Note: The only character that I do not own in this fanfiction is The Undertaker. When I go to make this into a book, the names will be changed.

Chapter Eleven

He became possessed with a beast of unbridled desire. There was no way that he could stop himself, and the more Kristen moaned into the kiss with him it only increased his need for her.

His lips started to travel from hers to over to one of her cheeks. He placed kisses against her soft skin on the way to where her neck was located, leaving a trail of fire behind it. Once he had gotten to a side of her throat with his kisses, he found himself faltering a little.

The feeling of her blood running beneath the surface of her skin and her increase heart rate added a new temptation for him to conquer as the vampire part of who he was started to wake up in time to tease him.

Just one little nip, Mark. It whispered with glee. A prick of one of your fangs against her throat and then you will be able to taste something that is much sweeter than that filthy animal's blood in your refrigerator downstairs.

He had gone without drinking human blood for several centuries, and the idea of doing it right now excited him. Getting to drink from a mortal would give him something that he had been missing.

Mark almost made the move to pierce her throat with his fangs when he realized that he was about to bite Kristen, a woman who he longed to have as his mate and who awakened a part of him that was close to death.

Could he really bite her and drink from her? Would she recoil in fear of him from realizing that he was a monster who was cursed to live forever and feed off the life of others?

He was torn between giving into his urge for human blood and pulling away from it. Both had good and bad sides to it, but he had to make a decision. He couldn't stay in limbo forever.

As much as the beast in him wanted to taste what her blood was like, his growing love for Kristen prevented him from doing what the monster wanted. He proceeded on down her neck towards her collarbone, leaving a trail of hot, sensual kisses behind as he went. His decision was met by his demon growling at him out of anger.

You are a weakling, Mark. Your wish to not hurt her is going to come back on you. As much as you try to not give into what you are, you will become weak and do the one thing that you don't want to do when the thirst overpowers you.

Mark made the conscious decision to choose to not pay any attention to the threat. His focus was on pleasuring Kristen in ways that no other man had ever done to her before, not on satisfying the monster raging inside of him. She ranked higher on the list than it did.

Gliding his lips down her collarbone, he traveled down to the cleavage of her bra. His kisses hovered above it while his hands shifted to the back of her bra and guided the clasps that were holding it in place to slip away from her and allowing him to remove the material from body, revealing her absolutely stunning firm breasts. He softly spoke to her for a brief moment before starting to move his kisses south.

"God spent an extra week when he created you, Kristen. You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever been in the presence of."

He couldn't help himself but be in complete awe of her. She was unlike anything else he had encountered before. Kristen seemed to be an undiscovered treasure that he had been searching for all of his life, and she was much more beautiful than he was prepared to experience first-hand.

Moved by his passionate feelings for her, Mark slipped his lips down to cup one of her breasts inside of them, and begun to suck on it, as well as flicking its rock hard nipple from inside of his mouth. He was hungry with a need to pleasure her and have her begging for more. The sounds of her moaning out fueled him to keep going at the pace he had been moving at.

As he made continuous work of pleasuring her like he had been, a thought popped into his head that made him realizing something that he hadn't noticed until now.

He was more drawn to Kristen than he could recall being to Katrin. His feelings for his first love were strong and true, but the ones he was experiencing for the angelic beauty whose body was a church that he would worship at every day were far more intense than he could ever dream to experience. Kristen had him becoming open to emotions he had kept inside and she was starting to take residence in him where he had kept Katrin in his heart for so long.

The sound of Kristen's moans becoming louder and having a high pitch sound to them brought a smile to his face from knowing that he was doing his job right, and it was time to show her how he really excelled at what he was doing.

Removing his lips from her luscious breast, he started to kiss his way over towards the center of her chest and begin to make his way down them to where her abdomen resided. His tall frame shivered with excitement at her soft complexion trembling slightly beneath his lips, alerting him as to the kind of effect that he was making on her.

You have her right where you want her, Mark.

The beast inside of him had returned and was becoming excited from the amount of pleasure that Kristen was under and how badly he was aroused. As his lips went lower to her belly button, it didn't stay quiet with what it had on its mind.

She will be yours by morning, and there will be nothing in your way to prevent you from turning her when the time comes.

The last thing he wanted to think about at that moment was the idea of making Kristen into a vampire. He didn't wish to even entertain that at all. If he let his mind linger on it, he knew that it would drive him to stop what he was doing just for the monster to be silent and leave him be.

He chose to completely ignore its taunts and teasing that it had been doing to him in favor of giving all he had to give to the attractive woman who lied underneath his body. There was no way that he was going to end up losing his focus on what was more important to him and surrender to defeat.

He slipped his mouth down past her belly button while his tall frame begun inching its way down at the same time to matching his movements. Once he had gotten to the waistband of her panties, his eyes noticed that the fabric resting between her legs to be getting pretty soaked from the amount of pleasure that he was giving to her. The discovery brought a smirk to his face. Looking up to where her head was tilted back, he got a hold of her waistband between his teeth and begun to peel them down her body, making them go all the way to her feet before sliding them off along with her shoes.

Trailing kisses up her legs while his body moved to where he had been nestled at last, he brought his head up between her legs and begun to move his face closer to her most sensitive area as he spoke with lust dripping from every syllable exiting his lips.

"Lay back…Relax…and let me show you how much you mean to me, Kristen."