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“Only if…” Kenji paused, biting his bottom lip and allowing his four-inch fangs to stick fully out. “I’m invited.”

I came to the realization that Kenji was a fucking vampire. He probably wanted to suck me dry of all my blood and turn me into his mindless sex slave. This was fucking bullshit. Oh my goodness. My poor sister had probably already been turned into that other vampire’s concubine by now. I would have to kill the red-eyed vampire to free my sister from whatever mind spell he had her under. First, I had to get rid of Kenji. I wouldn’t kill him. I didn’t like how the thought of killing Kenji felt. It made my heart ache. I’d have to lose him somehow.

“Quinny,” Kenji said my name teasingly. Our eyes connected again. “Let me in, please?”

Chapter 4

Kenji Touré

The one thing I disliked about my kind was that we had one of the dumbest weaknesses in the world. We could withstand being set on fire, electrocuted, hit by a car, or shot. Anything you could name, we could survive. But put a fucking doorway to a house in stopped us in our tracks. Put a fucking doorway in front of us and it was over. A person could hide out in their house from a normal vampire until daybreak, and everything was fine and dandy. While that worked for most vampires, it didn’t work so well for me. But that didn’t stop this shit from getting on my last nerves.

However, this was a minor setback. I had other ways to get Quinny to come to me. I sensed no one else was in the house, so I would put up with my soulmate’s little game. She’d have no other option than to give in to me. It wasn’t like she’d be able to resist our connection for long. Eventually she’d give into her desire no matter how much she tried.

“You’re a vampire?” Quinny asked, turning her lips up.

“I am.” I smiled, showing her my fangs again.

“I’m not going to be your fucking mindless sex slave! You might as well go find another bitches blood to drain.” She yelled, catching me off guard.

I laughed at Quinny. That had to be one of the silliest things a human came up with about vampires. Did we suck blood? Yes, it was how we survived, but we didn’t go around draining people of their blood. We didn’t even need that much blood to sustain us. We could drink two or three pints of blood and be fine for months. That was a perk of being part of the non-living.

We had all the same organs as humans; however, they didn’t function the same because we weren’t living. Since we didn’t have a blood of our own to flow through our bodies it made our organs dry up and that’s where drinking blood came in. The blood we drank was really to keep our organs hydrated so they could function properly. We didn’t have to eat food like humans if we didn’t want to. There was no real purpose for us to do so. Our stomachs didn’t process food the same way. It took weeks for meat and other food to be fully digested and that made us sluggish. Human food tasted good but it wasn’t worth dealing with the after effects. Now alcohol was an entirely different story. Liquor had a greater effect on vampires because our bodies held on to the liquor longer. Although it did take more liquor for us before we felt anything. I didn’t drink often but I had my days of being drunk and wild.

I supposed humans had no other option besides making up silly folklore about vampires since they didn’t truly know of our existence. We lived in the shadows of society. Our elders decided long ago that it was best if we kept our existence a secret. Humans feared what was different from them, which often made them act irrationally. It was better for them and us if they speculated about vampires rather than knowing that we were real. There were some humans who knew of our existence. Plenty of vampires had humans as their soulmates, and we had to feed too. But the majority had no idea we were real and probably never would.

“Tell me, why would I drain all your blood?” I asked her curiously with a sly grin.

“Isn’t that what vampires do? Drain an innocent human's blood then make her their personal slut.” Quinny said, throwing her hands in the air.

I laughed at her goofy assumptions.“Not any vampires I’ve seen.”

“Whatever,” she said, waving me off. “You’ll tell me anything to get me out of this house.”

I shrugged. “Not necessarily. You can always let me in, please.” I smiled, not because I thought anything was funny, but because I could smell Quinny.

Not only was she breathtakingly beautiful, she smelled like heaven too. Every time we locked eyes her pussy gushed, sending her scent into the air. I couldn’t wait to taste her.

“I’ll pass,” She smartly replied. I saw her discreetly clenched her legs together. I should have called her frownin’ as out but I let her make it.

Fuck, her scent was going to make me lose my mind. That’s what really slowed me down earlier. Not that little hit to my nuts Quinny called herself doing. I recovered from that shit before she even made it to the cornfields. When I had her pussy in the palm of my hand, her juices leaked through the thin leggings she wore leaving a trail of her juices. I honestly got sidetracked, getting lost in her scent on my hand. My tongue watered as I lapped up her juices from my hand and if I wasn’t already gone off of Quinny before. That moment sealed the deal, I wanted Quinny more than I ever did before. My mouth watered now thinking about how good the little sample of her tasted. I needed more. If I knew she’d planned on going into a house I would have done the same thing Benji had done but I never minded a chase, it always added some extra excitement.

“For now.” I said winking at her.

“So, what do you want from me?” she asked, her arms wrapped around her body protectively.

“I told you we were soulmates.”

“What the hell does that mean?” she pouted, looking confused.

“Simply, you were made for me, and I was made for you. The longer we’re around each other, the harder it will be for you to resist me. Eventually, you’ll come to me willingly.”

“You’ll compel me or something?”

“I can’t do that unless I feed from you, but I don’t want to feed from you,” I answered honestly.

We could compel humans once we fed on their blood. Some vampires kept a few humans they’d feed from on a regular basis or would use them to run errands. More often than not, we made them forget about our existence after we fed from them.

“But you want to fuck me.” She smartly said as she began pacing from side to side.