The Chosen (5 page)

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Aleksei stood at the tinted two-way window that framed his second floor office. He looked down at the club scene before him, the
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revelations of earlier tonight making his blood boil. He needed a good fuck tonight, a hard fuck with a female who didn’t mind if he was a little dominant. He scanned the throng of people below, the sex pouring off of them in waves of arousal and lust. It coated the air so much that he could smell it through the thick glass. He shoved his hands in his jean pockets, his heart thumping to the beat of the song playing through the speakers. He was about to turn away when something, or more so someone, snagged his attention.

Sitting at one of the tables was the most beautiful creature he ever laid eyes upon. He stared at her, unable to draw his attention away from her. Her dark hair cascaded around her face in soft curls. Her body was small and petite, fragile in its appearance but beautiful nonetheless. Her lips were full and pink—the perfect lips for doing delicious things. She wasn’t what he usually went for. He normally liked his females a little curvier with wide hips he could grip while he pounded into them. His eyes roamed over her small breasts and thin frame. She was far too delicate for the aggressive things he was accustomed to, but he bet she was a wild cat in bed—the innocent looking ones usually were.

He couldn’t imagine why he felt this way. He never felt such a strong, instantaneous lust for a female before. His fangs lengthened, and his cock thickened in anticipation of having her—from just staring at her. He couldn’t remember the last time he fed. It had to have been a while if a female was making him have this kind of reaction. He just needed to take her vein as he took her between her thighs, and all would be good.

Usually, he just fucked the females and left, but when he was forced to feed off of them, when he let his hunger grow too strong and he couldn’t control himself, he fed from them. It was a very intimate act, even more so than the actual act of having sex. He tried to avoid it, but sometimes he couldn’t. That had to be why she was having this effect on him. There was no other explanation for his insane
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emotions. It would probably be best if he did it tonight, though. He would need all his strength tomorrow night when they went on a hunt.

He continued to stare at her, hypnotized and enthralled by her.

The dress she wore left nothing to the imagination, and he wondered if she did it purposely to draw attention to herself—to make a male want her. The very idea of another male going near her made him fist his hands and grind his teeth. His cock already strained against the fly of his pants, reminding him of what it wanted, what he
needed
. He felt his eyes start to change, going from their normal blue to completely black. He couldn’t control himself, emotionally or physically, and that was a dangerous combination.

He could have found a willing female easily, but he knew the end result would be the same—wanting that one small female who had his cock screaming with arousal.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to get his body under control. It didn’t help much, but he was able to get his eyesight back to normal and make his fangs retract. His cock, on the other hand, got harder and more insistent in its demands. He brought his hand to his crotch and rubbed his dick. He continued to rub himself as he watched her, his eyes dropping to half mast as his lust intensified.

She stood, her long, slender legs perfect for wrapping around his waist. He growled low in his throat when he saw the male she sat with grab her wrist. He could easily hear their conversation even through the thick glass that separated them. The male’s words were caring and affectionate, and Aleksei calmed slightly. She walked away, the sway of her ass so tempting it made his mouth water. He already anticipated what her blood would taste like, sweet and addicting, like her pussy would no doubt be.

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Lana pushed the exit door open and was greeted with the cool night air as it stirred the hair around her face. Her surroundings were
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what she expected to find behind the massive club structure. A large pond sat ahead of her with thick trees lining three sides of the sparkling water. The moon shone high above, the stars reflecting from the water’s pristine surface like thousands of diamonds. She looked around, trying to spot Kayla. It was dark, but the moon illuminated enough of her surroundings that she could see fairly well. The only noise that penetrated the air was the gentle lap of the water kissing the shore.

She called Kayla’s name a few times but got no response. She walked toward the pond and sat on one of the many benches. The wind blew lightly, giving the air a little chill and causing goose bumps to form on her skin. Leaves rustled, and branches swayed as the wind continued on its journey. She was about to get up and search for Kayla when faint laughter came from the woods. Male and female voices sounded not too far away, the sounds coming closer and closer.

Kayla came out of the woods as graceful as a deer, laughing and talking with a man—the same man she pointed out earlier. They stood close together, not touching but still seeming intimate. As the two of them stepped fully out of the woods, they both stopped talking at the same time and looked at her.

“Lana, what are you doing out here? You really shouldn’t be alone out here.” Kayla took a step forward, her brows knitted in confusion.

Anger spiked in Lana at that moment, and she didn’t try to hide it.

“It’s not safe out here for me?” She looked at both of them. “You run outside, and I find you prancing out of the woods with some strange man, and
you’re
telling me it isn’t safe?” Lana pointed at the man and shot him a dirty look. He was so much bigger up close than when Lana saw him in the club. “I should tell your brother about this. He would be thrilled.” She didn’t mean to sound so childish, but she couldn’t believe how stupid Kayla had been.

“Calm down. I didn’t run off with some stranger. This is Adrik.

He works security at the club, and I’ve known him for years. Once I
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saw his face I was shocked at first. It’s been years since we saw each other.” She looked up at him, and Lana could see an unfamiliar emotion play across her features. “Kaleb probably didn’t recognize him at first. Adrik’s changed quite a bit.”

Lana felt the tension leave her body but only marginally.

“Come on, let’s go inside.” Kayla tried to take Lana’s hand, but she lightly shook her head.

“I want to sit out here for a little while. The club was getting crowded, and I need a little fresh air.”

“She’ll be fine. The club’s property is secured, and nothing will breech the perimeter.” Adrik spoke to Kayla, completely ignoring Lana in the process and pissing her off.

“I’m right here. Oh, and by the way, I’m a grown adult, and if I want to stay outside by myself for awhile, I don’t need your consent.”

It probably would have been wise to go back inside, but she was starting to feel cramped and hot in there. Adrik had said it was safe out here, and if Kayla trusted him Lana felt secure in her decision.

“Okay, but don’t be too long. You have your phone?”

“Yes, I have my phone and will call you if I need to.”

Kayla gave her one last disapproving look before she turned and walked away. Lana watched as the two of them headed back into the club, Kayla giggling at something Adrik said. She sat back down on the bench and watched the water continue to lap at the shore. The wind continued to rustle as the time slowly seeped by.

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“Don’t you read the papers?”

Lana jumped at the deep, accented voice that came from right behind her. She stood quickly and turned around. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her whole body tingled with adrenaline. The man in front of her had his hands up, palms facing her in an act of surrender.

“I’m so sorry. Please forgive me for frightening you. I only meant to wonder if you have not read the news.” He dropped his hands and smiled. “You should have an escort with you since times are not safe right now.”

She took a few steps back and eyed him. His size alone startled her. He was impossibly tall, at least a foot taller than her five foot five. His large body was packed with muscle and clearly defined through his shirt. His dark hair was cropped short, and his eyes looked light, maybe blue, but it was hard to tell. He placed his hands in his pockets, making his forearms bulge out. The first few buttons of his shirt were left open, giving her a glimpse of smooth skin. She felt silly just staring at him, but she was unable to tear her gaze from him. She drew her eyes away from his body and up into his chiseled face. He was gorgeous. She shook her head at how closely she was examining at him. Never had she felt so compelled to stare at a man before—to look at his body like she couldn’t control herself. She felt drawn to him, everything inside of her blossoming at the very sight and smell of him. She inhaled and actually closed her eyes. Oh yes, she could definitely smell him. The breeze gently stirred around them, his scent enveloping her.

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Aleksei hadn’t meant to scare the human female, but her fear poured off of her in waves of distress. His cock got impossibly hard from being in such close proximity to her. She smelled incredible, like sugar and honeysuckle. It had been ages since he took a human female—they were so very fragile. He smiled as her eyes roamed over his body, her arousal becoming thick and coating her. It smelled heavenly, and it took all of his willpower not to pounce on her right then. Even though she was aroused, he knew it wasn’t because of his
allure—
a
Blood Breeds pheromone that made them irresistible to humans. There was something very different about this female—

something that made all logic leave his brain.

When she opened her eyes, the pupils were dilated, lust reflecting back at him clearly. He inhaled deeply, knowing the arousal she felt was completely natural, totally untainted by his
allure
. He opened up his mind, probing her thoughts as to what she was thinking at that moment.

A wall blocked his entrance to her thoughts, something that never happened. Her mind was a blank slate, white in appearance to him.

Occasionally, he could see a word here and there pop into her mind, but he really had to concentrate. Never in his long existence had he come across a mortal or otherwise who could block their thoughts from him. That was his
gift,
the one special talent he was born with.

Like all Blood Breeds, he was born with a special trait—his was the ability to read minds. All it took was a light probe of their mind, and he could see their whole life before his very eyes. He knitted his eyebrows together and focused all his concentration on the female.

Again, all he got was the blank canvas, occasionally one of her thoughts crossing through his mind.

Have never been so aroused.

Gorgeous.

Stop staring at him.

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He could grasp what she was getting at, but he should have been able to hear every detail of her mind and see every image she had ever seen. This intrigued him. He shook his head and cleared his own mind, losing the concentration he built. He shouldn’t be concerning himself with flukes of nature since there were much bigger problems to worry about. He needed to fuck her and feed and then go hunting for
Bloodless.
All he needed was one night, no, not even one night, just a few hours to fuck her and feed from her. His cock throbbed through his jeans, and his fangs pricked the bottom of his lip. The metallic taste of his own blood slipped over his tongue, causing his need for her to increase. He could smell her blood flowing through her veins—a heady combination that had his cock giving a mighty jerk in his pants.

“What is your name,
milaya moya
?” His desire and hunger were so thick he couldn’t help but speak in his native language.

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Lana’s whole body relaxed. Her limbs and muscles went lax at the sight and smell of the man in front of her. He asked her something.

Her name, maybe? Her brain was hazed over in a lovely state of euphoria that she honestly had to ask herself that question.

“Your name, my sweet, what is it?”

She shook her head to clear the aroused haze and spoke in a mere whisper.

“Lana, my name is Lana Alexander. Wh-what’s your name?” Was that her voice that sounded so sultry? He was so close to her now that she got a full, concentrated dose of his scent, and it was intoxicating.

“Aleksei Draukowski.” He swept a hand behind him, gesturing toward the club. “This is my club.” His smile wasn’t forced, just a sexy lift of his lips.

She hadn’t heard anything he said aside from his name. Standing so close to him made her feel so feminine. His big body dwarfed hers,
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and she closed her eyes at the arousal that washed through her. Her vagina started to get wet, dripping into her panties as the fabric rubbed against her skin. Her nipples tightened against the lace fabric of her bra, the friction doing nothing but heightening her senses.

“What’s wrong with me? I’ve never felt this strongly for someone before.”

“I could say the same.”

He brought his hand up and gently ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek. She closed her eyes and turned her head into his embrace. It shouldn’t have felt so good, and she shouldn’t have gotten wetter by the simple act of his fingers touching her skin. She moaned aloud, not feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment by her actions.

“Come inside with me. I have an office upstairs where we can be alone.”

His voice brushed along her senses, causing her skin to prickle with awareness. “I don’t even know you. Why would I go anywhere with you?”