Vampire Love: Fated Mates and Paranormal Bully Romance (Supernatural Alphas)

by Marian Tee

  His smirk was her only warning, and then his fangs slid through the side of her neck. Pleasure burst inside her, Zari’s body arching against Alexandru’s as her senses swam. He drank from her, and she embraced him more and more tightly with every sip, her arms and legs locking around him.

  There was nothing like this, the sweet, sinfully drugging beauty of feeding her Master, and she rocked against him, breathless and silently begging him to never stop.

  The sinuous movements of his pet’s body were intoxicating, making Alexandru want to drink from her more and more. But he forced himself to stop in the end, not wanting her half-conscious when he took her. He wanted her alive and aware the moment he possessed her with his cock, wanted to hear her make noise because she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  Zari couldn’t help but sob when Alexandru retracted his fangs. He licked her skin to help it heal, pressing a kiss to the same spot afterwards as if apologizing for ending it. “Master.” She moaned, the only thing she was capable of saying to express her acute need for him.

  “I know, pet.” His hands caressed her breasts, making them swell against his palms. He licked her nipples, using his fangs, and instead of fearing its treacherous sharpness, she was aroused by it, her nipples puckering up.

  “Master…” Her moan was louder, more plaintive, and he could have listened to it over and over because he loved it when she was like this. She never asked for anything, this pet of his…or at least she didn’t ask him for anything but this.

  And this, the passion, the desire, the pleasure, he would more than gladly give to her. Fuck her until they were both out of their minds, for as long as she wanted.

  He sucked her nipples until she was panting loudly, her nails scraping so hard against his back he knew it would leave marks. But still he continued sucking, using his tongue and fangs to play with her nipples until he got what he wanted, her legs tightening around his waist, and she was grinding her lower body against his, pressing her pussy against his cock.

  The friction it caused was delicious, the way she rubbed and ground her wonderfully moist flesh against his rigid erection slowly driving him out of his mind as well.

  Her fingers tightened around his hair, forcibly pulling his head off her nipples, and he let her because he liked it when she was a fierce little kitty like this.

  Her eyes had turned into a stormy shade of gray. “Master, take me.” A demand and a plea.

  “As you wish, pet.” And he used his preternatural speed to take her by surprise.

  His pet screamed, the shock of his cock sliding into her – when it was nowhere even near her pussy a second before – intensifying the pleasure.

  “Master.” She panted it out, screamed, whispered, moaned – she released whatever sound she needed to ease the ache inside her body, one that only Alexandru could satisfy.

  His cock was like a large, hungry animal, and only her body could feed it. His cock devoured her, taking and taking more with each thrust. And she gave, oh, she gave his cock everything it wanted because deep inside, that was what she wanted. As his human pet, she wanted him to feed from her, to be satisfied with her and by her, forever.

  His need going out of bounds, Alexandru could no longer control his thrusts. His body slammed against her, his cock plunging inside her, over and over.

  This time, when Alexandru growled her name, she didn’t mind it because this time, it didn’t sound like goodbye.

  “Zari,” he gritted out. His hands clasped the cheeks of her butt, tightening. “I want you to come with me.”

  “Yes, Mas---aaaaaaaaah!” Again, he had used his powers to take her by surprise, his cock moving so fast and hard no human could ever think of matching it. It was like a machine, but God, in such a good way, so fast and hard she wished he could pound into her forever.

  She came, as fast and hard as his thrusts, and only moments passed before he was shouting her name again, his seed pouring inside her, hot and creamy, and so good it made Zari throw her head back even as she clung to him as tightly as she could. She wanted it all, didn’t want a single drop of his come to leak out of her. If she couldn’t have her Master’s heart, surely it was okay to have even just this.

  Her eyes drifted closed again as she felt the aftershocks of her release fade. Dimly, she felt her Master kissing her forehead. She protested drowsily when she felt him pulling away, but it didn’t stop him, her Master only chuckling and pressing a kiss on her lips. She could have sworn he whispered he wouldn’t leave her, but she was too tired, too sleepy, to be sure.

  When she woke up, her Master was gone. Panic bubbled inside her, but she forced it down, trying to keep herself calm as she reached for her phone. She only wanted to check if she had a message from Alexandru, but instead the dead came calling, sending a vision so horrid it had her crying.

  ****

  GREEN.

  The color of leaves above him as the world started to blur. Someone was drinking from his neck, and because Zari was inside him, this man who was dying, she felt like that person was drinking from her.

  It hurt, so much because it had taken his (her) killer fifteen painful minutes to rip a hole in his neck. God, if he (she) had known, he (she) would have given his (her) attacker his (her) own knife instead.

  Kill me now. That was what he (she) wanted to say.

  Pain merged their thoughts, his and hers, and the green leaves around him seemed to merge as well, or maybe it was just because they were dying, making their imaginations start to play tricks on their minds.

  A shadow fell over them, the world temporarily losing its greenness.

  Now, the world had the face of their killer.

  And it was not Rhapsody.

  Chapter Three

  The door was open, allowing him to enter the workshop without knocking. He found her bent over the desk, several open books before her. Her long blonde hair fell against one shoulder, exposing the lovely slim column of her throat. The sight of it had his fangs coming out, and memories of the taste of her blood had his body hardening. There just wasn’t any pleasure that could match what he felt when drinking from her.

  His presence masked, he was able to stand directly behind her without her hearing a thing. He cupped her nape, and as she gasped in surprise, he already had her facing him and stealing a kiss from her sweet lips.

  When he pulled away, the way she looked at him had Alexandru kissing her again and again, until both of them were panting, bodies straining against each other.

  “You shouldn’t be doing that,” she said breathlessly when he lifted his head.

  “Then don’t look at me like that. Like you want me but can’t have me.” He brought her hand to his cheek, and turning his head slightly, he brushed his lips against her palm. It was made coarse by hard work, but it didn’t repel him. Rather, it made him proud, the way she fought so hard to be independent and carve an identity for herself. This coarseness was the result of the many people she had helped, of lives she had saved with her very own hands.

  “You have me,” Alexandru whispered. “You always had me. Just say the word and I’ll let everyone know who owns me.”

  Lord Erou Damaschin stood next to her in the forest, his boyishly handsome face sober as he studied the outline on the ground. Or at least that was what he had said. The outline of where the corpse had been found was drawn using a special ink, one only otherworlders could see.

  Zari tried to keep still as she waited for Erou’s conclusions. With golden hair and eyes, fair skin, and a gentlemanly air about him, he looked every inch the nobleman that he was, being the son of the Earl of Avere. If not for the soldier’s uniform he was wearing, no one would have guessed what his chosen profession was.

  “To reach this spot,” Erou murmured, “you would either have to come from the school or the other end of the forest, which borders the town proper.”

  “I don’t think he’d have been able to enter and exit the school without anyone noticing,” Zari said.

  �
��I think so, too.”

  “But…” Zari glanced at the forest, which she herself hadn’t ventured into. “He couldn’t have made it here through that, could he? Unless all those stories about poisonous plants are just stories?”

  ‘Creepy’ didn’t just cover it. The trees were bent with age, their leaves not just dark and withered but black. No matter how much she squinted, everything in the forest was black. The age-spotted trunks, the rotting leaves, the mud-swathed ground…it was all just black.

  Something inside her head clicked. “Lord Erou,” Zari gasped. “He didn’t die here.”

  Erou straightened. “What do you mean?”

  “In my vision…one of the last things he saw was green. The leaves above him, they were green. So he died in a forest, but not this forest.”

  “So that’s why.” Erou crouched down, brushing his fingers on the ground. “When someone dies, the person would usually leave some kind of essence, a remnant of his last dying moments. But this one…I wasn’t able to sense anything.”

  When Erou came to his feet, his gaze was troubled. “I hope you haven’t made your interest in this case obvious.” If it had been up to him, he wouldn’t have allowed her to come here. But since he wasn’t her Master, all Erou had been able to do was accompany Zari and make sure she was safe.

  Zari couldn’t meet his gaze.

  That wasn’t good. “Lady Zari?”

  “I, umm, might have…befriended…one of the suspects in the case?”

  Erou groaned.

  “But it’s just because everyone thought she was the one who killed the man even though they have no proof at all,” she said defensively. “I felt bad for her and so I just wanted to talk to her and then…” Her voice trailed off.

  “You know what I think?” He took a step closer to her. In the past, doing so would have made her back away. But she didn’t, which convinced him further that his hunch was right.

  “All this is just your way of distracting yourself about what’s really bothering you.”

  She looked away, muttering, “Nothing’s bothering me.”

  “Yes, there is. Something has been bothering you since the time we caught the serial killer at the library.” She had almost died there, and thinking about it still made Erou’s heart race. Even though he had spent so many years in the company of humans, pretending to be like them as part of his job, their fragility had never really dawned on him until he realized how Zari had placed herself in mortal danger, using her visions to track down a killer who had been preying on the humans in town.

  Since then, Erou had been unable to stop himself from keeping an eye on her, and it was for that reason he was able to tell her, “I know you’ve been skipping classes, too.”

  Her eyes widened.

  “The school’s administration is very understanding and forgiving, but it has its limits. If you continue with what you’re doing, you could be suspended – even expelled.” He paused. “I’m sure it was what’s on Lord Alexandru’s mind as well and why he came back mid-hunt.”

  This was news to Zari. “I didn’t know he hadn’t finished the hunt.” Alexandru had made it seem like it was done, she thought uneasily. Was that so she wouldn’t feel guilty like she was feeling now?

  The revelation didn’t please Erou. Anything that hinted of the powerful hunter thinking of Zari as something more than his human pet was definitely not good news, at least not where he was standing.

  He looked at Zari. Eighteen. Soul seer. Human. They were not the ideal pair, but the urge to claim her vibrated strong and constant like his heartbeat. There was something about her that made him feel. All these years, honor and pride in his work had been the only things that kept him going. But they had not made him feel alive.

  Only Zari did.

  When he had been dying, she had come to his aid, uncaring of the rules she would break. That they had been strangers then didn’t matter to her either. “That day,” Erou heard himself say. “Why did you do it? Why did you let me feed on you when Alexandru’s your Master?”

  “You were dying---”

  He shook his head. “No. I don’t think that’s just it.” He captured her wrist when she was about to turn away, using his strength to pull her back. She gasped as their bodies came into contact, his muscular body making her feel even softer against him.

  Zari said nervously, “Lord Erou, please let me go.” She couldn’t understand what had gotten into her friend. He had never been this…insistent. Although he had let her know from the very start that he wanted her to be his pet instead of Alexandru’s, he had always respected her decision.

  Until now that was.

  Erou said quietly, “I’ve been called by my father. I need to go back to Chalys and stay there indefinitely.”

  Oh.

  “I want you to come with me.”

  Her heart broke at the words. “Lord Erou…”

  His lips curved in a bleak smile. “That’s what I figured.”

  Her heart hurt a little more. “I can’t,” she whispered.

  “That’s why I asked. That’s why I hope you can answer.”

  She wanted to look away from his gaze because she knew what she was about to say would hurt. But she didn’t. Lord Erou deserved her to face his feelings head on, just as he had shown her his feelings openly, even if he had known from the start that she belonged to someone else.

  “I was thinking of my Master.” Even though her voice wavered, her gaze remained steady on him. “I thought that if I gave my blood to you, the day would come that when he needed the same help, there would be another person who would do the same thing for him.”

  And so it was always the hunter, he thought. Always had been the hunter.

  ****

  “You have been crying.” Rhapsody’s words were matter-of-fact like they always were when she made the observation. Zari was in the other girl’s room. When Erou had insisted on walking her back, she had found herself blurting out about wanting to visit Rhapsody first. Anything was better than having Erou take her straight to her Master’s rooms. Above all, Erou and Alexandru should not come face to face, especially not today.

  At the girl’s words, Zari leaned back to check her reflection on the full-length mirror mounted on the wall, and the red eyes that stared back at her made Zari wince.

  “Did Lord Erou make you cry?”

  Zari was startled. “You know him?”

  “Part of my lessons during home schooling was to know every important member of Chalysian society.”

  “You’re amazing,” she told Rhapsody honestly.

  “No. I’m just being practical.” The tone was as practical, without any sense of bragging or false modesty.

  Zari sighed. “I wish I could be more like you.” If she was, maybe none of this would hurt as much. Something occurred to her, and she asked haltingly, “Have you…have you studied about heartkeeping?” She held her breath.

  “Of course.”

  “You have?”

  “What do you want to know about it?” No curiosity, just a practical offer of help.

  Zari beamed. “I think I love you, Rhapsody.”

  Slowly, the other girl blinked. “I apologize. I am not a lesbian.”

  Zari burst into laughter. “It was just an expression, silly.” She turned to face Rhapsody directly, who was seated in front of the computer, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she typed her daily letter to her Master – information that Rhapsody had also voluntarily given up. With the other girl, Zari thought with a smile, what you saw was what you really got.

  “What is a heartkeeper?”

  “The closest term to it would probably be ‘soulmates’. Every creature with demon blood---”

  Zari paled. Demon blood? Lord Alexandru had…demon blood?

  “---is born without a soul. Not having a soul makes it difficult for one to be good. That’s the simplest way to define their challenge. Their only hope of gaining a soul is through a heartkeeper – a person destined to
share his or her soul with the one with demon blood.” Rhapsody paused in her typing, looking at Zari as she asked, “Do you wish to know more?”

  “Lord Alexandru…he has demon blood?”

  “He is half-demon, yes. His father was a demon, his mother a vampire.”

  “And all the years he’s lived, he didn’t have a soul?”

  Rhapsody hesitated. “I do not like talking about hearsay.”

  “I do,” Zari answered promptly.

  “What I will tell you has not been confirmed,” Rhapsody warned.

  “I still want to hear it.”

  The other girl said slowly, “It’s been said…that in his younger days, he had fallen in love with another vampire. And that girl was the one who saved him, her heart acting like his soul.”

  Chapter Four

  Alexandru watched her prepare to leave. She had come a long way to reach this point in her life. To be strong and independent, to have the power to help others. She was no weakling, this woman of his, but even so, it did not stop worry from darkening his thoughts and making his heart heavy. He said abruptly, “I don’t like you doing this.”

  She didn’t look at him, didn’t stop packing her things as she said, “I know. But this is what I’m meant to do.”

  “Is it?” Alexandru couldn’t stop himself from asking.

  Her hands stilled. The air became cold with her sadness. He almost took the words back but he didn’t because it was what he felt.

  Still not turning to look at him, she said softly, “Yes. It is…because I don’t want my life to be defined just by what we feel for each other. I don’t want people to only remember me because of who I am to you.”

  “Another demon’s involved in this, am I right?” Sir Richard voiced his speculation reluctantly, and it was clear to see on his face that he already knew the answer to it.

  “It’s the only possible way for the victim to get into this place,” Alexandru answered. The two of them were locked inside the headmaster’s office, which was hidden high on the school’s tallest tower. Although most people thought of the chubby vampire as clumsy and harmless, Alexandru knew it was only a façade and that the other man was, in fact, one of the most vigilant protectors the school had on its side.