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Feed the Hunger - 8/? (*slash*)
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~RHYNO'S POV~
Shannon whimpers as he draws his bloody, bruised body into a fetal position before me. I see his blood and my
semen smeared all over his lithe body.
The first coupling is always the most painful for mere humans. He must learn that I'm the alpha male, and to obey
and submit to me willingly. Since he is not of the werewolf bloodline, he will not be as strong as Matt and Jeff, but
he will be close. Mortals will fear him.
I grin as Matt and Jeff enter the room. Noticing Shannon, they practically pounce onto the bed. They circle him at
first, sniffing and nudging the trembling, frightened creature before them.
I know that they will smell my scent and not harm him, but Shannon doesn't know that and he lays perfectly still,
too frightened to move, much less breathe.
I smile as they snuggle close to their new brother. With Shannon in the middle, I watch mesmerized as sleep claims
all three of them.
My acute hearing picks up movement outside.
"They're in here," one man whispers to his partner.
I sniff the air.
Slayers.
I glance at my three pups as I transform into my true werewolf form. Two hundred years of rage and hate boil
inside of me as I slide from an open window into the darkness. My black fur shimmering in the glow of the
moonlight as I slip into the bushes and trees surrounding the house.
I haven't eaten in two hundred years and a slayer would taste real good right now. I have to control my hunger and
rage. I have to remember to save one of them for Shannon when he awakens. Maybe he'll share with Matt and
Jeff.
~TRISH'S POV~
I caress Chris' face as I pull him to me, burying his face in my bosom. I resist the urge to lick away the small
amount of Stacy's blood that is at the corner of his mouth.
He is still saddened by the fact that he had to take another person's life in order to live, but soon that sadness will
pass as the vampire in him becomes stronger.
"It's alright, my beloved," I whisper, glancing down at Stacy as she lays limp on the floor. Her eyes open wide in
terror.
I kick her lifeless body. Eliminating the competition had been so easy.
"Come," I whisper leading him to the bed.
He clings to me. "I killed her," he whispers almost tearfully.
"Forget about it," I coo. "She was nothing."
I press him down on the bed, following closely. I press my lips to his. He is reluctant at first, but soon the passion
burns inside of him as it does me.
"Trish," he whispers.
I jump as my senses pick up a unique smell from so long ago. I press a finger to his lips silencing him as I use my
senses to identify and locate the intruder.
Slayer.
This slayer is too close to home, and I must protect my beloved. They've only sent one for me. I guess they think
I'm weak because I'm a woman. Well, just wait until I get ahold of this particular slayer. I lick my lips in
anticipation.
~MARCUS' POV~
My angels cling close together on the bed as I crawl onto it with them. I can sense their nervousness, but I can also
sense their arousal. I growl and bare my fangs.
Jason whimpers, but Adam merely smiles. I can see it in his eyes. He will make a beautiful, vicious vampire.
Just as I'm about to claim them as mine, I hear voices from outside.
"It's Regal. The bastards got Regal!" One of the slayers exclaims to his partner.
"Shhh, do you want the blood suckers to hear us?"
"Too late," I growl under my breath.
I'm immediately standing and pulling my pants back on. I glance at my two angels who look scared and confused.
"We have visitors, but nothing to worry about. Looks like I found the next meal for you two, and it looks like you
won't have to share, either," I chuckle as I head out to find the two slayers.
Adam grins at me, "Can I come along for the Hunt?"
"Me, too?" Jason pipes in.
"Of course. I could never deny you two anything," I whisper, "But you must stay right with me."
They nod in understanding as we slip from the dwelling.
~TBC~
