused him to fold her completely in half. Once again, she was thankful for all the years of yoga.
She could feel her release rapidly approaching. "I'm so close! Please!" Sevyn called out, almost whining.
Before she knew it, her orgasm crashed over her with a loud cry of ecstasy. David kept eye contact the whole time, watching her every expression as he brought her to her finish.
He groaned from the feeling of her inner muscles tightening rhythmically around him as she came, trying to milk him of his release. He slowed his pace for a moment, letting her ride out her pleasure. Every morsel of her being splintered and collapsed as an orgasm tore through her.
"That's it, kitten. Does that feel better?" he crooned, laughing lowly when she nodded, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes and into her hair.
He felt smug from the blissed-out look on Sevyn's face. He put that there, and he wasn't even done with her yet. She was so far ahead of all his expectations. A part of him wondered why he hadn't given in and fucked her sooner. If he had this to look forward to for the rest of his eternity, he would be a happy man.
Now that she had gotten her own, the vampire began to chase his. His hips were a blur of movement as he worked his cock between her thighs, bringing himself closer and closer to his release.
"Don't stop," Sevyn whispered, her fingers tightening around the nape of his neck.
Sevyn could feel another orgasm building when, finally, David thrust his cock in her a few more times. Once. Twice. Three times. And then he stilled, finishing inside her. His growl was one of beastly satisfaction, the friction going right to his head, heating his blood.
"Fuck! Sevyn!" David roared, his whole body taut above her. He could feel her second orgasm strangling him, her cries mixing with his own.
He stayed like that for a minute, letting Sevyn catch her breath. As soon as she seemed ready, he slowly pulled out of her. She let out a little whine that had David chuckling at her.
"Shut up," she grumbled as he righted her again.
He rolled off her, and the two of them lay side by side, looking up at the craggy ceiling of the cave. They both had smiles on their faces, basking in the glow of their passion. It had been a long time coming, and both of them were glad to have made that leap.
As soon as they came down from their high, David gently pulled Sevyn into his side, allowing her to rest her cheek on his chest.
"What should I expect as your childe?" Sevyn asked, breaking the silence after a few minutes.
"You'll feel compelled to obey me, for the most part. It will feel uncomfortable to go against my word," David explained.
"But didn't you disobey Max all the time?" She twisted her head to look up at him. His eyes were still on the ceiling above, which gave her the opportunity to study him.
"There was a disconnect between us that started decades ago. We weren't in sync, and it slowly eroded our bond. The more he showed he didn't care for me or my brothers, the easier it was for me to break the compulsion." David sighed and looked down at his girl, his hand coming up to lightly dust his fingertips along her jaw. "I promise to never do that to you or abuse my power over you. You're my first childe, and I will do right by you. I won't be perfect; I'm still an asshole, but I will always respect you."
Sevyn sucked in a sharp breath and stared at her sire before smiling. It must have already begun. She felt happy and content with how things turned out that night. It made a warm feeling spread through her chest at the feeling of pleasing David with all her efforts along with his word that he would be there for her from now on.
They settled back into the silence, simply enjoying each other's company. Their thoughts were lazy and slowly becoming fuzzy as the sun began to rise.
She could hear it when the rest of her boys came back to the cave. Despite them being quiet, she could hear each footstep. It was going to take her a while to get used to her enhanced senses.
"Go to sleep, kitten. Tomorrow, things are going to change," David said, his eyes falling shut.
Slowly, the sharp pain in her head was back. She was thankful David had drifted off to sleep already because she couldn't stop from moaning in pain. Was it possible for vampires to get migraines?
A sharp, unfamiliar ache pulsed at the roots of her hair, a sensation that had nothing to do with vampirism. She touched her forehead instinctively, wincing at the tenderness. It felt… different. She couldn't explain it, but the pain felt ancient, primal.
Whimpering, she closed her eyes and fought through the pain to finally claim some fitful sleep. The migraine was a relentless monster, and she knew this was just the beginning.
Something was wrong. Something was different. And it was growing.