Syre a Vampire Prince X Vampire Hunter romance

Chapter One: Marked

I opened my eyes slowly to a unfamiliar room. It was painted in brown red and burgundy. It was old, Baroque period, I'd say. With a mix of black and white The bed I was now on was an old red covered four poster.

Panic began to settle in my stomach. It was weird, I never panic. It's a trait of a Vampire Hunter to stay calm in all situations. So why in the depths was I panicking now. I was just in a room I didn't know in who knows what city.

"Ah I see you've finally awoken" a soft high-tenor voice broke the stillness

"Who are you?" I asked as the man came into the light.

"A trained slayer such as yourself, ignorant to who I am? I think you should question how well you have been trained. But that is hardly relevant now is it? I am Chris DeVein. "

' The prince of Vampires?' I thought ' oh great, OK Rachel relax, what did Uncle Tom say? If you are ever captured by a vampire, look him in the eye bravely.'

I stared at his beautiful pale features, his high cheekbones, side parted brown hair, full lips, fangs. And those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes...

'OK bad idea..um let's see um... demand what he wants in a firm tone.'

"Why am I here?"

"You Rachel Alicia White are my mate. We will be together for eternity, tonight I must mark you." his long cold fingers touched my thigh.

"Whoa, whoa whoa.," I cried my mental list going out the window "I don't even know you!"

He climbed on top of me pinning me down as I began to struggle. I glared at him, silently cursing him to the depths. He was strong! Stronger than any other vampire I had trained with.

He smiled, or smirked it was hard to tell which as he watched me"We have all Eternity for that mate."

Before I knew what was happening he had ripped my skirt down the middle exposing my thighs .

"Hey! That was my favorite skirt!" I screeched glaring at him even more. I noticed that I became more sarcastic as I got angrier.

He chuckled darkly " Mate that looked atrocious on you" he ripped it more to make it totally unfixable.

"Now will you behave while I mark you or do I have to make you?"

I sighed in defeat, all my energy gone . " I'll behave." my mind skipped to the end of the list ' If you backed into a corner do what he tells you so you do not get killed.'

There was no point in hurting myself or getting killed by a cute but selfish vampire. Being raised as a Vampire Hunter taught me that vampires never give up when they see something they want, especially royalty. And besides it would hurt a lot more if he bit me without my consent.

"Gooood Girrrl" he purred into my ear before kissing me.

Of all the fairy tale kisses I had read about nothing prepared me for this. Chris' lips moved against mine gently, savoring our first kiss. Despite my better judgment I began to kiss him back. It's not like I could help it, my body knew who I was meant for. It's a mate thing, as soon as a Syre kisses them the mate's body will instantly respond to his touch. The best way I can explain it is the kiss is like a warm addicting poison that starts at the lips and goes through the bloodstream. It was like he was a lover that had kissed me a thousand times..as if in a dream.

He abruptly ended the kiss and attached his lips to my thigh.

Sharp fangs entered my skin as easily as a warm knife to butter. The Marking Venom stung as it entered my bloodstream, making me hiss harshly and tug at Chris' hair.

Chris chuckled as he drank deeply. After a minute he pulled away.

"You taste delicious Darling." he stated, licking my blood off his lips.

"Gee thanks," the sarcasm in my voice was softened by fatigue.

He chucked again picking me up and pulling down the red sheets.

"Time to sleep Rachel." he whispered placing me gently back on the bed.

"Good night Mate. I'll come for you soon."

My eyes fluttered closed as in said "Good night my Syre."