Then Bite

Deirdre did not go back to the club. Everything had gone by in a blur from the man picking Aidan up, to the car, and to the sound of fast talking. The words, foreign to her ear, was from the Kingdom of Flame. She knew it had not been an attack from the Wind Kingdom. However, she did not understand how or why it had anything to do with her. The other thing she could focus on was the fact she had watched as the thunder shook the sky, and the bullet shattered the air. It had ripped away a life so innocent... so pure into mere nothingness. Aidan winced in pain as the pounding boomed in her skull. Reality was slowly coming back to life, however she simply shoved closer to the warmth that held her. Her face burying against the warm chest. It smelled of smoke... beer, and a familiar scent. Yet, everything blurred each time she tried to move. Each time she tried to think pass the crimson...

Aidan felt the car stop, and before she knew it Deirdre had kicked open a door. Pulling her head from a warm chest, her eyes glanced around a strange room. A single king sized bed sat against the middle of the right most wall. Plain deep silk purple sheets covered the bed including blood red covers. Both of the pillows were the same purple. A floor to ceiling window lined the furthermost wall. The other side of the room held a huge library of shelves and books. Around it, was a small seating area complete with two red sofa chairs and a deep oak coffee table.

Taking it all in, she sank into Deirdre's arms deeper. He said nothing as his feet moved across the dark brown carpet before coming to the bed. There, he moved to gently sit her down. However, as soon as he did, the man tried to pull away. A spike of fear choked Aidan, and before she knew what she was doing her hand whipped outwards. She caught the man's shirt unable to help her trembling. "W-Wait."

Deirdre's eyes softened slightly at the sight of her... still pale, frail, and covered in blood. She must have been standing close to be splashed that way. Growling low in his throat, he turned to her as tears begun to flow down her eyes once more. "W-What happened? Why did they shoot those people?"

Fear returned to her eyes. A sickness like no other took her over, and it left her trembling. Her whole entire body vibrated with the need to run. Her ears were ringing. Her breath came out in pants, and a cold sweat drenched her. She could see nothing, feel nothing, and instead found herself searching for an escape.

"Aidan." A voice growled, yet she still would not look at him. Her head snapped around, looking and searching for danger.

"Why? Who were those people? I-I didn't do anything wrong. My mom didn't answer. I-I just-"

"Aidan!" Deirdre snapped harshly.

"Why did those people have to die?!" She screamed suddenly, but her next words were cut off by lips sealing over hers.

Deirdre had moved to shove the women to her back where his hand cuffed along her cheek. His eyes, blue and piercing, closed slowly at the taste of her. She, on the other hand, went stone cold as she tasted those addictive lips... felt his body as it laid over hers, and breathed in his toxic breath. Aidan's hands, that had been clenching his shirt before, slowly moved until one was gripping his hair, and the other was laying on the hand on her cheek. It felt like hours, but it was mere seconds before Deirdre pulled away to speak. "Are you calm now?"

Without realizing it, she had closed her eyes, and her once trembling body had become still again. The taste of his lips, and the feel of his touch had washed away the demons there. Now, she laid under him with her eyes finding those soft blue ones. Those eyes that always were unreadable... hard... and forsaken looked at her with such worry and regret. For a second there, he looked so much younger... so breakable that she had not even realized her thumb had begun to trace along his throat and down along his shoulder. Saying nothing, he leaned down and brushed his tongue to lick away the tears before tracing his nose along her neck.

"Why did this have to happen?" Aidan mumbled softly and flinched at the memory, yet once more his tongue brushed along her throat to erase it. It was a calming sensation. His hands, his scent and touch... When had he become important to her? Why did he calm her? Why did she feel so safe?

Shaking her head, she tugged his hair. Glancing sideways at her, Deirdre watched her, yet refused to move. "Make me forget." She whispered, but he narrowed his eyes at such a request. She had no idea what she was asking for. She had no idea what that would mean for her, and something inside of him found pleasure at the idea. He wanted to consume her from the very start, yet something made him hesitate. He had every intention of keeping her here, but in this way?

Pulling his head up, Deirdre moved to gently brush a thumb along the necklace before leaning down to paint it with his lips. "You should not tempt wild lions." He reminded her. "We tend to bite."

Aidan's eyes lightened at that thought. "Then bite." Deirdre growled low in his throat at her response.

A rumbling begun in his throat once more at such a request. Forcing himself up onto his elbows, he stared down at her... unmoving and silent as if to wait for her rejection. Deirdre was not a good person. He knew this about himself. He was a devil... evil and dark with a lust of danger... a lust for blood and death. His very hands were tools for destruction. He had been raised in such a way.. no longer human, but a professionally trained lethal weapon. Looking down at her though with her determined eyes... tear stained cheeks... something inside of him tightened. Something inside of him roared for him to take her... to mark her as his... to chain her to him. Deirdre wanted to possess her, however he did not understand why. Why her? Why did he care about her?

Clenching his jaw, a rage sparked in his calm eyes. Aidan, seeing this, reached up to brush her thumb along his cheek... his jawline, and down his throat. That ignited a fire inside of him. Gripping her shirt, one tug he ripped it from her body. Aidan yelped out in surprise, but soon his hand was yanking up her bra. His lips sealed onto hers again, and he kissed her... really kissed her. His lips burned against hers while his hand gripped her breast. She gasped out in surprise as he roughly forced a knee between her legs. Within mere seconds, sensation filled her once void senses. Each movement had her grinding against his knee... against her core where she so needed it. Despite this though, he did not let her off.

He moved to drag his teeth along her jawline... her throat and down to her chest. "W-Wait." Aidan cried out as he nipped at her pink nipple. Blowing against it to calm the bite, he watched proudly as it hardened. Her whimper only encouraged him further to part his lips before wrapping them around it. Deirdre's tongue curled around the hardened nipple as he listened to her whimpers and gasps. He barely felt as she tore at his hair or along his shirt. Aidan could not decide if she wanted to push him away or to pull him closer. She simply knew she was burning... she was on fire, and the room once so peaceful now blurred with pleasure. She could feel his arousal, the primal urge to take her. "D-Deirdre." She cried out.

Her hands moved suddenly to push against his chest, yet the instant she did he stopped. Deirdre glanced up at her before narrowing his eyes. Those eyes that no longer looked human, but rather an animal... determined to take what was theirs. Once calm, now, the male reached up and snatched her by the wrists. His lips came to trace along her ear as he spoke. "If you can't stay still, let me help you." She never got a word in as he suddenly grabbed her shirt, wrapped it around her wrists and tied them to the bed frame. Aidan yanked against the hold, yet she never got to speak her protest as his lips found hers again.

Aidan's body arched and yanked against the hold... needing more... needing him, yet he was relentless. His tongue curled and claimed hers... The fire he had ignited was now a wildfire. He had not even stripped yet... not even touched her there yet, but he took her breath away and left her wanting. Aidan moaned softly when his soft lips moved to her other breast where his tongue teased against the nipple. He brushed it softly with just the tip, before nipping at the bottom of her breast.

Once doing so, he moved down her body to taste along her ribs... her stomach, and finally came to her waist band. Each movement dragged him lower and lower as his hair tickled down her body. Without waiting for her to recover, he gripped both her pants and underwear to yank them both down to her knees. Aidan yanked harshly against the bed frame as she groaned in frustration. She wanted to touch him... yank against his hair, but he simply chuckled at her struggle. "P-Please." She whimpered out, but he ignored her as he leaned back to look at her there... covered in sweat, red, and begging for him. Small gasps echoed in the quiet air making the male slowly smirk at her desperation. Deirdre wanted to taste her... wanted to devour her until she went limp, but he doubted he would be able to last that long.

Licking his lips, he moved down again and listened to her yell out. "D-Damn it!" He bite roughly against her inner thigh while a thick finger brushed against her slit. Her hips rolled into his touch, but he pulled away. She cursed at him, however it was silenced by a thick finger forcing itself way into her core. Arching her back, she gasped and jerked as pleasure wrecked her system. She could hardly believe he had only pressed a finger into her... a finger that was now slowly moving itself inside of her while he marked her body along her throat... her hip... His tongue left trails as he tasted her. "Just fuck me already!"

Aidan yelled suddenly as her hips rolled, and her hands yanked against the binds. Deirdre smirked and slapped a hand against her ass. She yelped at the pain while glaring at him. Did he not understand that she needed him inside of her? It was then, she realized he must have because he had pulled away... leaving her cold and trembling. That did not last long though, but with expert hands he was undoing his buttons. He smirked though as the male instead moved to yank off his socks... and undo a button on his shirt. He did not take it off though, but instead started to work on his pants. In one smooth motion, he yanked off his them and boxers before kicking them aside.

Aidan's eyes widened at the sight of him standing there... his large length hard and ready for her. She feared just how it would fit inside of her... Now she deeply regretted not having him loosen her more, but it was to late now before his body moved to cover her. Deirdre kicked her legs open before positioning her hips against his own. The tip brushed against her entrance while he placed her position... rubbing and grinding to cover his length in her juices. It only proceeded to send shocks of pleasure through her and excite her more. "Let me touch you." She whimpered out.

Yet, Deirdre said nothing in response as he leaned down and kissed her deeply. It was then she felt the burning pain as he shoved into her core... with no mercy, no hesitation he filled her until he was balls deep inside of her. She could not stop her scream against his lips as Deirdre begun to pound away... again and again claiming her as his.. and his alone.