The Taste of Seduction

The man gave her a cruel anticipatory smile as he approached her.

Her heart pounded as he approached. Meredith swallowed and tried to appear brave even though her heart was in her throat right now.

"What do you want?!" She questioned.

The man\'s smile widened as he purred, "You know exactly what I want. Ever since I saw you I have been curious about how you taste. It\'s rare for a lowly human to come to the realm."

"Marcus will kill you." Meredith seethed.

The man smirked and advanced on her steadily! Meredith panicked. When he reached her, he brought his hand up to stroke her face. Meredith flinched away from his touch,

"The prince wouldn\'t care if I played with you. He has far more important things to worry about instead of a lowly human."

Meredith was knocked into the brick wall-pretty

painfully. Her eyes bulge wide with fear.

She struggled against his hold as he pinned her arms above her head with his other hand. Meredith screamed against his hand, trying to bite it. All she got was a mouth full of calloused palm.

"Unless you enjoy being punished, I suggest you are not naughty." He chuckled, "Well at least not in that way. I fully expect you to be naughty in every other way. Do you like whips and chains, my dear? Because I do."

Meredith stared at him, fear written all over her face. A wave of apprehension washed over her.

His gaze raked down her body. He smiled and

murmured, "Oh look, you\'re trembling. Are you scared?"

Meredith let out a muffled "let me go!", She kicked him in the groin, her pointed toe heel digging into his flesh.

The man groaned in pain and released her.

Meredith took advantage and bolted to the door but there was no way she could outrun a vampire. He moved in a blur and stepped in front of her.

"You really shouldn\'t have done that. Now I\'m pissed."

Meredith shook her head and took a step back.

"No you can\'t. Please. Help! Someone help me!"

He gave her an open mouth smile, running his

tongue across the inside of his lower lip and took a

taunting step forward. Prowling like a cat about to

play with its food.

Meredith took a step back until her back hit the wall.

He advanced on her steadily and Meredith panicked.

When he reached her, he brought his hand up to

stroke her face. Meredith flinched away from his touch, tears falling down her cheeks. She couldn\'t believe history was repeating herself. Why her…why always her.

She closed her eyes and she felt his fingertips come up to play with her lips. She tried to hold still, afraid of provoking him further. But as he moved his fingers lower to her neck and into her cleavage she couldn\'t stop herself and tried to shove him off her with her free hand.

Instantly he snatched that hand and pinned it to

the wall as well. He growled excitedly as he pressed his lower half into her.

Meredith tried to squirm away from his protruding erection but couldn\'t break his grip.

He purred, "You see, there is a part of me that

doesn\'t want to break you too quickly. I think I\'m

going to thoroughly enjoy fucking you while you try

to fight me."

Her eyes were watering, letting the feeling of terror sink in.

No, She was not going to get raped, she doesn\'t think she will survive if this happens again.

"Help! Someone help me!"

"Come on, scream." He laughed as he brought both of his hands together over her head and clasped them in one of his.

She started quaking- anxiety building up in

throat as pressure built up in her chest, tears

dripping silently as she clenched her fists.

They flew towards his face, but he easily blocked them, her actions amusing him. He let out a chortle and Meredith felt disgusted. What kind of sick man was he?

One of his hands slides underneath her dress

and between her thighs, trying to separate them. Meredith pressed them together harder,with her eyes closed.

She realized in horror what he planned to do, and

fought him with every bit of strength she had, twisting and turning her body to try to break free. It was to to no avail. If anything, it only excited him more.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she pleaded with him,

"Please no! Please don\'t do this!"

Icy tendrils robbed her of action, freezing her in place when she suddenly felt his fingers against her underwear.

Meredith clamped her legs shut to keep him from penetrating any further.

He whispered in herbear, "Oh you don\'t want to make me mad. Now be a good girl and open your legs for me. I promise it won\'t be all bad. I am confident I can make you beg for more. I can fuck better than the prince."

"You\'re crazy! Marcus will kill you. You piece of shit."

The man\'s expression hardened and he grabbed her jaw. "I was going to make our first time pleasant, but I can see you are going to need a little bit of discipline first."

She could feel he was clearly getting aggravated at her defiance.

His fingernails dug into her flesh and she let out a weak sob.

He pulled his hand out from under her dress and began to unbutton his pants instead as he continued,

Meredith closed her eyes but suddenly the door opened and she abruptly opened her eyes.

She was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the man by his neck, and what she saw next shocked her to the deepest core.

Marcus\'s eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile.

"You fucking dare to touch my woman?." He stated in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward

The man\'s eyes bulged wide in fear and he dropped Meredith on the floor. Marcus\'s gaze averted to her and then in a blur in moved in a flash and ripped the man\'s heart out.

The last thing she remembered was Marcus holding a heart dripping with blood in his hands.