Diedrek

I hate these things with a passion. What do I need to come to the auctions for anyway? At the castle, my family and I have all the human workers we could ever need. As well as all the women I could ever want. Although, I must admit I'm getting bored with the whole lot of 'em.

They willingly come to my bed and allow me to bite them as often as I wish. They love being mine. There are some that even enjoy being the rest of the royal family's food source. The euphoria of the bite is enough to make the weak little humans feel good for many nights after.

I'm not sure if it was because I am the oldest of the royal bloodline, soon to be the strongest of the entire vampire race, or just my good looks. Either way women flock to me. Vampire and human alike.

Being as tall as I am, well over six feet, having mahogany brown hair that looks almost black, and chocolate-coated eyes has always worked to my advantage. Even as a young boy, I could get away with anything because of how adorable I was. So why in the world do I have to be here for the auction every single month?

"I wonder if there'll be any goodies this time." Opening one eye, I look to my right, where my best friend Darius sits beside me. A giant smile upon his face, and mischief in his light green eyes.

"You have plenty at the castle, what do you need more for?" I study him a moment, "Hell, I know you use a lot of the human and vampire women alike for your own pleasures." A sly grin grows on my lips thinking about it.

"You know me, always collecting." I shake my head with a laugh. Darius, being my longest friend, and only person I can trust in this world, is always doing that. Whether it's with his crazy antics around the castle, the pranks he plays on everyone, or just his wise ass come backs. He is always putting me in a good mood.

"Welcome one and all, let's begin this auction with some strong human men, you can put to work." The auctioneer begins.

That's my que to close my eyes and tune the noise of everyone out. These things are always the same. Lucky to save face I didn't fall asleep within the first hour. However, by the second hour, I find myself just dozing off, when a loud noise within the crowd gains my attention.

Sitting up in my chair I see it. An arrow that was set on fire is on the pole of the stage. It had cut one of the human women loose, the string now dangling from her neck as another person is behind her trying to untie her arms. From where I sit, I can't tell if it's a man or woman. They hide their face with what looks like tons of clothing.

Sniffing the air all I can smell is death, I'm certain the little human put something that had long since died underneath their clothing to mask their scent. "Smart for a human." Can't help the thought from popping into my head.

"Shit, this hasn't ever happened before." I watch as Darius gets up from his chair and runs off in the opposite direction.

I'm almost certain Darius, is getting ready to go down there to help, so I focus all my attention on the now rowdy crowd. From up above, I can see a boy that can't be any older than eighteen, fighting a group of male vampires. "He fights well for a human." Shrugging my shoulders, I stand and stretch out my limbs.

Arrows are flying everywhere, and the humans on the stage are now all becoming free and joining the fight. Holding onto the railing I give out an annoyed breath with a roll of my eyes. Knowing I must go down and bring order back to this night. Then I can go home and find a willing woman to give me the blood and pleasure I will need after all this to relieve my stress.

Forgoing the stairs, I jump the twelve feet down, landing on my feet. First thing I see is the boy with the swords. Pushing my way through the crowd I work to get to him. Just as I am about to grab him by the shoulder, one of the humans that had been on stage gets between us. It was the one covered in clothes and what I can now smell are dead animal skins.

I can't make out the body type, but I can see as my eyes make it to the persons face it is a woman. Finding myself looking into the most beautiful jade green eyes I have ever seen. The clothes that are covering her face have come loose and are replaced with her heart shaped face.

I can see her extraordinary long red hair the color of fire, and a cute button nose in the center of her face. Snapping myself out of it, I remember where we are, and what is happening around us. That's when I see it, the wooden stake she has somehow placed right at my heart.

She must have done it while I was perusing her body from head to toe. Giving her my most charming smile I tell her honestly, "You know I can knock that out of your hand, and have you in my arms before you blink right?"

When all she does is give me a scowl in answer, I can't help but lick my canines. My mouth is watering for a taste of this woman, and my arousal for her is growing into a passion I haven't felt in a long time. If I ever have. I find myself dreaming of all the ways I'm going to take her when I get her back to the castle.

The royal army will want her dead for what her and her comrades have done here tonight, but I'm not about to let that happen. Oh no, she is going to be mine! In every way and position available. My smile broadens just thinking about it.

"Come on Kyla, we have to go, she's up there with Lilly." The boy that was weaving the sword only moments ago has his hand on this woman's arm. On what is mine!

Snarling at the boy causes this beautiful woman to take a sharp breath. "No, you go I will be right there. I'll hold them off while you catch up to them."

The boy looks like he wants to argue, but the woman gives him the coldest stare imaginable. If pointed my way I'm certain it would terrify even me, or simply turn me on. The ladder is more comprehensible.

The boy looks at me a moment, giving me a cold stare, then looks back at the woman before him. Before finally deciding to take off. Leaving us alone. Just me and my prey. The way I like it.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that, you may be faster and stronger, but I'm not weak." She answers my earlier statement.

Looking me straight in the eye she says, "I have a few talents of my own." I'm certain she does, and I can't wait to see what they are. My mouth is filling with saliva thinking of the delectable talents my woman truly has. Catching myself licking my canines with the ideas running through my imagination. Wait did I just call this young woman before me my woman? Even thinking this, I can't help but feel the words are right in every way.

"They're getting away!" One of the vampires shout. That's when she shows me a little of what she has been talking about. Within seconds, she is already in the small group of humans at the gate, holding the gate open so they can flee.

"How is that possible? No normal human is that fast. To have been right in front of me, then across the yard a second later, and how is she holding the gate open by herself? No human could do that."

These are my last thoughts before I find myself where she is on the other side of the grounds. She is the last one to go on the outside of the gate, so I grab her by the leg to stop her in her tracks. She kicks and screams at me to let her go. She's fighting me with all the strength she has, but it's still not enough to convince me to release her.

I find myself wanting to tell her it is no use. She may be fast and strong for a human, but I'm a full-fledge vampire. The oldest son of the royal vampire family. Meaning as soon as I come of age next month, I will ascend into full power.

She doesn't stand a chance against me, and for her to think I would simply just let what is clearly mine leave, I can't comprehend. This woman, who is soon to be mine in every way possible is clearly deranged. Lucky for me I find it indulging and entirely hot.