A/N: I am the only one who has edited this chapter again, so I apologize in advance.
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Moving through the gyrating bodies in the crowd that fills the club, I can feel the bass of the speakers shaking my ribcage. Dragging Dimitri to one of the tables in a shadowed corner, he sits in one of the chairs and I sink down onto his lap, crossing my legs gracefully.
"You said something caught your eye," Dimitri says into my ear, running his hand up my bare leg to rest on my thigh just below the hem of my skirt. I nod and look through the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the boys I saw earlier.
"You know, you could rope in quite a few people tonight," I saw giving him a once over. Hair untied and dressed in a pair of dress pants with his pressed shirt tucked in and his duster topping it off. He looks absolutely sexy.
"I like watching you do it, it's very hot." He says and I throw a man-eating smile at him. I stand up and give him a saucy wink before moving through the crowd again. Heading towards the bar where I can get a better view of the crowd.
"Can I have a gin and tonic?" I ask the bartender and slid a $10 bill across the counter. The bartender nods and pours my drink and hands me my change that I promptly slide it back across the counter. I turn and lean against the bar, sipping my drink casually. One thing about being strigoi is that I'm not affected by alcohol, I can drink it and never feel the buzz, which sometimes can be a bit of a downer now that I don't have something prohibiting me from drinking it as much as I want.
It's funny the thing you observe in clubs, the people who pull others off into corners for semi-private moments, to the people who openly suck face in the middle of the dance floor. Even watching boy ogle women like they were dogs looking at a bone, people let their guards down in places like this, and that is why this is the best place to hunt for a fun meal.
"Funny running into you again," one of the boys that I saw earlier says, the one that looks like dear old Adrian.
I turn to face him, sending a flirty smile and taking another sip of my drink. I glance around and catch Dimitri's eye from across the room and then flick them to the boy standing next to me. He smirks and raises his brow at me, lifting the tumbler that appeared on the table to his lips.
"Yeah, my plans canceled so figured I'd come to look for a fun time," I say sweetly, resting my elbow on the counter and leaning, crossing my ankles. He flicks his eyes over me and flashes a smile.
"Well, want to come and sit with me and my friends?" He yells over the music. I nod and order another drink before following him to the table not far from Dimitri and I sit in his line of sight.
"My name is Cole by the way," he says and I sip my drink.
"Anna," I say. The others at the table introduce themselves, not surprised that there are no other women at the table. They catch adamantly while I observe them. Cole, Adam, Tyler, and Michael all seem to be from money and incredibly stupid. The only one who seems to not be an idiot is Corson, who has started drink water five drinks ago.
"Want to go dance?" Cole shouts over the music placing his hand dangerously high on my leg, practically brushing his hand over a territory that does not belong to him. I fake a moan and stand to drag him towards the dance floor, sending a wink in Dimitri's direction.
Dancing with this guy was slightly repulsive; I don't understand how girls enjoy being felt up by a completely drunk stranger that has no idea how to touch someone. He places a sloppy kiss on my neck and roll my eyes, thankfully I am dancing with my back to him.
I spin around and wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls my hips against his, grinding against me suggestively, but there's nothing there that impresses me, I have a god of my own sitting across the club. Although the sight I see now makes me see red, a blonde hair girl has her hands all over Dimitri, and it takes all my control not to storm across the room and rip her hands from her body.
"The boys are heading out, wanna get out of here?" Cole asks running his hands down my body and sliding his hand under the hem of my dress to cup my ass. I snap out of my train of thought and plaster a sultry smirk on my face.
"Yes, let's get out of here," I say and follow him back to his table so he can grab his coat, casting a look to Dimitri who subtly nods and says something to the blonde practically in his lap and she jumps up and the two of them walk towards the door.
Cole wraps an arm around my waist and we walk out of the club and turn to walk through the ally behind the club.
Sometimes people's stupidity is the reason why the strigoi are running rampant in the world. I can see two figures ahead of us, and smirk that Dimitri has met in the back of the ally.
Cole shifts and turns so that we are backing wards the wall and he pushes up against me.
"You look sexy," he slurs and plants another sloppy kiss on my neck. I hum and feebly push on his shoulders, but he thinks he is stronger and shoves me back against the wall and starts to yank the bottom of my dress up.
"Get off me," I growl, loud enough for it to carry down to the human standing with Dimitri at the other end. Cole chuckles and moves his hand up and I shove him off me, causing him to stumble back.
"Come on baby, we're having a good time," he says and advances towards me. He has officially stepped into the game.
"I said get off me," I snap.
I can see Dimitri and the blonde advancing down the ally towards us and put a faux look of fear on my face when Cole grips onto my shoulders.
"Someone help!" I scream and Cole places his hand over my mouth. Cole goes to open his mouth as Dimitri reaches us and yanks him off me by the back of his shirt.
"I believe the lady said no," Dimitri snarls to him, shoving him backwards and I pretend to stumble towards the women standing with us, wrapping my arms around her and angle myself to stand behind her.
"This isn't any of your business, man. Fuck off." Cole yells, taking a swing at Dimitri but he misses miserably and Dimitri gets him into a chokehold.
"We should get out of here," the girl whimpers and I pull her closer to me.
I meet Dimitri's eyes and smile at him, yanking the girl's neck to the side and gripping her hair tightly.
"It's ok sweetie, you're perfectly safe here," I say sweetly and sink my fangs into her neck and moan as her blood hits my taste buds. I hear Cole struggle before he groans, and Dimitri drains him dry. I sigh as I drink the last drop and let her body fall to the ground. I wipe my lips and suck the remaining blood off my finger before lifting her lifeless body and toss it into the dumpster across from us, Dimitri following with Cole's body.
Dimitri runs a finger over my collarbone, collecting the small drop of blood and licks it off his finger.
"I don't like watching other women putting their hands on what is mine," I growl at him, gripping the front of his shirt and yanking him towards me, eyes narrowing at him. He laughs deeply and runs his hands down my sides and over my hip, gripping the back of my thighs and lifting me up and pressing me against the wall.
"I don't like watching boys put their hands on you, or anyone looking at what is mine, but I do it anyways," he hisses at me and I grin at him. I love it when he gets possessive as much as he loves it when I do.
After taking control of Galina's empire, Dimitri made it very clear that nobody was to look at me. He even ripped someone's head off after I was awakened when I wandered out of the lavish room dressed in nothing but a tattered dress.
I lean forward and kiss his neck, running my fingers up into his hair and gripping him tightly to me. He slides his hands to cup my ass and squeezing firmly, pushing the bulge in his pants against my hot core. I moan against his throat and move my lips up to meet his, kissing him passionately, snaking my tongue into his mouth and rubbing it over his.
"I was promised dessert," Dimitri groans against my lips, thrusting his hips against mine and I laugh against his mouth.
"Yes you were," I purr and unwrap my legs from his waist and slid down onto my feet. I tug on his shirt as we walk out of the alley and head towards the hotel we rented. Striding through the hotel lobby pressed close together and portraying the typical one-night stand couple, the receptionist at the front desk barely looked up from his crossword as we stepped into the elevator.
Stumbling to our room and opening the door, Dimitri pushes me in and kicks the door shut and pulls me up into his arms, capturing my mouth with his hotly, and I dig my nails into the back of his neck. Tossing me onto the bed and kicking his shoes off, he stalks me up the bed before gripping my legs and pulling me towards him. I let him pull me closer to him before flipping him onto his back. He lets out an amused chuckle and I grip his shirt in my hands, tearing it open, sending buttons flying through the air. I run my fingers over his chest and purring in appreciation, pinning Dimitri with my lust-filled gaze.
"You look sexy," Dimitri says running his fingers over my bare legs and running a finger under the hem that has slid up to the top of my hips.
"This is nothing, Comrade," I whisper seductively, running my nails down his chest to the buckle of his belt.
"Who next?" Dimitri asks as he runs a finger over my spine, making me shiver in pleasure.
I flip over and look up at him and give him a saucy smile while he proceeds to run his finger over my sternum and under the swell of my breasts.
"I think that we owe a visit to our dear old playboy, this substitute seemed to lack in cockiness," I say stretching my hands above my head. Dimitri rolls to half-lay over me, nuzzling my neck and dragging his fangs down my skin, nipping and sucks while his hand cups my breasts.
"I think that is a perfect idea," he whispers against my neck, rolling onto me and kissing my lip hungrily.
Slowly, we are making our way down the list of people who have wronged us. And we are saving the best for last.