Page 7 of Samuel's Bloody Obsession

“I swear I haven't taken a single drop of blood from those delightful ladies,” he said once he managed to control himself while placing a hand on his heart, and I glanced up at his face.

“Do you have a heart?” I murmured.

He put my glass on the table and moved towards me, but I automatically moved backwards.

“You have nothing to fear from me, Charlotte. I may not have a beating heart like yours, but in all my years as a vampire, you're the only person to evoke emotions within me.”

“Aye, good for you. You can leave me alone now,” I said warily because I wasn’t about to fall for his patter.

“I've got nothing but time, Charlotte. I’m not going anywhere,” he said solemnly. “Plus, your grandmother is adamant that I ask you out for a date.”

I snorted.

“Yae best start going to church wae yer band of senior citizen women and start praying then,” I said before walking off.

I was only two steps away when I felt his hand on my stomach and his body against mine.

“Oh, Charlotte. I've been praying every night of when I can sink inside your hot little pussy for weeks,” he whispered in my ear. “I’m going to savour every inch of you, my sweet,” he said as he held my hip with his other hand.

I swallowed hard and glanced at my Gran, who was dancing with Sadie but smirking at me. He suddenly inhaled hard against my neck, and my body stiffened as I felt his cock harden behind me.

“I can smell your sweet wet cunt, Charlotte. I’m so fucking hungry for you.”

I gasped at his words, but I pulled away from him when I remembered Duncan.

“You’re no better than Duncan,” I said flatly, but I felt the heat in my face because his words had turned me on. I would be having stern words with Holly tomorrow. She could have given me the heads-up.

He grabbed my wrist as I tried to walk away.

“He was an evil bastard.”

“And you're no?” I asked incredulously.

“Not completely.”

I shook my head and pulled my wrist away from his hand. Once I was free, I didn't look back. I said goodnight to my grandmother and left.

Chapter 5

Samuel

I watched her cover her sexy teal-coloured dress with a black coat as she walked out of the door with a massive grin on my face. She wanted me. I’d loved every moment of being in this quaint little town and would be more than happy to settle down here. I’d bought a large estate on the outskirts of Elgin. Glenda had been a wonderful source of information. It was plain to see how much she adored her granddaughter.

I took my time and said goodbye to all the ladies that I’d gotten to know over the last four weeks before I rushed after Charlotte. The only difference this time was I made sure she knew I was behind her. I grinned when she stopped walking and turned around to face me with exasperation written all over her face.

“Fuck off, Samuel.”

“You do realise that I have been watching you ever since you got off my plane,” I said, loving that her pale cheeks had turned pink in her flustered anger.

She reminded me of Scotland’s national emblem, the Scotch thistle. It was a beautiful purple-headed weed with sharp, spiky points on the leaves.

“Och, yer lookin’ rather rosy cheeked, lassie,” I said, using the accent I had picked up over the course of the last month. “Ar’ yae alreet?”

I was still perfecting it. I knew eleven languages as I had spent plenty of time in various countries throughout my lifetime.

A tiny grudging smile curved the corners of her lips.

“You still huv a bit of English arseholery comin oot of yae,” she said before she shook her head and began to walk towards her apartment again.

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