Not expected (war of the dead fanfic)

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I hold up my gun, aiming for the hatch, the door breaks, I start shooting, close zombies, but my guns grabbed, then my throat, I'm pulled up, face to face with the king.
"As...-aaa..." gasping trying to breath.
He gives a warning shout to the others, they leave from my flat leaving me still in the zombie kings hood, he lays me on the floor, I start crawling back until I hit the wall. He looks at me closely, the groans he made sounded different to the ones I heard outside, they sound like purring, groans and lustful. He gets closer, he crawls, laying on me, I look down at him confused. "W-what are you? Why aren't you trying to... eat me?"
He looks more confused, he grabs me by the back of my mind, he moves me closer, he starts smelling my neck, getting lower selling over my chest. He has a strange way about him, it's as if he's interested, I don't know. But this attention he's giving is making me feel strange. His lips go over my neck.
I gasp when he bites my neck, tears form in my eyes, knowing what comes next. When he lets go, he stays crouched over me, as I go into a fit, my body quivering, shaking uncomfortably, then I black out.