Prey

Disclaimer: These characters belong to Pixelberry, I’m just borrowing them for a moment

Author’s note: I was not planning on writing this, but then a conversation with some friends about the Adrian diamond scene happened and this idea popped into my head and refused to leave.  This is my first smut-type piece ever so… yeah. Special thanks to my Beta for reassuring me this is not absolute crap.

 This is a, pretty much entirely smutty, extension/re-envisioning of the ch. 9 diamond scene with Adrian and contains remnants of dialogue from the chapter.

This involves a headcanon of mine that my MC (Mina) offers to have Adrian feed from her after he takes the serum and they spend the day in the sun together.

 Summary: Mina makes Adrian an offer in the castle library and things get heated.

The drink she’d had was strong, sure, but that is not the reason for the unrivaled intoxication seeping into every cell of her body. No, Mina knows the real cause is him, Adrian; his body pressing her against the cool glass, his soft lips leaving a trail of burning kisses down her neck, his strong hands steadying her when her legs threaten to buckle under the pleasure. And she welcomes it, drowning in her desire for him.

Something in the corner of her eye catches her attention when her mind clears for a split second; Adrian’s eyes glow a warm red. With anyone else, the look of pure predatory hunger that swims in his irises would be enough to send Mina into a state of panic, but with Adrian it starts a fire deep within her core. She knows what he needs and she wants to give it to him; her and no one else. She’s aware that won’t always be possible, but it’s possible now and she’s determined to pounce on this opportunity.

“Adrian,” She breathes into his ear, and feels the rumble of her name on her collar bone where his lips continue their fiery assault. She can barely think, feels herself begin pulled into the fog again, but forces her mind to stay focused one moment longer.

“Adrian, do you need to… feed?” When he pulls his head back slightly Mina instantaneously aches for the feel of his mouth on her bare skin once more.

“I… I can do that later, but now…” He responds, brushing her hair aside and placing searing kisses behind her ear. His voice is low, but Mina hears the truth inside it none the less.

“You can feed from me, again. I don’t mind, actually I…” Her words are cut off by a deep but brief kiss before she’s released completely from Adrian’s embrace.

Mina begins to wonder if she was wrong to offer. Maybe it wasn’t what he wanted. Had she misread him before, had he not enjoyed their previous intimate moment together as much as she had?

Suddenly her hand is captured by Adrian’s and she’s being led across the library at a pace so brisk it feels more like being dragged. Their brief expedition ends when they reach a small, yet still ornately decorated, room. It’s some sort of private reading room, Mina realizes. Bookshelves line the walls and several gold lamps are precisely placed around plush chairs and sofas.

Adrian leads Mina to a couch where they promptly sit down nearly on top of one another, their hands still intertwined.

He locks gazes with her. While his eyes still glow red, there’s mostly tenderness in them now, and a fleck of hesitation.

“You’re sure?” He asks.

“Yes. Completely.”

Evidently that was all he needed to hear. As soon as the words leave her mouth Mina is pushed backwards towards one end of the couch, her head landing awkwardly on a soft red velvet pillow. Adrian positions himself over her and a look crosses his face Mina has never seen before, one almost resembling mischief. She closes her eyes, eagerly awaiting the mix of pain and pleasure she’d felt before.

But it doesn’t come.

Instead, warm lips and prickly stubble brush over neck and soft fingers walk their way slowly under her dress and up her thigh. Mina allows her hands to grasp the back of Adrian’s neck and runs her fingers through the fine wisps of hair she finds there. She’s not entirely sure what Adrian has in mind, but she trusts him and is more than willing to explore this new idea of his fully.

She sucks in a ragged breath when his fangs scrape against her neck at the exact moment his fingers reach to tug at her panties. A heat boils within her, threatening to spill when he teases her wet folds. Her eyes fly open, taking in the intricately painted scene on the gold-flaked ceiling before splotches of white dot her vision.

His mouth is hot against her neck again, steadily trailing scorching kisses from her chin to her collar bone, his lips branding every inch of exposed skin they touch. His fingers trace soft circles around her heat and she shudders, feeling the tension building inside and needing more, craving more, craving him.

And then his fingers plunge inside her, one quickly followed by a second, filling her completely. She arches up into him as he moves them in and out at a dizzying pace. Razor sharp teeth tease the side of her neck again before sinking in deep. Somewhere in a far corner of her mind, Mina feels a twinge of pain but it’s quickly drowned out by the overwhelming yet delightful flood of fire flowing through her veins.

The cool scent of aftershave mixed with a hint of sweat infiltrates Mina’s senses, but she’s so focused on everything she’s feeling, everything he’s making her feel, it barely registers. Just when she thinks she’s about to burst, Adrian moans against her neck, his fingers still pumping insider her, and she finds herself climbing higher than she’s ever gone before, the entirety of her body tingling with euphoria.

How can he make this feel so good? she wonders, then his thumb flicks over her sensitive nub and she ceases to think altogether.

She closes her eyes tight, stars continuing to flash over them even in the darkness. Wave after wave of pleasure more intense than anything she’d ever experienced, ever dreamed of experiencing, washes through her. Mina bites her lip to stop from voicing her ecstasy out loud, still vaguely aware they are indeed in a place inhabited by other beings. Her body tenses for a moment before collapsing into the couch.

When her nerves have calmed more, she notices the gentle brush of fingers against her neck and realizes Adrian has removed his fingers from between her legs and is now sealing the bite marks. She releases her hands from behind Adrian’s head, which she had unknowingly dug her fingernails into at some point, and begins moving them down his chest.

“I need you Adrian. All of you. Now. Please.” She begs breathlessly, fumbling to push the multiple layers of clothing out of the way to reach his pants’ waistband.

“You never cease to amaze me, Mina,” he says with a laugh, then kisses her deeply, leaving a slight metallic taste to dances on her taste buds.

Suddenly the door bursts open, a chorus of giddy laughter filling the air.

“Oh!” A young woman gasps as Adrian effortlessly pushes himself off Mina, and she notices a minor blush to his cheeks. She turns toward the door to find a group of four vampires of varied ages staring at her and Adrian.

“Well, don’t stop on our account,” one of the women comments with a smirk before ushering the rest of the group out.

Adrian stands and then reaches out a hand to Mina, which she takes reluctantly. Her still weak legs falter slightly and he places one hand on her waist to steady her. When she’s finally less shaky, he lets go but stays close, his breath warm on her forehead.

“Thank you,” he says genuinely, brushing his smiling lips against her neck, and Mina fears her legs may give out again.

All too soon he steps back and begins straightening his collar, nothing but professionalism now visible in his features. A hollow pit forms in Mina’s stomach, but she follows suit and attempts to smooth down her poufy dress.

“Thank you.” She responds with a small laugh, pushing away the disappointment stirring in her mind and deciding to focus on what the rest of the evening has in store for her.

“As much as I enjoyed that, I really ought to return to the dance floor. I’m neglecting my social duties.” Adrian gives her hand a quick squeeze and the smallest fleck of longing sparkles in his eyes. “Maybe sometime we’ll finally be able to finish what we started.”

“Hopefully sooner rather than later,” Mina responds with a coy smile.

“Humans, so impatient.” They share a brief laugh and start out towards the rest of the library.

As they walk through the expansive library of a 17^th century French Chateau, Mina wonders for the thousandth time how any of this is possible. How had she found herself here, among an elite group of vampires, working directly with one of their leaders?

More importantly, how had she managed to fall so hard so fast for said vampire leader and could he possibly feel the same for her, or was she simply his prey?