Caylin's Monsters
Chapter 14: Bittersweet
As I stared down at Mikael, my eyes were inexplicably drawn to his neck.
It was beautiful, and I was mesmerized by the throbbing pulse of his heartbeat.
I knelt down beside him, and I felt my mouth begin to water.
I was entering a tunnel, and my whole being was focused on that one point on his neck.
The vein was pulsing rhythmically. It was hypnotic… and intoxicating.
I felt a wave of heat coursing through my body, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I needed to have him.
I leaned in and gently pressed my lips to his neck. I was just going to give him a little kiss, but his neck tasted so sweet.
I could feel the throbbing of his heart against my lips. It was like the beating of a drum. The tempo began to pick up, and I could feel our heartbeats merging into one. My body began to tingle as waves of warm pleasure washed over me.
He started to moan with what I could only assume was delight. He must have felt it too. I lifted my lips from his neck for a moment and whispered to him, “I’m sorry if I woke you, love. Don’t mind me. You just looked so delicious that I couldn’t resist. Go back to sleep.” I pressed my lips to his neck once again and felt our heartbeats fall back in sync.
The pleasure was even more intense this time. I could feel my muscles tightening and my breathing become irregular. Pleasure was pulsating through every part of my body. I was approaching a precipice, on the verge of going over the edge. My whole body was quivering. I was filled to the brim and about to overflow. Our hearts were pounding at a frenzied pace. Everything disappeared, and it was just me, Mikael, and the pulsing of our hearts.
The mounting tidal wave of euphoria came crashing down, and it was too much. I let go of Mikael and fell back on my feet. My whole body was trembling, and I was breathing hard. It was as if an enormous pressure had been building, and it was finally released. Then a great calm began to envelop me. It felt amazing.
I was in shock. I had never felt something like that before. I could still feel the pleasure radiating from deep within me, spreading outward in waves of sheer joy.
I closed my eyes and just basked in the sensation.
Everything that had been bothering me for the past few days was gone. Even that incessant thirst was gone. I was completely satisfied and at peace.
When I opened my eyes, still in a daze, I couldn’t stop smiling.
I looked down at Mikael to see if I had woken him, but something was terribly wrong.
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him. His body was contorted in a strange position, and the bed was covered in… blood.
This… this couldn’t be. He was fine just a moment ago. I was kissing him, and I heard him respond to me.
Oh gods, I thought. I didn’t know what to do. What happened? There was so much blood. Could something have happened earlier when we were… together? Maybe an old wound opened up?
I leaned forward, terrified that he was… no. He couldn’t be, I thought. He was just unconscious. Surely he would wake up if I spoke to him. Then we could get him some help if he was injured.
“M… Mikael?” I whispered. “Please…” My voice sounded so small. Maybe he just couldn’t hear me. “Mikael,” I said louder. “Mikael, please say something.”
Despite my pleading, he remained silent. He was utterly still, and there was no indication that he was even breathing.
I gasped as the true gravity of the situation began to dawn on me. “Oh gods, no,” I whispered.
As the horror set in, I shot to my feet, mortified by the reality that was becoming clear.
Mikael was not just asleep. Something terrible had happened, and he would never wake again.
Hoping beyond hope that I was wrong, I reached down to touch him. His skin was cold on my fingertips.
Hesitantly, I turned him onto his back, and what I saw shook me to my core.
The source of all that blood, the wound that had taken Mikael’s life, was on his neck. On the exact spot I was kissing him only minutes ago, there were two small puncture marks.
I collapsed to my knees in horror. “No!” I cried out, and I became distinctly aware of the taste of blood in my mouth. “Oh gods, what have I done?!”
My worst fears were being realized. I had become what I hated most. I had become a murderer and a monster.
All the pieces began to fall into place. “Mikael! Wake up!” The sleepless nights. “Please, Mikael!” My aversion to sunlight. “Oh gods, please!” And that ghastly, unquenchable thirst.
The tears were flowing freely now. “What have I done?” My lips were quivering so much it was hard to speak above a whisper. “Mikael… I’m sorry.”
My body shook with sobs. “I’m so sorry.”
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But yeah, glad it was Mikael, now I understand the reason why him