The Vampire's Little Mate

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A/N it gets kinda spicey!! Soo consider yourself warned!! But its really not that sexual, so don't be pansy prudes. Vote and comment!! Oh and I'll be posting my first chapter to The Wolves Howl on Friday!! Enjoy!!

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*****

"Yes, I know-!"

There was a pause.

"It's been two days," the voice said calmly.

Pause.

"No, no, that can't be possible!" the voice hissed.

Pause.

I heard a crash, and my eyes open snapped open. The crash sounded so loud and deafening. My eyes focused on the broken phone.

I squinted, positive that that couldn't have made such a monstrous sound. My eyes swept over the room, stopping at Rudy.

Something in me snapped. I was suddenly swamped in lust and need. My body was craving his touch... his blood-

I reared back, shocked at my own thoughts. "Dinah," he whispered. Rudy's voice sounded so deep and husky. Rough and sweet. "Dinah, look at me."

I looked into his eyes, and felt myself walk towards him. I flung myself at him, only to have him grab me and twist me around. He held me flush against his chest and I mewled at his touch.

"Rudy..." I whined, trying to turn to kiss him, but he held me in an iron vice. "Baby!"

"I'm so sorry," he whispered against my ear, and I arched into him. His words confused me, why was he sorry? But the thought was gone as soon as it had entered my head.

"Rudy, kiss me," I begged.

He cursed behind me, and began to kiss my neck. One hand moved towards my breasts while the other held me in place. I moaned and struggled to free myself to kiss him back.

Rudy pulled back abruptly; I cried in protest. "Sh," he said. "Dinah, I've done something unforgivable!"

I stilled then, and waited for him to continue. The sooner he stopped talking meant the sooner he and I would be in bed not sleeping!

"Mhm," I prompted Him.

"I... I've turned you."

I tensed, my body going rigid. Turned? No, I'm still me. I'm human, aren't I? Yes. Of course I am.

I laughed, "Funny, Rudy! Now take me to bed." I turned quickly, catching him off guard. I quickly latched my lips around his neck, kissing and sucking.

Rudy began to moan and I continued. My body was writhing with need and lust. Blood. I stopped but kept kissing, pushing that out of my mind.

But something slightly cool trickled into my mouth, and it tasted so sweet. I began to drink it, the metallic taste pulled me closer and closer.

I pulled back and nearly screamed. Rudy was staring at me with lust written all over his face. His smile was proud, and his tongue darted out of his lips to lick them.

"You look so sexy, mi amor," he said, his voice husky.

I looked at him in horror. His neck was bloody. Blood was still oozing out of the two puncture wounds and that wasn't what made me feel sick.

What made me sick was how I still wanted it. I wanted to drink more, and I could feel my fangs throbbing to sink back into my mate.

Mate. Rudy is my mate! I felt so happy, knowing he really was mate. But the happiness gave way to fear and anger.

"Drink," he ordered. "Drink till you can't, mi amor."

I couldn't deny him or myself. I latched myself back onto him, jumping up and wrapping my legs around him. I felt him sit down on the bed, and lie down.

*****

I stared at Rudy. His back was turned to me, and I felt so hollow. I could feel his pain and regret.

"Rudy-"

He got up suddenly and left the room. I could feel tears stinging my eyes now, my body began to shake.

Its been three hours since I fed off him. I won't lie and say I'm okay. Because I'm not. He'd turned me without me knowing. He'd taken my trust and crumpled it when he drained me of my life.

He hurt me. But what's done is done. And I can't deny the attraction or the bond. I love him, undoubtedly.

Even worse my body was craving him. Not just his blood, but his body. I wanted to make love, right then and there. Instead he denied me of that.

I felt frustration and anger pour into me. How dare he not screw me? How dare he turn me? My body began to shake with anger instead of sadness and rejection.

"Rudy!" I screamed, running out the door. "Rudy! Stop being a coward and face me!"

Nothing but silence as an answer greeted me. My blood was boiling now.

"Dammit! You did this to me! Face me, you fucking coward!" I screamed louder than I thought possible.

But nothing happened.

I suddenly began to sob, falling to the ground in exhaustion. He must've left the mansion. While he's brooding, I'm weeping, I thought to myself.

I didn't realize how tired I was until I laid myself down on the carpet. I felt my heart ache. I felt myself slip into the dark abyss of sleep.