This jerk said that he was going to be gentle. Why the hell does my pelvic area hurt?

We are both lying in bed, him caressing my hair gently whilst I remain unmoving, trying to restore my energy and dull the ache in certain places.

"How are you feeling?" he whispered. I am sure he was looking at me with a tender expression, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I just wanted to drown in his warmth and listen to his calm heartbeat.

"Are we talking during or after the fun?" I hummed, a hint of a grin creeping onto my lips. I felt his chest vibrate before a melodic laugh ran through my ears. This time, I couldn't help but smile.

"Truth be told, you were my best. But I thought you said you were going to be gentle. You lying bastard." I sighed lowly, trying to snuggle closer to him. He was so warm.

He laughed again, and caught the hint. His arms pulled me into his chest even further, making me sigh with satisfaction. His head was buried in my neck, his nose moving up and down and skimming along as he inhaled my perfume.

"That was the gentlest I could have ever gone. I'm sorry you're feeling pain." he kissed the side of my head as one of his hands began caressing my naked back.

Palms pressed to his chest and head resting on his shoulder, I closed my eyes and said, "It's okay. It was amazing, so I don't care."

Sebastian hummed, his chest vibrating as his hand moved towards my lower back. My soul's whispers began to increase in volume as she got excited. I took a deep breath, but that was a mistake. I had inhaled his scent.

"My limbs are still aching, Slade." I warned, and he chuckled lowly.

It was a surprise when I told him that and instead of stopping he rolled on top of me, resting his weight on his forearms so that he doesn't crush me with the mass of muscles he carries.

"Want me to ease it for you?" he smirked, a devilish glint floating in his black eyes.

"No." I whined, trying to roll over and probably looking like a dumb caterpillar.

The fact that he was on top of me— unclothed— didn't help with my self-control, if I even had any left. He was using it to his advantage.

His hands began sliding up and down the curves of my bare waist. I closed my eyes and whined again, struggling to move my limbs. To anyone, it would seem as if he was violating me but to us it was just a game.

"You can always do something to stop me." he raised a brow. I whined again, not sure if I wanted him to stop or not.

His teasing hands moved a little downwards, causing my breath to hitch. "Sebastian do—"

That was when he stopped. When I called his name, he stopped and moved his lips towards my lips, placing a soft yet a belligerent kiss.

Sebastian liked kissing. A lot. He also liked neck-kissing and neck-licking. I didn't mind.

He pulled back and smiled at me, making my soul stop for a minute before she started whispering loudly, telling me to wrap my arms around him and pull him down towards me.

"I'll take a bath. You're more than welcome if you want to join."

Getting up, he took his time, nakedly looking for something quick to cover his lower bits with.

I wasn't aware of the groan that escaped my lips at the sight of his naked glory. I was aware of it when he had stopped and turned to look at me with a smirk.

"You just told me you couldn't go for another round. Are you teasing me, now?"

"Can you lift me up?" I pouted, covering my body with the bed sheet with one hand whilst lifting the other hand in a gesture to be lifted up.

He laughed, resulting in my eyes to shine with joy. He walked over to me and easily scooped me in his arms. He waked me to the bath and gently laid me in as he allowed warm water to fill the top. He added some lavender bath bubbles before he greedily grabbed the sheets from my body.

I gasped, huddling my body to cover my parts. He rolled his eyes and a smirk played on his luscious lips again.

"Relax. It's not like I haven't seen anything." I hissed at his crudeness, but he didn't pay much attention because he walked out, probably to bring some new clothes for the both of us.

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, allowing the warm water to massage my aching limbs. Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it.

"So what's on today's agenda?" I asked as I pulled the blue crop top down to cover my body. My clothing seemed to be suitable for clubbing. A blue crop top with black denim shorts, accompanied by black ankle boots which were flat yet really gorgeous. I bet they're expensive, too. Believe it or not, Sebastian had chosen my outfit and I must say, the man has a good taste in fashion.

"We're going to a club." he said, doing the last button of his shirt. He left the top two buttons undone, showcasing his muscular chest. His blue dress-shirt hugged his body like a second skin, yet it seemed really comfortable on him. His black dress pants wrapped around his waist firmly, yet slightly loose. The man has a body to be proud of.

"We're what?!" I shrieked, grinning widely. "Holy flying cows on cheese cakes, we're what?!"

A club?! Doesn't that mean delicious preys, free men and delicious preys?!

"Cheese cakes?" he asked with amusement, going to wear his expensive-looking black watch. "You hungry?" he teased. He walked closer to me with a predatory sway. Look at that delicious piece of meat, walking to me like he ow—

I stopped my hungry thoughts when I felt him snake his arms around my waist. My eyes snapped to his black eyes, wondering what he was thinking about. I have come to conclusion that black is now my favourite colour. Black hair and somehow black eyes are just gorgeous.

"It's not for fun. We're going to a club for a meeting with a very stubborn manager."

What a disappointment. I pouted, my face turning into an expression of a child who was denied of her toy yet still found things to be fun.

"But, Slade!" I whined, pressing my body closer to him. My eyebrows furrowed slightly and my pout remained child-like. "It's going to be boring! And when I'm bored, I get very bored! And you won't let me have fun with someone!"

By the time I finished, I found myself completely pressed up against him with my palms squeezed on his hard chest.

Sebastian inched his head closer to me until his nose touched mine and our lips brushed lightly. The fact that he left his lips brushing against mine slightly without pressing them onto my lips irked me. I even found myself trying to lean towards his lips, trying to capture them with mine, but he would move back a little without me noticing. I didn't look anywhere but his soft lips. At the moment, they were all that I wanted.

"You know, if you're that thirsty for me, all you have to do is ask. I'll be more than delighted to quench your thirst."

The moment those ridiculing words left his lips, I shoved his chest away from me and puffed air out of my mouth, not believing that he had actually said that to me.

"Teasing bastard." I puffed.

"I'll have you know that I was born legitimately."

The smirk on his faced appeared again, telling me that he was having fun with this.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed his hand which he had extended for me and walked out of his mansion with a stubborn pout that refused to leave my lips.

My patience was slipping slowly and I perceived the need to stab my hand through his chest and pull his heart out. Even the blasting music didn't help calm me down. If it wasn't for Sebastian firmly holding me onto his lap, I would have stood up and slapped that Pureblood with the back of my hand, and then I would have gone to sit down in a corner to regret my action.

The other reason why I was slightly holding back was the fact that I had just fed and I still wanted to feel the sweet taste on my tongue. I didn't want a Pureblood ruining my joy.

The owner of this club is stubborn just as Sebastian had said. Not only that, the bastard is extremely greedy and selfish. Sebastian and a few of his clients have been trying to convince this Pureblood to sell the club to Sebastian and to register it under the Black Crown to make it a club for Vampires and Purebloods only. The reason for this is because this club is insanely huge and popular. It's also amazing and wealthy.

I think the reason why the Pureblood was refusing the offers was the fact that Sebastian isn't allowing him the permission to spend some time with me. Sebastian or the other Purebloods can't do anything because there are some humans here and we don't want to expose our identities.

"Slade." I whined in Sebastian's ear, showing him how impatient I was becoming.

"Can you do something to change his mind, other than flirting?" he asked lowly, stressing the other. "Something like cause some heat into this club or some hype in those Vampires so they join in the convincing?"

Was he serious? I pulled away and sat up straight, puffing my chest. "If you must know, there is nothing I can't do."

With that, I stood up from his lap and waited for him to mention his permission out loud.

"If you don't mind, my Rina would like to provide some entertainment for the club."

The Pureblood eyed me again, this time he didn't bother hiding his lust. Sebastian, along with some Purebloods, hissed warningly. Of course those Purebloods would hiss at him with Sebastian. It was extremely rude to eye a Slade's possession with desire and greed.

When the nasty Pureblood gave the okay, I looked towards Sebastian and smirked. Show time.

As I walked towards the bar, I felt eyes on me. It wasn't only the eyes, but the desire was also around. Human and Vampire desire. Yes, my sweets. Feed my ego.

Since there was no stage, I climbed on top of the bar counter and grabbed the microphone from the D.J, facing the audience which I had now gathered. It's not like I am bad looking, so I am very confident with this.

"Can I have everyone's attention?" I spoke through the mic. Anyone who wasn't already glancing my way had listened and spun to face me. Let the fun begin.

"All my V.I.Ps out there," I paused to glance at the crowd.

V.I.P is something us Vampires had initialised to call each other in the presence of humans. The humans would think I am addressing those very important people, but I am not. V-am-P-I-res, with the P and the I swapped so it doesn't seem suspicious. Those Vampires know I am a Vampire, they can tell.

"There's this person here who isn't giving this club up for us." I emphasised the word us, earning a few glaring eyes that began searching the room for the person I was talking about. "I would just like to show him what he will be missing out on if he doesn't give it up."

I turned towards the D.J and told him to play the song I wanted. Already, I saw grins and excitement in the eyes of my targets, indicating that my choice of music was excellent. The song is great, I mean. It has great beats and it has the party-crazy vibe.

"I said no more teachers and no more books

I got a kiss under the bleachers hopin' that nobody looked..."

I started, my voice seductive and my hips swaying. I only changed a few words in the song since I was talking about a guy I kissed, not a girl.

I took notice of the surprised expressions of the Purebloods. What? I never said I can't sing and I never said I don't have a good voice.

"Excuse me sir, but can I get you out your pants?"

I could have sworn I heard some of the Purebloods groan. I smirked, continuing to sing.

"In the back of the car

On the way to the barI got you on my lips..."

My voice began to lower slowly, readying for the chorus. I began swaying my hips down, yet I wasn't the only one dancing. Nearly three-quarters of the club had started to dance with me. The remainder of them were simply watching with their heads bobbing up and down to the beat.

When it was time for the chorus, I began tapping my right foot to the beat and singing a little louder, just like the guy who sings in the song.

"He won't ever get enough

Once he gets a little touch

If I had it my way

You know that I'd make him say—" I pointed the microphone to the audience who roared the next part, making me laugh lowly.

The people were jumping and dancing wildly. Others were watching as I got down with the ooh. I have to admit, I think I sing the song better than Kesha and the guy, whose name I can't remember for now.

I jumped down from the bar counter and walked to the centre of the dance floor with a sway. I loved how the people made way for me as if I was Moses walking through the parted sea.

"Would you all sing with me?" I said through the mic, stopping my singing for a moment to see the people nodding their heads and beginning to sing. This is so much fun.

"In the back of the car

On the way to the barI got you on my lips—" I let the crowd repeat the last bit.

"At the foot of the stairs

With my fingers in your hair—" I stopped, cupping my hand behind my ear in a gesture to say that I couldn't hear them. They screamed with excitement, making me smile. It was the humans having fun that made me smile. Those fragile, innocent things are just adorable.

"He won't ever get enough

Once he gets a little touch

If I had it my way

You know that I'd make him say—" I threw my hands in the air, closing my eyes and shaking my head from side to side as the audience sang. I loved how the crowd had started to roar to the music. It was as if I was truly in a concert where I am the actual singer.

I looked towards the area where Sebastian and the Purebloods were sitting. I grinned when I saw Sebastian talk to the club's owner, looking as if he was nearly there with convincing the owner. The smirk on Sebastian's face told me that he was close to grasping the club. That stubborn Witch of a Pureblood.

I decided to have my personal fun then. I scanned the crowd as I sang, looking for a delicious prey to dance with. I laid eyes on a gorgeous one with black hair and black eyes. Like I said, black is so my style now.

I walked over to him, giving him a smirk which he had mirrored. I spun around and pressed my back to his firm chest, dancing against him. I heard him groan as he placed his hands on my hips, and those around also groaned.

"He won't ever get enough

Once he gets a little touch..." I whispered seductively, rubbing against him as those around watched with envy.

A few seconds before the chorus started, I quickly spun to face the black-haired hunk and kissed his lips quickly. I sent him a wink as I pulled away, leaving him in a daze and continuing the song like nothing had happened. What was funny was when I kissed him, the crowed roared louder with Oohs— mainly the guys who were congratulating the hunk in their own manly language.

"He won't ever get enough

Once he gets a little touch

If I had it my way

You know that I'd make him say!" I was having so much fun, not caring who was watching me. I repeated the chorus, jumping and whipping my hair around. As Sebastian had requested, the club was in a major hype.

The music stopped and it was now time for me to end the song.

"He won't ever get enough

Once he gets a little touch

If I had it my way

You know that I'd make him say!" I threw my head back just as the song finished and closed my eyes.

I didn't entirely expect the roaring applause that I received.

"Thank you! So, V.I.Ps, what do you say to the club's manager? Leave the club all as it is, or give it up to us?" I questioned enthusiastically, earning claps from all around me, even the humans.

"Give it up! Give it up!" the audience decided to riot, and for a moment, I was impressed.

I studied the expression on Sebastian's face as he looked towards me then back at the Pureblood. When I saw them shake hands, I pointed to the direction Sebastian was sitting in and cheered out loud with everyone who saw.

"Thank you all for joining me. Farewell, my underlings." I exaggerated a stage-bow, smirking at the cheers, chuckles and whistles I heard.

I walked towards Sebastian, who was standing up and waiting for me. Something was off, though. He had a hard look on his face when he saw me. My grin became wary, and faded slowly.

When I was within his reach, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. He said something to the Purebloods and after that, walked me out of the club with a stern expression on his face. He was somehow distancing himself from me at the moment.

I didn't dare say anything as we went back to his mansion. He was in a bad mood, and I didn't know why or what for. I'll just give him some fun and that will do it. I want his touch on me at the moment because of an unfinished moment with a certain prey, which I didn't get to have.

As he walked to his room, I made sure to steady my pace. When he entered his room, I closed the door behind me and rushed to hug him from the back.

He froze, his muscles tensing and his heart now beating faster and louder insider his built chest.

"Don't ignore me." I whined childly, then I pouted my lips and puffed my cheeks, "I don't like it when you do."

Faster than the speed of light, I was pinned on the bed with him on top. Not this time. Switching our positions so that I am on top, I grinned and noted the way his cold expression softened.

"I'm the one on top this time. I'll show you hell, Pureblood."