"You want to do that?"

"So bad." He groaned, his hands now moving past my knees and up my thighs. "I was trying so hard to give you privacy. But when I bathed you, and the few times I've seen you naked, I just cant help but get hard at the thought."

"Oh um..."

"I wont fuck you." He said, hands moving even higher. "I just want to make you feel good, and it would be a real pleasure to taste you."

My body was already hot, and honestly it had been a very long time. I nodded to him, a grin immediately breaking out over his beautiful face. I watched his eyes go even darker than they were, and without hesitation he ripped the dress I was wearing right up the middle.

He pushed my legs open, his hands taking a hard grip on my inner thighs. He dipped his head, his tongue meeting my clit with no struggle. I took in a sharp breath and exhaled with a low moan.

"Fuck." I called out. "Jin!"

"Mmmm, you taste so good." He cooed before moving back to my pussy. The feeling of his tongue on me the way it was couldn't be real. I had never felt like this from oral before, and I had been with men that knew what they were doing.

Ah, but there is the difference.

Jin wasn't a man.

He was a vampire.

He didn't get tired, he didn't need air to breathe.

He was stronger than a human; immensely so.

He lapped at me, suckling at the swollen nub, and I couldn't help but to call out in pleasure. The wet muscle felt magical against me. He was bringing me to the same high that I was experiencing earlier, only in a different manner. His hands moved from my thighs around my hips to my breasts, squeezing them and running his thumbs across my hardened nipples.

With slowly strokes his tongue started to roll against my clit, the twist in my lower stomach tightening more and more. I couldn't even buck my hips. Jin's grip on me was so strong and firm, I was completely at his mercy.

He was right, this was fun.

Just then his lips wrapped around the nub of nerves, sucking with just enough pleasure to snap the coil within me.

"Oh god! Jin I'm cumming!"

He hummed into me, his tongue flicking back and forth against me, prolonging my orgasm. Once I started coming down, he started to move his tongue again, this time even faster than before.

"Fuck! Fuck! Oh my god, Jin!"

With both of his hands cupping my breasts, he gave them another tight squeeze that was borderline painful, but oh so pleasurable.

His mouth separated from me for a moment as he looked up at me. "Do you want me to taste more of you?" He asked, his voice deep and husky.

"Yes." I replied nearly out of breath. "Please don't stop!" I felt pathetic whining the way I was, but it seemed to make him happy because he smiled and moved back to my core.

Lapping again he rolled his tongue against my most sensitive button. I threw my head back, my eyes rolling as I came again. His tongue moved at the same rate, my legs shaking, and there was no sign of him stopping.

Another climax ricochet though my body, ever nerve on fire. He let go of my breasts, his hands skimming down my body, and finally...finally his mouth detached from my core. It didn't move far thought because he started to leave wet, heavy kisses on my inner thigh, still so close to my pussy.

"Mmmm." He hummed, and spoke between breaks of his kisses. "You taste so good. I want to taste more." He said, his tongue skimming over my skin.

"Yes." I breathed, still in an orgasmic haze.

I felt him smile against my skin, and then a slight graze of sharp teeth. Before I realized what was happening, he bit down against the main vein in my leg.

I yelled because it was painful.

But as expected the pain faded, and the feeling of my orgasm started to flow through me like a wave. Jin's arms were around my thighs, keeping me close to him. He let go for just a second, just as my vision started to go black.

This was always the part that Taehyung would stop drinking from me.

This is where my heartbeat would slow, and he would let go of the blood flow, sealing the puncture wounds.

But Jin didn't stop.

I felt his lips pucker even harder, sucking at my skin and my blood flowing freely into his mouth.

He wasn't going to stop.

He was going to drain me.

TAEHYUNG POV

Annoyed I pulled up to Bangtan Manner. I was so tired of running errands for Namjoon. He's supposed to be leading the clan, yet I have to do all of his dirty work when it comes to punishments.

I was tired, and all I wanted to do was sleep.

I wonder if that girl is still alive.

Part of me felt bad. I never kept a living donor before, and I didn't want any of the guys to know she was in there. But I did some research on human health, and I was honestly surprised she survived as long as she did.

Part of me hope's she's dead. I'd hate to have causes her that kind of misery.

As I came into the house, I could hear moaning coming from the den. I walked over there to see Jin pinning Jungkook to the couch in a heated makeout, Namjoon watching in the corner.

"Still a pervy voyeur, huh?"

"Still a jealous cunt, huh?"

I roll my eyes. He always thought I was Jealous that Jungkook decided to join in their mating. I could give to shits. Unlike them, I wasn't gay.

"Whatever. It's done. The Temp Clan leader is dead, and they pleaged allegiance to Bangtan. Happy?"

"Estatic baby brother."

"I'm not your brother."

Just then, Jin lifted his head from a panting, and whining Jungkook to face me. "You are a little bit of a cunt."

"Cut it out hyung, I'm not in the mood."

"What's wrong brother, you didn't have a good trip?"

"I'm not doing it again. Next time you and Namjoon can send Yoongi or Jimin. I'm sure those sadistic fucks would be more than willing."

"But they are so messy." He replied. "You are much more orderly, and that's how business is done."

"Well like I said, next time send one of those fucks. I'm not doing it again."

"Fine." He sighed before reattaching his lips to Jungkook's neck.

"Fuck!" He let out.

"Care to join and watch?"

"Watch my brother fuck my best friend? I'll pass."

"Your loss." Namjoon replied with a smirk, taking another sip of his tumbler.

I left as soon as I could, and the closer I got to my bedroom the stronger I could smell her.

She was still alive?

After three days?

I pushed by bedroom door open, and did not expect to see the horror that was in front of me. She was handcuffed to my bed post, a dress tore up the middle with her entire body exposed, and bleeding heavily out of her inner thigh. Blood soaked my bedsheets, and there was no way to know how long she had been there. She wasn't moving, she was barely breathing, and her heartbeat was so slow it was barley heard.

"Fuck!"

I ran over to her puling the cuffs from their lock on my headboard, breaking the chain between the two. I pulled her to as sitting position, but her body slumped over. I knew it was only a atter of time before death overtook her, so I made a decision.

Ripping open my wrist, I pushed the open wound to her mouth trying to coax her to open her mouth just enough.

"Come on babygirl, open up for me. Just take a few drops."

Miraculously, she puckered her lips, and swallowed as if trying to moisten her throat and I hoped she swallowed my blood down with it.

I didn't stop trying to feed her my blood. It was the only way to heal her, and get her heart to beat again. My wound started to heal so I ripped it open again pouring the blood into her mouth.

Suddenly she coughed, swallowing again and I knew that some dribbled down her throat.

Relieved, I laid her back down on the bed gently. All I could do now is wait for the blood to do its thing and heal her.

I pulled the dress off of her, and laid her on the floor for a moment while I changed the bed sheets. I was relieved to see that the protective cover was on it, so her blood did not stain my mattress. After I got new sheets on, licked over the puncture wounds on her inner thigh, I tucked her back into the bed.

It was going to be a while before she regained consciousness. She lost way too much blood for it to be a quick process.

But at least she isn't going to die.

And that's when the anger fueled me.

I turned on my heal, high tailing it back toward the den, not caring at all if my brother was naked, balls deep inside Jungkook or if he was taking it from Namjoon.

Thankfully when I found them, all that was missing between Jungkook and Jin from when I left them was their shirts. Jin was still on top of him, grinding into him, their lips locked in a hard kiss.

I didn't even say anything when I walked in, and Namjoon wasn't going to stop me.

I grabbed hold of my brother's hair and yanked him off of Jungkook. Before he could register what was happening, I took hold of his jean belt loop with my other hand and threw him clear across the room.

"WHAT THE HELL TAE?!" I heard Jungkook shout, but I ignored him.

I ran back over to Jin, who was laughing pulling him up to his feet before punching him right in his stupid chin.

He flew backwards a bit before I finally kicked him in the stomach. I wound up for another hit, but he caught my fist and punched me in the stomach before I could block it. He still had a stupid grin on his face when I tackled him down to the ground throwing as many punches as I could.

It was as if the anger within me made me invincible. I kept punching his perfect face, even angrier that it would just go back to normal in a few short hours.

"What are you doing?!" Jungkook shouted again trying to pry me off of Jin.

He wasn't nearly as strong as me, so I pushed him away, giving Jin enough time to knee me in the groin.

"Fuck!" I grunted, Jin spinning me off of him.

He stood but didn't retaliate, starting to laugh even harder.

"You going to explain, Taehyung?" Namjoon asked, still sitting in his chair, his tumbler tilting over his lips.

Jin's eyes never left my own, he merely repositioned his broken nose back in place. I could already see his features going back to normal, and he backed up sitting on Namjoon's lap.

"Tae-Tae is mad that I found his sex toy."

"Hyung, we have plenty of those." Jungkook said, walking over to them. Namjoon reached out for him, knowing that isn't what Jin was talking about.

"Did you like your surprise?" Jin asked me a sadistic grin on his face. "I had a lot of fun playing with her. She tastes so, good. No wonder you tried to hide her all to yourself."

"You had a donor in the house?"

"I'm surprised you couldn't smell her Joonie." Jin said, though still looking at me. "She tasted better than she smelled. And I'm not just talking about her blood."

"You mother fucker!" I yelled, stepping forward.

"Alright, alright. Let's stop this." Namjoon said, slipping between his to lovers, letting them share the love seat.

"You stay out of this." I growled direction my attention to Namjoon. "Just because you mated my bother doesn't make you family."

"We are part of the same clan, and I am the leader. The only reason I even deal with your bad attitude is because you are Jin's brother. Now, use your words or I will not play fair in this mediation."

I heard Jin sigh heavily. "No need to play favorite Joonie. I killed his human he was hiding in his room. But not before I brought her to mind numbing orgasms. She really did die, in the best way."

I smirked. "You're getting sloppy brother, she isn't dead."

His eyes went wide. "She's alive?"

"And healing as we speak." I added. I pointed at my very surprised brother, making sure that my voice was stern and my point came across. "Don't fucking touch what's mine. She is mine, not yours, and if you touch her again, I'll tie you to a god damn tree and let the sun have you."

No one said anything as I walked away. Not even the mouthy Jungkook. By the time I made it back to my room, the girl's breathing had regulated, and she was sleeping soundly. Once I got a bit closer to her, I was able to see her in a better light. She was prettier than I remember, and she looked well fed. I could smell the food that was in the kitchen refrigerator, and I assume Jin brought her to full health before he tried to drain her.

Just like last time.

I sighed, not wanting to move her. I put on a movie, climbing into the bed and wrapping her up in my arms. If I knew Jin, it was he hated losing. I should have let him think that he killed her, but he was smarter than our 'leader' and way more manipulative.

She would only be safe if she was in my arms.

For now.