After feeding my growling tummy, I made my way to the library. Curling myself onto one of the chairs hidden in the back, I lost myself in Jane Eyre.

My focus was ripped from the pages when the sound of yelling filled the hall. Closing the book, I quietly made my way towards the noise.

"No! I will not keep my voice down Caine. Tell me where you have been?" The shrilled voice of a woman pierced my ears making me wince.

"I have told you already Sarah, something came up. I would have contacted you once it was sorted." Caine's husky voice that normally sent shivers down my spine now chilled deep into my bones as it came out almost aggressive.

Hiding behind the corner, I peeked out slightly to see what was happening. Caine's large hand was wrapped tightly around the upper arm of a slim blonde. Her blue eyes glared at his hand a moment before she pulled it free.

"What? What was more important than meeting up with me at the palace? You made me look a fool." With a flick of her short hair, Sarah turned away from Caine. No longer able to see her face, Yasmin's looked over Caine. He must have been out in the pool. His chest was bare, showing off his perfectly sculpted body. Swim shorts dripped water on the clean floors, leaving a puddled where he stood.

Caine almost looked amused at her display of a temper, a small smile replacing the scowl he was wearing a minute ago.

I watched as Caine spun Sarah to face him, grabbing a fist full of her cropped hair. Without saying anything he pulled her head back harshly locking his lips with hers.

My feet refused to move from the spot. My body stood frozen as he ripped the tight dress, she had been wearing, from her body in one movement. Sarah's legs wrapped around Caine's waist as he made his way upstairs, not once removing his lips from hers.

Breaking from the trance I returned to the library. My head was still spinning from what I just watched. Who was Sarah? Why, if he already has a girlfriend was Caine flirting with me?

I know I wasn't too experienced or anything but I had dated before. I knew when a guy was flirting with me. But then who was this chick?

I chewed on my lip while I paced back and forth in front of the chair I had been sitting at earlier.

I replayed the way he pulled her head back with force before taking her lips without her permission. Heat pooled at my core as I pictured his rough hands tangled in my hair, pulling just hard enough to cause slight pain before crashing his soft lips against mine.

Moaning as the heat took over my body, I found my hands once more gliding over my body. I needed to cool down. Fast.

Making my way to the pool area my fingers wrapped around the door handle before pulling it open. Cool air greeted me sending a shiver over my body. I made my way to the back getting a new swim set from the draws to the bathroom and diving into the cooling water.

I swam up and down the pool, losing count of my laps as I replayed the scene from earlier in my head. Caine was no doubt the hottest male specimen I had seen. Toby, the last guy my mum had set me up with was hot but placed next to Caine he didn't even come close to being called good looking.

My arms propelled me forward a few more strokes before I latched onto the edge of the pool.

Taking in a sharp breath I pulled myself out of the pool and ran towards the house. My bare feet slapped across the cold surface of the house as I raced towards the stairs that would take me towards the rooms. My fingers curled around the banister as I took the stairs two at a time. My eyes fixed on the door opposite mine, I pushed my legs a little further. Taking a deep breath, I banged on Caine's bedroom door.

"Caine! Caine! Are you in there? I remembered something."

It was only as Caine opened the door in nothing but a sheet wrapped around his body that I remembered something else.

My brain was screaming at me to turn around and walk away but a part of my body held me there. My eyes traveled from the hand grasping the sheet held low around his waist, slowly up his rock-hard chest. I took in the deep tan colour of his nipples, wanting to lean forward and take one into my mouth. Licking my lips, trying to fight that growing piece of myself from acting out my fantasy, I forced my eyes to find his.

My swimmers becoming damp for another reason, I lowered the hand still raised to knock on the door again.

A small growl escaped Caine's chest as his eyes darkened.

"I-I t-think I remember something." My voice was barely a whisper, but I knew he heard me.

His mouth opened to speak when a hand wrapped around his arm. My gaze jumped to the female, taken back by the look in her eyes.

"And who is this Caine?" Sarah raked her eyes up and down my body, a weird look on her face. "I didn't realize you had room service now."

Confused by her statement, I looked down only to notice I was only in my bathers. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I-I..." Without finishing my thought, I turned away from the pair, shutting myself in my room.

"Stupid." I scolded myself as I hit the back of my head on the closed door.

A soft knock made me jump back from the door as Caine's spoke. "Yasmin, come down to the kitchen so we can talk."

Talk. I couldn't even face him right now let alone talk. Not only had he seen me almost naked again, but I had forgotten about what he was doing.

How could I have been so stupid? Thinking about him having a girlfriend left a heavy feeling in my chest. Releasing a sigh, I quickly threw on a fluffy dressing gown before making my way to the kitchen.

My fingers twisted around the edge of the chair. The continuous tapping of the female's nails on the dining room table sent chills through my body. Caine still wasn't downstairs and the way this chick was staring at me was scary.

Pulling the gown around me tighter, I shifted a little on the seat. If Caine isn't here in a few minutes I am leaving. It was awkward sitting here, alone with this woman who looked pissed off.

Neither of us has said a word since I muttered 'hi' as I walked into the room. I glanced around the room trying to look anywhere but at her, but for some stupid reason I keep glancing at her catching her cold eyes.

Caine's powerful footfalls could be heard as he entered the room, sitting at the head chair keeping an even distance between the both of us.

My eyes watched his movements. He had me hypnotized and even if he was now wearing a black collared shirt and dress pants, I could still see his toned chest and the deep grove leading down to his...

"Oh Baby," the females grating voice pulled me from my thoughts. Her claw-like fingernails trailing along his arms. "Why are you wearing clothes, we haven't finished what we started yet."

Caine pulled his arm back locking his fingers together on the table.

"I have work Sarah, as you know."

"Work?" I didn't mean to speak out loud but I couldn't understand who goes to work late at night.

My eyes focused on my lap as both their gazes landed on me.

"So, are you going to tell me who the blood bag is, Caine?" Sarah's bitchy tone made me flinch.

There was something about her that made me feel uncomfortable. I could handle the temper of spoilt girls with entitled attitudes having dealt with them in high school. But she seemed eviler. I couldn't explain it.

Caine heaved a sigh before speaking. "Sarah, this is Yasmin. She was attacked and left for dead in the middle of the road. She is staying here at the moment."

"What do you mean staying here? As a guest? Why didn't you just leave her where you found her?" she huffed folding her arms under her boobs and leaning back in her chair.

My shoulders hunched in on me at the venom in her voice

"Look here girl," Sarah's voice grew harsher as she stood making her way over to where I sat. "I don't know who you think you are but let's get one thing straight." Her breath washed over my face as she bent over to get in my face. "Caine is to be my husband. Do you understand that? He is mine."

"I-I-I..." I couldn't get any words out before she cut me off again.

"Don't try and play innocent, I've seen the way to eye fuck him. I can smell the arousal coming off you in waves."

Oh god, kill me now!

"Enough now Sarah." Caine had stood, grabbing Sarah's arm and dragged her out of the room.

My face was heated and I was so embarrassed. Before I knew what I was doing, my legs carried me out of the house and towards the back garden. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking but I knew it was away from the house and pool house.

Finding a small pond, my legs buckled and I crashed to the ground. Laying on the hard surface I closed my eyes to think.

Caine had a fiancé? I mean was it really a shock?

He was kind and good looking and rich. I was surprised he wasn't already taken. But Mary had told me when I first met her, Caine hadn't had any female stay over in six years. What did Sarah mean they were to be married if he hasn't had a female stay in years.

The touch of a warm hand on my head snapped my eyes open. Sitting up, I turned my back on the person, too mortified to look at him.

Clearing his throat, Caine sat next to me on the cool grass. Neither one of us spoke, we just sat and looked at the ripples on the surface of the water caused by the slight breeze.

My heart which had been calm moments ago begun to race the longer the silence stretched on. My body was growing hot. Whenever I was around Caine it's like my body heats up. A pulsing throb starts in my feminine parts. Aware I'm still dressed only in my bathers and a dressing gown; I bring my knees up to my chest. My ankles are crossed and my arms are wrapped tight around my shins.

The pulsing grew more intense as I clenched my thighs in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure.

Beside me, Caine groaned as he ran his hands over his face. "You need to stop Yasmin. I am trying my hardest to not touch you but you are not making this easier."

My breathing was now more of a pant, as the heat across my flesh grew hotter. Moisture pooled between my thighs at the sound of his voice.

I had to get away from him. He was driving me insane. My arms unlocked from their position and my legs opened slightly. The strong smell of my juices hit me hard and a feral growl came out of Caine before his eyes snapped to me locking me in his gaze.

His eyes had darkened giving him a wild look. The logical side of my brain told me he was a predator and I should run but my body wanted him.

I wanted him.

I spread my legs a little more, dragging one of my hands down my inner thigh. My eyes never once leaving his. My fingers reached my swim bottoms so I trailed my fingers along the soaked material.

Another growl came from his chest and it looked as if his teeth had lengthened.

Withdrawing my fingers, I slowly brought them to my lips. My tongue flicking out to touch the tips.

Before I knew it, I was flat on my back, Caine cradled between my legs and my wet fingers inside his mouth.

My feet locked around his legs just below his butt, pulling his weight down on top of me. My hips began a slow pace, rubbing against the outside of Caine's pants. His manhood, a solid rod rubbing the thin damp cloth guarding my clit.

Moaning, I closed my eyes enjoying the feel of his weight on top of me. The breeze hit my wet fingers now out of his mouth. Willingly, I allow my hands to be pinned just above the top of my head. His free hand reaching between us and undoing the cord holding together the dressing grown.

His eyes traveled my body, landing on my hardened nipples poking the top cradling my breast.

Dragging his fingers along my skin, he traced the edge of my top pulling it aside, releasing one.

"Perfect." His whisper made me open my eyes.

Needing more, I increased my pace. Tilting my hips upwards, I locked my feet behind his waist, giving me more grip to thrust harder against him.

His mouth descended on my nipple, biting it between his teeth. I could feel my body coiling. Our even rhythm now lost as we grind together faster than before.

My body exploded against Caine's as his bit down hard onto my boob. I cried out as my orgasm continued the longer he sucked at my flesh. Lightheaded I began to drift to unconsciousness. My legs weakening and dropping from their hold around Caine.

Finally releasing my skin, Caine looked up at me.

My eyes grew heavy and I couldn't focus enough to see what was on Caine's face. I wanted to lift my arms but they felt like dead weights.

My eyes closed and I submitted to the darkness.

Caine POV

My fangs pulled free of her soft skin, my eyes locking on hers. I hadn't lost control in years.

Everything about the women made me want her and her blood was no exception.

It tasted amazing.

Her blood called to me almost as much as her body. I felt her release and wanted to be buried deep inside her to find mine.

Her body went slack beneath me bring me to my senses.

"Yasmin?" Stroking her cheek lightly she didn't stir.

Her heart missing a beat now and then and her breathing was shallow.

"Shit!"

I wiped at my chin, her blood smearing my hand.

Wrapping the grown around her once more, I lifted her making my way back to the house.

"MARY. MARY" I yelled knowing she could hear me from the back of the house.

I started up the stairs when Mary had come running around the corner.

"Oh no, what happened dear?" came Mary's voice laced with concern.

Ignoring her question, I spoke. "Mary I will need you to change her for me. Tomorrow when she wakes, she will need iron-rich foods to eat. Do you think you can do that?"

I laid her down on her bed pulling back the covers first. Sitting on the edge of the mattress I stared down at Yasmin.

What was it about her that drew me in and held me captive? I moved a strand of her hair out of her face, running my fingers along her jaw. I lifted my wrist, biting into it and placing it against her mouth. She needed the boost to help her replenish what I took. After a small amount of blood passed from my body to her mouth, I pulled it away, licking the skin to close the wound.

Taking a moment to look at her beauty, it wasn't just that. There was something about her, almost as if I was drawn to her like a pull.

My back straightened at the thought.

"No, it couldn't be."

Standing from the bed, I backed to the doorway, my eyes never leaving the women asleep on the bed.

"Mary, I have to go away for a few days. Please give my apologies to Yasmin." Turning to go to my room and pack, I stopped looking at the old woman who I raised from a child. "Oh, and Mary, please take care of her while I'm away."

Mary gave me a small smile then turned her attention to Yasmin. I stayed still long enough to watch Yasmin's robe to be untied and reveal my bite mark now tattooed on her skin. Not waiting to see Mary's reaction I went to go organize my trip to the high council.