The elevator doors opened and we were now facing his penthouse space. He walked out first before I could push myself into the open. The space was beautiful. It had a very industrial-loft appearance to it and ahead of me was the living room area. There were brick columns surrounding a long white sofa. The hallway which the elevator rested in was all brick as well and above my head hung an old chandelier. There weren't many decorations just clean and simple; I didn't expect a cozy living space from this man anyway.

"A drink?" he asked after throwing his leather jacket off onto the sofa. I had my arms crossed and rubbed my skin trying to warm myself up.

"Sure"

He passed me a grin and headed over to a bar area; nothing but glass cabinets and a white countertop to serve drinks on. It was an area taken straight out of a club. Grabbing a bottle from a shelf, he turned around with a glass in hand and poured a drink into the glass on the counter.

"So…what you think?"

"It's exactly what I expected"

"Oh?" he continued as he set the glass down on the white marble, motioning me to sit and drink.

I went forward to sit on one of the high stools closest to him.

"Yes…very minimal…" I wondered off gazing around the room.

I could feel his eyes were still focused at me.

"Well I don't like clutter and I think it interprets who I am rather well"

"Empty and cold?" I scoffed

"Mysterious" he said holding up his glass while showing a bit of teeth through his trademark grin.

"Right…well…what is this?" I asked him while looking deep into the bottom of my glass. The dark red liquid moved around as I shook the glass gently.

"Try it…you just might like it and if it is a drug you are most concerned about…I assure you, I'd rather be the reason why you are not able to walk"

I scowled at him from the sexual implication. He turned back around to serve himself a glass of something which I was not able to see.

"Blood?"

I heard a chuckle and he turned back around to the countertop while sipping his own drink.

"In a rush to know who I am?"

"Well, see usually you ought to get to know a person first before going over to their place but I didn't have that opportunity now did I?"

"Blood it is…blood and something else that makes it…" He leans the glass forward to his nose before continuing, "Much, much better".

I took a few sips from my glass before downing the rest. He smiled at my achievement.

"Since we are on the subject of 'getting to know each other'…why are you taking care of your niece?"

He said it in a tone that was casual without a pinch of curiosity or concern.

"My…my brother died a couple years ago…he was sick, my parents are divorced and we don't at all get along so I really don't have any family to connect with other than Lizzie"

"No one huh"

I looked up from staring at the counter. "Yeah, no one…my brother and I were very close growing up…we had each other, when he got sick I promised him that I would take care of Lizzie…it's been very hard so far but I will never stop trying"

He didn't say anything and took another swing of his 'drink'. His glass was now empty and rested his arms on the counter as he leaned down.

"You don't seem weak enough to go down easy", he said as he stood up to walk towards the sofa.

I wasn't sure if I should take that as a compliment but I took it anyway and looked away.

"Now I remember you mentioning how cold it is in here…still need to warm up?"

I wasn't sure what to say to that since I already knew what direction he wanted to take in this visit.

Picking up a small remote he turned on his modern fireplace. I decided to go over and sit closer to it since the large space offered nothing but an uncomfortable chill. I chose not to sit next to him and picked a seat furthest away; a curved black chair next to the fireplace.

"Come now…I don't bite" he smiled at me and patted the spot on the sofa next to him.

"I'd rather not get too comfortable, I intend to leave early"

His eyebrows rose to show how stunned he was from the comment.

"Early? Well I don't think you have a say since it is I who asked you to come…not to mention the new position you could have at the company"

"So is that how you are going to play it?" I scowled.

"Yea" he simply said as he lifted both arms to rest behind the sofa. We engaged in another stare battle until I felt my body move over to the spot he patted earlier. I kept my arms glued at my sides afraid of brushing up against him and crossed my legs, tugging at my dress to go down.

"Take off your heels"

I turned my head to face him and realized that our faces weren't too far apart.

"What?"

"Your heels…take them off"

I reached down to remove my heels and I couldn't lie…it felt amazing to rub my bare feet against the soft rug.

"I do love an easy catch but I also love a challenge"

"Whoever said I'll be your catch?" I spat.

"And there it is…ya know…" his face got closer and there was something that could be seen in his eyes.

"Deny this all you want but…you love this game…you want me to chase you" he emphasized the word while pushing up the edge of my dress to rub a hand on my naked thigh.

I threw his hand down to his side and moved further down the sofa.

"Tell me about the job!"

"So eager…"

"I made-I made a mistake take me back now" I picked up my shoes and purse and stood up.

He was no longer smiling or giving me his usual grin. His expression was much more serious and he was giving me a glare that commanded me to sit back down.

"No"

"Take…me…back…now"

Getting up onto his feet he walked slowly around the sofa, his movements mimicking that of a lion.

"No…now sit back down"

My hand fished wildly in my purse to hold onto a knife. He watched my every movement and got closer to stand in front of me.

"Now what could you possibly have in there that would cause damage huh?"

Using as much speed as I could I rammed the knife into his shoulder and ran over to the stairwell door. I glanced back and saw him doubled over grasping the knife. It seemed like my actions served to piss him off even more. Scared, I pulled open the door and raced down the steps. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to reach the bottom. I came to a halt; ahead of me was a pile of construction materials which blocked me from going down any further. The only occupied space in the entire building was the penthouse so I chose to enter a random room on the floor as I pushed against a wooden door.

The loft I entered looked very unfinished with no lighting. Being nighttime it was extremely dark and the only light coming through the large windows came from the moon. I tried to control my breathing until I heard footsteps. I rushed over to one of the rooms and hid behind the door since there was no structure around to fully hide behind. Suddenly the door to the apartment space was pushed open violently. I gasped from the force.

I brought both hands over my mouth to keep myself from breathing harder. He was getting closer as I could hear the sound of his feet crushing small rocks on the ground. With no gun and useless knives I had nothing else left to use other than my fists which hasn't brought me any luck. Looking out the crack of the door, I could see his form advancing to the room I hid in.

Oh god please...please don't find me…please don't find me

I pulled the door as gently as I could to press against my body more. Keeping the door from moving, I gripped the doorknob as tight as I could in my right hand. Unfortunately, a piece of bent metal had slit the inside of my hand and I struggled to keep from whimpering. Looking back to the side and through the crack I could see his head snap towards the room.

Oh shit…no…

Whether he is a lycan or vampire…they can definitely smell the blood. I kept my hand on the knob trying to keep the blood from dripping. He was coming into the room before he stopped midway. He didn't enter the room enough to look behind the door. It felt like hours with him standing so close until he finally turned around and left. I heard his footsteps pass the main room and shut the entrance door.

I slowly let my hand go from the knob and let out a much needed breath. It was so very painful. The metal made a nasty slit in my palm and I had nothing around to wrap it in. I curled my fingers inward and stepped around from the door to leave the room.

Before I could get a good look outside, Quint landed right in front of me.

I shrieked and my heart was pounding uncontrollably as fear began to engulf my body and I began to pray for my life.

His chest was moving up and down as he panted with eyes almost black and long black nails on both hands.

He's a lycan but his transformation was still incomplete.

"Your heart…I can hear it…and your blood…oh how delicious it smells when you are afraid"

I bolted around him until he pushed me back hard against the concrete wall. Placing both hands on either side of my head he leaned in to smell my neck. Next, he brought my cut hand up to his mouth. I shook terribly, wondering if he was going to bite me this time. I closed my eyes to wait for the worst until I felt his tongue glide across the wound.

With his lips and tongue he sucked at my wound, collecting the blood into his mouth. He moaned from the taste which I couldn't believe actually turned me on. I fought so hard to keep him away and never wanted to admit the feelings he brought me.

I turned my head to the side and let out a breath.

He let my hand fall and as soon as he stopped I turned to face his lust-filled gaze.

"You're aroused…"

I blushed deeply and opened my mouth to protest when he cut me off.

"Oh I can smell that too…"

My breathing quickened and I pushed at his chest. He chuckled and walked closer. He was like a wall crushing me, creating very little space to keep on breathing as hard as I was.

"Don't….fight…it"

He rammed his lips against mine and I could feel the defined canines. His hot mouth moved frantically over my own. I didn't know what else to do but to accept everything and make a jump. So I jumped. I moved my tongue over a sharp tooth and scraped my tongue in the process. He growled at what was probably a small droplet of blood from my tongue and began to move faster from each lip.

"I'm-s-I'm sorry...pl" I couldn't say much as he refused to stop. I moved my face to the side to speak.

"I'm sorry…for running…."

"Too late for…"

"N-no…no I want to…I want to go back to your place…"

His eyes returned to their previous color and he smirked knowing fully well just how uncomfortable sex was going to be in this unfinished room.

Pulling my hand forcefully we rushed out of the room and into the elevator that would lead us back to his penthouse. Of course, I could have taken it going down but since I was in such a hurry to hide earlier I couldn't afford to wait for its doors to open.

The doors opened with a ding, and he pulled me in, almost swinging my body against the side. He walked over to the panel and pressed on the button to go up. As soon as the doors closed he rushed over to close in on me once again. His nails were still long and with one hand he gripped my hair in a tight fist and yanked my head back. I gasped and felt him devour my mouth. I felt I was no longer to control what I thought and gave in to the wave of pleasurable feelings that he was delivering. His right hand rubbed from my calf to my thigh pushing up the dress to reveal my hip. His sharp nails grazed the skin just enough to bring me chills.

I let out a shaky breath and moaned. I could feel him smile after doing so. The doors opened, and we were now facing his living space. He rushed out of the elevator and headed towards the bar to fill up a glass. I waited behind him watching him lean against the counter using both arms to brace himself. He left his glass unattended as he stood to tear his shirt off. The muscles on his back were moving just like an animal that was getting ready to pounce his prey. Earlier, he had said that I liked this little game of cat and mouse. At this moment I was the trembling mouse, I stood feet away, afraid yet…strangely attracted.

He looked like he was trying to regain some control. Far down from the bar was a large white bed with just two plain pillows. I hooked my fingers and breathed to prepare for what I was going to do next.

With my right hand I reached for the zipper on the back of my dress and pulled it down just enough for me to take both arms out and let the dress fall to the ground.

He stood still holding the glass up to his lips, staring hungrily.

I felt the cold air rush around my bare body. I was all bare except for my black bra and panties. It wasn't fancy but his stare made me believe that it was something out of a seductive lingerie store.

He threw the glass in the sink, the sound of it shattering made me jump. His eyes kept turning from a dark shade to light. He followed me like a predator as I walked backwards, my eyes fixed on his. I wasn't aware of how close we got to the bed until the back of my knees were pushed and I fell straight onto my back. Half my body was now lying on the bed and he leaned down to pull me up further. His body was hovering and I could feel the heat coming off him. His left arm was holding his body up while the other was making circles on my thigh. The same hand began to rub the inside of my thigh and I bit my lip to keep from moaning so loud. No lights were on except for the fireplace. His skin glowed as a sheen of sweat covered his powerful chest. The nails on his hands extended. Using his long index finger he touched the very front of me. I arched my back with a gasp. He pressed up a little harder, moving side to side creating a rhythm that made my legs shake.

He pulled his hand away and crawled up my body so that he was facing me directly. Both arms trapped my body beneath him and he swooped down to catch my lips. I lifted my right hand to run a hand through his hair as the other held onto his bicep. I could my lips becoming much more swollen then before, but it was creating such amazing friction. It was better that I cooperate instead of pissing of the beast.

Releasing my lips, he stood up on his knees to unzip the front his jeans. I watched in a trance as his fingers worked down the front. He was bare underneath as I could see the naked curve on the sides of his stomach. He refused to let his pants fall completely down and fell back on top of me to kiss at my neck. I threw my head back as far as I could.

Oh the feeling…god…

His rough hands traced the sides of my body all the way down to reach behind my legs. With one swift pull he hooked them onto his waist. His face brushed against my chest as he slowly connected his gaze with mine. His eyes were incredibly dark and all control he had before was lost. I grabbed at his neck to pull him in for a sloppy kiss and he grinded his hips into mine.

"Ahh g-god!" I moaned out. His heavy hips pushed against mine and I could feel his erection straight through the jeans.

He was panting like he had run for miles and before I knew it he grabbed for my underwear. With one quick pull the panties were torn straight off my body. I shrieked from the instant surprise. Lowering his head back down he nipped at my neck. I could feel his right hand slide back down and release his member from his open pants. The minute he rubbed against my naked sex I arched against his chest and let out a choked moan. He grinned at the sound and gave one strong thrust upwards into my body. I yelled at the invasion and kept my eyes from watering. I had never been with anyone before and I never knew how uncomfortable it was really going to be. I took a handful of sheets into my hands and held on to them as if they were going to make the pain subside. He didn't seem to care whatsoever and continued to push in and out. It only took a few minutes to adjust to his swollen cock and I let my mouth fall open to breathe much easier. I gripped his waist tighter with my legs. His hand came up to hold my face with one nail increasing in length. His nail teased the front of my face before going down to the front of my bra. Pushing the nail under the front he tugged it hard to rip it open. The bra split open and my breasts were now displayed. He closed his lips over one breast as he pumped his body into mine. I closed my eyes to take in all the sensations. His chest curved as he moved.

I gripped his biceps and moved myself in such a way that made him go faster. He was sweating more now and his moves were becoming frantic.

Eyes still black, his fangs showed a bit more as he let out deep pants and growls. It was beginning to be uncomfortable as he moved much harder and in one quick move he flipped me over onto my stomach pulling my hips forward to pound against me. It was so primal and I knew that his control was slipping by the second.

"ahhh…sssss…goddddd…uhh" I clenched my teeth as he rammed into me from behind.

Both of my hands were still gripping the bed sheets as he drove into me with such speed. My arms were starting to hurt from having to keep from being pushed too far up the bed. I was beginning to sweat too and started to feel myself tighten.

I closed my eyes and felt my eyes almost roll back from the feeling and fullness the position allowed.

His grip on my waist was near painful but somehow the pleasurable feelings masked all of it. He was on the edge of finishing as his final thrusts were quick and deep. Sinking his nails into my thighs I moaned as pleasure and pain met.

He let out a deep growl and stilled for a moment before letting my waist collapse. He was trying to control his breathing once again and I was beyond exhausted.

My body was numb after what happened and my eyelids felt heavy. Everything was spinning and before I knew it, darkness took over.

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That's chapter 3 Next one will be good! Please review to let me know what you think about it so far. I watched some videos of some love scenes of Kris from Lost Girl and gotta say…hot! Lol