Vampire Hunter // Colby Brock

~ Part 30 ~

Colby stood in front of me looking so unbelievably hot. His hair was slightly wind-whipped and his body was in a stance that looked slightly protective. His eyes burned into mine, holding me in place. I didn't even know how to speak. "So they're your parents." He grinned, taking a few steps towards me.

"Y-yup. That's them." I chuckled nervously, reaching out to take his hand without thinking about it. His cold skin wrapped around mine yet I felt as if it was warming me up. "My vampire killing, vampire hating, and overprotective parents."

"The first bit isn't so great." Colby smiled genuinely at me as he came close to my body, looking down into my eyes once more. I flicked my gaze between his before standing up on my toes to kiss his lips. He let me but I could feel his restraint. Slowly, he relaxed into me and even wrapped his arms around me, picking me up from the floor and holding me close to himself. My body pressed against his only made me go crazy over him. Our kiss was getting more and more intense the longer it went on and I was genuinely questioning if I would let it go further or not. Just then, he sped away from me so fast. His back hit my wall with quite a loud thud and his face was almost full vampire.

"What's wrong?" I took a few steps towards him worriedly but he held his hand up to tell me to stop. His head was turned away from me and he was breathing hard. "Colby..." He let out a low growl. I just rolled my eyes and walked all the way up to him. "Stop being a pussy and get control of yourself." I snapped at him, pushing against both of his arms. His almost all-white eyes flicked to mine. I wasn't even a tiny bit scared of him, making an angry face instead.

"Blood." He grumbled, his voice not even sounding like his voice. He gulped massively in his throat, looking directly at my neck now and pushing himself further against my wall away from me.

"Yeah, I know." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Maybe..." I thought about something I'd never considered in my entire life. Something I'd always been against for anyone, not just the girls such as Cathy. Maybe he could feed from me. He let out a snarl and disappeared from under my grip. The butterflies in my tattoo disappeared fast, signalling that he was completely gone. Probably for good tonight...