The Vampire Extraordinaire Book 1

20. My Love

"Of all the...." I pulled off my shirt and tossed it away. "She was probably a servant," I told myself. I felt like I had been tricked, but I really wasn't that mad. What Darya had done had felt wonderful. I was only mad because we were nearly caught. What if the people coming up the stairs had been my own people? What would I have told them? My sexual appetite had seemed to increase as my vampire powers grew. Would I ever feel satisfied again?

"Are you alright?" Dad asked softly from the door and I looked at him angrily. "Did she hurt you?" he came into the room and shut the door behind him.

"Who?" I turned from him.

"That Vamp in the hallway," he said and I looked over my shoulder at him. He nodded, "She accosted me too." He laughed at my shocked expression, "Yes. I have desires too."

"Did she...?" I started.

He took my arm and turned me around, "I was able to stop her before she started." He touched the scratches on my side, "Looks like you weren't so lucky."

"I have a harder time saying no," I looked down at the scratches on my right side, "Damn!" I hissed when he touched them, "What did she do THAT for?"

"Some mark their territory. They're not deep," he straightened, "They didn't even draw blood."

"I wish I could have stayed home," I sighed and walked over to my closet. "I feel like bait here!" I jerked the closet open, "Everybody wants me except the one person that I want to want me."

"She'll come around," he laughed.

"She did. I pissed her off," I shook my head, "Damned if I know how." I got out a shirt and put it on.

"Tomorrow night is the ball. Maybe things will work out by then," Dad smiled at me.

"Maybe," I shrugged. I put my hands on my hips without buttoning my shirt. "The sooner the better," I shook my head in disgust.

"Why don't you just tell her you love her?" he went to the wing chair.

"She'd just think I was lying to get her in bed," I went to the other chair and fell into it tiredly.

"I'll let you rest," Dad touched my arm, "I'll start a fire and go," he told me. I watched him make the fire and he touched my arm and left the room quietly.

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Though my eyes were closed, I hadn't fallen asleep yet. I heard the door open and shut, then the lock clicked into place. Quiet feet walked towards me and I could hardly hold still. Friend or enemy, I was going to attack them first. I waited for them to get close enough. Their body was steps from me, then a step from me and then inches away. I jumped up, rolled with the body and landed on top of them. I held her hands to the floor and panted, "Anna!"

"Get off me!" she snapped and struggled to get free.

"No!" I barked in her face and she blinked at me quietly. "You're going to listen to me. I don't think you hate me so much that you won't listen."

"Yes I do!" she said quickly, "I hate you. I HATE YOU," she growled.

"Why?" I said near her lips and she tried to back away, but couldn't. "You tell me why and I'll let you go," I shrugged.

"You vampire freak!" she struggled, "Get off me now!"

"No!" I barked in her face.

"Bastard!" she hissed.

"Probably," I shrugged, "You had better tell me why you hate me. Or you'll be here until dawn. Then what would everyone say?"

"Pig!" she winced.

"Probably not," I laughed in my best Allan tone.

"Get off! I hate you because you make love to everyone but me," she grunted, trying to break free.

I laid down on my forearms, "I can make love to you, sweet Anna," I whispered near her face, "Is that what you want?" I moved my hips slowly, "Is this what you need?"

"No!" she growled, "I want you to get off!"

I had moved against her and I could feel her every curve. I frowned down at her thin nightgown. I looked up into her eyes, "Why do you dress this way and come into my room? Are you trying to get me to rape you?" I gasped.

"Don't!" she gasped and turned her face from me.

I smiled, "You're only scared."

"I'm not," her eyes snapped to me, "We've made love before."

"And I lost my control around you too," I winced and put my hand over her breast, "I'm sorry about that," I shook my head, "It won't happen again." I kissed her nipple through her nightgown, "I love you." I kissed up her neck and found her wanting lips. I held her close and kissed her deeply. Her small hand went inside my shirt, moving around my ribcage and over the lovers marks.

Her fist popped me in the ear and I rolled away from her, holding my ear and groaning.

"I HATE YOU!" she yelled and ran out of my room.