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It was around four am when the pendant of a blonde passerby sparked Marko’s interest, its metallic finish twinkling under the moonlight.
Quickly hitting repeatedly Paul’s forearm without taking his eyes off the girl, he smirked before running his hand up under his nose, casually making his way after her with a small bounce in his step.
Exchanging a single glance between themselves while Marko prowled closer to his target, the three other boys noticed that the girl wasn’t alone. On each of her sides, a brunette and a black-haired girl respectively stood.
They could work with that.
Smiles filled with ill-intended thoughts lit up their faces as they caught up to them, sneaking their arms around the three girls' shoulders.
-What are three beautiful ladies like you doing all alone? David started, bringing his face closer to the left girl’s ear and making her giggle.
-Yeah, the boardwalk can be pretty dangerous at night; wouldn’t want something to happen to ya girls.
Marko spoke nonchalantly; eyes glued to the shiny charm dangling over her low-cut shirt, making the blonde girl’s face warm up as she followed his glance down her own shirt.
Paul suggestively continued without even giving any of the three underdressed girls a chance to speak.
-Whaddya say we go to a more...
reserved
place?
For some reason, this approach always seemed to get the girls of Santa Carla hot and bothered, which in turn made the four vampires buzz with anticipation. This time was no different.
The three other vampires silently established that the brightly clothed blonde would be Marko’s and only his. They knew how possessive he could get with his targets and how he’d lose himself in his kills. Sharing was not an option with him, and he had been the one to spot the three girls after all, he deserved to have his very own plaything.
The two others would be more than enough for David, Paul, and Dwayne.
They led the three girls under the boardwalk, where they could still hear the roaring nightlife above their heads, but also where no one would search for them.
Marko didn’t waste any time, skin already prickling with barely contained thirst.
Tightly grabbing a handful of her hair, he yanked her head back, earning a stuttering gasp from his prey.
A shy smile made its way onto the blonde’s face, making the boy sneer. She was almost making this too easy for him.
He led her a few feet away from the rest of the group, grip still tight on the back of her head (not that she seemed to mind).
Coming to a halt after the short walk, he placed the girl so that they could face each other and then brought one of his feet behind her ankles, briskly bringing it back toward himself and successfully swiping/sweeping her off balance.
With a shrill yelp, she went down, as the vampire had planned. His hand in her hair assured that she would not completely fall and knock herself unconscious; what fun would that be?
His mother had always told him not to play with his food, but how could he resist when they played along so well?
Cushioning the inappropriately underdressed girl’s descent, Marko was quick to step over her body, straddling her lap as he pushed her into a laying position, grinning down at her dazed look.
His eyes instinctively locked onto her pulsing carotid; thoughts barely kept straight as the scent of its freshly oxygenated blood heightened the craving that was already swirling through his body, screaming at him.
Tugging at her hair to straighten her neck, the boy leaned over her, arching his back and rolling his stomach onto hers to mimic her posture.
Breathing deeply, Marko slowly brought his nose up the side of her neck, feeling her breath catch before it resumed at a faster pace.
His mouth hovered over her jugular vein for a few seconds as he focused on keeping his fangs in check and her skin set off in goosebumps when his hot breath clashed with the nightly oceanside breeze, making him smirk.
Marko let go of her soft hair. She was entranced enough not to move anymore; he could put his hand to other uses.
Steadily, he made his way higher onto her neck. He pressed his tongue under her raised chin, letting it run across the short distance between her jawbone and her ear.
His now free hand snaked up her chest, momentarily stopping over where he could feel her heart beat speedily through her ribcage before it naturally found its way around her neck, index finger and middle finger digging in the groove over her collarbone and thumb symmetrically doing the same.
The girl’s panting in his ear was sign that she was far away enough mentally for him to bring his teeth against her gemstone earring without her noticing. The vampire boy lifted his head, sufficiently for the jewelry to slip off of the butterfly clasp, that fell on the ground under her shoulder.
Marko turned his head away from the insignificant girl, spitting the earring a few feet away from them. He’d pick it up when he’d be done with her. Real or fake diamonds, it looked good on her and he was sure he could make its quality seem infinitely superior if he was to wear it.
He sat back up on her, not missing the pathetic look the girl sent him at the loss of close contact.
His second hand which had been used to anchor himself until now joined his other, thumbs crossing each others over her throat. Feeling the rhythm of her heart on his palms, it was Marko’s turn to drop his head backward, eyes closing as his own breathing picked up.
The boy slowly let his body weight fall into his arms, pressing down and threatening to break her constricting trachea as he basked in the thrill of it all.
Human lives were fascinating. Substantially inferior, but fascinating nonetheless. And this particular life was literally between his hands. It never failed to amaze him how he could overpower them so easily, how easily he could just make it all stop.
Bringing his head back down, his eyes lowered to the pendant comfortably settled in her jugular notch, its twinkling finish making him grin. It was the reason he picked this girl to begin with after all.
Soon, it would be his. And he couldn’t stop thinking about how impossibly better it would look soaked in fresh blood.
Only one way to prove it.
Marko bent back down over the girl, ignoring a starved kiss as his own mouth aimed directly for her neck.
The girl squirmed under him, whining out a small begging and making the vampire roll his eyes. Humans were so desperate.
But if it could help her keep still, then so be it.
His left hand slowly traced down her fast-raising chest, pressing down onto her stomach and fingers sliding under the waistline of her impossibly small shorts as he finally allowed his fangs to take shape, groaning at the sickening feeling before losing himself in his instincts.