Bond bites

Nyx squinted her eyes in the lowly lit room, gasping when her eyes finally adjusted to the view of the room.

Large red drapes surrounded the whole room, the chandeliers burning with candles. Large black plush rugs splayed on the floor. Suddenly she felt the soft fluffy quilt on her skin she jumped down the bed.

"I see you have awoken,"

A voice and a person she hadn't realized was in the room startled her she let out a shrill scream before lunging back on the bed.

"Where...where am I?!" Dipping her hand into the pant of her combat boot, she noticed all of her weapon had been missing.

A male walked out of the looming shadows, his hair in a low ponytail, he had a black trouser on with brown shirt. When he neared, she let out another scream.

"You! Where is this?! Why am I here with you?! What have you done to my shit?!"

The next thing she felt was her back being pressed into the bed, he looked pissed—not the kind of pissed when she cut his head off, this pissed was on another level. The red in his eyes had devoured any signs of white that had ever existed there.

"How can such a lousy thing as you be mine? And if it's all those foolish weapons you're carrying on you that's shit, I got rid of them." He spoke, disgust evident in his eyes and words. His eyes scrutinized her like she was the most terrible thing he'd ever seen.

"Yours? What the hell—"

She cried out when he sucked on her neck, his hand at her waist tightening spontaneously. She grabbed unto his shoulders, panting when she felt his tongue lick the surface of her skin.

He didn't try to bite her, no. His cold lips played with the flesh of her neck, licking and teasing she felt her juices gush between her legs. He groaned, moving back.

"What was that?!" She asked alarmed.

"Never. You will never be my mate!" He countered determinedly.

Remembering he'd bit her in that very spot she clasped a hand over her mouth. "What have you done to me?"

"Nothing. On the contrary, your body is only reacting to the bond that had been created between us." He got up and sat at the edge of the bed.

She leaned back up with a scowl, "What bond? I swear i will kill you if I find out you've messed with a part of my body with that vampire thingy you do."

"This bond," he motioned between them, "and I think you've already tried to kill me and that didn't turn out well and there's so much more I'll do to your body asides messing with it," he scoffed.

She glared at him, and he met hers with one that was as cold as hers.

"I don't care about any stupid bond, let me go. Now!" She seethed.

She felt her back being pressed back into the bed again, his brows crinkled with a frown and he hissed out.

"Now now, bug. You have nowhere to go, you stay here with me and trust me when I say this, bond or not, I'll make your life a living hell." He whispered fiercely.

The door swung open and two girls walked in, one fully dressed, one in clothes that barely covered her ass and tits.

"Draven, the court seeks your pressence." The clothed girl curtesied politely.

He hesitated at first, his eyes lingering on hers but eventually he climbed down the bed, straightening his shirt.

"Get her ready for me before I return Zurie." He sighed.

What the fuck was he talking about?

"Get who ready?! Are you deaf? Or just dumb? The only thing you lots are gonna be doing is letting me go, right now!"

He tsked, "It'll be best if you shut up bug, maybe then, you wouldn't die quickly from that poison inside of you."

"What?!" Poison?! "What poison?!"

"The one inside of you," he shrugged.

He'd poisoned her?!

If she'd died from his bite and had returned then she only had one more life to go. If she'd exhausted her three rounds like they'd called it at the hunters camp then that was it, she was a goner.

"Why the fuck would you poison me?!" She shouted.

"Would it make you feel any better if I told you I felt like it? I know hunters are prone to dying and returning but judging by the number of times you've died today, I doubt if you still have much life left. And if you still prove stubborn and decide to die, I will poison you until you run out of life and become docile. So which are you going to do? Sit there and die? Or obey me and take the antidote later?"

She wanted to let out streams of colorful courses but she bit her tongue. He was right, she didn't have much life left. After hesitating for a few minutes she climbed down the bed begrudgingly.

"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" He chuckled, obviously enjoying himself.

With that, he turned and walked out.

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She'd let them bathe her when they insisted they would, she'd let them defile her face with heavy makeup but this, she wasn't going to do.

"I'm not going to fucking wear that! No way!" She pointed at the skimpy one piece white chiffon skirt complimented with an equally despicable crop top that said 'bunny', that could barely cover her breast if she wore them. Not to even talk of the pink g–stringed pant that covered just her front.

Was he planning on pimping her? This vampire dude was surely out of his mind.

"His majesty wouldn't like that. He's given his orders, which was to wear you this."

Majesty?

"Well, fuck you and your majesty!" She snapped the roped on the pink robe she wore, knotting it properly before pushing them out of her way and storming out to go find the lunatic.