THE LOVE BITE

CHAPTER THREE

I have always been told that a vampire bites a human’s neck because there is a carotid artery in the neck and the loss of blood from it leads to a drowsy state which favourably prevents resistance against the vampire.

Thereby, making the human connected to the vampire for life. That means, when a vampire bites a human for the pure fun of marking it(not with the intent of killing it) you’ve been claimed by the vampire and he owns you forever.

What I have avoided, what I was running from all my life was finally happening.

My master had marked me with his bite. I was now his. I could feel my blood sip out from the two bruise on my neck. I watched as he licked his lips, tasting my blood.

Then he proceeded to kiss my neck, sucking on it but there was no bite this time.

I felt tingles all over my body as his lips touched my bare skin.

“Stop,” I yelled fighting and kicking hard. I didn’t want to feel this way. This horny, intense feeling that arouse me sexually as he desired more kisses from him.

No I wasn’t going to give him the pleasure to watch my squirm and moan underneath his touch.

Rayne P.O.V

I faced her, the hungry look in my eye. The human was very beautiful and her curves were displayed perfectly through the attire she wore. But she was rebellious as she was sexy and I was going tame her.

I was going to tame this beautiful woman and shape her to be mine.

She struggled to get away from my touch but I knew how much she loved it. I saw her but her lips a few times to avoid moaning in pleasure.

I had marked and I was going to make her mine.

“Stop,” Brea shook again, her hands were still pinned above her head as I held them tightly with my right hand.

“Why do you keep fighting?” I asked caressing her neck. I knew she liked being choked. She moaned when I held her tight on the neck and bit her. I was learning her body, taking note of everything she liked. I was studying her.

“Because you’re a bloody vampire,” she yelled, breathing heavily.

“But Brea,” I said, righting my grip around her neck again. A little moan escaped from her lips, and I watched them part a little.

“I am free to mate with you, I bought you, I am your master and you must live to serve me,”

I watched her nod slightly, she was enjoying it, enjoying the way my arms were wrapped around her neck. I had released my grip a little giving her space to breath.

But then she struggled again, shaking her head. It was as if she was debating. Debating to me mine.

“I am not your mate!" she yelled.

“You are" I replied back and kissed her roughly. My tongue slid into her lips as they danced together. I could feel her getting calmer now.

My kiss must have really gotten to her. My hand freed hers and they dropped down.

I began to kiss her, devouring her lips, her body. My hands exploring her as she quavered underneath my touch.

“No," I heard her moan, I could feel her getting wet through the lace of her lingerie.

She noticed it and shut her thighs together.

But I ignored her and continued kissing. Her body was smooth, pale and smelt of vanilla.

“I moved down to her navel as I tugged on her corset trying to free it from her amazing body.

I wanted to see all of it. She was my property and I deserved to see her naked.

Brea P.O.V

His touch and kisses weakened me. My body was reacting against my will, answering to him as he took full control over it. It was as if he was the owner the master.

He tugged as my corset, gently unhooking it and freeing me from it.

I gasped as I watched him look at my exposed body in shock. I slid my arms across my brea*ts in an attempt to cover it up and shook my head.

“No, don’t touch me, you’re a monster,” I said, turning away from him.

“Aren’t we all?” he asked holding my shoulders down as he stared into my eyes.

Then he kissed me again on the lips this time, his hand on the back of my neck and his shirtless body rested on my exposed brea*ts.

“Mmm,” he groaned kissing me harder. I couldn’t breath. He was too heavy, too strong. He was suffocating me and I loved it at the same time.

I wanted him to suffocate me more, hold my neck and choke me till I beg but we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

He didn’t answer but kept on kissing me. His arms touched my bo*bs as he played with my n*****s.

Another knock came, followed by a voice.

“Count Rayne, the council members are here,”

I heard him groaned angrily before rising up from me.

“We will finish this later,” he said and grabbed his shirt from the chair beside the bed.

He threw it over his shoulders and arranged his hair before walking out the door.

I sighed deeply. At least he didn’t take away my virginity, but at the same time part of me never wanted him to stop. Part of me wanted him to claim me completely. To take me in his arm and claim everything in me.

I wore my clothes back and stepped out of the room. I needed to find a way out of this place.

Yes, I was free from whipping and torment but I didn’t want to be a mate to a vampire. I didn’t want to just be a s*x object. I wanted to be free. To see the sun and run in the rain. I wanted to walk the meadows and enjoy nature. The world was out there waiting for me and I’m going to see it.

I needed to run away to escape. I caressed the necklace on my neck as I stood outside the room and peered down the long hallway.

The necklace belonged to my mother. She had given me when I was five. When the world was still bright and beautiful. When we weren’t on the run and starving for days.

My mother was a teacher, before the vampires took over the world. She worked in a public school but had retired after brother and I was born.

She homeschooled us and taught us how to be fearless. She taught us to strong, courageous and fight for what we wanted.

Holding that necklace reminded me of all the times she went hungry for us. After the vampires took over the world. My parents decided to run away from our hometown. They swore to never give us up and we lived in caves and holes all our life.

It was hard to find food during those dark times and we ate scrapes or animals killed by my father with his hunting rifle.

It was the worst thing a child could go through, leaving in fear of being separated from your family.

We were thought to keep quiet and she hid us anytime we heard any sound. So when we heard about the settlement on the other side of the Silverlake my parents decided to take the chance. They wanted us to be somewhere save and free from fear.

So we travelled, crossing mountains, valleys and deadly seas to reach there only for my loving parents to be killed by the breeders.

Curse Khoi and his group. I will make them pay one day.

I walked down the hallway, tiptoeing so as not to make any sound.

I remembered the way to the front door perfectly, when they brought me in, I had imprinted every direction in my mind.

If I just kept on going, I would be there, I would be free.

I saw a Sida approaching and quickly hid at the back of a statue. It was a statue of a bat. Very large and it covered me well.

Having a small physique paid off after all.

The Sida passed and I got out quickly, walking faster towards the direction I was heading to but the hallway seemed to be so long and dark. And I feared that I had gotten lost but I had to keep going. The doors all looked the same and the hallway was painted with a dark-red color. Vampires must really have a bad taste in decoration.

I was about the give up when I saw the stairs. The stairs that led to the lower floor.

Yes!!, I thought thanking my stars as I rand down the stairs only to be stopped by a voice.

“Where do you think you’re going?”