Chapter Eleven

"She's staying here with me." Mark said before Jay and Glenn.

Jay's eyes widened as Glenn sensed her rancor towards Mark, but the Vampire king looked kingly, obviously thinking his word was final. Glenn smirked, knowing just how wrong his friend was.

"She most certainly is not staying here!" Jay yelled, her fists balled at her sides.

"She is and that's final. She's my female and nothing keeps me from Angie."

"Uh, newsflash, Vampire. She is my sister and I refuse to have her stay here with you!"

Glenn grasped her arm as Mark narrowed his eyes at Jay.

"No one keeps me from her, woman." He growled.

Jay hissed, "She was my sister way before she became your mate. And by the way, how did she agree to stay here when Big Show warned her of you?"

He glared down at her then squared his shoulders.

"She didn't agree to it because I haven't told her yet."

Jay was wide eyed then she screamed, swiping her small claws out to scratch him but Mark dodged it. Glenn's eyes were wide as well, and he held Jay close as she fought to get at Mark.

"You don't do something like this, Vampire." Glenn said with a shake of his head.

"How dare you! You plan on holding her against her will!" Jay cried, digging her claws into Glenn's arm.

Face devoid of emotion, Mark shook his head.

"It's not like that."

"Mark, is this true?" I asked quietly.

Everyone's attention snapped to me where I stood in the doorway of the spacious library, an astonished look upon my face as I looked at Mark. I heard Jay scream and immediately found her by the angry vibes emitting from her. And now Mark's eyes were wide as I walked into the room and up to him.

"I asked you a question, Sire." I said, my blood slowly beginning to boil.

After a moment, he responded.

"Yes Angie, it's true."

My eyes narrowed as his eyebrows rose.

"What makes you think that you can make decisions that concern me and not even tell me! Why do you feel the need to control me?"

He shook his head then grasped my hands in his.

"It is not like that, Angie."

I pulled my hands from his then jabbed a finger against his chest.

"I am sick and tired of people wanting to control my life! You will not control me, Vampire. Get that through your head right now. I am not a dog that you can order about and make decisions for."

Mark's eyebrows furrowed, and he shook his head.

"Let me explain, Angie."

"Oh yes, please try to save your ass now." Jay scoffed.

Mark glared at her.

"Shut your mouth, woman." He snapped.

"Excuse me-"

"Jay, stop." I said, looking over my shoulder at her.

Glenn's eyes narrowed as Jay looked at me.

"You didn't just speak to my female like that." He said as his anger began to fester.

Mark squared his shoulders as he glared back at his friend.

"Enough! Glenn, Jay, cool it." I said, looking at them. "As for you," I turned my head back and glared up at him. "You do not talk to my sister that way. Understand me, Deadman?"

He glanced down at me and growled then reluctantly nodded.

"Good. Now explain, please." I said, folding my arms against my chest.

"I had hoped that you'd agree to live here with me because you're my female as your rightful place is here with me. Also, only I can protect you from the beast as I've fought it before."

Jay guffawed as I rolled my eyes, her words and actions getting under my skin. I felt a need to protect Mark within my soul and as it confused me, that's what I planned to do. Mark glared at Jay menacingly as I sighed and turned to her.

'Jay, this isn't a laughing matter. His father was killed by that fiend.' I said telepathically to her.

All amusement ceased from her as she stared at me. I nodded once, and she then glanced up at Mark. His eyebrows furrowed and he tensed.

What now?

"I am sorry about your father, Mark. I did not know."

His eyes grew wide then he grasped my arm softly, looking down at me.

"How does she know of that, Angie? She cannot see into my past as she isn't a soothsayer."

I looked back at him as he released my arm.

"Telepathy, Sire." I said softly.

His green gaze grew heated as they drifted down to my neck. Recalling him being a Vampire, I blushed beside myself. Was he hungry at this very moment? Was he hungry for my blood? I blushed more and drew some of my hair over my neck, hoping to quell his heated look but by him narrowing his eyes, that heat was far from quelled.

He growled then grabbed my upper arm, flitting to his study. Wide eyed, I stared up at him as he let me go and began to pace/flit from one side of the room to the other. As he did so, I thought over what he said in the library; that I was to live with him from now on. Was I supposed to fall into his arms and just agree to that?

Of course not! I was not some dog that he could control. I would not stand for that so if he was angry about that, well, he had no right to be. Although it may not be that. It could've been that heated look he gave me just before we flitted away.

Thinking about his ability of flitting from one place to another, I thought of the Vampire. They usually have pale skin but since Mark was a Novel One, his skin wasn't pale as another's would be. I had read that he was the last of the Novel Ones and I was always curious about him.

Vampires possessed the ability to flit from one place to another with just a thought as long as they've been to that certain place before.

Also most Vampires didn't like the sunlight and drank blood. Not liking the sun could describe his not-fully-tanned-skin but what about the feeding aspect of his life? I knew that being a Novel One meant that he could walk in the sun and eat the food mortals ate but did he?

Did this Vampire 'tap the vein', so to speak? Would it be so bad if I offered him my neck? Would I sag against him when those fangs of his would pierce my skin? Would he enjoy it? Would I enjoy it, for that matter? Would he become aroused? Would I?

My eyebrows furrowed. What the hell was I thinking of? Sure I was a writer and yes, I loved to write about Vampires but I was just getting a little too besides myself?

He sighed and ran a hand through his long hair but when he would glance at me, those green eyes of his grew more heated. I found the sofa and silently sat down as I watched him continue to pace/flit back and forth.

I wondered what he was thinking of as I grew mesmerized by his rugged outline. It was a dream to be connected to the sexiest man I've ever met.

Was he thinking of biting me? Would I allow him to or would he overpower me and bite me against my will? My heartbeat increased, making him look at me now and pause. His eyes were flashing once more from green to black and I swallowed thickly.

I'd heard that when a Vampire's eyes flashed to black, it meant one of two things. One: he was about to enter a rage and two: to be blunt, he was horny.

So which one was he?

My gaze lowered when he began to pace/flit once more and my eyes grew wide. He was sporting wood! Quickly, I snatched my gaze away before he could see me looking but my heart raced now, seeming to send him into a frenzy.

"Calm your damn heart, Angie!" He yelled, looking at me when he paused.

I remained wide eyed as I looked at him, but he only growled and looked away. How was I supposed to calm my heart when his penis was hard? I blushed deeply when I thought back to what I had done in that tub last night.

I had fantasized about the man before me! Dear Ancients, now why would I do that only upon meeting this man the evening last? I couldn't help myself, that's why. He had such a strong effect on me.

When he glanced at me again, I briefly wondered if any other women felt the same when they had encountered the towering deep-voiced Vampire king. Then I felt an emotion rear its ugly head in my soul that I hadn't in a long time: jealousy.

How many women had he had over his lifetime? Or was he pure like me? They thought didn't seem to fit him, though.

He suddenly flitted to me and grabbed my upper arms in both hands, hauling me to my feet. I gasped, placing my hands flat upon his chest. I was scared as I looked up into his black eyes then he spoke.

"I want to have a telepathic link with you as well."

My eyebrows furrowed. So that's what all of that pacing was about?

"How would one achieve that?" I asked then.

He looked down at my neck with that heated look in his eyes and I immediately knew.

"Why do you want to bite me all of a sudden?"

His black eyes lifted to mine again.

"Because your blood would be the sweetest I've ever tasted, not to mention that you're my female." He said gruffly.

"And I'm supposed to give it to you? Just like that?"

"Or I could just take it from you. One bite and you'll be hooked." He said smugly, smirking as his fangs showed.

I glanced at his fangs and at that moment, I found them sexy. I conclude to you that I am crazy.

"Oh really? And what if I refuse?" I asked with an arched eyebrow.

His eyes narrowed.

"Then there will be no telepathic link between us. Don't test me, love. I could just take it without any consent of yours." He growled.

My eyes grew wide and my temper peaked.

"Try it, Vampire. See what happens." I threatened with narrowed eyes.

He growled once again then spun me around in a flash. I gasped as he wrapped one brawny arm around my waist, trapping my arms at my sides in an iron grip. I struggled to free myself but came to no avail. He was too strong.

He heart raced as he removed the hair from the right side of my neck with his free hand. I shivered as he bent, trailing his warm lips up and down my skin and I wanted to sag against him, but I refused to give in.

"Let me go, you brute!" I hissed, struggling still.

"Never!" He growled then licked he side of my neck.

I gasped as shivers assailed my body. He groaned then ground his erection against my behind and couldn't help but to moan softly. He smirked, his sharp fangs showing. They acted like nothing he'd ever experienced before.

Now that he had his female in his grasp, his instinct within his soul demanded he bite her and make her surrender to him. And that's exactly what he would do.

He trailed a fang against the side of my neck and I flinched, trembling because I knew what was to come shortly.

When her blood beaded upon the scratch, he grew helpless not to lick it. His hot tongue felt like it scalded my skin and I whimpered. He groaned at the first divine taste of her blood as his penis shot harder.

Then with a feral growl, he quickly sank his fangs home.

I cried out and sagged against his hard chest as my eyes slid closed. He groaned harshly then began to feed. He trembled against me as he ground his hard penis against my behind once again.

I opened my eyes as I could feel those fangs within my neck and the suction of his mouth against my skin. How could he do this to me? How could he not give a damn about me as he claimed he did?

Anger flared within my soul as I began struggling anew. His brawny arm tightened around my waist and with no other recourse, I screamed and wretched myself free from his hold, tearing the skin of my neck where he bit me.

I turned and looked at him as I backed away. His lips were crimson as a thin line of my blood trailed down the corner of his lips. I wanted to become hysterical because he had taken what I didn't want him to have. Now he'd have that damned telepathic link he wanted so but I now hated him.

I backed away some more when he took a step toward me. The back of my legs encountered the edge of the sofa, but I didn't fall back onto it and I cringed.

"Don't come any closer!"

"Why?" He asked but stopped where he was.

I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Why?! Because you bit me! You fed from me when I was struggling to get away from you!" I yelled, nearing hysterics.

His auburn eyebrow rose as he smirked and licked his lips, and I wanted to smack it right off of his face.

"Your moans proved otherwise." He said smugly.

My eyes grew wide as angry tears filled my eyes. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched a tear trail down my cheek.

"Don't worry, Vampire. There won't be any more enjoying." I said and vanished…