Chapter 80

I smiled; I had officially made a friend. "That sounds great, Dr. Lex." She chuckled warmly. After tonight, you can just call me Lex. My IV drip was about halfway through when James emerged from the master bedroom, freshly showered and dressed. His eyes smoldered as he gazed upon me. "Sorry. I thought you might be done by now."

I smiled, knowing full and well that he would have heard us. Dr. Lex said, "We'll be done in about thirty minutes." I smiled at him, "When I'm feeling better and eating regular food, Lex and I are going out to eat." He chuckled, "Dr. Lex, are you trying to steal my wife away from me?" 

She laughed, "Just for lunch and dinner every now and then; maybe when she's old enough, we can go to a bar." He replied, "That sounds fair. When you go out, it will be my treat." Then he gently kissed my forehead, and I smiled, "Thank you." Lex raised her eyebrows and smiled. 

James cleared his throat, "So, how much do I owe you?" Lex smiled and said, "She was such a good patient; I'll give you a discount: five grand." James nodded and went to the master bedroom before returning with a stack of bills in a mustard-colored band. He handed Lex the money, saying, "I am eternally grateful for everything you have done for Kara."

Her eyes widened, and she stumbled over her words, "Th-this is too much." James smiled, "You've earned every cent." She nodded and put the banded money in her bag, "Thank you so much." James nodded and said, "Do you want anything while you're finishing up?" She replied, "No thanks, I'm fine."

James looked at me, and I said, "I already ate, and I still have my cup of water." James gave me a thumbs-up, "Okay, I'll leave you two to it." He left again, giving us our privacy. Lex asked, "Is he always like that?" I nodded, "For as long as I've known him." She chuckled, "It must be nice."

My throat was starting to get tired from talking, and my voice sounded more gravelly the longer I spoke, so I nodded to answer her. She caught on and said, "We don't have to keep talking; rest your voice. I gave a thumbs up. The IV bag was almost done, so the awkward silence wouldn't have to last much longer.

I inhaled deeply and looked off in the distance. I wished that James was back in here so at least Lex would be entertained. I think she sensed my discomfort, so she stood and said, "You're almost done; I'm going to go wash up." She left briefly and returned, donning a new pair of gloves.

She removed my IV swiftly and expertly placed the gauze and self-adhesive band. She smiled, "I bet you're happy that you don't have to keep getting these." I nodded in agreement. I would not miss being poked and prodded, that was for sure. She added the needle to the sharps container and said, "We won't be needing this anymore either."

She closed the lid, permanently sealing it. She wiped down all her instruments and gathered everything that needed to be disposed of. I stood and followed her to the kitchen, where the trash can was. She touched my shoulders, looked at me after removing her gloves, and said, "I'll miss you, Kara. You have my number, so feel free to reach out for any reason."

I nodded and went to shake her hand, but she pulled me in for a big hug. It reminded me of Layla. I really hoped that she was doing alright. I walked back into the sitting room with Lex, and she grabbed her bag and led her to the front door. I waved my hand to tell her goodbye, and she returned the gesture before turning to leave.

I closed the door behind her and turned back toward the fireplace. James whooshed at me with his incredible speed and grabbed my hand, pinning it above my head and me between him and the door. I let out a gasp as his other hand lifted my chin to meet his gaze. His eyes smoldered like they had done earlier, and my stomach filled with butterflies.

A gasp left my lips when he grabbed my waist and pulled it to him. He kissed me passionately and then trailed his kisses slowly along my jawline, down my neck, across my collarbone, and didn't stop until he reached the tip of my shoulder. My body shuttered.

He whispered, "I've been waiting to do that since I got back." A giggle escaped my lips, and he lifted me up, carried me a little way, and placed me gently on the couch. The fireplace provided a warm contrast to his cold skin. He knelt in front of me and grinned deviously before playing with my jeans' waistband. "These need to come off now."

He started to undo the button, and I lifted my hips when he got to the zipper so it was easier for him. He peeled the tight jeans off my legs and chucked them haphazardly behind him. He looked up from his knelt position and then tugged at the base of his maroon V-neck t-shirt that I had borrowed.

He smiled, "This too." I lifted the shirt up over my head, and once it was off, he threw it toward my pants. He grabbed my thighs immediately after and pulled me to the edge of the couch. My eyes rolled back in anticipation of the pleasure I knew was about to flood my senses. 

He grabbed my panties and jerked them down before burying his face between my legs, and I moaned loudly. He trailed kisses down my inner thigh before making eye contact with me, and my core became drenched. He slid his finger inside, and my body quivered at his touch. His tongue traced back up my thigh, following the trail of kisses he had previously left.

My back arched, and my nipples hardened. I grabbed his hair between my fingers, guiding his pleasurable tongue up to my clit. He didn't fight it and continued gliding his finger in and out of me before he added another with a twisting motion. He paused teasingly and said, "I can't wait for you to feel me inside of you." 

His words made the butterflies in my stomach erupt into flight, and I breathlessly replied, "I want to feel you now." He could tell that I wanted him without words. He twisted his fingers and found my G-spot, where he pulsed them repeatedly. He finally replied once he had me under his control and said, "Soon, my Love, very soon." 

I grabbed onto the back of the couch and tried to squirm away, but he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back to him. My breathing was rapidly increasing, and I was going to orgasm at any moment. He could tell I was getting close, and he removed his fingers before forcing his face back between my thighs. 

His tongue lapped at my juices and then focused on my clit once again. Another moan escaped my lips as I felt a wave of passion course through me. My body tried to convulse, but he held me so tightly that I was unable to. I felt a tingling sensation in my fingertips, and my toes curled in response.

James popped his head up, looking smug, even proud of himself. As the intensity of the orgasm lessened, I said, "Please, I can't wait any longer. I want you to take me now." He looked deeply into my eyes, and loosened his grip, "You know we have to wait." I pouted; it wasn't fair. I had never wanted anyone so badly in my entire life.

I didn't care about the prophecy or whether we followed the rules. I just wanted to be with James physically and be connected spiritually. What was the worst that could happen? James could see my change in demeanor, "What's wrong, Love?" I crossed my arms and cleared my throat. It was probably the last thing that I would say tonight.

I began, "What would happen if we did it early? Would it mess up our blood bond?" Or are we just waiting so Sylas can try to get his hands on our offspring? James paused, "I'm not sure, but I don't want to risk messing something up and potentially lose you." I huffed, unsatisfied by his answer. He replied, "I'm sorry, Love. I don't know what else to say."

I stood and found my panties and pulled them up before going to look for the shirt that James had tossed. I slipped it on, too, before trudging down the hall to the master bedroom. James seemed dumbfounded by my foul mood and followed me down the hall. "Wait!", he exclaimed.

He said, "I don't understand. Why are you mad at me?" I glared at him, "I feel used. I'm always everyone's pawn, and I feel used. Now, the werewolves want to kill me if I don't let them use me to get their Lycan King; Sylas just wants to use me to get a dhampir-werewolf hybrid." I paused, "... and you are just going along with what he says."