He Awakened me... He is mine

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Dinner... is served

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He was aware of her presence the whole time, even if he had wanted to ignore it – it would have been as impossible as ignoring a large beacon of light, both blinding yet inviting. He was not only putting on this show for his own satisfaction but he knew how it – got her going whenever he became possessive. He was going to rile her up and then fuck her as the lifeless eyes of his victim watched. When she complained about him ruining her fun he rolled his eyes before fixating them on her body, obvious by his gaze that he had a hunger for more than bloodshed.” Now Elena, do I ever deprive you of your fun for long?” He asked before he gripped the other man by the hair and dug is fangs into his neck, drinking deeply but not tearing the flesh – he wanted to keep this one alive… for now.

He turned when she spoke again, his lips and mouth covered in blood.” And have you leave me when you are looking so – delicious? Never.” He said as he dropped the human who fell to his knees in an endorphin filled haze. Clayton walked over to her, cradling her face in his blood covered hands before claiming her lips in a deep, hunger filled kiss. He forced her lips open, knowing she was used to him not being gentle with her and he wanted her to be able to taste the human in his kiss.

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She watched his eyes travel up her body, waiting until they reached her breasts to trail her fingertips across her skin; they came away coated with a thin layer of blood, so she lifted them to her mouth, daintily licking them clean. "No—But I don't  like being kept waiting any more than you do."

A low growl escaped her as he began to feed; her own thirst was raging, at war with her desire to satisfy baser needs first. Even more frustrating, the state she was in made her more demanding than usual; she wanted attention, and she wanted it now.

"If I look so delicious then why pray tell am I being ignored?" She narrowed her eyes as he approached, tempted to bolt for the door. Having him chase her might  make up for his lack of attentiveness when she wanted it. Before she could reach a decision... he was there, his lips crushing down on hers—his tongue demanding entry. Swiping her tongue along the tip of one of his fangs, she purred softly into his mouth, ripping his shirt open so she could press her blood spattered breasts against his chest, knowing the slick friction would entice him.

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Dinner... is served

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“ You know how I get when you are gone – “ He whispered against her neck as he allowed his fangs to tease her pale skin, it was nothing compared to what pray felt when they were bit but he knew she enjoyed it still. When she brushed her ass against his groin that earned her a soft groan, the hand that wasn’t holding her arm back running up her inner thigh.” So you brought home dinner?” He said as he did his best to hide the slight pride in his voice – finding pray that would not be easily missed and who needed to be taught a lesson about traveling where they do not belong. He opened his mouth to tell her they should go have some fun when she told him that the scum downstairs had dared touch her. She was his, no one else’s and whoever dared touch her would meet a slow and gruesome end. Without a word he let her go and opened the door – beckoning her to follow him with his eyes before heading downstairs.

When he entered the living room to find the two humans standing around the fire place he growled.”Hey, man you Elena’s brother?” One asked and usually he would have answered yes – to play up the game a little but not this time. He caught eyes with the taller of the two and said in a commanding voice.”Sit” As he pointed to a wooden chair in the middle of the room and without a fight the man walked over, taking a seat where he had been told while his friend looked on confused. He walked over to a large glass cabinet and took out a dagger with an ivory handle, the blade curved for better slicing capabilities.

As he walked back over to the man in the chair it was easy to see that both of the Americans where becoming uneasy, he could smell the fear coming off them in waves – and he loved it. Pulling up another chair he sat in front of the man, when he tried to get up he commanded again.”Sit, you will not move until I tell you that you can.” When he did as he was told Clayton smirked, his fangs just visible between his lips.” You American’s always seem to think you can take whatever it is you want no matter the cost – but you know what my friend? I am here to teach you that touching something that is not yours can be deadly.” In one quick movement, faster than either human can see Clayton took the knife and plunged it into the man’s groin – severing his genitals in one quick twist. Both men screamed, one in pain and one in fear but he looked at them both and shouting.” SILENCE.” With enough compulsion that they both quickly grew silent. Turning his head to the man on the chair he whispered.” You will die slowly for touching what is mine…” It was then the other made a run for it but he was no match for Clayton who quickly had him pinned to the wall by the neck. He then said to his mate who he knew was in ear shot.” If you wish to have any of the tall one I would act quickly before he gets cold – and use the dagger I don’t want any of his pain taken away.”

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Her words had the desired affect; as his hands slid away she made a sound of approval—time enough for touching later, after their guests had been dealt with.  She turned to face him, biting down on her lip at the fierce look of possessiveness that was shining in his eyes.  “I knew you would defend me.  I never doubted it for a moment.”

It was beside the fact that she was more than capable of taking her own revenge.  He knew she was strong enough to do it;  a single twist of her wrist she could have torn away the human’s offending hand—but that… would be no fun at all.  It was better this way… more thrilling to see the hot anger flare inside him, knowing that she was the only one who could fan it to life with nothing more than a few mere words. If the situation were reversed, she would react exactly the same way he did—something she had proven to him on more than one occasion. Any woman foolish enough to infringe on her   man would find herself trapped in a nightmare that she had no hope of escaping.

She followed after him, trailing her fingertips along the swell of her breasts, anticipating what she knew would come. First they would feed—and then they would fuck, with the blood of their victims still hot and sticky as it slowly dried on their skin. Watching from the doorway a growl of pleasure escaped her; he was so forceful… so dominant… his mind set on one single task—taking revenge for the wrong that had been done.

She moved closer, unable to stay away; the constant pull she felt to be by his side growing stronger with each word he spoke.  Stationing herself against the wall, a surge of heat rolled inside her; it was different than the burning dryness of the thirst that was clawing away at her throat—it was much more fluid, coursing through her limbs, and it originated  much  lower in her body. Pale hands moved to tug down the zipper of her dress; shrugging her shoulders,  she let it fall away, walking towards the man in the chair clad in only a sheer pair of panties. She hesitated, her hand hovering over the blade—she’d much rather tear into him with her fangs. “I will do as you ask this time… but I want you to know you are depriving me of my fun.”

Her hand shot out, grabbing the man’s hair and roughly jerking his neck to the side; she cocked her own head, studying him for a moment, them sliced the blade across his throat, her lips turning up in a small, pleased smile as his blood splattered out, droplets decorating her bare body.  Careful to keep her mouth away from the wounds so as not to set off a euphoric reaction to her saliva, she lapped the blood off the body then grimaced—already it was losing its appeal. She wiped her hand across her mouth, smearing the blood as she turned to face him. Her lower lip slid out in a pout, irritated at how quickly the game had ended. “He’s already tasting old… are you going to share? Or must I go find a new one?

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Dinner... is served

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Clayton was sitting at his desk reading one of his anthropology books – or at least looking like he was. He had spent hours just staring at the same page, reading the same passage over and over again. For all he knew however only a few moments could have passed, when you had been awakened for as long as he had your sense of hours, minutes, days or even years have a habit of blending together. Just this time was different, his Elena had left their home on her own and her absence left him – antsy, the hair’s on the back of his neck standing on end and leaving him unable to focus.

It wasn’t until he sensed her enter the house again that he calmed and noticed the hunger that had threatened to overtake him. Letting out a low growl he walked to his study door and waited until he saw the door knob turn, her flower scent wafting into the room as she cracked it – then he pounced. With a speed that only a Strigoi of his age would possess he grabbed her wrist and twirled her inside, pinning the arm behind her before pressing her front first against the door as it closed.” You were gone to long…” He whispered as he pressed himself against her back, his lips traveling from her ear and down to her neck.

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The attack was so sudden that it caught her off guard; her lips pulled back in a furious snarl , a hiss of anger escaping her. For a moment she forgot where she was… who it was that was touching her—the hunger that was riding her urging her lash out, but she tried to control her fury. It wasn’t a good time for games such as this—not when she’d been left so unsatisfied by the easy hunt she had partaken in.

Before she could Even attempt to break free, his lips brushed against her skin; her body recognized him before her mind did, her head automatically tilting to give him access to her soft skin and the veins that were just beneath the surface.

“I wanted to surprise you… I was feeling rather peckish—so I went out searching for something… sweet.” Her eyes fell closed as she leaned back into him, teasingly pressing her ass more firmly against his groin. Shifting her weight subtly, she brushed against him, hoping to arouse his hunger for more than just one thing. “They are waiting for us downstairs… students on holiday from the states. Traveling alone, unprotected…  through our  land.”

 Glancing back over her shoulder at him, her lips curled up in a wicked smile. “Aren’t you hungry, Clayton? Are you going to waste the bounty that I have procured, catered specifically to your tastes? Perhaps I can make your mind up for you… the taller one… he groped me on the street, whispering suggestive things about what he would do when he got me alone...”

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Dinner... is served

It had been so incredibly easy luring them in; no compulsion had even been needed. The only thing required were a few flirtatious smiles and the 'accidental' brush of her hand as she mentioned a fabulous, exclusive new club nearby—one that she would be more than happy to escort them to... after she ran home to change into something more suitable. 

The fools had followed her without question.

Smiling as she poured them each a glass of wine, she tossed back her hair  and excused herself, promising that she would be right back—it wouldn't take long at all. Heading upstairs, the false smile she'd been wearing faded, replaced by a look of outright hunger. Soon she could satisfy the need that burned within her, but first... first she had to inform her mate that she'd been thoughtful enough to bring home dinner.

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