Taehyung's POV

Damn it.

Fuck. 

Shit. 

Fucking shit. 

What the actual hell was I thinking? Kissing her? It’s like making a deal with the fucking devil. Lucifer himself wouldn’t touch that girl with a 50-pole stick. He would say he has standards. I have seen it happen. But no. I had to let my own head to get the best of me.

Why was I- 

She had to be using magic. Some sort of spell she cast upon me. It has to be it. She is a witch. Although she doesn’t look like one. Besides an unnatural hair color, her skin isn’t as pale as witches are. They are always easy to spot in crowds, as all their skins have shades of blue undertones. Their eyes are also paler than usual, a trademark of their kind. To make it easier for the rest of us to be aware. Witches did get away with a lot. They were one of the creatures able to blend within the humans and monsters. Their magic is hard to detect. Then again, they were the most killed ones during the pursuit in the dark ages. Some of the supernatural beings threw them under the bus and set entire towns after them so they would not scent who the worst monsters were. 

But Lee doesn’t have the witches’ traits. Lee has hair white as the moon, and her eyes have red strikes on them. But her skin? I felt it under my touch tonight. It’s tanned, and soft and not at all like any other I have felt. Like silk. As if it is perfect for me. Perfect for my hands. For my mouth. For me to sink my teeth in and lose myself in the feeling of her warmth. For her blood to drown me and m thirst and calm my demons wanting more.

I could lose myself. I can actually see it happening as I am deep inside of her. Swallowing her moans, feeling her skin underneath my fingertips, my teeth grazing her neck as I nibble, but don’t allow a drop of blood to slide down her skin. I would drink from her but I wouldn’t kill her. 

I would never do that. 

Lee seems like the type of girl who was never touched as she should. The type of girl who everyone thinks she is fragile and breakable. But she isn’t. I’m pretty sure if I put my hand around her neck and squeezed while I fucked the fight out of her, she would love it. She would beg for me to go harder and make her forget everything but my cock.

Okay, she definitely did something to me. This shit isn’t normal. It cannot be. The hunter has to have used some sort of old enchantment her family keeps around. Like how to lure a vampire in 101.  

I pace around the meadow thinking to myself about all the things that can go wrong if I go near her again. Because I can’t be around the hunter. I couldn’t even go deep into the woods to clear my thoughts, so I stayed around as the night fell into the horizon and the sun bled against the sky. The sun bled and I know monsters began lurking in the shadows. Monsters like me. From behind me the city is falling asleep. People talk less and their voices are hushed as everyone gets in their beds. I didn’t have the guts to go far away, not when something seems to keep calling me into this place. Lee’s house. I tried to avoid being around her, but I need to see if she isn’t trying to kill one of my own. That is the only reason I am here.

Nothing else.

I heard her inside. First with the other guy. Jimin. The Parks were never ones I wanted to cross paths with. They tend to shoot first and ask questions later. Which, if you ask me, can be the right thing to do, but I am not in the mood to have to rip his head out of his shoulders if he tries that shit on me. It will start a war I don’t want to fight in. Same thing with Lee. I am not attracted to her. Something is just off.  

Plus, this Jimin guy was being a real pain in the ass. It was as if he wasn’t listening to what she was saying. I don’t think he smelled my scent on her, and if he did, he thought it was from the earlier meeting or just some other vampire. If he had he would have used it as an excuse as well. It’s a good thing I am away because if I was on Lee’s spot, I would have thrown a chair at his idiotic head. Or stabbed him.
Whichever works best. But she did not. She stood her ground and let him vent his anger out. I think she was shocked that he actually has a spine and was done with being the puppet for the rest of the Legion. 

Jimin’s reputation precedes him, but I don’t think Lee knows about it.  
In my world, they say the Parks do whatever it takes to rise inside the Legion. They were no one. Not even important enough to be recognized as hunters two generations ago. Then somehow they managed to sink their teeth in a higher seat on the table when they married one of the hunter’s daughters and Jimin’s dad was born. That generation made everything they could to rise in power. Guiding the younglings. Pretending they cared enough about the Kim’s. When in fact they cared about their position. I know Lee’s father didn’t truly trust the Park’s, but it appears Jin is idiot enough to do. I am sensing its Park Jimin’s dad’s fault, and his son is following the footsteps. 
I mean, who better to get attached to but the sister of their leader? It’s an easy way to get into the bigger ranks, especially if she is powerful enough to be hunting with the men in the Legion. If Jin never gets married nor has any kids, which in his line of work can happen, Jimin’s kids will take the leader’s place. 

Jin doesn’t even seem like the marriable type. And I can’t blame him. My kind is not one to develop feelings since we are all half dead, but his... his kind tends to need to procreate. It’s as close as werewolves as they get with all their mating shit. However, Jin, there were no notes about him being with someone. Can’t say I blame him considering what he does for a living. It’s one of the reasons I was checking if he had someone. 

Leverage. 

The wife, or partner he chose, would always be used as leverage over him. A lot of people die like that. And I can understand him not wanting anyone around when the person can one day be gone. I have seen it happen first hand. It drives them mad, and thirst for revenge. 

I watch as the lights in Lee’s apartment all fade, only one remaining on. By the looks of it, it seems like her bedroom, and I watch as she opens the door, and flings her shirt over her head. There is beat of a second where everything around me fades and I swear I drift off and see myself from somewhere else. She freezes and looks over her shoulder. I don’t know if she sees me or not, but I still don’t move. Lee turns. Her gaze spots mine and locks in it as she tilts her head. A million thoughts cross my mind at that moment. 
So many and none of them the right one. 

She smiles and cocks a brow at me and I take it as an a request. Step by step I walk closer to the building before I jump and am at her window. She steps back, her ass hits the boudoir table, she keeps her things on. I could look around and see her bedroom, but I am so mesmerized by her I can’t look away. Her lips part as I step closer and hover over her. Lee tilts her chin up. An invitation I don’t need her to say twice. 

I take her lips. My fingers slowly crawling between the strings of her hair as I part her lips further with mine. Her body touches mine as if she can’t be near enough and she breathes into my mouth when I slip my tongue and caress hers. She melts into the kiss. She melts and I let one hand rest on her thigh, tugging a little on her hair as I guide us to the bed. 

She doesn’t resist when I lay her on the sheets. My mouth caressing her chin, and then her neck. I can feel her pulse beneath the skin. I can smell her excitement rubbing against my crotch. She tastes so innocent but at the same time sinful. The perfect sweet I know I can’t have because I will ruin her. I will lose myself in her and sink my teeth in her neck and I am not sure with the way she smells that I will be able to stop. 

And even if I don’t kill her, Lee, despite all her attitude and me knowing she isn’t as fragile as everyone thinks, is still human. And bedding a human always has to be with consent. But when she whimpers for me, I lose it and let my teeth graze her neck. I’m not feeding but I might as well enjoy this. A slight drop of blood drips out and my tongue is fast licking it. 

I can feel my entire body shifting. Needing more. Wanting more. It’s like a siren call. The perfect meal right here at my disposal. I have fed from humans before and most of the blood I take is human. But this... the way she tastes. It feels like a convict’s last meal. 

Lee moves inside her bedroom, and I am brought back to reality. I don’t know what that was, but daydreaming is not really my thing. I also don’t have visions, so I know what I was seeing isn’t what is going to happen. I know this was some out-of-body experience, probably stimulated by my thirst. Maybe I’m just thirsty. Or horny. Or both. 

*** 

I have been feeding more than usual for the past few days. As if I can’t get enough. But I have not killed anyone. All of my hunts were big animals, and when at the manor I feed from the plasma bags Namjoon keeps in a stash just for me. The others don’t really like it. They say it tastes like fast food. To me, it is still preferable to losing control and killing a human. 

I lay in my bed and watch the crack on the ceiling. The door handle slowly opens as if the person doesn’t want to make a sound but at the same time wants to announce its present. Before she gasps, I know Mika is in the room. She is not the most subtle out of all the humans. But she is the horniest.

Possibly because as soon as she can she is offering her neck to the others. This is the same girl who was in my bed all those months ago and I didn’t do what she wanted me to. She is Yoongi’s favorite play toy and worse of all, she wants to be mine as well. 

The issue is I don’t do toys. Toys eventually either die or get turned into one of us. I don’t need to deal with that in my life right now, just as I don’t need Mika to come to my bed and try to make it a thing.  “You’re eating those hateful things,” she says, as if it is not obvious when spotting the empty blood bags on the floor. “And there is so much food in this house, Taehyung.” 

Food. That’s what she calls the others. Mika slides to the feet of my bed, but I don’t move. I can’t. Any sudden moves will have her thinking something I don’t want to happen. It is obvious what she wants. She wants me inside of her and my teeth, sucking the life out of her while I fuck her senseless. But it will never happen. Mika only wants me because I don’t want anyone. 

She is a fixer and an attention whore. She wants Yoongi because even when he takes her to feed and fuck, he makes it clear her position in the house. She wants him for power. I am just a prize as well. If Namjoon didn’t have his own blood supplies, and if they weren’t as possessive of him as he is of them, Mika would want him too. But she is scared of being cut in half and I don’t blame her. 

“I don’t want to feed from the humans, Mika.” 

She chuckles. “Well, I can tell you by popular opinion I am very tasty. Your brother-” 

“Yoongi is not my brother,” I interrupt her right away. 

What is the deal with them? We are not related. Yes, we are a coven, but I am family to Namjoon and Namjoon only. I want nothing to do with the rest of them, and even my cousin is close to me only because I am forced to be here due to my father’s position.  

Mika chuckles and I clench my fists to fight the urge of throwing her out the door. I won’t hurt her, but I will drag her out. And maybe leave the impression if she comes back I won’t be as polite. But I have to be careful. As much as I despise Yoongi, I don’t want to start something that will hurt the entire coven. Because if Yoongi and I get into a fight, he will die. 

“Fine. Your friend then. He likes me. He likes me more than the others. He picks me over them,” she purrs. Of course he does. She’s an easy lay and becomes like a corpse every time Yoongi drinks too much. Which is fucked up. So fucked up that he fucks her when she is barely there. “I bet you’d love as well.” 

“I like my food to be able to talk back at me when I fuck it, Mika.” 
That shuts her up. Mika frowns and deeply inhales, but I know she didn’t give up. Instead, she sits on her knees and leans to me crawling so she is hovering over my body. I instinctively cross my arms and legs. She already has the wrong idea. I don’t want to make it seem i’m inviting her for anything.  

“You wouldn’t say that if you had a taste.” 

I want a taste, but not from her. The weird vision daydream about Lee fucked me up. I ate so much that just thinking about feeding again makes me nauseous, but then I think of how her blood must taste. If it is sweet and spicy, like her scent. Or if it is something different. Something like I never tasted before. 

She smells different. So it is only fair she tastes different as well. And that is the logical reason why I can’t take the human out of my head. 

“What are you thinking?” Mika asks, lifting a finger to touch my forehead. I grad her arm and narrow my eyes at her. 

She gulps. Her nostrils widen and I notice the creeping fear crossing her gaze. She should be scared. She should be terrified. But instead I can also smell her arousal and it is not pretty to me. She doesn’t smell like Lee does. Nowhere even close. 

“I’m thinking that I need you to get out of my room,” I snarl and tug at her arm hard enough for her to whimper. “I am thinking that I never hurt a woman, but since you are so adamant in touching me without consent, I am also thinking maybe today is the day I make my point across.” 

Fear crosses her gaze once more and all signs of her being aroused with me vanish. I can smell her panic clinging to her skin as it becomes clammy and grey. Good. No one will feed from her when she smells like that. So it’s an extra punishment for her. She will search for any sort of comfort, but no one will take her. Not tonight, at least. 

Mika stands from the bed. Her figure doesn’t do its usual sway as if she is trying to seduce me. Instead, she moves fast and walks out the door, closing it behind her. I advert my gaze to the ceiling once again and despite not being hungry, the thought of tasting Lee invades me and I swear my teeth beg me to sink them on her skin. 

I grunt and I shift, trying to catch some sleep, but it evades me every time. My hand travels on my lower abdomen and lower when I feel my cock getting hard inside my slacks. 

“Shit.” 

I’m hard just by thinking about her blood. I grunt and walk to the bathroom. There is no way I am taking care of this shit and dare someone outside my door to listen to me. Snapping my fingers, I lock my bedroom. No one but Namjoon can break inside now. I do the same in the bathroom just in case and turn the water so hot it will burn my skin. 
It’s not fire, but I do enjoy the painful sensation it brings. Dwelling with a little of pain during sex is exciting and it’s been a bit of time since I actually fucked someone. And even then, she couldn’t do anything that would turn me on hard enough for me to be fully present. A means to an end. 

But this? I am getting hard as a rock just by remembering the vivid dream I had with Lee. I undress myself and step beneath the hot water. It burns against my skin, but I get a hold on my hard cock and grab the body gel. It will have to work as lube for now. I start slowly moving my hand. The water dripping from my hair as I pant and imagine it’s Lee’s mouth around me. On her knees and humming while letting me fuck that pretty mouth of hers. Her scent still burns in my lungs and I swear I get harder. She would hum, of course she would, letting me hit the back of her throat as I would have my fingers in her hair tugging her to go harder. 
And she would. She would be such a good girl for me. She would beg to touch herself while pleasing me and I would let her, but only if I could lick her little pussy just before she came so I could taste her on my tongue. And hell, I bet she tastes good. 

I groan, moving my hand faster and feeling myself ready to cum all over the shower. And that’s when I picture how she would look completely naked in front of me. Her boobs perky and nipples hard as rocks. I lick my lips wanting to have them inside my mouth. Her white hair wet and soaking, clinging against her skin and her cheeks pink. So pink I could run my fangs over them and feel her hot blood beneath. 

She would let me feed on her while I came inside of her. In my dreams, at least she should. I cum all over my hand, making a mess of the shower. My body spasming so hard I have to lean forward and rest my head against the tiles. 

I just came thinking about Lee. A hunter. A woman I don’t want to and know I can’t have. 

What the fuck is wrong with me? 

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