Blood Lust

Albert Fraiser lived his life cursed with the bloodline of his family. He has grasped this fact for many years, but he's never known the horrors that his way of life could bring until he finds himself creating one of his own. As time progresses, Albert soon starts to feel different about the woman-Melody Lashing-than he had before. But the road ahead is rough...and there's no telling if their relationship can survive the events that lay ahead...


22. We love, we lust, we hunger...

Liam Payne lover, this chapter is for YOU! ;D ENJOY!

Melody's POV


I walked out the front door, and sure enough, the red convertible was parked beside one of Luke's old trucks. Tucker had disappeared, obviously anxious to get out of all of the shit his brother had stirred up. 

I got in the car and turned the key, sighing with a small smile on my face as I felt the cold air blow from the vents. I played with the ends of the short dress I wore, humming a little tune as I waited.

I leaned my head on the steering wheel a while later, singing lightly along to some Taylor Swift song. Eight songs later, I heard a small sigh.

Jumping up, I looked over and saw Albert in all his dirty glory. 

Why did I find the fact that he was covered with blood and sweat sexy?

With a blink of my eyes, I thought about that. I couldn't find the answer.

"You gonna scoot over?" He asked, his voice raspy.

I found that sexy too....

With a smirk, I shook my head, "No. You've been kidnapped and tortured for days, Al. Just let me drive." 

He frowned, "But I-"

"What is with you men...? It's like no one else can drive your car." I rolled my eyes after speaking. He chuckled lowly, getting into the passengers seat.

I slapped at him, "Don't think dirty." I murmured. 

He smirked lightly and leaned his head against the car window as I backed out and drove off.

"After all this, you still can make jokes out of what I say..." I murmured, and watched as he slightly nodded, the smallest smirk on his face.

Once we drove back to the apartment, Albert was half asleep. I gently nudged his arm, and he sat up more. A sigh escaped his lips as he opened the door and trudged toward the entrance. I followed, seeing the pain on his face from his open wounds. I came up beside him, my hand on his back as we started up the rusty stairs.

We entered the apartment in silence. I went into the kitchen, and took the half-empty blood bag from the fridge. Turning, I saw Albert leaning on the counter, eyeing the bag as I put it in his hands. I placed a hand on his shoulder for a moment as I squeezed passed both him and the island, but he grabbed it before I was able to pull away. I gave him a confused look. He pulled me towards him slowly, placing the blood bag on the counter behind him. He brought me closer, a small smile on his face.

"Albert... Are you alright...?" I spoke quietly, not moving from where I stood. 

He nodded very slowly, "I'm...more than that..." He murmured. A large smile came to his lips. 

"I missed you. I was worried about you..." He brought his hand up to my face, playing with the hair beside my face. 

I felt my stomach flutter and flip. I ended up just staring at him like I didn't know what he was saying. What I didn't realize was that he had begun to lean in. It wasn't until he kissed me that I snapped back to reality. 

I gasped against his lips, causing him to lightly chuckle. His hands slid downward as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Snaking my arms around his neck, I roughened the kiss. He responded in the same way as he pushed us both away from the counter before lifting me onto the kitchen island. I giggled a little, playing with his dirty hair as the kiss lasted. He had just started to push his tongue into my mouth when I pulled away. I lifted his hand, which had found its way up my dress and on my outer thigh, and placed it on the counter top. 

"Albert, you are filthy." I stated, "And moving too fast." 

He smiled a little, chuckling.

"No, seriously... Go get a shower." I smiled, pushing him gently out of my way as I hopped off the the island. 

He sighed, "Alright. I'm going." He turned, picking the blood bag up before exiting the kitchen and heading toward the bathroom. I slowly followed, and headed to the bedroom. I couldn't reach the zipper on the back of the dress, so I tried to tug it over my head. That didn't work, so I breathed in a deep breath and started to pull it down my body. It got to about...midway off my hips before the tight fabric began making noises that indicated that it was tearing. I reached behind me, and unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor. I heard laughing after I let out a sigh. My head snapped toward the bathroom door, where Albert was looking out. 

I frowned, "What the hell..."

He smiled, "I heard you grumbling." He informed me, "Had to know what was going on..." 

I rolled my eyes, "Just take a shower." I snapped as he closed the door, a wide smile on his face.

For a man that had almost died not long ago, he sure was cheerful.

I got dressed in an over-sized tee, and put on random shorts before pulling my hair up in a bun and laying down in the bed. I couldn't sleep, though... My mind kept turning back to the fact that Albert and I were finally alone.

No Veralds to jump out of nowhere and try to kill or kidnap us anymore.

And that felt really good. 

I laid there, listening to the shower run. With pursed lips, I suddenly thought about what he looked like naked.

Damn. We've only kissed twice, and I'm already thinking about having sex with him.

Now I feel dirty...

I blinked as I heard the water cut off, and I sat up. Those dirty thoughts were winning over my innocent conscience. I stood from the bed, waiting for him to come out. 

I squeaked as I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. A chuckled followed, and I relaxed.

I looked up at Albert, slapping his bare shoulder.

"What have I told you about doing that?! It scared the living hell out of me!" I tried to sound angry, but I failed miserably and ended up smiling. 

He just smiled, not at all sorry. That was about the time I realized that he didn't have anything but a towel on.

Ohhhh boy...

I could feel myself blushing as I looked away. 

He sighed, his hand coming to my chin as he gently turned my face to his. His eyes locked with mine, a soft smile on his lips. "Melody..." He murmured, "I...I love you."

I blinked, smiling a bit more, "I love you too." 

We were both quiet, just staring at each other for the longest time.

I spoke first, "We spent more than a few days away from each other..." I started slowly, "Do you...want to make up for all that lost time...?" 

His eyes sparked, "Make up for lost time...?" He repeated my words with a wider grin, "I'd love to. But I'm afraid that would be moving too fast."

I smacked his newly scarred chest as he laughed.

"Shut up and kiss me, you asshole!" 

He chuckled, connecting his lips with mine. 


(A/N:::: That...was the end... :3 Sequel? Or no? I'll let you decide!!!! There's pretty much one person that comments and tells me what they think... But I know there has to be more of my peeps out there, right!?! There has to be!!! Comment, guysez!!!!!! I'll never know you care if you don't comment!


OH! And I'm sorry for not updating the night that I said I would. I was watching The Color Purple, and I fell asleep... And then I woke up all half-asleep, so I forgot about it. Until like, 10 o'clock June 13th. Love all my peeps!!! Hope you loved!) 

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