Onyx Outcasts

34. A Little Beauty Before Choas

**Author's Note. Next chapter is here and damn guys it's about time this one gets up. This is one of the first things I wrote for this book. CALLA X YUMA SHIPPERS GET READY! Your time is now folks. The song is what Calla is singing from last chapter and into this chapter. Don't judge my music okay. But this is lemon ish. So be ready and also be ready to have your emotions toyed with in the coming chapters. Until next time when I start really hurting you, bye Sweet Hearts <3**

Yuma's POV

I watched as Calla was wandering the forest. I really wanted to talk to her but the sound coming from her mouth was too pretty to interrupt.
Calla nodded along for maybe a split second before she began singing again. This part hurt when she sang it.

I was standing there just too entranced by her to move. She swayed her hips and pulled her hair out of its ponytail. The long golden curls cascaded down her back as she let her head fall back. She basked in the moonlight like the beautiful woman she was. That's when she turned around her eyes still closed as she started the next part of the song.

Very slowly she opened her eyes. Their beautiful blue hit me hard and I lost my breath. She looked right at me and ripped the ear buds. "HOW MUCH DID YOU HEAR?!" She screamed at me.
"A lot more than you would have liked. I mean it was beautiful but you probably don't like people listening in."
"I don't like when people listen to me. I hate it. Especially when i sing."
"Oh Calla. Your voice is so beautiful. You should be proud of your singing." I walked up to her and brushed a loose strand out of her face. She leaned into my hand and rubbed it with her fingers. Slowly I pulled her in closer and put her head on my chest. "Be more confident. You deserve so much more than what you have been given. Let me show you what you deserve Calla please." She pulled away for a moment, her eyes bright with excitement. She looked up at me and then back down at the ground. CLearly no matter how bad she wanted me to be there for her something was holding her back and I couldn't help that. I pulled her closer and felt her breath hit my neck. I grew slightly tense remembering what it was like when she had bit me. It's was painful but if that was what she was wanting I'd let her do it again.
"You want to come home with me, Yuma? I'm kind of lonely right now." She entwined her fingers in mine and began to tug me toward her house. I agreed and walked with her in peaceful silence. She jumped the wall to her garden and I followed close behind. The door unlocked and she brought me into the house. All the lights were off and the fire was smoldering in the fireplace. I took a deep breath as she took me into the living room. "Sit down in the corner there." She pointed to the corner part of the couch. I did as she told me and sat down. The soft white of the couch gave way from my weight.
Very slowly she sat down on top of me. God she was pretty in this lighting. She was pretty no matter what but now she was just so much prettier. I felt her hands run across my neck and down my throat. I let my hands wander down to her waist as she leaned in and began to kiss on my neck. I took a deep breath and then sighed as she half nibbled on my throat. I leaned into her touch as I pulled her closer.
"You're so pretty Calla. Oh my god." She laughed and pulled back a little. She smiled then leaned back in. She fangs scraped across the side of my throat where she had bit me before. I felt her stomach rumble against my upper body and I pushed her back. "Calla?"
"Hmmm?"
"Are you needing to feed?"
"No!" She shook her head then lowered head. I knew she was lying.
"Calla come on. Don't lie. Please just tell me."
She nodded tirely and looked up. Her blue eyes shimmered as she watched me intently. "Do you... care if I..."
"If you what Calla?" I knew what she was asking but I wanted her to say it. She slowly leaned in and brushed her lips across my ear.
"Can I bite you, Yuma?" She licked across my throat and I drew a sharp breath. I tangled my hand in her hair and pulled her closer.
"I'm ready when you are." Her breath moved softly across my skin and I laid further back against the couch and tilted my head to the side. Her fangs scraped my throat and I sighed. I was so ready for her to do this.
"You're not ready."
"W...what do you mean?" I pushed my weight against her.
"I'll show you." I felt the blood in my body rush to my head and I groaned. That's when I felt her hand brush the front of my pants. Shit. She's not.