A Whole Bunch of Loki's

The Euphoric Rush - Vampire Loki - Part Five

Said vampire remained silent throughout our entire walk back, even his boots on the floor barely seemed to make a sound and that in itself was unnerving, I knew that vampires were practically built for stealth but surely they made some casual noises.

Other night revelers walked past us on their way to their own parties or from clubs with a night's conquest on their arm.

A pack of werewolves howled with laughter as we walked past, the butch alphas with at least two ladies each on their arms as they led them to their den, a thought that I couldn't deny excited me a little.

"I wouldn't, they're savages when it comes to carnal functions," Loki commented casually, as if he was been conversing pleasantly this whole time.

"Considering their nature, it's not a surprise, I guess," I mumbled, my mind still conjuring images of a beautiful, black furred, half-shifted wolf dominating me into my mattress.

I tried to suppress the spike of arousal that peaked between my legs, wanting to keep my attention on the current situation and not distract myself with the lusts and needs that Loki had introduced me to.

Somehow, we made it to my place without incident, though I was dying to get some food in me.

As soon we stepped in, I grabbed a fast food brochure from its place tucked in between the house phone and the wall and began browsing through whilst making my way to the living room, Loki trailing behind me.

We didn't speak until after I'd go online and placed my order in, with no more distractions I had no choice but to batten down and listen to him.

Loki perched on a chair that matched the couch I was sitting on, his hands resting on top of his lap with the fingers laced as he regarded me wearily.

"Are you done now?" He asked, giving me a look of exasperation.

"I am, do go begin."

"Right, the only reason I didn't message back was because..." he paused and rubbed at his face, letting out a long sigh, "this is going to sound so stupid now that I'm saying it out loud."

"It better be stupid."

"It is," he shook his head, "I didn't respond and wanted to find other 'bitees' because I was worried that I would get addicted to you."

"Pardon?" I raised my eyebrow.

"That first night we slept together, you blood was unlike any I had ever had and it was amazing," he frowned as if uncertain on himself, his fingers tensing, "something sparked in me and I knew that I would end up wanting more."

I couldn't stop the huffed laugh that left me as I gave him an incredulous look.

"Really? My blood was addictive?"

"To me it was, something ignited within me that I've never experienced with other blood and it felt amazing, it was the best high I've ever had."

"So in the end all of this was about blood?"

"I'd say it was more about conserving your life, I feared that I would drain you just for the high and that's why I settled for lesser blood."

"That's terribly romantic in its own way," I sighed again and felt my throat tighten at the next thought that struck me, I didn't want to ask but knew that I had to for my own state of mind. "Did you sleep with any of the others you fed from?"

"No, though I may have craved it, for some reason it didn't feel right and the thought repulsed me as much as drinking from them did."

I ran a hand through my hair and nodded, letting out another long breath.

What he was saying made sense and I had no reason to disbelieve anything he had just said, even if it didn't make me fully forgive him for giving me the cold shoulder.

Though it was a sweet gesture and he was purely looking out for me, was it worth the concern and hurt I had experienced?

He seemed to be nothing but sincere with his claim, the expression on his face seeming to be earnest in wanting forgiveness.

I stared at him, chewing on my bottom lip as I thought things over, the tension building between us until a knock on the door broke the intense stares we were holding.

By the time I'd dished out the serving I wanted and walked back to the living room to sit down, I had pretty much decided on how to take this reveal of information.

Loki had been more than patient, waiting for me to return without a word, though his brows were creased in worry and his expression looked unsettled.

"Please say something."

I looked up from my plate, my fork still stabbing at the noodles I had ordered.

"I forgive you," I started, smiling at the way that Loki let out a breath of relief, "but I don't want this to happen again, I said that I didn't want us to be a one time thing and I meant it."

"Meant? Or still mean?"

"Fine, I still mean it."

He smiled and nodded, exposing his fangs which sent a thrilled shiver down my spine and caused me to look back at my food.

"Then I'll take note of my foolishness and make it up to you with the best of my abilities."

I bit my lip again, squirming in my seat before glancing at him from the corner of my eye.

"Promise?"

"Oh, I more than promise."