DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight, but the plot of this story is mine. ;)

Chapter 1: Be Mine

The body of a harlot lay dropped at my feet, as I tried tolerate her taste on my tongue. I couldn't. Did I really expect that this sad excuse for a woman could satisfy the burning in my throat? Her blood was tainted and bitter with all the men she had ever been with. Down right disgusting. Wiping the horrible taste from my mouth with the back of my hand, I kicked the lifeless body to the side in search for another meal. Clearly, that vile creature I'd fed from didn't sate nor pleased me.

I cursed under my breath, desperate to wash away the impure blood that now danced on my taste buds. Where will I find something decent to feast on? All that's around me tonight are women who lunge themselves for money and men who indulge in sex and liquor. All of them disgusting. Why are these humans so vulgar these days? It was never like this when I was human. Well... of course, that was way back in the early 1800s when everything was nice and innocent. The year now is 1899, and all innocence seems to be lost.

My throat kept burning as I kept searching for that one good meal. There are a bunch of people strolling around me. It would be simple to just grab someone and kill them without anyone noticing. Especially since it's night time here in good'ole New Orleans. I kept on with my search for what seemed like ages. All I wanted was rich, clean blood. Nothing was around. Not even a child.

I hissed angrily and decided to just grab any drunk local, but before I could even do that, something unbelievably sweet made my nostrils flare. Ignoring the fact that there were humans around me, I turned rapidly around and stalked after that alluring scent.

My teeth were sharp and bare as I began to get closer to that amazing smell. My throat burned even more once I inhaled it again. I could tell it would taste so clean, so pure. Damn, it was truly a remarkable scent. It smelled very flowery but also had a very honey-like quality to it.

I must have it.

Once I found the scent's location, my eyes began to scan the streets to whom it belonged to.

All I see are harlots escorting their customers to their secret chambers and other drunks making a fool of themselves in the middle of the street.

I growled in frustration, definitely planning a raw way to kill that person for teasing me so. I do not like to be teased. Especially if I'm after what is rightfully mine.

I inhaled again, and my frustration grew immensely. The sweet scent was here! How can any of these foul humans possess such a nectarous scent?

My nostrils flared again as soon as I saw a middle-aged man with an overly large trench coat haul a tiny girl by her arm into a weary tavern where the harlots usually got to do their business.

Curious, I began to make my way over to the tavern, ignoring the wanton looks from the whores. Pushing the door open, my throat began to burn tremendously because that amazing scent has gotten even stronger.

There was a soft whimper behind a velvet red curtain on the other side of the room, followed by a man's voice.

"Damn, whore!" he shouted, making the girl cry once again. "Take off that dress and get on this bed!"

The scent was so strong that I could taste it as I edged a little bit closer to that goddamn curtain.

I heard the bed creak and the girl shrieking in fright. The man laughed, and I could tell he added more weight on the bed from how it creaked loudly. I could smell the alcohol on him, so there's no way he was the one I was after.

"Oh yes, deary." the man slurred, the sound of him unbuckling his front trousers not settling well with me as my hand gripped the edge of the velvet curtain. "It's been so long since I had me a virgin..."

Without even letting him go any further, I tore the curtain open and the sight before me was setting me off. The drunk bastard was already positioned between her legs, close enough to ruin her for me. One of his massive hands gripped her frail throat while the other stroked his growing member. The girl was the only one who knew I was here, for the idiot was too drunk to notice.

"Help me..." she whimpered, those big brown eyes of hers pleading with me as they watered.

"Who the hell are you talking to, girl?" snorted the drunk, who lessened his hold on her throat and was ready to impale her womanhood.

Before he could taint my meal, I gripped the back of his neck and pulled him off her. The girl hurried to cover herself as I focused on the drunk fighting against my strong inhuman hold.

I laughed at his feeble attempts to fight me. I heard the girl gasp in horror as the man stopped struggling. I could hear both their hearts pumping fast, tempting me to just rip them out from their chests and sink my already sharp teeth into them. That thought alone brought a smile to my face.

"Listen, man." he said, his voice desperate. "I can offer you anything you want."

I smirked at him, baring more of my teeth, which obviously affected him even more.

"I own this place, I can give you the best women you could ever want...and money...you and I can run this tavern!" He pleaded, desperation written all over his pudgy red face. "I could give you all that, but please don't kill me!"

"I'm afraid I have to." I told him, not caring for any materialistic nonsense he wants to give me. "You see, why would I want all that when I already have the best thing money could never buy?"

His heartbeat quickened as his pleas grew desperate.

"Immortality." I sneered before sinking my teeth into his throat.

His blood almost sated me, but it was nothing compared to the sweet-smelling blood of the girl, who was still cowering on the tattered bed.

I threw the body to the side, not caring if it crashed to something, and slowly made my way over to the girl. My mouth watered as her scent filled the entire room. She clutched the plain white sheet to her chest as I sat down next to her, never taking my eyes off of her.

She shivered when I touched her chin and tipped her head up so she could look at me. A whimper surpassed her full pink lips as her innocent doe-like eyes teared. I felt no remorse for what I was about to do.

Carefully, I turned her head to the side. I licked my lips, my eyes growing hot once I saw that dainty blueish vein pulsing on the side of her delicate neck. She began to cry as soon as I took her in my arms, the sheet falling, exposing two small round breasts with tiny pert pink nipples.

I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her delicious scent and began to brush my tongue against her soft porcelain flesh. I hummed in appreciation. Her skin was incredibly soft like silk, and even tasted like heaven...if there was even a heaven. Careful not to stab her, I sucked in the fair flesh between my sharp teeth, and earned a soft sigh from her. Her tiny body trembled as I held her against me, and I felt my own bloodless body react to her closeness. How long has it been since I laid with a woman?

"P-please, sir..." she whimpered, her small body trembling ferociously against me. It was certainly not doing my hardness any justice. "Please don't hurt me..."

"Who said I was going to hurt you?" I taunted, my teeth raking across the reddened spot I left on her neck.

She shuddered when I gently prodded that savaged area with my teeth. My eyes rolled in pleasure when I pressed her trembling body down on my throbbing length.

Maybe killing her wasn't necessary after all...

"What's your name, darlin'?" I asked, rocking my hips up to meet her chaste womanhood as I began to kiss up her neck.

"Alice..." She sighed, her body succumbing to my sexual urges. "My name is Alice..."

"Well, little Alice," I groaned, running my hands down her smooth back as my lips found themselves kneading the tops of her delicate small breasts, "let's make a bargain, shall we?"

"A bargain?" she said, her little hands gripped the tops of my shoulders as my hips continued to rock against hers. A quiet mewl emitted from her once my teeth gently scraped her pert pink bud. Droplets of warm blood fell on my tongue, and I moaned at its sweetness. I was right. She tasted like sin. So pure and delicious. Virgin blood always tasted sweet, but never this sweet.

Her head fell back once I began to suck her nectar from her tiny little nub. I held her in place, my eyes closing from pure bliss as her back arched causing her unclothed nether region to pressed a little hard on my hard cock.

Yes, I could certainly use her. I must take care of my sexual needs other than my thirst every once in a while.

With all the strength I could muster, I stopped suckling from her breast, and licked the tiny wound until it healed. My thirst was sated, but my sexual urges weren't.

"Alice." I said, looking straight at her. I smirked at her. She was flustered and bare before me. "I need you to do something for me."

"You're not going to kill me?" she asked, her doe eyes fluttering open as her cheeks started to lose their red tint.

"I've decided not to." I told her, running my fingers through her dark choppy locks. "For I have a proposition for you."

"Proposition?" she said, her eyes gleaming with relief, her heart regained a soft beat beneath her exposed bosom.

"Yes." I answered, dipping my head to her chest against, making her shudder and sigh. I kissed the breast I've fed from and raised my head to look back at her. "I need you to be mine if you ever want to escape this place."

"If I refuse?" she whimpered, her bottom lip trembling, clearly not liking what I've said. I grinned evilly at her, my hands cupping her face and my thumbs stroking the soft red blush on her cheeks.

"If not, I'll snap your neck before you could see the sun again." I simply responded, enjoying how her child-like eyes widened in horror. "Or..." I continued, not making this easier for her. "I could leave you here so that all these men can have their way with you, like the one I've just saved you from."

She bit her bottom lip, as her eyes looked up at me.

"Be mine." I demanded, my thumb nudging her enticing bottom lip from her teeth. "I'll keep you safe from this place."

"Really?"

"You have my word, darlin'." I assured her, smiling at her as my fingers kept stroking her cheeks.

"If I go with you..." she gulped, her little hands fidgeting nervously on my shoulders, "what do I have to do?"

I grinned cheekily at her, my eyes wandering off from her soft plump lips to her sensitive small breasts.

"Darlin'..." I drawled, my cock hardening of all the things I wanted to do to her. "All you gotta do is try and keep me satisfied ."

"How?" she squeaked, her eyes wide when she felt me buck my hips against her.

"Even though I'm a very hungry vampire..." I teased, winking at her as she squirmed uncomfortably in my strong arms. "I can't help but confess how incredibly lonely I've been for the past few years."

"Lonely?" she uttered, her voice an angelic little whisper as her innocent eyes grew even wider.

I chuckled darkly, leaning forward to whisper into her ear.

"Not anymore, darlin'." I whispered, causing her to shudder. "You're in for a treat."

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