The Vampire Prince | Book One ✔ (Needs Editing)

Vampire Brothers | Chapter 3

I slowly peeled my eyes open, the sound of someone pacing the room had me in a worry. I sat up and braced myself. The vampire from the day before was watching me, he suddenly pointed to my face with a expression filled with fear. I instantly put my hand to it and stared wide eyed. I watched as his lips curved into a cocky smirk.

Nothing..?

"Don't tease me! I thought you had done something to me!" I shouted and laid back down with a heavy sigh.

He laughed even harder. I glared at him silently, feeling empty inside.

"I couldn't help myself, and the look on your face-" his laughter filled the room, he sat beside me and cleared his throat trying to control himself.

"So...what are you really going to do to me?" I questioned. He chuckled and brought his face close to mine.

"Well, I'm going to teach you not to refuse your master. No matter the cost." His throat sounded dry, his eyes traveled down to my throat. The minute his eyes stopped, I noticed his pupils dilate.

I watched him carefully as he touched my chin. His cold finger tips traced my jaw bone and a strand of his black hair fell into his eyes and he licked his lips.

He suddenly frowned as he turned my head to reveal more of my throat.

"Hmm..." He smiled questionably as he inched his face closer to mine.

I flinched from the feel of his lips pressed against mine—The moment our lips touched a sensational shock spread through my body.

I gasped and thrust my arms at him only to be restricted by the chains. Our tongues wrestled for what seemed forever before he trailed his lips down my chin, my throat, and to where my birth mark laid above my breast. He licked the spot above my breast and his fangs sank into my skin, the sound of my flesh tearing echoed inside of my ears. I shivered and bit my lip.

He leaned into me, and pinned me to the cold floor. His hand rubbed the outside of my hip slowly and carefully, drawing my attention away from the bite.

I flinched and my heart ached inside as panic burned through me.

I felt a pinch where he was feeding and clenched my jaw.

"Ouch! Too much—" I gasped as pain flooded my body, he was taking too much blood. He pulled his fangs out and grabbed my wrist. His eyes were dull as he bit into me once again, "Stop! It hurts!" I shrieked.

He suddenly stopped feeding and dropped my wrist. His face twisted with a sinister smile but it faded when my vision blurred.

"Fuck you..." I whispered and went to kick at him but he moved away.

I studied him briefly,

"Filthy, filthy vampires," A voice echoed at the door of the building. A man stood confidently while watching us from afar, "Hello brother."

"What are you doing here Stark?" The vampire holding me hostage turned to his brother who watched me hungrily.

"I was curious as to where you were going. Seems I stumbled upon something I'd never expect." His black hair was slicked back exposing his beautiful blue eyes.

"Back off Stark. She's my property, no one lays a finger on her. I won't tolerate her being any more tainted than she already is—after all I am preparing her for the PureBlood Clan." His tone was cold.

"She must be special for you to act like that. Hmm, let's see." Stark muttered and appeared before me.

I didn't even see him move, his speed was incredible.

"Hey—" The vampire grabbed Stark's arm but he shoved him away.

"I'm just taking a look." Stark smirked. I gave him a side glance and braced myself.

Stark lowered his eyes to meet mine as he grabbed my shirt.

I took a deep breath as he slowly tugged the shirt off my shoulder, he raised a brow as he examined me. Stark touched the birth mark above my breast. I flinched to his touch and looked at his brother.

"I see, so you've come to like such a thing?" Stark's words pierced my heart. Anger burned within me while he touched his brothers bite marks.

"Never seen a birth mark before?" I asked angrily.

His eyes met mine and he chuckled. Stark covered his eyes as he broke into uncontrolled laughter.

"She's brave, I like that." Stark leaned on his brother who stood like a stone wall. He didn't find his brother amusing at all. "A birthmark to us, is tainted flesh."

"She's also very strong." He glanced over to me, I nodded and smirked at Stark.

"Oh Christian, are you dense?" Stark questioned.

Christian stared at me while I choked on air trying not to laugh.

"Um, Christian?" I asked, finally getting a name. he glanced at me and then back to his brother.

"I'm not dense, she's strong and fast, she's something the PureBloods want, and I'll give her to them as long as it's the right price."

I glanced at Stark who frowned while he continued to study me. I wanted to shrivel up and hide to escape his deadly glare.

"So you plan on doing what with her until the next auction?" Stark asked bitterly.

"I'm going to use her as my personal blood bag until then, someone has to teach her how to act for her master." Christian smirked while crouching in front of me. A huge part of me just wanted to smack that smirk off his face.

"Go to hell." I spat.

"Been there, personally not my favourite place to kick back and relax." He joked.

I glanced from him to Stark who never took his eyes off me. It was almost like he was going to kill me before Christian even had a chance to do anything more.

"The PureBlood Clan likes their slaves as virgins, keep her that way." Stark warned.

Christian rolled his eyes but nodded.

"Either way, I think he'd still want her," he whispered touching a strand of my hair, "but don't worry brother, I won't go that far to break this one, considering they'll pay more for a virgin."

I stared in horror, monsters like these guys were meant to stay in hell to burn for all eternity. I clenched my jaw and took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

A gut feeling told me that things were about to get messy.