The Vampire & The Vixen

Whatever You Do, Don't Kill Her, Yet

"No, no, no!" She screamed.

She hit and kicked me as I went to grab her from the back seat of our car once I pulled up to where I lived on this compound - the Royals Castle.

Then to really drive some irony home, she fucking bit me. She would quickly regret that.

"Shut the fuck up." I hissed.

"Get off!" She hollered, trying to knee me in the groin.

Her blood better be the most delicious I've ever tasted, or I'd give her the title of my whore, lock her in the dungeon and let my brothers and I use all three of those holes of hers whenever we needed to get off.

Just as I reached the door, Kuza thankfully opened it up for me.

"Thank you." I groaned, shrugging off the punches she kept delivering to my body.

"Ah, I see she hasn't changed too much." Kuza laughed.

"Help! Somebody fucking help me!" She cried, and I could feel her tears start to soak my shirt.

Aww, poor little humans. So fucking fragile. So fucking annoying. Hence the reason the two other blood bags were already dead.

"Where do you want her?" Kuza asked, extending his arms out to take her.

"Oh, no. Thank you, but I've got her. I'm not letting this one out of my sight for a while. I'm going to take her to the feeding room, just get Ryan and Ricky please." I told him.

"Will do." He said, nodding and going to fetch my brothers.

"I don't know if I'm know hoping your blood is delicious or disgusting at this point. Do I want you as my toy, or do I want to kill you soon? We'll find out very soon." I cheered, which only made her fight and cry harder against me.

"Fuck you!" She finally screamed.

"You go from angry to sad back to angry very quickly. Are you bipolar?" I chuckled, finally nearing the feeding room.

"You're a fucking sociopath." She spat.

"Actually my love, I'm closer to a psychopath. You seem like the smart type that would know that stuff though. Did you not pay attention is psych?" I asked her, finally getting to the feeding room.

"No, no, no!" She shrieked, as I walked her into the room, locking it behind me.

"Run little girl, run." I laughed, setting her down and watching her sprint like hell across the room.

I peeked in one of the cupboards and saw that there were still syringes, all types of scalpels and knives, as well as supplies to clean up any feeding that got messy, or even to help try and bring back a blood bag in case one of us went too far.