Chapter 32

Wynn took his seat at the back of the class next to Shysie, as before the holiday. Michael sat next to William and Paris decided to take the seat that he chased William to on the first day he arrived a few months ago.
“This is going to be interesting,” Jessica said sarcastically.
Jessica and Ann look around at the same time at Wynn while Ann whispered, “what happened for you to think he was dead?”
“It seems everyone is here,” Ms. Wangberg silenced the class to begin the lesson.
“It looks like you have some admirers,” Shysie whispered teasingly at Wynn.
“Well, Ann is obviously off limits,” Wynn whispered, looking at Michael.
“I am just glad we don’t have to call him King Michael here,” Shysie chuckled, making Michael turn around and looking at them.
Shysie gave him a seductive wink, followed by stroking her bottom lip. ‘He will be a suitable replacement for Paris,’ she thought, admiring Michael’s good looks, wondering if he was as good in bed as his brother.
After Mrs. Wangberg’s lesson, another teacher came, followed by Mr. Ondrink, before lunch break.
The class cleared and before Jessica and Ann could leave, Mr. Ondrink called Jessica back, “Jessica, a moment, please.
Both girls come to a halt and so did Michael.
“The two of you can wait outside,” Mr. Ondrink said, talking to Ann and Michael.
Once they were alone, Mr Ondrink spoke up. “How are doing? Your father is staying with me and has asked me to bring you around so that we can put your aunt’s spirit wolf back over you.”
“I can take care of myself. Why don’t you put her over yourself? Or over my mother?” Jessica asked, turning and walking out of the class before Mr. Ondrink could say another word.
By the time Jessica got to the canteen, Michael, Paris, Wynn, Shysie and William were sitting with Ann at their usual table. “Seriously?”
Jessica walked over to the table, Shysie in William’s neck, feeding off him.
Jessica looked at Ann and then at Michael. Ann caught on and spoke up. “Tell her to stop doing that at school.”
“I agree. Make her stop,” Ann said.
Michael, being under Ann’s promise, does as he was told and demanded Shysie, “stop feeding of humans at school. You are only allowed to feed of the humans that are part of our nest.”
Shysie retracted her fangs from an intoxicated William.
“You should hook him up with a Shaman neckless,” Michael told Jessica.
Shysie smiled before pulling a Shaman necklace from Wynn’s neck, “either he forgot the hymn, or he likes our arrangement.”
“What arrangement?” Paris asked.
“I drink from him, and he drinks from me. Guess he will have to become part of our nest now,” Shysie said, smiling.
“You are actually letting a human drink from you?” Wynn asked shocked.
“No,” Shysie laughed, “I am just kidding.”
“Can’t you all find your own table?” Jessica asked.
“I second that,” Ann said. A few girls walked past the table, smiling at Paris, making Shysie and Ann jealous.
‘Why do I feel jealous? I don’t like him, remember,’ Ann argued with herself, looking at Paris smiling politely back at the girls.
“Paris, right?” One of the girls asked.
“Piss off,” Shysie compelled them to leave, and they do so against their will.
Another set of girls came to the table and this time it was only Ann that was left jealous, as they were interested in Michael.
“I would love to show you around,” one of the girls said, speaking to Michael. Michael looked at Ann and wondered if she was jealous, as it was nothing unusual for a prehistoric male vampire to have more than one woman.
“At least that is taken care of,” Ann said when she realised Michael’s eyes were on her.
“Really?” Michael asked, a bit bumped that Ann was not reacting in the way he hoped she would.
“Yes, you should let them show you around,” Ann said.
“O-k,” Michael said, dragging out, standing up, each of the girls hooking into an arm. Jessica taking Michael’s chair, placing her food tray on the table, pushing his food tray to the middle with hers.
“Aren’t you eating?” Jessica asked when she noticed that Wynn does not have a food tray in front of him.
“He does not eat anymore,” Shysie said.
“He does not speak for himself either anymore as well,” Jessica snorted sarcastically.
“What the hell happened? I want to know now,” Ann demanded.
“Look at the time, lunch is over,” Wynn said, standing up, the rest following.
“Seriously?” Ann asked, frustrated.
“I will tell you after school,” Jessica said, laughing, catching Wynn looking back at her.
‘If he is still alive, then how come we are not connected anymore?’ Jessica wondered, longing to kiss him and be in his arms, her heart still yearning for Wynn, ‘my heart feels so broken, so sad, even though I know now he is alive, it still feels like I have lost a great love,’ Jessica pondered.
Michael and the two girls he left with during lunch came back late after break, the class already in full swing.
“Do you think they had sex?” Ann whispered, unable to take her eyes of Michael.
“Probably,” Jessica said, bringing her focus back to the lesson.
Ann turned around and looked at Michael that was sitting behind her, “had fun?”
“Ann, please leave my class if you are not interested in the lesson,” Ms. Wangberg ordered Ann.
“Come with me,” Ann ordered Michael in a whisper.
Not having much of a choice, Michael stood up and followed Ann.
“Who said you can leave?” Ms. Wangberg asked Michael.
“I need the bathroom,” Michael responded, standing still, but he can feel his skin burning for not obeying Ann.
“Next time ask permission, especially if you came late,” Ms. Wangberg said, letting him go.
Michael got out of the class and with no one around used his vampire speed and sped up to Ann, “don’t do that again.”
“Do what?” Ann asked.
“Now you are playing dumb,” Michael said, wondering if she did it to punish him for going with the two girls, ‘even though she said I should go.’
“I want to know what happened at the council after I left. What did you do? What happened to Wynn?” Ann asked, seriously.
“Let me drink from you, then I will let you drink from me; that way you will see everything that I know,” Michael suggested.
“Didn’t you just have your way with Samina and Mary?” Ann asked.
Michael grabbed Ann and lifted her into his arms, speeding off to the compound that has been fixed.
“What are you doing?” Ann asked when he put her down inside the house.
“I can’t break my own rules that I just laid out earlier during lunch, now can I?” Michael asked.
“Who are all these people? Vampires?” Ann looked around at the unfamiliar faces.
“I like what you have done with the place. One would never have guessed it was in ruins just over a week ago,” Ann said, not waiting for Michael to answer her first question.
“Please let me drink from you. I have not drunk from a human besides you,” Michael confessed.
“Why not? I told you, you could,” Ann said, walking around, checking the décor and finishes out.
“Because I only want you,” Michael said, wondering if it was a good idea to let her know he was attracted to her.
“Don’t you prehistoric have more than one woman?” Ann asked, peeking into one room.
“This is my room,” Michael said, following her into the room.
‘Must be his scent that pulled me into his room,’ Ann thought, looking around, before turning to walk out again, but Michael stepped in front of her.
“This is not prehistoric times and I know you find me attractive, so why are you denying yourself?” Michael asked.
“How do you know I find you attractive?” Ann asked, laughing his words off.
“I saw it the last time a drank from you,” Michael said, forgetting that he lied to her about not being able to see her mind if she has her eyes open while a vampire drank from her.
“Never lie to me again!” Ann demanded, feeling her cheeks turn red with embarrassment.
“If you drink from me, you will see that I am into you as well,” Michael tried to put her at ease.
“I saw you eat during lunch, so why do you want to drink from me?” Ann asked, looking up into his eyes.
“I guess it gives me a sense of belonging,” Michael said.
“I think you just want to own me and drinking from me makes you feel like you own me,” Ann said, trying to sidestep him.
“Does it matter?” Michael asked, finding it hard to resist the urge to pick her up and pin her down on to his bed.
“Why are you looking at me in that way?” Ann asked, thinking that Michael was acting strange.
“Tell me what happened at the council,” Ann demanded when he didn’t respond fast enough.
Michael told her immediately as he does not want his skin to boil, “now that you know my half, may I please drink from you?”
“No,” Ann said, walking towards his bedroom door.
Michael cut her off.
“What are you doing?” Ann asked, wondering if he was going to hurt her and force himself on her.
“Kissing you,” Michael said before lowering his head and landing his lips on hers, ever so gently, barely touching.
Ann parted her lips and kissed him back, leaning her hands on his chest.
Michael walked-push her backward towards his bed until her legs touch his bed.
“I am still a virgin,” Ann said between kisses.
Michael presses her gently into a sitting position before sweeping her up partly with her arm, positioning her further back onto the bed, pressing her down while kissing her, “if I was a werewolf then you would have defiantly been my chosen mate.”
Ann smiled at that while unbuttoning Michael’s shirt for him. “This does not mean I belong to you.”
Michael took his shirt off, revealing a well-defined torso and abs, making Ann bite her lip in admiration, unzipping her jacket before unbuttoning her own shirt.
Michael left her school skirt in place but took her shoes off, followed by her double-knit stockings and panties. Michael was not used to taking the lead, but drinking from Ann before he has seen that in this era the men take the lead and not the woman.
Michael pressed his erected manhood that was still in his pants against her before kissing her breast and slipping one hand between her legs, making her moan.
Ann could not help but think about her first foreplay encounter with Paris but tried to put it out of her head, just for memories of Wynn to creep in. Ann opened her eyes so that she can focus on the moment. Michael replaced his fingers on her womanhood with his mouth.
“It can be better if you let me drink from you,” Michael tried his luck.
“Ok,” Ann moans in pleasure, wishing him to continue, not considering the fact that he will see that she just thought about two other guys.
Michael eagerly sunk his fangs into her thigh and used what he saw from her previous encounters with Paris and Wynn to his advantage. After drinking his fill, he put his tongue back on her clitoris and soon has her moaning loudly as she reached her climax. Michael trialed his tongue and lips all the way up to her neck and then her mouth. “You taste so good.”
“Please be gentle,” Ann said, thinking Michael wanted to be rewarded for pleasuring her.
“I saw from your mind that you don’t really approve of s*x at the age of eighteen. The time period I am from, woman started at a much younger age but in today’s time and age it is different, so I will wait until you are ready,” Michael said, kissing her again.
“I am ready,” Ann said, tucking at his pants.
Michael put his one hand around her face, wiping the hair at the side of her face, “the day you belong to me and me alone will be the day that you are ready,” Michael said, looking into her eyes.