She closed her eyes savoring the taste of blood running down her throat. She took in big deep gulps, feeling the humans life slowly leave. He didn't put up much of a struggle which was completely fine with her. Although, she did love when they fought back.

It just made things so much more fun.

Another mouthful and she became aware of something or someone watching her, she tensed slightly. It was one of her greatest downfalls; she never truly paid attention to her surroundings while feeding.

She working on trying to improve that.

The female opened her eyes glaring at whoever was looking at her. No way was she going to let them think she was weak.

She faltered for a moment as she took in the sight before her.

There, in front of her, was a male vampire crouched down, his head cocked to the side as he studied her. Her eyes roamed his form quickly, well, as much as she could. He was cast into shadow, and only the faintest light from a nearby lamppost illuminated his form.

There wasn't much she could make out, she could tell that his hair was short, falling a couple inches past his ears but she couldn't quite tell the color of it. He wore a plaid button shirt, rolled up at the sleeves; his muscles bulging out, something on his arm caught the light, it glimmered slightly. She narrowed her eyes and found it to be a scar, not just one but several.

A faint shock of fear shot through her, but it was immediately overridden by her curiosity. If she was quite honest, it turned her on more than anything.

The rest of his body - which she was sure looked quite ravishing - was hidden by the dark.

Her eyes flickered up to his - the only part of his face she could see - and felt a jolt run through her. It was strange and not entirely unwelcomed. She felt almost gooey as she caught his scent; it was earthy and smelt like home and safety with a hint of gunpowder. She wanted nothing more than to be in his arms, she wanted to completely surrender to him. She wanted to please and dare she say, love him.

She watched as the males eyes narrowed in on her and moments before he lunged; he growled. Dark and low.

Her body sized up from the sound, the humans dead one falling to the ground with a faint thud. Every inch of her submitted to his growl. Moments later she was trapped within his arms, her body went slack as her mind was overwhelmed with his scent.

She wanted...no needed him.

The male growled, the sound sending a pleasing shiver down her spine and straight to her core. Instantly she was soaked. Her neck tipped back, showing her weakest spot. He made a pleased sound while nipping at her throat.

She made a faint whine that had him freeze before grabbing her hair and yanking her head back.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The moment she was in his arms the beast inside repeatedly slammed against its cage. Snarling to be let out. It wanted to take her right then and there. No foreplay, no interruptions. It would take her hard and fast, and it would make her scream until her voice was raw.

But Jasper wanted a moment to soak her in, to feel, smell, taste, and touch her before he took her like a wild animal.

He pulled her close and felt the swell of her breasts pushed up against him. Her scent was overwhelming standing this close, venom pooled within his mouth, and he swallowed.

Jasper ran his hands down her body and gripped her ass - which felt just as wonderful as it looked - pulling her flush against his lower half. She gasped feeling his hardness against her stomach and tipped her head back. Exposing her weak spot in a form of submission.

His eyes darkened, and a rumble of approval came from him. She whined, his body froze for the briefest of seconds before yanking her head back and immediately latching on to her neck. First, he sniffed then ran his tongue along its smooth curve, he scraped his teeth and nipped.

"Please."

Her voice had him freezing once again, it tinkled, like running water over stones. So seductive that it left him feeling weak at the knees.

And in that moment, Jasper listened to the beast inside. There would be no gentleness, no soft words or whispers of love.

They would claim what was theirs.

Jasper slammed her against the wall, his lips meeting hers in a clashing of teeth and tongue. His hands flew to her shirt and ripped it cleanly into two, he grabbed and squeezed her breasts, Jasper flicked her nipple and chuckled into her mouth when she let out a moan.

He pulled away from the wet kiss and bit her earlobe "Pants off now" he all but growled at her. She pulled away from him briefly and shimmied out of her jeans. Jasper lifted her up and pushed her against the wall again the moment she kicked them away, her legs wrapped around his waist and bucked forward. He growled, warning her to behave and she whined in response.

There would be a time for slowness, a time where they could discover each other's bodies. But now wasn't that time.

Her fingers gripped his hair and pulled him in for a kiss, from his hair they moved to his shoulders down to his chest. She wanted skin on skin contact, she pulled away from his lips and with a coy smirk directed his way, gripped the sides of his shirt and yanked. Every button popped and broke off, Jasper groaned, because really, that was hot.

He grabbed her panties and with a loud riiiip, they were shredded on the floor. She let out another gasp and moved her hands down to unbuckle his belt. Jasper nibbled and sucked his way down her neck, over her collarbone, and straight down to her breasts. He took her nipple into his mouth and rolled his tongue around the little nub, feeling it harden.

She gasped and yanked his belt apart, "Please, please don't tease me. Make me yours...!".

Jasper chuckled and switched breasts, after a moment he pulled away and looked down at her.

She was completely bare before him, her lips were red, swollen, and wet, they shined against the faint street light. Her silky hair was ruffled, her eyes dilated, and near black, her perky breasts and wet harden nipples heaved with each unnecessary deep breath she took in. He could feel her lust for him, combined with her scent drove him into a hazy daze.

"MINE!" he growled, the need to claim her as his own growing. One quick tug of his boxers and they were gone, a yank of her body closer to his, one shift of his hips, and he was buried deep inside her tight warmth.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she threw her head back and let out the sweetest moan he had ever heard. Jasper started a fast and brutal pace that had her gasping and screaming out.

"So fucking tight," he growled, thrusting harder. He lifted her right leg higher; her other still wrapped tightly around his waist, with a shift of his hips he slid in deeper, bottoming out.

She let out a particularly needy gasp and thrust her forward, Jasper grabbed her hips, stilling her; she bucked forward again and whined: "Move, please, please move!"

Jasper pulled out completely, slowly, feeling her inner muscles contract around him.

"No no no no, please," the white-haired beauty jerked her hips forward, searching and aching for his cock.

He ran the head along her swollen clit, he pushed at the bundle of nerves making her shudder and dig her nails deeper into his skin. He moved his head down her inner lips to her slit and slowly pushed until just the tip was in. He pulled back and repeated the process several times.

Jasper had her writhing and whining beneath him, and he loved it.

"Please, please, no teasing," she all but sobbed, "Please, I need you, mate, mate me!"

Jaspers' lips curled, and his eyes darkened, and without warning, he slammed hard and deep into her. His pace was fast and brutal.

"MINE!" He growled gripping her hips, thrusting faster.

"Y-Yes, yes, yes! Yours! O-Only yours!" she screamed out in bliss, "Mate, mate, mate..."

"MATE, MINE!"

He lost control of his gift, lust filled the air, and anything within a fifty miles radius was awake, horny, and fucking. Never before had he felt this way, the need to take this woman, to make her his, now and forever. Nothing had ever been so strong, he needed more. He was driven entirely mad, her scent soaking into every part of him.

He needed to fuck her like an animal, wild and feral, he needed to fill her with his seed. To mark and brand her forever his.

Jasper let go of the beast within, let him take control. HE would satisfy his overwhelming thirst for her.

The Major pulled out of her and threw her to the ground and was upon her before she could even whimper at the loss; his hands on either side of her head, and her legs thrown over his shoulder, he slammed into her making her cry out.

"Oh, Gods, yes! More, more."

He chuckled listening to her beg, "Lookie 'ere," he gave her a particularly hard thrust making her moan loudly, "Such pretty thang you are." The Major sat back on his knees making her legs slide down; he threw one back over his shoulder and the other wrap around his waist. He ran his hands up her legs, squeezed her ass before moving up her stomach and cupped her breasts.

Flicking her nipples he gave her a feral grin, dark and sharp around the edges.

"Look at cha, all fucked out there arentcha girl? All tight and wet 'round mah dick," Her pussy clenched around him as he moved lazily in her. "Ya like that? When I talk dirty to ya?" She moaned desperately bucking her hips into his.

His eyes narrowed and grabbed her throat making her tense, but she dare not move, he grinned at her submissiveness "Answer me, woman!"

The beauty's eyes widen, and she nodded and moaned, "Yes, godsss yes."

The Major snarled and resumed his fast fucking, "Ya gonna take me like the good lil mate ya are, arentcha baby girl?"

"YES!"

He felt her inner walls tighten around him, his upper lip curled back, "That's it, cum 'round mah cock."

With one hand wrapped around her throat and the other by her head, he let her leg slide down and join the other wrapped around his waist. He found her spot and slammed into it repeatedly, his little mate screamed and cried out.

"Mine, mine, mine, MINE!"

The Major leaned down to the left side of her neck, his teeth sharp and ready.

The white hair beaut wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer, her breasts brushing against his chest. The ripped halves of his shirt tickling her sides, she moved up to his right ear and licked the tip making him shudder, "Yours, only yours."

The Major snarled and bit her, pumping his venom into her marking her as his. She screamed as she came, gushing and clenching around him pulling him deeper into her wet cavern.

Satisfied with the amount of venom in her he pulled away and licked the bite. He thrust hard into her, now chasing his own release and as he pulled back from her neck their eyes met.

He leaned down and kissed her, dominating her mouth while she moaned desperately into it. She pulled away from his kiss and moved back to the right side of his neck, licking and nipping at it until she found the perfect spot.

"Cum for me," she whispered and bit him.

Jasper -having regained control as soon as The Major finished pumping his venom into her- groaned loudly as he came hard, filling her up to the brim with his seed. He gave a few little thrusts, milking himself dry.

His head fell into the arch of her neck as he panted heavily, she pulled away from his own; licking away the few small drops of venom that fell from his bite wound. She rubbed his back gently as they both calmed.

Jasper let his body fall on hers, trapping her within his arms. And he did something he had never done before:

He purred.

The white-haired beaut nudged his neck gently, Jasper turned his head slightly to look at her. She gave him a soft smile, one that made his undead heart skip a beat.

"Mate" she nuzzled his neck and nestled down against him.

He laid a kiss on her lips and smiled back, his eyes lit with love and warmth.

"Mate."