Midnight Hunt

"Not a step further, bloodsucker." I attempted to say sternly, sounding more like a yelp or a plea for mercy.

The vampire stopped for a second and chuckled, standing but five feet away from me. "Forgive my manners, I haven't introduced myself yet."

Then suddenly he was upon me, my back slamming harshly back into the brick wall. The hidden stake flew out of my hand, which gave the bloodsucker the opportunity to lock my hands above my head. With a growl I struggled fiercely, bucking like a wild boar.

"The name's Stone Wolf." he said with pride, to which I did not reply.

"And what is your name, my fierce little pet?" he whispered softly, the velvety purr of his voice sending shivers down my back despite my objections.

"Rowan..Rowan Black." I answered immediately, my voice sounding rough and forced.

Without warning he leaned in, locking his cool lips to mine. I gasped, only seeming to encourage his actions when suddenly his thick tongue invaded my mouth.

Time seemed to melt away from me. Finally however, the vampire broke the all consuming kiss, leaving both of us breathless. Upon seeing the blush on my face, the bloodsuckers lips curled upwards with a smirk, a look of victory twinkling in his gaze. "I like you." He said thoughtfully, with a tone as if they were talking about the weather. "So I'll be merciful to you. From now on you belong to me, Rowan."

"I will never be yours, vampire. I'll fight you every step." I spat venomously. I'd hoped his expression would have fallen at least slightly, but the cocky bastard just grinned wider.

"Good girl. I love a challenge." He chuckled then leaned in with lightning speed, biting into the side of my neck. I let out a surprised yelp in pain, feeling him moan against my skin and hold me tighter, drinking my rich blood. His elongated fangs digging deeper into my flesh, making the surrounding skin throb.