Chapter 107: Shades Of Possesiveness
"W-what?" Samantha’s pupils dilated, and her eyes widened. "....you just said?" She subconsciously shifted back on the bed, as if to escape from the impromptu question he had asked - to avoid him most notably, but to her surprise, he grabbed both of her hands that she had used to support herself in leaning back, and she inadvertently met his crimson eyes that demanded her attention.
"Running away? Well I can’t let that happen." He admitted softly, sounding partially frustrated. "This is all new to me, I need to understand what is going on, in my head, in my heart, and unfortunately for you, you’re going to have to help me get to the bottom of it. Listen, I am silently going out of my mind here, and your silence..? It’s making it harder for me to comprehend."
He let go of her hand when he sensed she wasn’t going to pull back any further, but he didn’t pull away from his position. Jerking his head slightly upward to push the strands of hair that disturbed his face, he let out a puff of air before meeting his little lamb’s dazed countenance.
"Maybe I’m being punished." He said conclusively, "I don’t know what it is but I can’t stop thinking about it.... about you, and believe me when I say I have tried. In all honesty, It’s the only thing I can think about and so I thought... Maybe if I did it again, satisfy these cravings, it could go away." It has to, thought Ivan who kept switching glances between her tempting lips to her alluring green eyes. He had so much to think about, many issues that needed his attention considering the four Lord’s were here, but how can he sort them out when his little lamb had chosen to occupy the entire space in his mind? And when he breathed in, her floral scent that reminded him of Jasmine and balsamic took over.
It was impossible to work where his mind was right now.
Samantha felt the weight of his words hanging on her shoulder, and her hands subconsciously grabbed the bedsheet, steading her resolve. It was difficult, but she had somehow managed to successfully pull that kiss at the back of her mind, promising herself never to dwell on it as it meant nothing. She didn’t want to wake up and remember that she had lost her first kiss to a vampire Lord... not that she had a problem with his kind, but he was someone she barely had feelings for..... or so she thought.
She never imagined her life would turn out to be this complicated, and she wanted to avoid it the best way she could by pushing the memories of his touch from her mind, but here he is, requesting she lets him kiss her again and ruin what she worked hard on to block away? Absolutely not!
"I’m afraid I’ll have to decline."
"Why? Do you have a problem with it?" He arched an eyebrow at her, giving her a serious look that told her he didn’t believe it. "If you hated it that much, then the least you would have done was rage, make a complaint, but then, I do not know you as someone who stays silent about what they hate, little lamb."