Bad boy meets his match

Help me

I need help... That... THAT picture is vladik in this scene. Why is body so hawt?!?! Well he does have clothes on.

3rd person P.O.V

Xana stared at him and snorted. “Of course.”

Andrew took a step forward. “No Xana. I’m serious. You are going as the look out, the ‘just in case’ as you put it. If something happens then you can take off and get to the pack and tell us what happened.” Andrew, to her disgust, was serious.

She knew he just wanted to hear her beg him that it was the wrong decision, that she was just a human and she wasn’t made for that type of stuff, that it was too dangerous. But Xana wasn’t that type. She didn’t like Andrew, and accepting what he told her would only further upset him.

So she did the only thing that she thought would anger him.

“Fine. I’ll go”

“Fuck.” He growled the single word before slamming Xana against her door, her body trapped between Andrew’s and the door.

“Get off of me!” Xana pushed at his chest, his hands on her hips. And not an instant later her eyes widened in shock as his lips pressed against hers.

EW... EEEWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!

What was happening?!?!?!

Xana’s eyes darted around the front of her house. She had to get herself out of this situation.

Her hand fumbled around behind her, trying to find the door knob. Her hand touched it, and she turned it, the door opening up behind her and making her drop in the house.

Andrew stumbled inside with her.

She had a millisecond and she sprinted. She didn’t have to turn around to know he was running after her, she knew he wouldn’t let go of his prey so easily.

She rounded the corner in a full sprint, slamming the door to her room shut behind her and locking the door.

Andrews body slammed into her door a second later, and the adrenalin coursing through her veins made her do things without thinking.

Before Xana had noticed it she had moved her dresser in front of the door, Andrews body slamming against the door again, making Xana’s body jump.

Xana wanted to keep Vladik out of her mind, but she had to use her telekinesis if she really wanted to keep Andrew out of her room... and to keep him from raping her. She could feel, Andrews lust seeping trough from under the door.

Xana put her hands out in front of her, her minds purpose on keeping the door from snapping open.

Andrew slammed into the door once again, his force actually making Xana’s hands bounce back, her power wavering. He was strong. He was a strong monster.

“Xana...” Andrews voice sounded through the door, calm and possessive. “I hunger for you...”

Fear overrode her senses. It moved its teeth up Xana’s blood stream, slowly trying to claw its way to her head, to make her let go and coward away, to let him burst open her door and let him have his way with her.