Lacey
Blood tastes good.
Blood tastes great.
This man's blood just makes me want to drink him dry and maybe fuck his corps after.
"Please tell me your name," the man whispered while my mouth was still drinking.
I pulled away from his neck and licked the mark that I had made, trying to get one last drop of blood. I started to drag my tongue up his neck, and I brought my lips to his ear. "Why, you wanna be able to scream it?" I questioned seductively as I rubbed my hands down his back and onto his hips.
Tell her to stop!
She isn't supposed to be the one in control!
This isn't right!
Those were the words that kept coming into his mind, and I just wanted to scream.
I whipped my head up, and started to walk away with a snarl. "Geez dude, tell you and your wolf to put a dick in it!" I yell exasperatedly, and I hear a low warning growl directed at me.
"Watch it, do not speak about my wolf like that." He growled out and I watched as his eyes turned black and turned me on.
I slowly got onto the bed and tried to fluff the white pillow, "yeah, yeah I get it. Keep whatever is left of your pride, I won't take it. Since I am leaving-"
"No you are not!" He yelled and I didn't even jump.
Go Lacey!
"You aren't leaving, because you are mine and you will live with me and... and..." I start to close my eyes in order to stop my laughter from showing.
What happens next?!
What else do the wolf's say!?
Oh no, she's going to think even worse of me now!
I couldn't help but giggle at his last thought, because that was for sure.
His eyes snap up to meet mine, a sparkle flashing through his green orbs. "Did you just read my mind again?" When I don't answer, he groans and starts to pull at his hair.
"Aw God," he yells and I just laugh.
"Go to sleep. Or else the big bad wolf is going to come and eat up your toesis!" I coo at him as if he's a baby, and he starts to growl.
"I am not a pup." He spits the words out as if its venom. Wow, talk about a bad childhood or something...
"You are to me," I reply nonchalantly, and another growl erupts through his chest.
The growl vibrates around the room and I just rest my head on his head board. "No, I am not."
"Hey!" I scold at him, a little amused at how angry I am getting him. "Respect your elders!"
His body starts to shake and his eyes begin to go back to that pitch black. Every other second, a loud growl escapes from him and he clenches his fists.
His muscles start to pop out more, making me squeeze my legs together. No thank you, muscle man!
Calm down, you'll scare her!
She isn't respecting us!
I roll my eyes at the dickhead, and his furry half.
"Dude, stop that. Don't let your wolf take control." I stated in a bored tone as my fingers press on the remote buttons.
Ooh, Hannah Montana.
"You get the beeeeessst of both worlldds!" I sing awfully into the remote-microphone and stand up from the bed.
The dude stops his growls and looks at me with curiosity. "What are you doing?"
I keep my eyes glued to the TV as I reply, "shh, dude. Be quiet. Jackson is my favourite." Oh yes you are!
Another growl is heard. "Oh no he is n-" I snap my fingers and he is flipped upside down. "Holy shit! What did you do? Get me down from here!" He screams and squirms.
"Damn it Roman, I said be quiet." I say his name, or at least, I hope it is.
I hear a moan and I smirk. "How did you know my name?" He asks.
I don't answer but tap my head twice lightly with my index finger.
•
"So, what other powers do you have?"
"We're you born a vampire?"
"Did someone bite you?"
"When did that person-"
"Shut up!" I finally scream. Roman looks at me with a scared face and opens and closes his mouth for a few minutes. I turn and cover my ears with my pillow. "You just can't shut it, can you?"
I hear him gulp and his wolf howl in anger. "I can try," he mutters.
"Good," I say and get up from the bed.
Roman frowns and walks over to me, and puts his hands on my waist. "Where are you going?" He asks.
I roll my eyes, "I don't sleep."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
I climb onto the bed and kick at Roman who starts to ask more of those idiotic questions. I do three little bounces and then jump off of the bed, leaving my human body in the air.
I start to flap my wings to stay up, and I start to stretch.
"Nice, your bat is beautiful." I roll my bat eyes at his comment.
I fly from left to right, up and down, side to side, then I smack Roman upside the head with my left wing.
Roman squeaks like a girl, then changes it into a cough. "Hey! That's not funny! Stop-"
I did it again.
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Hello! This last little scene was just for fun.
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Werewolfthe romantic comedy of the most unoriginal werewolf and vampire mates. ••• ❝ No. There is no "our tongues battle for dominance blah, blah, blah." She's my Bitch and I'm her Master. "Roman!" Lacey shouts, slapping me in the face with an angry- but s...