Ion's POV

We are in the plain white foyer of my home, the scent of her blood was driving me wild. My thirst held me on my present course. I crushed her body up against mine from behind, bending my head around her neck, inhaling deeply again.

Completely under my mind control, her breath hitched as I pressed my lips against her silken skin, slowly circling my tongue against her artery and sucking on her skin to leave a good mark. Sighing with growing need, she arched her neck more to allow me better access. Lightly, I squeezed her breast and teased her nipple to hardness through the red silk of her thigh-high dress. My fangs aching with need as I let them graze the skin of her neck. Lost in her pleasure, she moaned softly as her body arched back into mine. Her rounded ass pushes back into my hardness making me groan. Sliding my hand down to her small waist I pulled her against me tightly as I flicked her earlobe with my tongue. "You are mine, and only mine to feed on. As I take your blood some of my venom will enter your bloodstream, but not enough to turn you." I grabbed her blonde ponytail and yanked her head to the side hard eliciting a soft whimper of pleasure, lowering my fangs to rest on her skin, she cried out in surprise. "You will be marked as mine this way, and you'll act accordingly. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Ion." She whispered to me quietly.

Tonguing the skin of her neck once more, I pierced her artery with my fangs giving her such extreme pleasure through the venom in my dark kiss that her body shuddered in near-orgasm.

Heavenly blood filled my mouth and streamed down my throat. The vitae was like liquid ambrosia. Strengthening and weakening my body as the red liquid filled my veins slowly. My hands tightened on her body, pulling her closer up against mine, while her arm raised and curled around my head in her desperate need. She could never escape my dark embrace unless I let her go.

She didn't struggle in the least. She did exactly what I wanted her to do. Exist. Exist at this moment, in my arms to be fed upon. Of course, she would remember nothing of this, only our first meeting and my command that she was to be mine only. Why? I don't like tainted food, she would do well as a feeding vessel. But as a girlfriend...hell no.

Blood seeped out from the wound as I extracted my fangs. Slowly I licked it up while my hand slid down her dress to her soft thigh. Grabbing the hem of her dress, I lifted it up her luscious quivering body, and over her head. Tossing it aside.

She was more beautiful than I first thought. Like this, fully vulnerable to my mercury eyes. Smirking, I quickly wrapped my arms around her from behind again. Only this time with a breast in one hand and the other sliding down her body, between her thighs ripping off her thong as I cupped her core with my hand. She was nearly squirming with her need for release as I touched her. Teasing her flesh with my fingers as I rubbed her back and forth. Setting my lips near her ear, I teased her with my breath on her neck, again "You like that, huh?" She nodded vehemently, not saying a word.

Words. I prefer words. This got the dominant side of me to take over for a bit. "Then spread your damn thighs more." Quickly she obeyed and I bent her over so she could brace herself against the white wall if she needed. Still cupping her pussy, I slid one finger between her wet juiced-up folds, making her gasp with pleasure.

"Ion please, I need to come badly." She begged over her shoulder, trying to gaze at me.

I stopped moving my finger back and forth from her entrance to her clit, and spoke between clenched teeth. "You will not come unless I say you can." Pulling my finger away from her pussy, I grabbed her by the wrists, pulling them behind her back with one hand. God, she was so wet and ready for my rock hard cock. I was going to end up with a pair of blue balls, damnit... Rule number two, don't fuck the food.

Reaching down with one hand while still holding her wrists, I quickly thrust two fingers deep inside of her body. She raised her head, flipping her hair back as her soft muscles inside clenched around my thrusting fingers.

I could hear her heartbeat and it was racing, her breathing was irregular, moaning, she pushed back against my hand meeting each thrust. Gently I curled my fingers inside of her tightness and began to massage her walls and G-spot. Faster and faster, my fingers moved, the honeyed up flesh deep inside growing gentle ridges the closer she got.

Dropping her wrists, I bent down as she braced against the wall again. Still thrusting into her fast, I bent down on my knees behind her. The sweet scent of her sex called to me so I gently moved my face close enough to lick through her wet folds with my tongue. She moaned and her body jerked in raw pleasure. My lips sucked carefully on the delicate skin of her folds, once in a while grazing her clit on purpose.

Still, inside her mind, I could tell it was time to stop the orgasm from happening, again. Her body was on fire and was begging for release, she was squirming where she stood, bucking against my onslaught so I stopped the movement of my fingers to cool her off a bit.

"Oh God, please Ion I need you so badly, now! Don't leave me like this, I'm begging you, please." Tears gathered in her eyes as she whimpered.

Grabbing her by the jaw hard, I forced her onto her hands and knees. "When we first came here, I warned you that I would leave you like this or worse if you pissed me off. My house, my rules." Nodding she looked away.

"I'm sorry if I angered you, but can we please finish this? I want to feel you deep inside fucking me hard." She whispered.

Laughing, I pushed her down hard on her back on the parquet floor, setting my clothed body between her legs. Raising slightly, I unfastened my belt and unzipped my pants. Reaching inside, I pulled out my rock hard cock and laid it on her abdomen. "How bad do you want it?."

Her eyes took in the size of me, and I could see a touch of fear. "I would do or give anything..."

Lifting her legs up, I sat on my heels rubbing my fully engorged cock's head through her slick pussy from entrance to clit, back and forth. "Anything?" I drawled out as I kept on teasing her, watching my pre-cum mix with her juices.

Her pussy angled toward me as her back arched high off the cold floor. "Absolutely anything."

Bending over her, I took a hard nipple into my mouth and sucked on it roughly, making her moan loudly as she caressed my back with her hands. Moving my cock to her entrance, I gave pressure against the skin but did not enter her. Gently my fingers found her clit and began to rub it fast. "You will be my blood slave and you will give me anything I want when we next meet. Understand?" She was so far gone I doubt if she would ever realize that I never fucked her. Even though I really want to fuck her raw right now. Quickly, I placed my cock back in my pants and fingered her fast and rough until she cried out in ecstasy, her heart racing as she panted with satisfaction.

After a few moments, we got up off the floor and retrieved her dress. Taking her by the shoulders, her eyes met my hypnotic gaze of crimson. Slowly I reached into her mind and began her commands, "You will remember nothing of this. Only our first meeting and time spent talking. Though in the future if I ask you for anything like blood, you will give me yours. You will not give your blood to anyone but me. You will remember you are mine. Am I understood?" Slowly she nodded her head still looking a bit dazed, then looked confused. Good, the confusion meant the commands took.

I turned her toward the door and opened it. "I'm so sorry you have to go, you must be so busy. Perhaps we could have a drink some other time? It has been such a pleasure having you here." Confused she tried to smile as I beamed with happiness at her with a bright smile as I handed her her dress and she put it on quickly.

"Uh...yeah. Thank you for having me." She turned and walked down the stairs off the front porch.

Lifting my fingers to my mouth, I sucked away the residual taste of her cum. Muttering slyly, "No... No. Thank you..."

Closing the front door I walked down the white hall into the huge main room. The room was slightly vaulted with painted ceilings and bordered with Italian frescoes the walls were covered in a cherry wood paneling that warmed up the room. Couches of black leather were scattered here and there, along with black leather overstuffed recliners. The two greatest beauties in the room to me was all the gold-framed oil paintings of my family, and the rose marble fireplace.

As I looked around, My brother Liam sat forward on the couch with a chuckle. "In the hallway Ion? Sounded like she must have been good!" Frowning at him I went to where the small alcohol cart was kept in the far left corner of the room.

After pouring two Brandy's I walked over to him, handing him a brandy, and sat on the couch opposite him. "I hate having to do that. It seems so barbaric now." I lifted the glass and took a deep gulp of the liquid as it burned its way down to your throat.

"Okay, wait a minute, you're losing me here..." Liam took a sip of the alcohol and placed it on the table between us.

"Now That vampires are operating the damn blood banks, you'd figure that getting an order for a place this big, that owns the banks in this area, could get a home delivery on time."

Liam raised his brows in question, "What has that got to do with the girl?"

Sighing heavily, I sat back on the couch. "Everything! There was no blood for me to drink Liam, and as you know, my bloodlust is not a pretty thing. What you heard going on in that hallway was your brother having to create a 'blood-slave' for just in case this shit happens again. Our species coming out has been a great thing. Though not so great too." His jaw had almost literally hit the floor.

"Oh.my.God. have you started to grow a real conscience, Ion?" He grinned at me smugly as he sipped on the brandy.

"We better hope not. It's my killer instinct that keeps this roof over our heads, among other things." Tossing down the rest of the brandy, I stood up from the couch and began walking toward the main staircase. Was I growing a conscience? Is that why I let her come anyway? With a frown on my face, I began ascending the stairs to find some privacy. Blue was just not my color. I thought as I adjusted my pants again.