Elijah is way out of your league. You babies need to leave real men like him to women like me.”
Savannah fought down the bile that rose in her throat. “Excuse me, but I don’t know who you think you’re talking to,” she spat. “You’re the piece of trash here — sending disgusting texts to someone’s girlfriend! And not that it’s any of your business, but I’ve been with Elijah nearly every night this week and I seem to be pleasing him just fine. At least that’s what he’s cried out every time he — how did you phrase it? — plays with my cunt?” Savannah was shocked at the rage that rose up in her, causing her to lash out.
The woman’s eyes flashed angrily and Savannah felt satisfied at the look of surprise on her beautiful face as she learned how much time Elijah was actually spending with Savannah.
“Elijah wants me,” she hissed.
Savannah laughed loudly. “You keep telling yourself that. You let me know how that works out for you.” She turned on heel to walk into the building.
“You’re a whore!” the woman called out at Savannah’s back.
“Charlotte!” Elijah’s voice called out, horrorstruck. Savannah whirled around to see Elijah striding towards the woman, Charlotte was a fitting name for this rich bitch, his voice cold and furious. “What the hell are you doing?” he growled.
Charlotte shrank back, clearly not aware of her audience. She forced her face to lighten and she smiled widely at Elijah, rolling her eyes as if everything had been a big misunderstanding.
“Elijah!” she exclaimed, her voice smooth like butter. “Savannah and I were just having a little chat. I happened to bump into her.”
“Like hell you did!” Savannah snapped, as Elijah wrapped his arm protectively around her.
“I told you at the hospital that I wasn’t interested and to stay out of my personal life.”
Savannah could practically feel the anger radiating off his body.
“But Elijah! We had something! You can't deny it. I know you felt it too!”
Elijah seemed embarrassed and Savannah felt sick as her stomach dropped.
“It was nothing!” he hissed, tightening his arm around Savannah’s waist. “I had a few too many drinks.”
Charlotte moved towards Elijah and he put his hand up to stop her.
“It was more,” she purred, “I know how much you liked it.”
“Jesus, Charlotte,” he said, raking his hand through his hair. “I was horny and lonely and you happened to be in the right place at the right time. It was just a fuck. It meant nothing to me.”
Charlotte staggered back as if she had received a blow. “No,” she whispered.
“Yes.”
“So instead you choose some little slut like this? Fresh out of college and fucking all the frat boys? Is her pussy nice and tight, Elijah? Is that what you like? Bet she has all the time in the world to suck your dick. You like getting blow jobs from little whores like her?”
Elijah laughed a cold, cruel laugh. “You have no idea what you’re talking about, Charlotte and I suggest you apologize before going back to work.”
Savannah pulled away from Elijah. “No, Elijah, it’s fine. I don’t need trash like her to apologize to me. But I am going to be late.”
“Do you have any idea of who Savannah is? Who you’re insulting?”
Savannah realized what Elijah was doing. “No, please, Elijah. It doesn’t matter. Let’s go to work.”
Charlotte looked back at Savannah somewhat nervously now.
“This is Savannah O’Hara. Patrick O’Hara’s daughter,” he informed her.
All the blood drained from Charlotte’s face and Savannah couldn’t help the small bit of satisfaction she felt. She never threw around her parents’ names, but seeing Elijah do it was a turn on, it made her proud of her family.
“That’s right. So insult her again. Call her a whore again, Charlotte. She has more class than you will ever have. She’s too kind to ever use her family ties, but don’t think I’m not. I was just at the O’Hara’s last weekend having a friendly chat with Patrick.”
“Elijah,” Charlotte whispered, her eyes wide.
“Get out of my sight!”
Charlotte’s eyes filled with tears and she disappeared down the street.
“I am so sorry,” Elijah said.
“Please, let it go. I wish you hadn’t used my family name like that.”
Elijah looked guilty. “I’m sorry but she was treating you like trash. I wanted her to know you were anything but.”
Savannah stood on tiptoe and brought her mouth to Elijah’s. “I’ll forgive you if you make me scream your name later,” she murmured, feeling her belly knot with desire.
Elijah tightened his hands on her hips, willing Savannah to feel his power. His body thrummed with supernatural energy and his eyes seemed to glow slightly. “I’m going to make you scream it again and again and again,” he said seductively, causing Savannah’s sex to tingle with yearning.
They broke apart to walk into work but Elijah kissed her quickly before they headed their separate ways. Savannah spent the day with Kiki again, moving boxes, props and audience gifts to different rooms in preparation for the following week. She knew that the next day would be a complete blur as they prepared for shooting on Monday.
Lunch blew by without Savannah even resting eyes on Elijah, and she spent the afternoon sprucing up the lobby as they readied for audience members. While Savannah was dragging a trashcan to a far corner, she heard a deep and familiar voice.
“Miss O’Hara?”
Savannah smiled seductively as she turned around, wiping sweat from her brow. “Yes, Dr. Preston, how may I serve you?” she asked sweetly, her voice dripping with innuendo.
“My office,” he husked before disappearing down the hall. No one else was around, so Savannah straightened her shirt as she hurried after him. She entered the office and saw Elijah with his back to her, gazing at some medical diagram on his wall.
“Close the door.”
Savannah shut the door as her body prickled with sexual desire.
“While I don’t hold the same claim over you in the human world, I still want to possess you and make you mine,” he said in a low voice.
Savannah’s knees nearly buckled at his words.
“Can I do so?” he asked, turning around to face her, his face filled with longing and passion.
“Yes,” she moaned as she felt her breasts become heavy with need.
“Over here!” he ordered and Savannah scurried around to his side of the desk. Elijah reached around the front of her, undoing her shorts before letting them fall to the floor. In one powerful yank, he shredded her underwear.
“Bend over.”
Savannah obeyed, supporting herself with her hands flat on the desk, panting with her building lust.
“We don’t have much time,” he breathed, and Savannah heard the arousing sound of his pants being unzipped. Before she could even think, Elijah pushed inside her, filling her tightly.
“Ohhh,” she groaned as her body collapsed against the desk. Pushing up behind her, Elijah grabbed onto her slender hips, slowly sliding his cock in and out of her. He wasn’t as big or thick as he was in his demon form, but he still felt amazing and Savannah moaned softly as he reached around to play with her swollen breasts.
“I like fucking you like this,” he murmured, his cock gliding in and out. “I like seeing you submitting to me.”
“I love being dominated by you,” Savannah gasped, reaching around to play with her clit.
Elijah pushed her hand away and moved his own hand over her swollen nub. Savannah nearly cried out at the orgasmic touch of Elijah’s magic fingers. He rubbed her in such a way that she knew he must be using magic. She saw stars as he continued to fuck her while teasing her engorged clit.
“Oh, Elijah, I’m going to cum if you keep up like this,” she whimpered.
“Not yet.”
He removed his hand from her front and held onto both her hips tightly as he began to drive into her. Savannah bit her lip to keep from screaming as Elijah slammed her body into the desk with each powerful thrust.