Passion of an Evil Lover:lst chpt,pg 37,jul28 - Page 15

Originally posted by: Mohit-deewani

Abhay already bite piya ? 😲 That's intresting , waiting tos we abhiya ki meeting 😃wow dishu , the story is intresting and confusing , can't wait a bit for next part . Upd soon please 😃

comments updated on pg 12

Originally posted by: ..mandy..

I am so sorry for unreserving so late Dishu Coming to the update it was surely fast paced n things r moving at a fast rate 😃 Gripping 👏 So Pia loathes Abhay for ruining her best friend's existance n being responsible for her death for had he not come in their lives, Misha would have had a normal happy human life 😭 She wants to ensure she does everything to make sure this beast is destroyed forever n I dont blame her here. So they now came looking for Abhay in Dehradun n looks like he got to them before they did n he has already marked Pia 😲 But for the transformation to be complete Pia needs to feed on his blood right? Wonder what will happen to Pia now. Scared for her BTW I noticed one thing here. Everything points out to hindu rituals here be it the trishul. Then shdn it be a chain with say swastik or om on it? Cross felt kinda out of place here. Sorry But thought of mentioning it. Anyways fab update Dishu but I wish u had made it an FF 😭 as we would get more of ur writing 😳 Fab update dear 👏

actually I used cross for a reason. i did not want to limit God to just one religion. so used both. and as for what will happen to pia, u need to wait and watch

Originally posted by: ..tora.tangled.

read the two chapters now...sorry for commenting late dishu...i seem to have skipped many pms when i was sort of inactive before and now i'm catching up...😊

coming to the two updates...whoa..we sure are moving fast, aren't we? felt bad for misha..i wish they'd tried to find something to kill her before making her outright...and jeh sure didn't deserve to "free" her if he paid no attention to her in her human life..

now pia's on a mission to avenge her friend's death..and she's already had a brush with abhay...was it abhay really? or somebody else? if it was abhay...how did he bite her if she had that cross? i mean it's supposed to protect her, right? or did he control someone else and forced that person to remove the cross before biting her? or is the cross ineffective? waiting to read on to find the answers😊

Chapter 3

I was safe for now according to Dr. Dobriyal. As long as that monster does not exchange his blood with me, I still have hope, so I need not be killed immediately. But, I need to be guarded now. We cannot allow that monster to get anywhere near me again. And for that, Dr. Dobriyal has locked me in my room and has placed various holy objects all around it. Though, I wonder if they would really be able to stop him. Even though he is trying to help, I cannot help disliking Dr. Dobriyal. It because of him and his old fashioned views that I and Kabir have to live in separate rooms. We have been living together since last year after our parents' untimely death in an accident. It was probably the loneliness and the mutual pain which brought us together but I had grown accustomed to sleeping next to Kabir in his arms over this one year. We were just waiting for the mourning period to be over so that we could get married, but this sudden turn of events have royally screwed our plans and now this forced distance because of Dr. Dobriyal is not making me relax at all.

All this is just adding to my worries about my future. I do not have any idea what the future holds for me, but one thing I know for sure is that I do not want to be killed off like Misha. Even if I have to die, I will rather kill myself than make Kabir do it. But what shocked me was how composed Kabir is about this matter. As if killing me with his own hands won't make any difference to him. How can someone who claims to love me be so calm about the possibility of killing me with his own hands? Does he really love me? Or does the so-called duty come before love for him like it did for Jeh? Was Misha right? Do human men really have forgotten how to love and love lie somewhere at the bottom of their list of priorities? What did she mean by going to someone who may not be a human, but knew how to love a woman? Was it really possible? Could a monster really love more than a human? What the hell was I doing? Comparing a monster with my Kabir?

I do not know when I drifted to sleep thinking all these things. I woke up in the middle of the night with some slight noise outside my door. Petrified, I moved stealthily towards it and opened it slightly to sneak a peep inside. But it was only the servant of the house there. I asked him what he was doing there at this time of the night, and he said that he had heard some noise and had gone to check if all the widows were closed tightly. I told him, that there must be some animal outside, and he apologized and left clutching his pocket. I found the gesture a little weird at that time, but ignored it due to sleep. I locked back my door and turned to go back to my bed, but I got frozen at the spot I was standing. Sprawled across my bed was a masculine figure whose face was inhumanly handsome and body lean and muscular. But it was his oceanic blue eyes that held me captive within them. I knew I should have been screaming for help, but all I could do was keep looking in his hypnotic eyes. Probably he was indeed hypnotizing me as I felt myself moving towards him in a near state of trance. Though a part of my mind was shocked at this act of mine, it could do nothing to break me out of my trance and flee. I slowly kept moving towards my bed and then sat beside him.

No sooner had I sat on my bed, did I feel his arms around me, drawing me closer to himself. I should have protested and felt scared, but there was something about the way he was holding me, that instead of feeling frightened, I felt desired and wanted. The look in his eyes was not of lust alone. It was of passion. A passion I had never seen in Kabir. My mind was asking what this monster was going to do to me tonight, was he going to bite me again, or worse still, will he exchange his blood with me and make me a monster like himself. I never knew he could read minds of his victims too, as he replied to my unspoken question saying, "Tonight, I am here to show you the right way a woman should be loved and worshipped. A thing which men in your world have forgotten." With that he pressed his lips to mine. I should have shuddered at the thought that his lips were hiding the very fangs he used to bite me with, but there was something electric about the way he was kissing me. It wasn't a kiss of anger or hunger. It wasn't a kiss of lust either. It was something else. He wasn't forcing his kiss on me, but rather making me feel the erotic sensations a kiss is supposed to make one feel. His lips had no harshness, but tenderness which was pleasant. It wasn't a kiss for the sake of a kiss, but a kiss which was making me feel good about myself and making me feel that I am special to the man who is kissing me. It was weird that I was feeling this way with a creature who was considered vile and who was all set to make me a despicable creature like himself; but never felt this way with Kabir. His kisses never made me feel special. Suddenly I felt that I was merely a mean to satisfy his needs for Kabir and not someone he truly desired or wanted. Love was definitely not something which I could associate with Kabir anymore. This one kiss had made changed that forever.

Kabir's kisses and touches were always ridden with his needs and not any particular desire or love for me. I never found anything amiss earlier, because I didn't know if a woman could feel happy too. But now, for the first time I was becoming aware of my own desires. And my desires made me do something I would have never thought possible. I kissed him back. And as I poured my own soul into that kiss, I could see a glimpse of his soul too. He had been lonely for centuries. Yes he had been evil treating human life as completely disposable for his need of blood, but he has also longed for company. He had longed for someone to live this eternal life along with him. He had waited for centuries for someone to end up becoming like him after death on her own, but it had not happened. That was the reason which had made him step out now from his abode, in search of a companion. He had found her in lonely Misha who had longed for love and care just like himself. He had hypnotized her into believing that he loved her, but she had been brutally killed by people who claimed to love her and that included myself. He had bitten me out of revenge, but my blood had called out to him and now he saw the companion he had longed for in me. I should have shuddered in fear at the thought of a vampire wanting me to be his mate, but somehow I didn't. Maybe he was hypnotizing me too, but then the logical part of my brain argued that I would not have been able to know he was a beast if he was indeed hypnotizing me. But then, did that mean I was as attracted to him as he was to me?

I am not sure when the kiss had turned into something more intense. But soon I found myself drowning in a passion I have never felt before. I have no idea when and how our clothes had landed on the ground below the bed. All I knew was that he was touching me in an extremely sensuous way making me feel the pleasure I did not know even existed in this world. Though, he was a beast, yet he was extremely gentle with me. He touched and caressed my body as if he was worshiping it instead of ravishing it. I had never felt so loved, desired and respected in my life as I was feeling at this moment. His hands moved across my body soothing it, exciting it. His hands were followed by his lips who first breathed out all over me sending me to a sensual frenzy and then placed soft open mouthed kisses all over me. I had never been loved like this before. All throughout his touches he made sure never to touch me at my vitals which was increasing the tension of desires in me. He sensed my need and soon his hands reached to cup my mounted mounds. His hand over them made me moan softly and in return he started gently playing with them, driving me out of my senses, not that I had much left of them anyways. While he caressed, rubbed and pressed my mounds, he was never harsh on them. He rubbed my raised peaks with his fingers gently and then placed his lips on my left peak and sucked gently. The desire was peaking inside me and I could feel myself getting hot. He continued to suck the left one, while his hand played with the right one. After a while he alternated the position to suck at my right one and playing with the left one with his right hand, while his left hand traveled downwards. He circled my navel with his fingers and I softly moaned out his name "Abhay" and then my eyes almost popped out in shock as his hand moved further south and rubbed against my moist apex. He continued his administrations on me and I do not know how many times I reached climax under his touches before he finally marked me as his. I wrapped my hands around his neck and brought his lips closer to mine as he moved inside me with a passion which was exploding my own desires. I took his lips in mine and kissed him with all the passion I had in me. I felt comfortable with him. There was no shyness, no fear, only passion! Something which was never there with Kabir! As I felt him me climaxing inside me, I felt complete for the very first time. For the first time in my life I felt loved. I felt that I have made love for the first time tonight and I knew that this was indeed so. Before this, it was only giving into physical needs, but this was the real thing, true passion. Surprisingly the one I felt so passionate towards was not my human fiance but a monster - my passionate evil lover!!