Chapter 15

"What are you doing in my room? And don't you know how to knock?"

"I doubt you would've heard it if I had," Eric said as he walked around the bed and set his room key down on the nightstand.

"Why do you have my room key?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer. "And what are you doing in my room?"

"Our room. You didn't really think I'd allow you to stay in this great, big room all by yourself, now did you?"

"What?" My heart dropped and anger coursed through my veins. "No! You're not staying here. Get out."

"I don't think so, I did pay for this room, after all."

"Fine, I'll go stay with Jessica."

"No."

"No? You're not the boss of me, Eric."

"Actually, I am." He stroked my cheek, and I meant to pull away, but it was like his hand was a live wire, leaving tiny sparks down my skin. "You are mine."

"I'm not yours," I told him, finally gaining the strength to pull away. "You don't own me."

"I beg to differ, Alessandra."

I scoffed, this guy was unbelievable.

"I'm going out," said Eric. "Stay in the room."

"We'll see," I replied.

"I mean it. Stay in the room," he ordered. I rolled my eyes.

The second he closed the door, I ran up to it and pressed my ear against it, listening to make sure he was gone. I slowly cracked open the door and stuck my head out, scoping out the hallway to make sure it was clear. If Eric thought I was going to sit tight like a good little girl just like he wanted, he was fooling himself.

I snuck down the hall and knocked on Sookie's door. I suddenly worried that I would be interrupting her and Bill's private time. I was just about to walk away when she opened the door, dressed in a Hotel Carmilla robe.

"Hey, Lissa," she smiled. "Lonely in your own room already?"

I laughed. "Yeah something like that." I peered over her shoulder to look for signs of Bill. "Um am I interrupting anything?"

"No, silly. Come on in. Bill went out with Eric." So that's where Eric ran off to. I went inside and Sookie giggled. "Look on the TV. They have vampire porn, isn't that gross?" I looked up at the screen, and sure enough, there were adult films with titles like "His First Fangbang" and "Co-ed Chowdown: Hot Vamp on Vamp Action!" This was just sickening.

"Listen, Sook, can I talk to you about something?" I asked.

"Of course, sweetie, what is it?"

"Well, it turns out Eric gave me a room to myself so we could share it."

Her eyes widened. "That nasty vampire. I should have seen this coming. You know you are always welcome to stay in Jessica's room."

"I just might take you up on that. He's so unbelievable, you know he thinks he owns me?" I tried to do my best Eric impression as I said, "Alessandra, you are mine."

Sookie pressed her lips together and cast her eyes downward. "Sookie?" I pressed. "What are you not telling me?"

She sighed. "It's a vampire thing, the whole 'you are mine'. When they say that, they're claiming you as their own, so no other vampires can touch you."

"So Eric just claimed me back there?" I shouted angrily.

"Um," Sookie said nervously, "technically he already has claimed you as his for a few days now."

"What the fuck?"

"Hey, easy on the f-bomb. And yeah, Bill kinda told me Eric claimed you the night he met you."

"What?"

"That's why Bill couldn't heal you himself that night, why he had to call Eric."

"Oh my god," I murmured. I really just wanted to punch Eric in the throat. How dare he claim me? I was not his nor would I ever be. I didn't care about the butterflies in my stomach he gave me; he was way out of line.

"I wanted to tell you," Sookie said apologetically. "But I didn't want you to freak out. You don't have to accept it, and it doesn't give him any 'ownership' over you."

"It's okay, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at Eric."

Before either of us could get another word in, there was a knocking on the door. My heart missed a beat as I realized it was probably Eric coming to drag me back to the room. Sookie quickly turned off the TV and yelled, "Who is it?"

Jessica hurried into the room and said, "I ordered something. Is that okay?" I sighed in relief.

"Oh," Sookie mumbled as she opened the door. A young man with fair skin and dark hair stood outside dressed in a hotel uniform.

"Male. Straight. B-negative," he said as another man stepped forward from behind him.

"Hi, I'm Travis," the man said to Sookie. He had long hair and was wearing his hotel robe so that nearly his entire chest was exposed.

"Uh, that's for me," Jessica giggled excitedly as she grabbed Travis's hand and lead him to her room. It dawned on me that she ordered someone to drink from, and this man was here to fulfill that purpose. Yuck.

"Uh," Sookie said unsurely as she watched Jessica shut the door behind them.

"He's twenty-one," the bellboy said out of nowhere. Sookie and I both looked at him in confusion. He smiled awkwardly.

"But it's not a coincidence, Barry," whispered Sookie with a huge grin. What was going on? What wasn't a coincidence? Was I missing something?

The smile disappeared from Barry's face. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, and then bolted out the door and down the hall. What the fuck?

Sookie ran after him. "Barry, wait!"

"Sookie!" I yelled and started after her down the hall. I needed to find out what was going on.

I went to turn a corner, but I slammed into something hard. I lost my balance and nearly fell back, but he caught me by the wrists and pulled me up. Oh boy.

Eric looked at me coldly, a flash of anger in his eyes. I gulped. I was really in for it this time.

"What are you doing?" he growled.

"I-I um…" I stuttered. I tried to pull myself free, but his hands held my wrists like a vice. "Let go of me."

"I told you to stay in the room."

"I was just visiting Sookie," I pleaded.

"I told you to stay in the room," he repeated.

"I don't take orders from you," I seethed. Wrong move. Very, very wrong move.

He released my right hand, but started dragging me roughly down the hallway by my left. I struggled to keep up with his long strides as he pulled me along.

"Ow, Eric. Stop, you're hurting me." My pleas fell on empty ears. He yanked me back to the room, and after unlocking and opening the door, he shoved me inside. I stumbled and had to regain my balance. I heard him shut and lock the door behind me. I swallowed and mustered up the courage to turn around and face him.

"When I tell you to do something, I expect you to listen," he scolded me.

"I told you, you're not the boss of me."

"I expect you to listen for your own safety."

I laughed. "Yeah, like you're concerned about my safety. You know someone was waiting to abduct me at the airport?"

"You were in no real danger. Humans don't pose the same threat to you as vampires do, especially when you smell so delicious. The hallway is fair game to the other vampires here. You could have been killed. Or worse."

As much as it pained me to admit, he was right. I didn't even think about how I was in a hotel full of bloodthirsty vampires just waiting for a midnight snack.

"Sookie's out there," I said, half worried and half complaining.

"Bill can take care of his own things," Eric stated. I rolled my eyes at how he referred to Sookie as 'Bill's thing'. I checked my watch. There was an hour until dawn. I was too exhausted to keep up the arguing anymore.

"Look, you're right, okay? You make a valid point, I'll be more careful from now on-" He gave me a look and I sighed. "And I'll stay in the room, alright? Jeez." When he looked satisfied, I continued, "I'm tired. I'm going to bed. I'll stay in this room with you, but you have to take the couch."

"Oh, I won't be sleeping on the couch," he told me.

"Fine. I'll take the couch."

"Oh, I don't think so."

"Eric, you can't make me sleep in the same bed you. I'm sleeping on the couch and that's-" I gasped when he was in front of me in a flash, cutting off my sentence. "Eric," I warned.

I heard his fangs click and knew what that meant. I pushed away from him, which, to my surprise, worked. I knew he must have let me. If he didn't, I'd still be in his grasp.

"Eric, no," I said firmly, backing away slowly. I held my finger up to him. "Don't even think about it."

There was a pulse in the air and he was behind me, pulling me to him by the waist. I could feel the butterflies again and was disgusted with myself for actually getting turned on by this.

"Don't act like you don't want it," he whispered in my ear. "I can feel everything you feel. I gave you my blood, it's inside you, and now it's time you return the favor." I was too hung up on what he said about being able to feel what I feel that I hardly even noticed his nose at my neck, breathing in my scent.

"This is mine," he murmured, nuzzling himself into my neck. His hand roamed down my waist, over my hip, and treacherously slowly down my thigh. "This is mine," he said as he stroked my thigh. "And this-" he suddenly cupped my sex and squeezed it forcefully, causing me to gasp and arch up into him, "-is mine." I found myself panting softly, heat pooling at my core where his hand remained. I struggled to hold onto the little self-control I had left.

"Eric," I moaned, and I wasn't sure if it was another warning or a plea for more.

"Alessandra," he purred. I could feel the tips of his fangs against my neck and tensed in anticipation. "You are mine."

His fangs pierced my flesh and I gasped in pain. I went to scream, but no sound came out. I struggled against him, trying to get away, but it was no use. The sharp, stabbing pain only intensified when I moved. I gave up, and found myself relaxing into him. The more I relaxed, the better I felt. The pain turned into pleasure as he lapped at my blood.

With each pull of my blood, I felt myself getting weaker. "That's enough," I tried to tell him, but I was pretty sure it came out garbled and unintelligible. I was slumping into Eric, and he had to hold me up, yet he still continued drinking. My eyelids grew heavy, and I didn't have the strength to keep them open. I let the darkness consume me.

Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. I've had this chapter sitting on my computer for almost two weeks now, so I really don't have an excuse for not uploading. I've just been really struggling with this chapter for some reason. I've had it finished, but I just really did not want to upload it. I don't know, the more I read it the more I didn't like it? When I woke up today, I saw that I had over 50 followers (I know it's not a lot compared to other stories, but it's more than I ever hoped for; I was expecting like 2 people to ever read my work) and I felt like I owed it to you guys to post something. So I hope you guys liked it more than I did. I promise to post more often from now on.