Bite Me - Vampire Zayn One Shot

Bite Me - Vampire Zayn Imagine

I walked in the dark room, the door was opened and he was standing there facing the huge stained glass before him. His house looked like a palace, a gothic palace and that made things even scarier.

"Brooke... Glad you could come." He sensed me. My doubts are starting to fade now.

"You wanted to see me right? I'm here..." He turned around and he was holding a glass of a red drink. I was more and more sure.

"I wanted to talk to you about a rumor that people claim you were the one spreading." I swallow hard as he gets closer.

"M-me? I don't know wh-what you're t-talking about..." He stares deep into my soul with his light blue, almost white, eyes. I could swear they were brown... Oh shit!

"Don't play dumb babe... You know exactly what I'm talking about. I just want to prove you wrong... Or right..." He says bringing the glass up to his lips never taking his eyes of mine. When he puts the glass back down, a spill of the red liquid drools down the corner of his lip. "Wipe it." His voice is so demanding it's hard not to obey, so I do as I'm told. "Now taste it." I hesitate a little bit so he holds my hand in his and helps me. I open my mouth and stick my finger inside it, pushing them out slowly. As I expected it tasted like blood. "Now you know what I am... Say it..." He demands.

"I-I... I don't-"

"Say it!" He demands again this time louder. His eyes have turned red now.

"You're a va-vampire..." I stammer. He chuckles and I try to run away, but the door where I entered closes. I lean against it and breath heavily as he comes to me in the speed of light. "Zayn... Please I won't tell anyone! Just let me go..." He ignores my request, moving his fingers along my neck. I moan in fear, but I'm slightly turned on by it. Something about that man always brought butterflies to my stomach and made me day dream about him. "Please don't hurt me..." I whisper, tears streaming down my face. He looks back at me and his eyes are brown again.

"I'm not gonna hurt you..." He wipes my tears away with his freezing cold hands.

"You-You're not..." I repeat trying to convince myself of it.

"No... I want something more than just that..." He rubs his lips on mine and I feel my core heating up. He puts his mouth near my neck and I shiver even though he assured me he wasn't going to hurt me. Instead of his pointy teeth, I feel his lips on my neck and my knees go weak. He holds me tight against the wall and moves his lips to my mouth and I feel his tongue searching for mine. Without breaking the kiss he leads me to the bed and sits on it with me in between his legs. "Take off your clothes." He tells me. I move away from him, but he pushes me back close to him. "Near me babe." He smirks. I lift my shirt up to my head and he holds me by my waist, starting to suck my skin in my stomach. I groan in pain and in pleasure, but I never stop taking my clothes. I turn myself around and unzip my skirt that he pushes down and bites on my butt cheek. I throw my head back, bitting my lip and he chuckles. He spins me back around, looks at me up and down, and groans throwing me in the bed. Climbing on top of me, he stares at me once again and his eyes are as black as the night sky.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me looking like that." He is now grinding on top of me. I feel his hard length rubbing on me, and I'm definitely wet. I take his shirt off and appreciate his tattooed body. He crashes our lips back together and turns us around. I rock my hips back and forth, dry humping him feeling his tight grip around my waist as pressing me down against him. I move my hands down his chest and unbutton his black jeans, taking them off. I reach out for his boxers with my teeth and take them off. He smirks and grabs a hand full of my hair.

"You want me to take care of that?" I say with a suggestive smile. He gets closer and kisses me hungrily.

"I'm the one taking care of you now..." He says and somehow I'm thrown in the bed. He literally crawls on top of me and removes my underwear. And there I was completely exposed to that creature that I just have recently found out about, even though I knew him for a long time. Without proper warning, he pounds inside me hard. "Hum... Brooke... You're so tight!" He growls and pounds again holding on to the bed. "You good?" He chokes out. I press my nails behind his neck as he keeps pounding each time harder and harder.

"Yes... Oh my God yes!" I sigh. He smiles at me and I bring his bottom lip in between my teeth.

"Say my name...Please just say it!" He begs. I don't get to respond, my breath forced out of my lungs in a loud cry as he slams into me.

"Zayn... Hum!" I say and bite on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry babe, it's hard to control my strength..." He coos in ear. He slows down a bit, but at the same time finds my sweet spot and thrusts multiple times and deeper than before always hitting it. I let out loud moans and my back curves out of the mattress.

"Brooke... Babe I'm so close." He says in my ear, his voice raspier than usual, which turns me on immediately. I bite his ear lobe and we both become undone. We catch our breathes looking at each other. Zayn moves to my side and puts his hands behind his neck. I just lay beside him looking at the ceiling. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah..." I shrug. He pulls me closer to him and I lay my head on his chest.

"Listen, I'm not a different person. I'm the same Zayn you met... With a little difference though." I giggle.

"Yeah... I guess I can get used to it. But what are we?"

"A couple?" I look up at him. "If you want to of course. Cause if you don't that's totally fine, I-" I silence him with my lips, my tongue shooting straight past his lips.

"I do want." I interlock my fingers in his, and a smile grows in his lips.