Vampire King's Pet

Chapter Eight: Take Your Shirt Off

Three Months Later

Alexei's POV

I grunted as I jolted awake for the fourth time this week. I rubbed my eyes and looked over at the bedside table where my clock was located. Same time nearly every night. I don't understand how she wakes me when she is the one having the nightmares.

I rubbed my face harshly then got out of bed. This was getting aggravating, I had busy days, and this was making me tired and snappier than usual. I grabbed my robe as I opened the door. I slipped it on before I left my corridor, Preferably I slept naked but for the past few weeks I've been wearing shorts and shirts to bed. Oddest thing ever because us Vampire's don't get cold; our bodies were normally colder than most and we liked it that way.

I didn't bother tying the robe, just let it stay open as I marched down the hallway towards Avery's bedroom, I could feel her emotions better the closer I got.

Upon arrival I noticed Marcus wasn't at his post, but the door was open. He wasn't supposed to go inside unless absolutely necessary. I hid my presence, and stayed quiet so I could understand why she allowed him entry, but always refused me.

"Avery, come out of the bathroom and speak to me. It's safe. I would know if the King showed up." Marcus called out to her.

"Just leave me alone. I don't want or need your pity." was her soft reply, muffled through the wooden door between them. "I'm not worth being pitied."

Before Marcus could reply I opened the door, revealing my presence. "Out!" I ordered and he bowed his head before walking away from the bathroom door.

"Close the door behind you, Marcus." He did so I went over to the the bathroom door and knocked.

"Go away," Avery told me.

I held back my snarl. "Open the door."

"I said go away!" She yelled at me, I could feel her annoyance flow through though me like it was my own, but I ignored it.

"Open it or I break it down. Your choice." I snarled; I could hear her fast heart rate through the door. I would take the door off its hinges if she kept defying me. "One," I barked. Something clattered to the floor, but I paid it no mind.

"Two. Avery, I am not known for my patience." I grabbed the door handle and clenched my jaw at this stubborn child.

I opened my mouth to say three, but then the lock clicked. I relaxed not realizing I was so tensed, I rolled my shoulders and twisted the door handle, it opened. Teach her to lock me out again.

She is sitting on the counter glaring at the floor when I enter. The salty smell of her tears was thick in this small space. it suffocated me. "Bedroom, now!" I ordered. Her glare moved from the tiles to me. I knew she hated me, but I could care less about how she felt. When I moved towards her to force her back into the room, she got down and back away from me, anger and pain gleaming in her eyes.

"You are not my brother, nor are you my father. You don't get to order me around like some peasant."

A smirk grew on my face. Oh, how wrong is she.

"Oh Avery, Avery, Avery," I tisked and looked her over as I stepped closer. "You know for a supernatural you should be thanking me that I haven't ordered you dead yet." She went to say something, but when my eyes locked with hers my glamor forced her to stay shut. It wasn't like the werewolves where they had an Aura to make people obey. Glamor for a vampire was more of a pull to not be disrespectful, almost a seduction if you will. While under it I could ask her to do anything I wanted.

Her breathing got heavier as she realized what I was doing, her hands balled into tight fists as she stared at me, fury now replacing her pain. "You know the council is against me keeping you here, one of them told me to mark you but..." I shrugged. "I don't want a mate, not again."

Her hand jerked, presumably to try and push me away as I stepped so close, I could feel her breaths as they came out in harsh pants. "Do you want to know what he suggested I make you after I told him no to marking your soft skin?"

Even for a kid I can't deny the beauty she held. Hey bright eyes always made me wonder what went through her mind every day, as a storm filled every speck of her eyes. "What?" Avery asked through gritted teeth.

"My pet!"

Her eyes flickered, and for the first time I truly seen fear cover her features. "That... you can't do that- I.. I am only sixteen, I'm not a legal adult. There are rules even you have to follow." she stammered around her words. I also didn't miss the faint, and I mean very faint scent of her excitement.

"Yes, but thanks Geni, there's a loophole in the rulebook." My smirk grew. "She bonded you to me, therefore I own you now, you are mine to do with as I please."

"And if I refuse?"

My fangs slipped out, they were sharp and split my lower lips as they elongated. I grabbed her arms and pulled her flush against my torso. "You won't be able too." I whispered into her ear.

Her shanking form tried to pull away, her hands pressed to my chest as she tried to get out of my hold. I dipped my head lower, knowing what I needed to sleep and what she needed to be taught a lesson. Her fear was beginning to make me ravenous, saliva dripped from my fangs. Her struggle only making me want her blood more.

I hit her with my glamor when I forced her gaze to look into my own, tears wanting to fall from her eyes but they didn't. "Take your shirt off." I let her go and she released a sob and reached for the hem of her shirt, then pulled it over her head.

Her hair covered her when she looked to the floor hiding her face with the raven locks and her breasts with her hands. "Look at me," her skin covered in goosebumps when I asked, she shook her head though and I could tell her refusing to do as I asked was hurting her. The pull to do it was strong, but to refuse it. That s**t hurt like hell. My father still uses his on me to make sure I can still ignore his demands; he taught me to bypass what our head and heart tells one to do when under glamor.

"Avery," The warning was all I needed her to hear. But with the shaking of her head, I snapped, or my inner monster did.

I snarled and gripped her by the wrist and pulled her back into the bedroom and over to the bed. "Lay down!" A gasp was heard as my order slammed into her like a crash of violent waves during a hurricane.

Avery nearly tripped over her own feet as she climbed up and onto the mattress. "Good pet, now lay on your back."

"But..." she looked at me, her lips trembling. "Do not make me ask again!"

While she was doing that, I took my robe off and tossed it in her chair by the window. When I looked back at her, her hands were still covering her...well her perfect looking boobs. Anyone who saw her could tell she was very blessed when it came to the boob department. I secretly wanted to bury my face in them now that they were out, but have to keep telling myself she was child, and anyone could see she was still innocent.

Seeing her laying on the bed half naked made wearing my bed shorts difficult. I shook my needs off and climbed on the bed and over her, her body shook as she began crying, I knew what she was thinking. She assumed I was going to take advantage of her, but I won't. I wouldn't tell her that, my own demons enjoyed her fear towards me.

I ran my hands up her sides, I grabbed her hands and pried them away from her chest and pinned them to the bed. "I need f*****g sleep; you can't keep waking me every night. Anytime you wake me after tonight, I will repeat this lesson."

I ran my tongue over her the collarbone, and all the way to the skin on her neck. I moved her arms and pinned them above her head with one hand. She looked away from me, her eyes shut so tight no more tears fell from them. I growled, her skin was hot and tasted as sweet as she smelled.

Without warning her, I sunk my fangs into her neck.