12 The Blood Tells No Lies

"I called you. I want your blood." She responded after the breathtaking kiss. She was panting. "I told you my desire is strong." She replies in between each kiss. With each kiss getting deeper and deeper. She ran her hand down his chest lightly. Hearing his blood pumping through his veins but not losing control of herself. She lightly bites his bottom lip careful to not break the skin. Her body shivers in anticipation. "Master Cedric, you're playing with fire."

Cedric knew as soon as he looked into her eyes what she wanted but, that didn't stop him from kissing her. He kept kissing her until she playfully bit him. 'Her eyes are shining with the desire of drinking my blood.' He looked at her seductively, "I like a challenge." He released her from the kiss and leaned his body against the headboard pulling her along with him. He positioned her in a cuddling position making it easy for her to drink deeply. "Drink." He commanded as he brought her face to his neck.

She let him move her body as he pleased. She wrapped her arm around his chest and lightly kissed his neck. Her fangs extended and broke the skin on his neck and she started to drink lightly at first but then her throat burned with an unbearable thirst so she started to drink more deeply. As she drank this time she listened to the story of the blood. 'That phrase is familiar to me. Translating old Vampire texts. What an interesting job. I should explore where the wolf demon's blood comes from.' She drank less deeply but didn't stop either. She slowly traced to blood in his body separating the two and following the demon's blood back to the heart as the main source. As soon as she reached the heart she stopped drinking his blood and sealed to wound. She looked him in the eyes. "Why do you have a demon's heart?"

He patted her head and ran his hand through her hair. 'She must have been pretty hungry to call me the way she did. I should ask how that works.' he noticed that she was drinking a lot slower. Cedric waited for her to finish drinking. At her words the temperature in the room became frosty. "How do you know about that? That's not something I told you about." He roughly pinned her to the bed eyes no longer emerald but ebony. Rage was in his eyes and could clearly be read from his facial expression.

"Cedric, you are a half-demon warlock. You can't have the heart of a demon otherwise. I can trace through blood while I drink. I found your heart is the heart of a demon through and through. You may be able to hide it from others but your blood can't lie. You personally didn't tell me but your blood says it all." She laid pinned under him. "Your eyes are the darkest shade ebony right now. You aren't in control of yourself at all. Will you lose control and kill me now that I know?" She looked up at him gently. Her wrists were started to hurt and would surely bruise at this point.

Involuntary his grip on her wrists tightened. "What am I an open book now!" There was a powerful oppressive power building in the room.

"The blood tells no lies." Her voice was sharp and cold. Yuki had more experience with demons than most of the mythical creatures alive today. She knew that she could break free from his grip if she had not been bound with the chain and she did not predict that he would really be a half-demon that would lose control of his sanity. 'Fuck. I have to get him to calm down. I could not have predicted this. Should I release my powers and risk losing control? No, if I do that I will die. I might not have a choice.' She concentrated on releasing a fraction of her power. Her hair turned silver and swiftly she kicked him in the stomach. "Release me before you lose your mind, Cedric!"