LXII ||| What Is Blood If Not a Drink?

When he cried, I cried with him.

But Oliver didn't stop, and the deep sorrow and guilt in his voice made me break for him. I let him talk, let him let it all out of his chest, and I didn't say a word. All I did was hug him tight and let him know I was here.

Like he did for. Because I may want to break our bond to keep him safe, but we are mates, and right now he needs me to show that to him.

"Darius twisted my memories to make me believe I hated my older brother Vernon, and to see him as the murderer of Via and Bash. They made him use a magic-blocking bracelet for him not to use it on me, for him to be unable to fight for his survival as his little brother murdered him. But he didn't even fight me, because he couldn't harm his baby brother and he knew I had no control over my mind whatsoever. So, I ended up giving him the same fate I did to all those children."

"The next a hundred years, the processed of killing the recent-made innocent vampire kids kept happening. But this time it alternated in me seeing Via, Bash, and Vernon's deaths and killing their murderers, who should have been me and Darius. But they didn't stop there. When it came to the 10001st death, after exactly a century since I killed Vernon, I murder my second oldest sibling, Cyrus, in the same way."

"More a hundred years killing innocents, but that was all needed to set me on the edge they so badly wanted. Six hundred years of that were enough to make me go very near insanity. Every time the illusion ended, I remembered the person I killed, and worse than that, my two brothers. My parents would always tell me who the kid was, how old they were, how innocent they were, their name, age, birthday, the basic to make me feel bloody guilty."

"In the books they found, it said that the most important point for me to unlock a rare and powerful special ability potentially catastrophic, was drinking the blood of innocents vampire who never killed anyone in their lives, and my parents made that happen. So, on the 600th year, right on my birthday, when they took me out of the coffin, I awakened disintegration the unique power to turn everything to dust with a wave of my hand. Which they are immune to it, apparently because they gave me their blood to drink on the potion for so long."

"I had absolutely no idea how to use it, and I was angry, and I ended up using it on the ten born-vampire Royal guards guarding the door of the crypt in a second. I tried to use on the coffin I was staying in, but also didn't work, as it was part of the reason I had the power to begin with. But they felt like I would hone it if I stayed more three hundred years there, and so, I was kept inside it, and they kept feeding me the damned potion."

"The killings didn't stop. No. Darius and Violet decided I wasn't broken enough. By then, River had already been born and was already in his stasis too, but I had no idea about it. As I had no emotional connection with him, he would be of no use, and he was also a children of their powerful mating bond, so, they chose not to risk it. But the same couldn't be said by my remaining brother and two sisters, whom I had a deep link with."

"So, on the 700th, in my birthday, they sent my first older sister and third sibling Cecily. On the 800th, also on my birthday, came my second sister and fourth sibling Juniper. Last, on my birthday in the 900th year, they made me kill my third brother and fifth older sibling Chuck. All together with killing other seven thousand and two hundred innocent recent-made vampire kids, all five-year-olds. Nevertheless, from the point I awakened disintegration, it was all I used to kill them. And because I was no more drinking their blood, Darius and Violet would force me to drink about five liters of blood after every time they gave me the potion, definitely some innocents kids blood, but it was better than drinking from the literal source as I had been doing before."

"My siblings were the exception, as they did it in a way to make sure I would drink all of their blood before using my power to disintegrate them, making it all worse. Apparently, they needed me to drink all of my five half siblings dry, saying I needed to consume all that never should have existed and make the power they had separately from mother and father, mine. They wanted me to wipe out any loosen edges that didn't came from their mating bond, and so they sacrificed their own children for this."

"But they weren't satisfied with me having stayed for just 900 years in stasis, so, they kept me there for more sixty years. In these sixty years they alternated the deaths I would be reliving. Via and Bash, Vernon, Cyrus, Cecily, Juniper, and Chuck. Over and over again. Until I unlocked all of the abilities they all possess, aside from disintegration."

"Telekinesis, telepathy on anyone who's weaker than me, memory, illusion, shadow, darkness, blood, dream, gravity, sky, and disintegration. Plus invisibility, the ability to copy any vampire's powers temporarily, and my purple flame. That's all this got me. And it was thanks to the fact that I came out to be their perfect subject as they wanted me to, that they took River out of his stasis, after 760 years, at the same they did me."

"That's all my family was about. I got out of stasis so bloody broken and traumatized and scared of myself, that I avoided everyone and anyone who tried to get near me. Even River, as I was terrified of murdering the only sibling I had remaining. He was innocent, his stasis went the normal way, he didn't go through what I did, he never met my friends or our older siblings, and neither did he knew all I could do."

"My parents, seeing my state of mind, contacted the strongest witch alive, the most ancient and powerful one, to ask her to fix me and train me, and that's when Mia came into the picture, half a year after I left stasis. And she took a look at me, laughed, and told them she would take me under her wing and help me find myself again, and control my powers. Even Meredith is wary of Mia's power and neutrality, so my parents actually respected her and allowed her to take care of me."

"The deadline for us to start in Belladonna is physically 7 years old, and she had a year and half before that. So, she took me to her castle of a house in Vienna, Austria. Like you, she has time magic, and she used it to stretch then time of 1 year, into 500 years. I was only able to act normally again after her treating me like a son for 200 years, and then, she honed me with the tattoos to control my magic in the next 300. When it ended, I went to spend two months at the Vampire Court's palace in the magical London, and I was able to pretend to be a filial son and act like a Prince should, all while controlling my magic at physically 7-years-old."

"Mia told me that was what I should do until I could find a way to fight my parents, and to protect River, who still believed our parents were good vampires. If I showed weakness, they would use him against me. I had been through that five times, I wasn't going to do it again, Hel. And in this two months I spend there, I finally allowed myself to get closer to River and his best friends," sigh, "the Circle kids. Irene, Rio, Nevena, Dimitry, and Igor. Because like Via and Bash, they are also children of Grand Duke and Duchess of the Vampire Court, and I know for experience that their parents wouldn't think twice before sacrificing them if needed."

"So, I became for them, someone they could rely on, someone who they would go after when they needed help, when they were in danger. An older brother, and a figure I used to had before. They became the little siblings I never had, and I vowed to protect them like I wasn't… like I wasn't protected. To do that, I needed my parents to be unguarded with me, and the way to do so was to prove my worth. So, when I was sent to the Academy, I took as a duty to become first in everything, always."

"This place became my home because the only people that mattered to me were here. Mia, River, and the Circle kids…" he caressed my hair. "Now you. Then I became aware of the Meredith-Bloom-problem and Mia explained to me that, to be able to freely deal with my parents, I would need to deal with Meredith first. She's been wary of me since I came out of stasis with a said unique rare catastrophic and never seen before type of magic. And she got even more wary after Mia took me in as a pupil."

"Dealing with her is a must. If I do that, I'll be able to deal with Darius and Violet, as Meredith is stronger, and I can't use disintegration on my parents, or on Meredith. But all of my powers are extremely strong, so it's a given. It came with a big cost, but I'll find a way to break whatever spell is making it impossible for me to turn either of them to dust." He said firmly, through the tears that were shaking his body.

Mine's shaking too, but it's because of my tears. They were rolling down like an overwhelming geyser, and I kept my lips tightly shut not to cry out loud, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry you had to go through all this, Oli. I'm so sorry," I hugged him rightly. "Now they are my enemies too. I… You don't have to worry… there's no way they'll be… that they'll be immune to a black winged serpent like me. If you can't use it, I'll… I'll kill them all for you. I'll… I'll make them pay for… for what they put you… through."

Holding my shoulders softly, he made me look at him, and those sorrowful tears adorning his beautiful face, his teary turquoise eyes, and all the grief I saw in there made me break in tears again. "Don't cry, beautiful. I… I didn't want to make you cry. I'm here. I'm okay. I would never lie to you, and I don't want to hide anything. You asked me, so I opened up. I… I don't want to make you feel bad, babe…" his lips tremble softly.

"No, Oli," I groaned. "You are not okay. This is not okay. Nothing on this bloody fucking shitty hellish situation is okay. I'm crying because I can feel your pain," I whispered putting my open palms on his chest. "I can feel your sorrow, and I know how that feels way too well, Oli. If I'm still struggling after what happened to me, I can't imagine how you are. So, don't say you're okay when you are not. I'm not okay with that. And I'm the one who should be consoling you, not the other way around, you bloody dumbarse. I'm here. I am here, Oli," I assured him.

Then, still teary, he kissed me and I kissed him back.

"What can I do to help you?" I whispered, still worried. "To make you not think about that. To make this pain go away for a bit?"

His eyes turned bright red, "Make love with me, Hel. Keep this bloody time magic on, and make love with me until we are both unable to move, to think, to remember anything but each other's names. Let me make love with you in each and every part of this cabin, and then do it again, and do it one more time."

"The books-"

"Time is frozen, we can finish the books later. Now, I need you in me, babe. I need to be inside you. I need the warmth only you can give me. Embrace me with everything you have, in and out," he whispered.

"You set me on fire, Oli," I whispered against his lip and I hopped my hips up a bit, used my hands to push his underwear down, took his huge cock on my hands and pushed my panty aside, then I slid him into my pussy slowly and entirely without stopping, letting my body open itself for him and accommodate him inside me, all while keeping my eyes on his rubies.

He opened my shirt, took it out of me and threw it away, "I love how well you take my cock, Hel. How your pussy consumes me full. How deliciously tight and insanely moist and ready you are for me every time I get inside you," grabbing my arse with his hands, he made me move. "Move your hips for me, beautiful. Ride on me like you own me, because you do."

Crying out his name, I moved frenetically and desperately as if the world was going to end if I didn't. "Bite me," I told him as I tightened my pussy around his thick length.

"Bloody fuck, I see red every time you get tight like that, babe," he said against my neck. "Tell me your mine."

Until I save you from this, "I'm yours," I moaned, and when he told me to say it again, I did, unable to deny him. "Babe, I'm yours. I'm yours."

"You are mine," he groaned possessively, "and I'm entirely yours."

Then his fangs sank into my neck and he took me to heaven.