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Winter Windsor - Two Days Later

Baby Rowan , the kitten Rowan helped me save , purrs on my lap as I sit up in bed against my headboard. 

I’ve spent the past two days in a state of a desperation. My body, my heart, everything inside me wanted Rowan. Yet, Demetria had used her vampy powers to will me to stay away from him. Anytime I went to pick up the phone or leave the house, if my intention was to see him, her glamour quickly restricted me from carrying out making contact with him. 

I still haven’t told my sister Willa everything that had happened , how he’s nearly killed me multiple times due to his lack of control. 

I’m not sure if the venom has worn off or not, because I want him as much as I did when he had his fangs in my neck. The urge to pleasure myself has waned I suppose. Considering I’ve only masturbated once today instead of the six times the first day without him and the three times yesterday. 

I wonder if he was listening each time, like he told me he always did, or if he was even home. Because he hasn’t made an attempt to see me which has me wondering what they’ve done. I’m pretty sure that they can’t glamour one another. So it just makes me think that maybe his need for me , isn’t the same as mine for him. 

I was mad at Demetria for fucking with my head, but also understood why she’d done it. I didn’t want to die. And I didn’t want Rowan to be staked. 

I’ve been thinking about Demetrias words. What she told me to consider. Being turned. 

Did I want that? My first instinct is no.  But the thought of not being able to be with Rowan feels like it breaks a piece of my heart everytime I even think about it.  

If I hadn’t had sex with him, would it be easier to make the decision? Was my desire and need for him simply because we’d finally had sex together and I’d finally admitted my attraction to him? Was the venom still fucking with my hormones and judgement? 

I could honestly say that I didn’t think the venom had a single thing to do with my need for the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. He’d been a secret desire I’d had for two years.  

I wasn’t mad at him like he thought I would be. If the venom is gone from my system , then it’s clearly not what was affecting me. It was just simply , him. I wanted him so bad it physically hurt to sit here all day and think of him. 

I want his voice , his kiss, his hands, I want him ontop of me , underneath me, I want his fangs buried in my skin. 

I whimper as the urge claims me again and I ignore it, stroking the fur of the kitten in my lap. 

I dart up straighter in bed as the doorbell rings. Willa is gone for the day, so I gently remove the kitten to the warmth of the spot I was sitting in and dart down the stairs and throw open the front door. My smile plummets and tears fill my eyes when I find Demetria there instead of who I’d been hoping to see. I suppose I should have known it wasn’t him when the glamour allowed me to race towards him. Because it wasn’t really him. 

“Hello.” Demetria says softly and her voice is beautiful, just like her. 

“Stop it. Stop calming me.” I say with as much anger as I can muster. 

“I’m not.” She says as she stands in the snow falling around her. 

“May I come in?” She asks. 

“No.” I answer and glare at her. I was still mad. Even if I understood why she chose to glamour me and control my seeking contact with her brother. 

“Very well.” She says simply and then continues. 

“Rowan is doing well. He misses you.” She says and I feel my nose burn and my eyes water as she offers me the answers I’ve needed. 

“You should know we have the house spelled , he can not leave. Though he’s tried numerous times. I’m not unkind, so I think you should know how much this is affecting him as well and that you’re not alone in your misery.” She says and I tighten my lips. 

“Why can’t I just SEE him?” I ask. 

“Because it’s not safe. He’s been very…..difficult with all of us as it is. You should see the damage he’s made to the house in his attempts to get to you.” She says with a soft smile as if it’s supposed to make me laugh or make me feel better. 

“When can I see him?” I ask. 

“Once you decide to let us turn you.” She says and my jaw drops and drop my hand from the door and just look at her. 

“And if I don’t decide to let him turn me?” I ask. 

She looks at me and tilts her head. 

“I suppose you already know the answer to that. “ she says. 

A large weight sinks in my stomach. They won’t let me see him. They’d steal my memories of him. Wipe his memory of me as well.  I’d never see him. Never even be able to think of him.

“Also you should know, Rowan refuses to turn you. So if you do decide to turn, myself or Gideon are offering to take responsibility for turning you.” She says and I swallow. 

“He….he doesn’t want me to turn?” I ask. My lip trembling. 

“He would never ask it of you. Yet if you decide to turn, I would assume he’d refuse to let anyone but himself do it. But he’s currently refusing to ask you to sacrifice your mortal life for him.” She says and studies me as I just blink and try to process what she’s telling me. 

“Him not wanting to turn you does not mean he loves you any less. Him not wanting to selfishly have an eternity with you actually means quite the opposite. Incase you think that his refusal means that he doesn’t want you. Because he does. Very much.” She says and I swallow.

“My brother is unlike many vampires, he has more humanity left in him than most. He’s a good man. He would never wish for you to sacrifice anything for him. He would never turn you for the sake of his own selfishness. Though I do imagine if he accidentally drained you , as he’s almost done twice now, that he would turn you in THAT case. When his control is lost.” She says. 

“I want to see him.” I say quietly. 

“I’m afraid I can’t allow that right now. I can still sense a faint trace of venom in your blood. And I’m recommending a few days of a clear system to allow your mind to consider your options with a clear head.” 

I don’t argue. Because I know there’s no point. 

“Get some rest.” She says softly and turns and walks away and I slam the door shut. 

—————

It’s the middle of the night when a scratching sound at my window wakes me. 

I rub my eyes and gasp at the floating frame by my window. Rowan? I dart up but as I’m running to the window I pause. Nearly stumbling as I see it’s not Rowan at all. My blood chills as I see Magnus there. He gestures to the window and I shake my head. 

I know Magnus hates me. His eyes are glowing and I realize my mistake too late as they draw me in and he forces my mind to move my feet across the floor and to the window. My heart pounding as he makes me lift it. 

“Invite me in , human.” He says and I stand there in nothing but a t shirt and underwear. 

I know I shouldn’t invite him in. But the glamour he’s using makes me say the words anyways. 

“Please, come in” the words are quiet but it’s enough and the glamour snaps and I run the second my mind is free. 

“Ah, ah” he shakes his head. Already in front of my door. 

“Get out!” I yell. 

He cocks his head and smirks. 

“Sit and be quiet.” His eyes flare again. Glowing as he uses his mind tricks on me to send me walking to my bed and sitting. 

I scowl. Knowing full well that he’s making me do as he says. He doesn’t fuck with my emotions like Demetria had , he doesn’t attempt to calm me or soothe me. He’s simply controlling my motor skills. 

“I should wipe your memory right here and now.” He says as he stands there arms crossed , leaning against my door. 

“Please don’t” I say as I begin to cry and he snarls with disgust. 

“Humans and vampires do not belong together .” He says. 

“I love him.” I choke the words through my tears and realize I’m telling the man that hates me before even telling Rowan or anyone else. 

“Please. Don’t wipe my memories. I’m begging you not to. Please Magnus” I plead and he growls. 

“Quiet.” He says sending the command to my brain and my mouth shuts again. 

“I’m not going to wipe your memories. Not yet.” He says and I feel my body tense and my tears fall. Wanting to plead with him more. 

“God, humans are truly pathetic.” He sighs and then pushes off the wall and walks over to me. His eyes on mine and I’m frozen unable to move and he reaches out and I would flinch if he wasn’t keeping me still. He grabs a lock of my hair. 

“You’re not even that pretty.” He says and twirls my hair in his fingers. 

“Your blood though.” He hums and drops my hair and then is rubbing a thumb along the beating pulse in my neck. 

I hear his nail click and feel a slice along my neck and feel a drip down my neck. His finger swiping along my neck and lifting it to his mouth and I watch him as his tongue drags over his finger and he groans as he places the finger in his mouth and sucks. 

My body vibrates slightly with fear and everything in me wants to run and get away from him. But I can’t. I can’t fucking move. 

I suck in a breath as Magnus grabs the back of my head , his fingers in my hair and he pulls my head back hard and his tongue drags over my neck roughly as my heart races with terror. 

Please. I beg. But the words don’t come out. I’m silent. I’m still and I can’t do anything but listen to him as he groans and sucks at the slice on my neck. 

“I can see why needs you, not because he loves you Winter, but because you’re a delicious meal. No wonder he doesn’t want to turn you. Because if he did, how would he ever taste you again?” He groans and his nail slices over the same spot and I whimper , just barely and he chuckles. 

“Oh he won’t be happy with me, not at all, but you taste so good , a perfect human blood whore” he groans and sucks at the spot again. No fangs. Not biting. Just sucking and groaning as he drinks from me. Taking a taste of me, bit by bit. 

“You think he loves you?”

“He loves your blood.” He growls and his tongue licks the spot and his fangs skirt my neck. 

Don’t. Please don’t.  My mouth can’t even fucking move to plead with him. 

“He wants you for one thing Winter. To feed from you. If you were smart, you’d choose to let us wipe your memory of him. You’d choose to keep yourself as far away from him and my family as you can get.” He snarls and slices my neck a third time and groans and kisses the mark and begins to lick and suck and groan as he reaches down and slides his hand over my bare thigh and grabs it.  

“I should ruin you” he says and tears spill down my cheeks as Magnus pushes me onto the bed. My body unable to move a single inch as he he looks down at me and hen climbs ontop of me and his head down to my neck again and groans as his tongue drags over the dripping blood.

“I should fuck you, and claim you , make you MY human blood bag” he says and his hand slides down over my chest , grabbing my breasts and then down my stomach. His fingers curling around my shirt. Dragging it upward as I lay there. A statue. Crying. Unable to stop what’s happening. 

“I should fuck you and tell him you begged for it. That all you care about is getting your human cunt fucked by vampire cock. Cause that’s what you REALLY want him for. Isn’t it? You little Vamp cock whore” he snarls and hisses and he drops his hips to mine and grinds himself against me. 

“Get.  Off of her. Now.” A male voice says and I want to look to my window. Magnus snarls over my head. I don’t have to look , it’s Gideon. 

Magnus smirks. “Stop me then.” He says and I whimper as he looks back at me and pulls up my shirt and I cry more. 

“Magnus!” Gideon yells. 

“He’ll never forgive you. He will kill you.” Gideon says. 

“Have you tasted her ? If you had, you’d understand.” Magnus says and dips down and licks up my stomach and groans. 

“Magnus. Stop this. Now.” Gideon growls. 

“Oh but I can’t. I’m the only one that can do what needs to be done.” Magnus says as he slides his nail down the center of my torso a long thing sliver of skin starts to bleed and he groans deeply and his fangs elongate as he grins at his brother, at me. 

“Claim her and he’ll kill you.”  Gideon growls. 

“Her blood is worth the risk.” Magnus says and then drags his tongue up the long cut he’s made. Dragging it over my skin slowly as he groans and then grinds his pelvis into mine , he’s hard and his mouth sucks at the still bleeding cut on my neck. 

“None of us. Will forgive you for this.” Gideon says. 

“Mmmmm” Magnus groans as he reaches down and unbuckles his belt. 

“I don’t need your forgiveness. I’m doing what needs to be done.” He says and my tears soak the sides of my face as his belt comes undone. 

I don’t even know what he means. Claiming me? Fucking me? Rowan had already done that? wouldn’t that make me his? 

“Think of Elena.” Gideon says. 

“She’ll forgive me once she tastes my human.” Magnus groans and shoves his pants down. 

He starts to speak. In a language I don’t understand and I watch him over me as he sinks his own fangs into his wrist. 

“You will drink me.” He says to me. Forcing my mouth to open and he smirks.

“Fragile little minds you humans have.” He grins. 

Rowan. I scream. But nothing comes out my mouth is open for his blood. But I still can’t scream. 

He raises his wrist as he continues to speak in a tongue I don’t know, and he inhales as a drop of his blood falls into my mouth.  And another. Another. 

“Swallow.” He commands and my mouth closes and drink the drops of his blood and feel it , feel his blood , somehow just those few drops seem to spread themselves throughout me as he continues to speak. 

“Magnus. Stop this.” Gideon commands with a plea in his voice. 

He shuffles his pants down as he continues to speak and the suddenly a dark shadow blurs across my vision and the weight of Magnus, the glamour , are both gone and there’s a loud crash. 

“INVITE US IN!” Gideon yells as I dart up. Shaking and look at the door that’s been demolished. A hole the size of Magnus , the size of…

“Rowan!” I scream and he holds a splinter piece of wood in his fist. 

“INVITE US IN!” Gideon commands and my head turns and the entire fucking Vampire clan across the street is outside of my window. 

“COME IN!” I yell. 

All of them flooding right through my window and my head darting to see Gideon stop the stake from plunging into Magnus’s chest. 

“Rowan!” His sisters shriek as he grabs Magnus by the throat instead and I watch his nails grow into long sharp points. I watch his fingers plunge into his brothers chest and Elena screams. 

My eyes go wide and I’m frozen in terror as I watch Rowan rip out his brothers heart from his chest as Magnus howls and hisses in pain. 

“Stop!” Elena cries as they all become a frenzy of bodies.  Pushing and pulling the brothers apart. 

“Get him back in the house! what were you thinking?!” Gideon yells at Demetria. 

“I WAS THINKING THAT I DIDNT WANT TWO OF MY BROTHERS TO DIE!” she screams. 

I gasp when a second later Rowan rips from their hold and grabs me and I can’t even scream. The force with which I’m taken , Rowan falling through my window with me in his arm and not running , by flying on his feet, zipping so fast I can’t even tell where we’re going and I can’t even breathe from how fast he’s moving me with him.