(18+) Temptress Of The Night

Atticus’s POV

As I sit in the VIP booth knowing and waiting for Priscilla.. I mean it’s been years already but who cares about a few more minutes or hours. I sit thinking in my head when I catch her scent oh warm cashmere mixed with sandalwood with the sweetest marshmallow tinge (f**k how that scent sends me wild every time) through the club and I remember exactly why I’m here, this girl will be the death of me she’s already ran again. Not for long tho

I find myself in front of luxury apartments hmm she’s obviously not doing to bad for herself haha, this girl must think I’m dumb if she thinks I don’t know where she is exactly in this building obviously she forgets the kind of man she’s been dealing with. I wait for a few hours to let her feel safe and think I’m nowhere around. I feel her heartbeat slow and her breaths go into a deep sleep. I click my fingers and just like that I find myself in her bed watching her sleep peacefully not knowing that there’s a vampire right next to her studying her like prey. I slowly run my fingers up her back and I feel her awake her anxiety and fear strike me,

“There’s no point pretending to be asleep baby girl, you gave so much making up to do” I say..

and her scent fills my nose, my instincts kick in and I can’t help myself and I’m sure as hell not numbing any pain from the bite she’s about to receive. I grab her just under her jawline and push the back of her head into the crook of my shoulder and bite her beautiful neck. All I can focus on is the deliciously sweet blood of hers fillling my mouth. She screams and goes limp in my arms, I smile and stop and take my fangs out. It’s time to take her home but oh does she have some making up to do.