Kiss My Sassy Vamp

To Bite or Not To Bite

Ludra

The kiss was soft, sensual and unexpected. I wrapped my legs around Malice's waist and squeezed. Immediately shereached back to my ankles, she was having trouble breathing. Amused by it all, I applied pressure to her neck. my natural instinct was kicking in, in that moment all I saw was a werewolf and I wanted to kill it.

She dug her claws into the nape of my neck and smiled as I squirmed.

Our lips were locked in a passionate kiss but we were wrestling for control.

'Were you kissing me or attacking me?' It took her a few minutes to get up, she scooped up and threw on her leatherjacket. 'Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be making a mad dash right about now vampy? The later it gets, the more dangerous it is for new vampires.'

'Aw you almost sound like you care.' I walked forward until we were chest to chest.

She growled and put a tattered t-shirt on so violently it started to tear, 'Leave and never bug me again!'

'Then follow the rules,' eyes sweeping over her multiple outfits; I suppressed a chuckle. 'Um, shouldn't your shirt be under your jacket?'

'Get out!'

I snickered as she continued to pile on mismatching clothes. Sweat was dripping off her brow but still she slid into another dress.

The vein in her forehead started to bulge. Rage was throbbing through her blood. It looked like there were a box of ferrets in her forehead. At any moment, her veins would burst under the pressure.

The desire to bite was overwhelming.

'Or stay if you want to play.' She narrowed her eyes and smirked.

'You know that's why they don't want us to hang out. The desire to destroy a wolf is strong. Sometimes I find it hard to control.'

'And the compulsion to kill a vampire is equally as delicious, but I manage to control myself.' She smirked again; it drove me mad. 'Don't let it get out that a vampy has less self-control than werewolves, it'll shattered your control. Especially if we get another crimson moon, weakling.'

'Self-control?' I snickered. 'You bit me.'

'Did I? Oops. You should go now.'

'Need to prep for your big game tomorrow?'

'And?' Her eyes narrowed.

'Hate for you to miss it.' I raced to the door and locked her in the closet.

'Oi.'

I could hear her slipping over the layers of dirty clothes. Suddenly the door shuddered, I smiled.

'I can't miss that, I might be able to get out of here. The head alpha's retiring, they need me. I'm getting out of this prison.'

My smile dropped, 'The same head alpha you attacked?'

'Yeah that's the one.'

'Leaving,' I didn't like the sound of that. In fact the thought gnawed away at me. Shouldn't I be happy for her?

'Stop all this bickering and sarcasm,' she whined. 'I'm missing my leaving party.'

'Woah getting ahead of yourself there.' My ears pricked up, she was struggling to breathe. The space was too tiny and her claustrophobia was starting to flare up again. Subtly I weakened the door.

'They're desperate,' she broke through her door. As it shattered, splinters went everywhere but she didn't care about mess. Her whole room was a pigsty. She probably preferred it without the door.

I eyed her suspiciously and pulled out a splinter that had embedded itself into my cheek. 'They'd have to be.'

'Oi.'

'Is that the first time you've been in there?'

'Yeah. I just open the door, throw my clothes in and someone cleans up for me once a month, I am the alpha after all.'

'That explains it.'

'How did we end up in there?'

'You were destroying the whole house. I thought your closet wasn't that important considering how claustrophobic you are.'

'Sorry if I hurt you.'

'You hurt everyone but me.'

'I did,' she frowned.

I could see that fragments of the fight were dancing across her eyes. It made her squirm. The head alpha had attacked her own pack instead of the vampire that was cradling her shoulders. If this got back to her family, to the Alpha Pack, she would be doomed. Stuck with me in this prison forever. Oh no I'd be dragged into this mess too. I had to help myself and maybe her.

Her fragility was unnerving me. I was starting to lose control of my instincts.

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Without conscious thought, I pounced. I tried to pull back but nothing could stop my teeth as they plunged into her neck.