Chapter 15

(Velaria)
It has been two days since I first landed in Paris France. I can honestly say, it has been a dream being here. I never realized just how fun the world could be, how fun life could be once I actually allowed myself to live it.
I have been to tour Versailles, I have been to tour The Notre Dame, The Bastille, and several other places that I never allowed myself the freedom to visit before.
I am also fortunate that during High school and College, I took several different language courses, one of which being French. I can still remember everything I learned with ease so, communicating has been a breeze.
During the day, I stop at a café and enjoy some bagels with cream cheese like I would have back home. Later during the evening, I make reservations at “Matignon” an elite dinner club in Paris. I enjoy succulent dishes of “es cargo” and “Chateau Fillet of beef Rossini” with some exquisite wine. I was in seventh heaven. I never realized how amazing France could be. I wish for the first time; I was not fully by myself.
The local night clubs have been fantastic. I have met some new friends who are fun party girls and met some brand-new hotties that have been fun to play with. I do not recall who said “the French know the art of love” but, man was that cliché spot on. Shit! These men know how to fuck a girl good. For some reason though, my body has been rejecting the new erotic experiences. I do not understand it? ever since meeting Mr. Sulkton and have those erotic dreams with Mr. Dark and devilishly alluring, I cannot get my body to respond like it always would?
It feels like it is only going through the motions. Tonight, I am headed to a sexy club, I am meeting my new friend “Phoebe” and I am dressed to have this gown torn off. I walk into the club, and I feel some stares, like the men are undressing me with their eyes. I meet Phoebe she gives me a kiss on the cheek, and we head to the bar. I order my drink and watch the dance floor as the bodies sway. It is so seductive watching all the dancers move in sensual ways against their partners. This makes me miss Tiffany. I called her earlier to check in, and I was shocked that she did not answer at all. Given that it is a Friday night, I hope she is having fun getting it on with someone.
I decide to make some moves on the dance floor. Right as I start, I feel a burning stare my way, I look over and I start to internally panic with I see Mr. Sulkton enter the club. I start to move away from the swaying bodies, and just get away from the club when I see him catch my eye. I see him start heading towards me. I start to walk away from the scene when I suddenly feel an arm wrap around me.
“Hey there beauty” He whispers as he caresses my neck
“Mr. Sulkton” I start before he pushes me against a wall and smashes his lips to mine
“Shaemus, my name is Shaemus” he says against my lips. I feel my body slightly come alive. I do not understand why my body is only accepting him and Mr. darkly handsome?
“Sir” I say in breathy tone as he continues to kiss down my neck and sucks harder
“My hotel room! Now!” I demand, and he obliges with a smile. We enter a taxicab; I give the driver directions to my room and on the way we cannot escape from each other. We are hands, and mouths all over each other. I feel his hands slide underneath my dress and I moan for him. He growls, and I freak out a little bit until something stirs inside me and I let out a hiss to my shock like I am a fucking cat! The fire in my eyes returns, and for some reason, I cannot stop the power growing inside of me. Every time I try to, I see the dark and sexy man ordering me to let it flow.
We finally arrive in the hotel room, and I feel energy wrapping around my body. We continue embracing each other. I notice Shaemus is not reacting to my odd behavior. Does he not see the freak I am like Mark pointed out?
His kiss chases those thoughts away, I start to mewl as I feel my back hit the bed, and I feel his fingers play with my heated core. My breathing turns into pants and my back arches off the bed. I start to scream in ecstasy, I feel him swiftly enter me. My mouth opens in a silent scream, his movements, his claiming me, everything right now feels so heightened compared to other men.
Suddenly, he flips me over, on to my hands and knees. I feel him enter me at a much deeper position. I make a loud cry in passion. Suddenly, I feel him bit deep into my neck. I scream in pain and pleasure before I feel a power release from me. Shaemus is thrown off of me, and I feel myself being pulled into a different place than where I am. I hear a growl that makes me shudder in delight as find myself in a completely different room, I fall into unconsciousness.