Blood Lust

Chapter 4

"Huh? You haven't figured it out yet?" His tone was mocking as he asked, a complete contradiction to the sweet praise he had given me moments before. I couldn't help but shy away from him at his tone, leaving him to roll his eyes at me. He moved away from my hips finally, leaving backwards on his hands. His satiated expression remained calm, even with his clear indifference towards me. I felt awkward as I laid on my back, my hands stuck underneath me and my legs still trembling. He smirked at me slightly as I closed my thighs. "The sweet blood and exhaustion didn't ring a bell?" His tone did just the right things to make me feel stupid and slightly aroused at the same time. "Well, I guess you are still a baby vamp, so maybe you just don't know better," his expression finally softened as he gave me an almost  fond look. "I'm an incubus, Darling."

His smirk grew at my expression, a mix of curiosity and shock. I couldn't help but ask, "An incubus as a cop?" I watched his smirk turn into a pout at my question. 

"Well someone's got to go after the supernatural baddies right? How else would we have caught such a naughty vampire?" I resisted the urge to react to that comment.

"Why am I here? Shouldn't I be in jail or something?" 

"I mean, yeah, but according to the government, the naughty vamp already died, so it might be awkward to try and throw you in prison," he responded. 

I gasped, "Dead?!? Why the hell do they think I died?" 

"Because I told them that, silly!" My jaw hit the fucking floor. His tone remained cheerful, like he didn't announce my death to the world.

"Why would you do that?!?" 

He rolled his eyes, seemingly annoyed at my inability to read his mind, "So that I could keep you.  Duh! If I actually brought you back to them they would have put you in the electric chair or whatever they do for supernaturals. You should be thankful to me!" I sat in silence at his words, my mouth hanging wide open. 

Is this guy crazy?

"Close your mouth, Puppy before I put a bone inside it!" I cringed at his choice of words, while he seemed to think it was a very good joke as he giggled to himself. 

"... So, what? I'm stuck here now to be some sex slave?" I felt my voice break slightly at the end as the reality of the situation started to become more clear. 

"I mean... If you want to call it that then go ahead but, my reasons weren't all that selfish," His tone turned slightly more serious, his expression turning into more of a pout than anything. "You were gonna die anyway soooo... I just figured we could feed off each other. A symbiotic relationship of sorts," He smirked at his use of such a big word, "Where I give you yummy incubus blood in exchange for that spicy sexual energy you vampires seem to give off!" 

"... Spicy? Whatever. I'm not interested. This experience has been pretty fucking crazy but I would rather go back on the streets than be some high end meal for you," I finished my statement by starting to fiddle with the silks around my wrists, having minimal progress in getting them off. 

"That's pretty rich from you, Mr. Vampire. And you really would rather try and choke down that nasty human blood when you got a whole supply of the good stuff right here?" He motioned to himself before striking a pose, flexing those lean muscles which he seemed to think were a reflection of his blood. 

I paused my movements to look him straight in the eyes, "I would rather die of starvation then be some nasty cum dump for you," My tone was cold as I spoke, however becoming more feint towards the end of my sentence as I watched his expression become more and more displeased, which was surprisingly scary. 

"That's pretty different from how you acted this morning, hm? So desperate for me you were on the floor practically trying to kiss my feet," I flinched of his description before looking away from him, only for him to harshly reach over and grab my chin, "I have no intentions of losing my newest possession so quickly, especially since you have proved yourself quite delicious, and if that means I have to fuck you dumb every day to keep you in check, then I will happily do so, my little puppy," His grip on my chin grew harsher as he spoke. 

"I-... I'll run away!" My voice quivered as I watched his serious and scary expression turn into a sinister smirk, before he released me and sat back away from me, lazily assessing me as I nervously twitched. 

"If you can somehow get past me and all of the protections on my house, make it past the woods nearby that has actual vampire hating werewolves and make it back out into civilization, you will be hunted by the government again, and you won't be as lucky to get caught by someone like me, who will torture you before killing you, as there are no such laws against that for supernaturals," Somehow his tone stayed lighthearted as he spoke, leaving me trembling at his words and his lack of care for them. He stayed smirking at me, before his expression changed again to a more relaxed one, "That is if you can even get past me, which you won't. I will be happy to punish you each and every time though!" 

I felt bile rise up in my throat as he stood up and headed for the door, "Feel free to make yourself comfortable. This is your new home after all," He smiled at me once more, it looking more fake now then ever, before he shut the door behind him, and locking it, the cuff around my ankle removing itself once I was secured in the room. 

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Damn... Pretty deep stuff guys. I promise it gets better! This is a happy ending story after all.