Diedrek

When I came in here seeing Satine up close with Kyla, there was just a switch in me. I felt like I could seriously break her neck because I know how she likes to play mind games with everyone. If I didn't know I was in a mating frenzy, with finding my blood mate, I would say my response was out of character for me. Normally, I don't care who my cousin Satine messes with, on occasion I find it humorous.

As I came into the room and saw how close she was, I snapped. My blood felt like it was boiling from the inside out. The only thought that was going through my head was kill. Now, that everyone is out of the room, and it is just my Ayla and me left alone I am as hard as a rock. I know she's feeling it too. Her breathing has picked up, the smell of her arousal is potent, and she keeps rubbing her thighs together.

Not being able to help myself I move my face closer to hers, "I can help you with that. Believe me the things I can do will be so much better than the friction you're trying to create down there on your own." At her intake of breath in surprise, I can't help but give a devilish smile.

Bringing my hands up to hold her waist, I gradually make my way up her sides. There is goose flesh on her arms, and as I make my way to her neck, I can feel her heartbeat speed up. Making my way into her hair I yank it back, and she moans. The noise is too much to bear, the beast is fully awake now. I attack her mouth with my own, and to my utter surprise she opens with consent. We are in a moment of battle. Filled with tongues, teeth, and bites. It takes all my will power not to bite hard enough so I can taste her blood. We aren't there yet.

This Is the closest she has let me get to her all day, and I'm not wasting it. Keeping her as distracted as I can, we make our way backwards to the couch. I lay her down, with me on top, and its game over. I can't keep my hands to myself anymore. I bring them down to her legs, going deliberately slow so I don't scare her. I know this is all knew to her, and if I move too fast this will be over too soon.

A growl works its way up from my belly to the back of my throat when I feel a wet spot on her pant leg. Right on the inside of her thigh close to her womanhood. That's when her eyes pop open, and I feel her hands that were moments before grabbing my shirt to bring me closer, are now pushing me away.

"I won't hurt you; I promise." Conveying all I want to say with my eyes, I try to make her understand how good I can make her feel.

The next words that leave her luscious lips put a smile on my face, "I know you won't." Then she ruins it, "but I think we need to talk, and I really need to clean up." She looks down at herself. Already I know her clothes still have the smell of animal carcass on them. I can see they are stained with blood as well.

"I don't care, all I smell is you, My Kyla." Calling her that makes her smile. Although she puts her face down, and hides behind a lock of her hair, I can still see her lips. That's when I decide I will call her that from now on.

Although it pains me, I lift my body to the opposite end of the couch. Sitting down, I place my body facing her to give her my full attention.

"What would you like to talk about?" Giving her my hand, I help her up to a sitting position.

She scoots herself to the opposite side of the couch and places her legs in front of her body. I watch as her delicate arms circle her knees, and she places her head on top of them. I know it's a defense tactic. She's trying to create space between us because she doesn't trust herself to be alone with me. Not being able to stop the enjoyment on my part, I bite my bottom lip, to keep from smiling.

She looks pensive for a moment, "Well I'm not sure what to think about this situation." She looks me straight in the eye and says, "I mean I'm a Rebel and you're a vampire. We shouldn't be feeling whatever this is between us."

I nod my head to show her I'm listening. I give her a slight wave of my hand, telling her to continue with her thoughts, because I know there is more she has to say.

"I don't know much about you, other then you're the eldest royal son. You are one of the most powerful vampires ever, and you have a reputation of ripping men apart with your bare hands."

She uses her fingers to count off my digressions as a spark of fear grows in her eyes at the last part. Not liking that look in her eyes or the scent of her fear emanating the air, I know I need to tamper that feeling down and bring her back in the moment with me.

"First of all, let me correct you on that last part. The man you are referring to was one of the elders on the counsel, and the only reason I took down one of our own was I found out he was doing inappropriate things with Satine." I raise my hand when she goes to speak, "I know she has problems, if you had the life, she has had you would too, but she did not deserve that. So, I made it known to all not to fuck with my family."

She visibly swallows, and I know she's trying not to cry with the information I just told her. "That's awful." Her voice comes out in a quiet whisper.

"Yes, it is." I say tensely as I squirm where I sit. Not a lot of things get to me in this world, but the talk of how my cousin Satine has been treated since she was a young girl, makes even me uncomfortable.

"Now you are correct of a few things. I am the eldest of the royal vampires. I am the most powerful of our kind, and you may have heard the prophecies from ear to ear. The one that says on my twenty-first birthday I will ascend into my full power."

I give her a serious look, studying her just as she does me. "Yes, I am twenty and about to turn twenty-one. I have seen more death and evil in my young life than I care to admit, but just because I am all these things, that doesn't make me a monster. I know you have been raised to believe otherwise." She looks shocked that I would know such information. "I can assure you that is not the case."

"Oh really?" She jumps to her feet and begins pacing in front of me, "You think you aren't all monsters? Look what you do! You enslave humans. Your kind uses them as sex slaves and house maidens. You feed on our human blood, and many kill us just for sport. You are the cruelest beings I have ever encountered in my eighteen years of life!"

She may be my mate, but I will not tolerate her talking to me in this way. I stand up and am in front of her within seconds. Placing my hands along her hips I stop her pacing. I use my hand to lift her face to look up at me, I'll be damn sure she listens to every word I have to say. "You will watch your poisonous tongue when speaking to me. I do not allow a soul to speak to me this way, and you are no exception."

Her eyes fall into slits, I can feel her teeth grind down as a growl emanates from her small body. "I will talk with you any way I wish. I am not afraid of you or your kind. You want to punish me, then do it. Hell, you can torture me for all I care, but I will not concede to you."

Her breaths are coming so strong her chest area is rubbing along my stomach. If I didn't have to calm her ass down and get her under control, I'd show her exactly what I want to do to her.

"Yes, we feed off blood. It is how we survive. My men and I do not..." She breaks free from my hold and looks away from me. Not liking this in the least I pinch her chin and force her eyes back to mine. "we do not kill for sport. As for the enslavement it is the way of this world. How it has been for over a century. Get. Over. It." I enunciate every word.

When she tries to get away from me, I wrap my arms around her in a tight embrace. She isn't getting away that easily. "Oh no you don't, I'm not finished." I keep my left arm around her waist and bring my right up to get the bit of hair out of her eyes. It had fallen in front of them in her struggle, and I would like her to look me in my eyes as I say these words to her.

"As for the house maidens and bed companions here in this castle. They choose to be here. I would never force any woman to come to my bed." I give her my coldest stare, "Do you understand me?"

I hold her so tightly she barely can shake her head in any direction. Knowing the emotions running through her mind, I bring her head to my chest and rub my fingers through her hair. As she calms, I whisper sweet things in her ear as my hand makes its way to the middle of her back. Rubbing gently, I tell her I will not harm her, and how everything will be okay.

"Besides, I won't be needing any of those women ever again." As my words reach her, she begins to struggle against me once more. Not liking this I bring my hand to her hair; I grab a fist full of it and bring her head up so I can see her gorgeous green eyes.

"Because you are here." I look deep into her soul hoping she can hear the seriousness of my words. "Now that I have found you, and I have you in my domain there is no one else for me." Her pert little nose scrunches up in confusion as I give her my most perfect smile. "You are mine." Making my way closer to her ear I give a seductive whisper, "My little blood mate."