Letters to Romeo.

Chapter 116 - Twisted Sheets Of The Bed

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Julie felt Roman graze his thumb against her wrist, where he still held her. At his words, her heart skipped a beat, and she wondered what Roman had on his mind. She felt him pull her towards him, and he said,

"Stay here. I will be back in a second."

Julie watched Roman get down from the bed while she sat down with her knees folded, and she looked at Roman's taut back.

Her eyes followed him, staring at his shoulders and the back muscles that moved when he went to pull the cupboard. His firm body tapered towards his waist, and she had held on to him earlier when they were in the bathing tub. She saw the way there was some sort of writing on the back of his body. She watched Roman pull out drawers in the room, rummaging through the things while searching for something. She wondered what he was looking for..

Roman then turned to look at the clothes Julie had worn last evening before leaving Veteris, and his eyes fell on her scarf. He picked it up and came back to where Julie was on the bed.

Her throat went dry on seeing it, where she already had a faint idea of what he was planning to do.

"Your hands," said Roman. The look in his eyes had changed to something dark and serious, and he said, "Don't be scared."

Julie brought her hands forward, and he tied the scarf around her hands, binding them together as if he was going to kidnap her. Maybe kidnapped to pleasure land, the thought passed by her mind.

The chiffon scarf had dried, and Roman tied both her wrists so that it wouldn't come loose while leaving the ends long.

"Too tight?" he asked her.

Julie shook her head, "No," she whispered.

Roman gauged Julie's expression, noticing the curiosity as well as anxiousness in those eyes of hers. Her hair had dried at the top, while the ends were still wet. He suggested,

"Let us get you to a comfortable position, shall we," he picked her up in his arms and brought her to place her near the headrest while letting her lay flat on the bed. Pushing the pillows away, he raised her hand to place it above her head before tying the long ends of the scarf to one of the bars of the bed. He then put back the pillow so that she wouldn't end up hitting her head on the metal rod later.

In the meantime, with her body spread on the bed and her hands stretched back, her heart softly continued to beat in anticipation, watching Roman's face. His features held a shadow along with the golden glow of the candles and the fireplace, noticing his sharp jaws and his eyebrows looked darker, along with the eyes under it.

When the red eyes met the brown ones, Julie heard Roman's words, "It might hurt a little."

"Are you going to bite me again?" asked Julie, not knowing which part of her skin he was planning to bite next.

"Yes, but something better than that," replied Roman, his words were calm, but his eyes looked like they held a fire that was soon going to unleash. "Relax and feel it. Okay?"

Julie nodded her head, "Okay."

Roman bent down and kissed her lips, drawing her out of her shell more. Julie tasted Roman lips, feeling his tongue rub against her until she felt as if she was melting, while not knowing he was only getting started with the way he wanted to love her. He pressed his lips against her cheek and then to her jaw. His lips slowly grazed against the surface of her skin, travelling from her neck, moving downwards to the valley of her breasts.

Julie's body flinched, not because his actions were painful, but they were ticklish, and she tried not to move too much. Roman left wet kisses on her chest, not leaving the opportunity to show his love towards her. His mouth enclosed one of her breasts, sucking it before blowing air at it.

A gasp escaped from Julie's lips, feeling the change in the sensation that had switched from his hot mouth to the cold air.

Roman's hands slowly moved on both sides of her body, tracing soft lines with his fingertips that felt nothing less to a feather-like touch. His hands moved to settle on her waist, feeling the curve of her body, while he continued to kiss her on the underside of her breast before going lower. When Roman's lips touched her stomach, another gasp escaped from Julie's lips, and her chest heaved up and down with the thrill that he was offering her.

Julie's hand stopped her from moving.

Roman pulled his head away from her, with his legs placed on either side of her body as he stared at her. Their eyes met, and he asked her, "Good?"

"Yes," replied Julie, her cheeks had turned pink, and her lips parted.

When Roman was with her, there was something about him that made her feel as if she ran a mile because he often left her breathless.

His hair looked tousled, and his gaze transfixed on her. He moved below his hand below her stomach.

Julie's stomach was quick to dip when she felt his fingertips draw out lines on her skin, evoking sensations that had her body pushed back towards the surface of the bed.

It was like a hurricane in her stomach, and she bit her lip when Roman continued to torture her by running his hand over and over again until she finally called out his name,

"Rome!"

"Mm?"

When her eyes met his again, she felt as if a devil possessed him, or he was the devil himself, who had personally come to torture and please her at the same time. It looked like he was enjoying seeing her tremble and shake under his wicked touches. And he did. Roman watched Julie writhe on the bed, naked for him to look. He doubted there would be anything ever this beautiful he would ever get to lay his eyes or hands-on ever in his life again.

His hands moved down, and when he cupped her sex, Julie's lips parted more.

Some parts of her skin had turned red because of Roman's nibbles, and some sides of her skin on her back held lines that were caused by his nails. Her skin was sensitive under his touch, and it was quick to respond to him.

Julie tried to keep her eyes on Roman, but it was impossible to look at him when his finger ran across the length of her sex, and her chin raised while her eyes momentarily closed on feeling it.

She heard Roman say, "You don't have to hold yourself back in here. No one will hear you."

She looked back at him when he pushed her legs away from each other, and she saw him sitting between her legs. He continued to rub his finger against her wet core, and the more he did it, the wetter it turned, and she was losing the ability to think anything other than what she felt. Julie was aroused, and she felt an ache build between her legs.

When Roman's finger lightly probed her entrance, Julie's hands tried to pull, and her heartbeat quickened. Her toes dug into the surface of the bed when she felt him press his finger further.

"Breathe, love," Roman tried to calm her, and hearing the word of endearment from him turned her putty in his hands.

Julie took deep breaths, trying to calm her quivering body from the burst of sensation she felt from Roman's finger, which had gone back to rubbing her between her legs. And while she was doing that, Roman pushed his finger inside her wet sex.

"Ah!" Julie whimpered, her back arched at the sudden intrusion.

It felt strange to have something inside her, and she gripped the iron rod above her head. Her eyes moved to look at where Roman was sitting. She saw him pull his finger out of her, which was covered in traces of her blood. His eyes met hers, and he brought his finger in front of his lips, and he sucked it in his mouth.

Julie's eyes widened. The sight in front of her was too erotic and hot for her mind to be able to process.

"Is it too painful?" Roman asked her, his voice deep and sensual to her ears. He believed it was better to prepare her beforehand instead of having him directly without any prior preparation.

She said, "You know when the doctor says he's going to count till three but he skips two numbers?"

Roman's lips subtly twitched at Julie's words, "Better than prolonging the fear," he stated, and placed both his hands on her smooth thighs, spreading them apart while stretching them.

From where Julie laid, she watched Roman and the daunting expression on his face. With the way he looked at her, her body started to tingle with desire and need.

The scent of her blood wafted and surrounded where Roman sat, and without waiting anymore, he dived towards her warm sex that was waiting for him to taste her.

A few days ago, when Roman had pleasured her in the lonely and darkroom behind the back theatre, she didn't believe it could get better than that. But she was wrong. Because when Roman's tongue lapped on her wet sex, that pain she felt earlier was quickly replaced with pleasure.

He ran his tongue to lap the arousal that had come to pool between her legs before he kissed and nibbled on it. Julie had started to pant, a subtle amount of fog escaping from her lips. He pushed his tongue inside her throbbing core.

"AH!" another moan spilt out from her lips.

Her back had arched itself, and Roman brought his hands to hold the sides of her bottom, keeping her in place.

He continued to lick and lap over her entrance, tasting the blood because of the earlier probe. She tasted sweet, and he was addicted to her. Putting his mouth over her wet sex, which only turned wetter because of her arousal, he sucked her and heard Julie's moans and sighs filling the room.

Julie closed her eyes, the sensation of Roman's tongue pushing her to a blissful state. Her feet raised themselves, unable to keep her body, and it trembled at his touch. Her feet dug into the bed, pulling it near her as she dragged them backwards, feeling fireworks ready to explode in her body.

When he lightly nipped her skin, her eyes flew open, feeling the pain that was quick to replace itself with pleasure again.

She felt Roman's grip on her bottom turn firm as he continued to suck and lick her, swirling his tongue around her wet sex while leaving her puffing for air.

Her legs started to tremble, and she could feel that she was going to climax soon. Julie wished her hands were free so that she could weave her fingers into Roman's hair and let him know that she was going to relieve herself soon, as she couldn't form proper sentences in her mind to reach her lips.

"R-Rome-ah!" Julie stuttered, but Roman didn't pay attention to her words, and he continued to suck her, eating her out; and it took a couple of minutes before her sexual arousal hit the spot, and she finally came.

But Roman didn't pull away from between her legs, and he continued to lead her to another orgasm. He didn't go easy on her, and the movements of his lips turned fierce compared to the last few minutes.

Julie's throat had become dry with all the sighs and moans that had spilt from her mouth. As Roman pushed her towards another orgasm, she didn't have control over her body, and soon she reached another climax.

She panted, her eyes were closed, and her chest heaved up and down as she floated in the feeling of being in the clouds. Her body hummed with the two orgasms she had—

Julie's body shook when Roman's tongue swirled at her entrance before he pushed it in. She gulped at the thought that he wanted her to go for the third time.

"Rome?" her voice came out as a whisper, which was painted in her sexual arousal.

Roman slightly raised his head, his eyes focussing on her while his tongue continued to work on her. This time it was her heart that trembled her chest, as the aura that he exuded right now was of pure sexual masculinity that wanted to conquer her.

He raised his head further up, where his tongue peeked out, and Julie blushed, seeing him run his tongue over his lips.

"Did you forget what I told you before?" he asked her.

There was something dangerous and wild the way he looked at her, and he moved his lips towards one of her legs which had folded. He ran his lips against the tender skin on the inside thigh.

"I haven't," Julie breathed the words out of her lips.

When Roman had told her he liked it rough, she didn't gauge that he was going to sexually torture her. And something told her this was only the beginning. She felt the torture of the continuous orgasm until her body felt spent. She doubted she would be able to survive another one.

"What if I fall asleep because of exhaustion—" Julie's eyes closed when Roman sunk his fangs in her tender flesh.

Another whimper was heard from Julie.

"I have my ways of keeping you awake," he said, licking her skin, and Julie wondered if she would end up with bite marks all over her body the way Roman was. His pushed his finger into her throbbing sex, and Julie threw her head back, feeling him push it in and out a couple of times, which was later replaced with his mouth.

Her mind turned hazy as she couldn't think straight anymore, and though her body was feeling worn out, her wet sex continued to ache for Roman's touch and attention. She didn't know how many minutes had passed since they had gotten on the bed, or how much time had passed since her second orgasm.

Roman picked up both her legs, letting it rest on either side of his shoulders as he continued to please her. Her body trembled with the sexual release and Julie's eyes closed, her body turning slack on the bed. She tried to catch her breath, and while she tried to come down from her high, Roman finally pulled back his head and used his finger to wipe the corner of his lips before he put it in his mouth.

Julie's breath was slightly even, and he decided to stop while she was still conscious. Moving towards the head of the bed, Roman untied the scarf from the rods of the bed and then untied her hands.

Getting down from the bed, he hooked his hands below her legs and her back.

Picking her up in his arms, Roman carried her to the other side of the wooden divider, where the bathtub was.

"I feel like I am floating in the clouds," whispered Julie, with her eyes closed.

"Soon you're going to feel like you are in an ocean," said Roman, and he placed her in the tub before joining her in it.

Roman had her back lean against his chest, where she was still feeling the effects of the orgasms. He placed his chin on her slender shoulder and wrapped his arms around her, keeping her close to his heart. "Was it too tiring?" he asked her before kissing her shoulder.

To Julie, it was hard to say yes when he was being this nice, and she smiled, "What about you?" Opening her eyes, she turned her head to meet his eyes.

"There's nothing to be tired of when you enjoy doing something to someone," Roman's eyes looked directly into her eyes, and she noticed the darkness that she had seen in his eyes before had disappeared. She wondered if it was his vampire side that had made its presence known.

The warmth in the water had reduced, and it had turned cold. But it was bearable with Roman holding her. With the way they had spent their time intimately with each other, she felt like she had gotten closer and more comfortable with him.

Roman picked up one of her hands, taking a look at her wrist to check if the scarf had left any marks on them, knowing how Julie had tugged on it before. His thumb brushed against the skin of her wrist, and he brought it to his lips before pressing his lips on it.

If Julie's heart had wings, it would have flown out of her chest by now. She felt it flutter over his gesture, and she internally felt warm over his actions.

Right now, Julie didn't want to think about tomorrow because she knew they would have to return to Veteris as Roman had been asked to return quickly.

Julie hoped everything would be alright, and even if it didn't, she knew she could count on Roman with her. Her life wasn't as lonely as it was a few months ago. It had gotten better. She was no longer a nobody, but someone important to one person, and she had made good friends. Life was better than before.

Roman's fingers intertwined with her fingers, and Julie watched the difference in the length of their fingers.

"What time are we heading back to Veteris?" asked Julie.

"Maybe in the evening. There's something I want to check before we leave from here," replied Roman, gently squeezing her fingers between his fingers. "The girl said she was here to meet someone. She's probably planning to turn the boy into one of my kind, probably why she didn't compel him. Once a human turns into a vampire, the previous compulsion breaks like a broken spell."

Julie continued to look at their fingers, a small worried frown coming to her face.

"I don't think he would be happy once he finds out that she's been lying about things," her voice was low, and with the rain that had stopped outside the motel, everything around them had turned quiet.

Julie wasn't exactly Keith's friend as before, but she didn't want Natalie bringing him harm.

"In general, not many welcome the thought of vampires. We aren't as magnificent as some humans try to portray us," hummed Roman, and he continued, "Let us see what the girl is upto, and which vampire she's dealing with."

Julie nodded her head. Though she didn't mind some of the vampires like Roman and his friends, turning the humans into vampires was something that didn't sit well with her. It was because she knew some of the humans had been turned against their will.

"Is there anyone who is responsible for handling and controlling the vampire population?" asked Julie.

"That has been under Donovan. Many years ago, it used to be another person, named Avice Swan. But neither I nor anyone from Veteris has seen her. We know her only by name, and it is only the Elders who have seen and met her. I heard from Dante that she had been staked and is now resting in the casket."

"I see," murmured Julie, before asking him, "Isq Mr. Nottingham, the only relative alive?"

"I guess so. Donovan likes to consider me as his family," Roman's lips twitched, and Julie smiled at his little joke.

Her smile faltered, and she confessed, "I am nervous to go back to Veteris."

"Don't be. He won't eat you," responded Roman, kissing her neck and then behind her ear. "I am the only one who is allowed to do that."

When Julie's stomach grumbled, she heard a soft chuckle escape from Roman's lips. He said, "Let's get you out of the tub so that you can eat something quickly."

Both Roman and Julie helped each other take bath, rubbing the bar of soap on each other's body and washing it off by taking turns. Once they stepped out of the bathtub, they dried themselves completely and stepped back into the area where the bed was located. Julie wore the clothes that belonged to Roman, which she had borrowed, and she got on the bed.

She saw Roman in his pants, where he hadn't bothered to wear a shirt.

When Roman went to pick up the bag of food, Julie heard the snapping sound of twigs, and her eyes moved in the direction of it. Her eyes widened, realizing she had completely forgotten about Corvin, who now appeared in front of the bed. She gave the creature an apologetic smile and bowed her head.

"I am so sorry, I forgot to summon you back," Julie felt guilty for forgetting about it after seeing and being in Roman's company.

Hearing Julie talking, Roman turned and looked at where she was looking, but he saw nothing but emptiness in there. But when he looked at the reflection in the mirror, he finally saw the infamous Corvin, which had a wooden bird-like face and wore a long black robe.

When he turned back, this time, he didn't need the mirror to see the creature as it stood in its creepy glory.

'It's okay. My ability seemed to have stopped, had to walk all the way here,' said the creature in its dull tone.

"I am sorry about that. I didn't know Rome was going to be let out today, you seemed to have missed each other on the way," said Julie.

On her words, the Corvin turned its wooden bird head to its right, where Roman and it stared at each other.