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A delighted look rushed over Andrea's feature's at his annoyance, then the denial returned to her eyes, and she looked down when he told her she knew exactly why. She didn't deny, or responded to his statement. She was trying to talk herself out of the way she was feeling. She didn't know him, it was utterly ridiculous to feel so for someone she didn't really know, and who had come and selfishly demanded her to be his mate, no matter she wanted it to.

She tensed when he became absolutely still when she moved, and watched him even closer now. She leaned back when he moved slowly forward. Every cell of her being told her to run, what kept her there she wasn't even sure at first, then figured it out, it was those eyes that kept her rooted to where she was. Her eyes flickered to his arms, watching them open up into a sweet invitation. She looked back up to his eyes, swallowing at the sound of his voice. Her head swished back and forth as she shook her head, and took another step forward, then another. Her eyes were bright when she stood just out of reach of him, her heart thundering, her body yearning to feel his arms wrap around her body, and hold her close. She tilted her eyes down, looking at the inviting warmth of his embrace, then back up into his eyes. Slowly she inched one foot closer, sliding the other one afterwards, drawing her arms closer to her body as his hands moved past her arms, a tingling warmth vibrating over her skin as his finger tips just barely skimmed over her arms. She stopped moving, leaving a little space between their bodies, her eyes on his chest, trying to tell herself this was for her people, not her, she didn't want this, this was for her people. She glanced to his arms, shifting so her own gently brushed against his, encouraging him.

Marcus smiled softly to her, and nodded his head in understanding. He glanced to the side, and the jade green look he gave made the other's watching them scatter like they feared him. He turned his attention back to Grace, and still holding her hand, began to lead her on again. Ignore them Ms. Grace I do. He said lightly, and grinned jokingly.

He never ignored his people, unless they were just being silly, and had no reason to have his attention. He was kind of annoyed with them, to act in such a way. It was not all demon's fault for what one of them did. It was wrong to be so races against the whole of the demon population. If you do need something, then do not be afraid to ask me Grace. I will certainly get it for you.. within reason of course. He said lightly, and smiled as he stopped before a door, and opened it, revealing a dainty bedroom. It was decorated with silver hangings, the canopy bed lined with silver silk. He looked up playing the perfect angel boy. I hope this will do. It is the only bedroom vacant near mine. He said softly, and smiled. He knew it was a bit ironic to place her in a room that matched her eyes, and hair, but he could see her in here. It beauty only adding to the room, or the room only adding to her luminous beauty. What do you care to eat? I am sure you must eat on something. We have a few chef's that are excellent cooks. They will make anything for you.. just ask me.. He said softly, frowning again as he brought up the racism of his people.

Marcus smiled softly to her, and shook his head. If you are going to help us. I want you to be comfortable. He said simply, and watched her walk into the room, his head tilted to the side, his hair falling over his eyes in just the perfect way, that made most women swoon to look at him. He smiled to her, and nodded his head.

I was hoping you would like it.. Now I will get you anything you ask for. Don't be shy. We have some fruit tree's in the garden's, fresh fruit can be brought to you any time you wish. He said gently, and looked away to the sound of something crashing down the hallway. He let out a sigh, and brushed a hand through his hair, so it no longer laid in that perfect way over his eyes. I should go see what that was.. Their such children.. I don't know how Andrea ever dealt with his responsility for so long. He said softly, and smiled over to her, and turned to move down the hallway. You should rest. I'll take you to the library later... Be weary if you decide to take a look around the manor. Everyone know's you are under my protection, but I am not sure if they will respect it. He said gently, and turned once more, moving quietly down the hallway, to find out what was going on. He'd return to Grace, though, as soon as he could. He found her quite interesting, and very brave for coming here, when she knew the chances of being accepted were very slim indeed.

Andrea frowned at his smirk, her lower lip jutting out in a slight pout, which made her look almost like a child. How can you have such faith in me? She said lowly, shaking her head, her body tensing as he removed his over coat, and pulled back his clothing. Her eyes were wide with hunger, but she pressed back as he slipped his arm around her, and pulled her closer. I think your crazy. She breathed out huskily as he kissed her forehead, then guided her head. She halfheartedly tried to fight him, but her nagging hunger, and her frailty from not feeding for so long made it a very weak protest.

Her body remained tensed, and she sat there for a few minute's, simply savoring the feel of her body pulled so close to his again, and his scent. Slowly she brought her head closer, letting her nose skim over his throat, breathing in deeply. Parting her lips, she kissed his neck, letting her tongue tease his flesh where his blood pulsed. After a shaky breath, she ran her tongue over his skin again, then slowly bit down. The taste of his flesh rushed along her teeth, then his blood was flowing into her mouth and down her throat. A loud pleasured moan came from her full mouth, and her arms quickly came up around him, pulling herself closer to him, till she was teetering on the edge of the chair, her body straining to be closer to him.

His blood had a very aromatic scent to her, and the taste was spicy and warm, sweet and tangy, and so very addicting. She could loose herself in his blood, but her hunger pains were soon gone, and she was happily full. She savored his blood for another second, then slowly pulled her fangs back, her tongue gently caressing the wound, helping it heal. She didn't pull back right away though, and instead gently moved her lips up his neck. She stopped before she reached the jawline, and pulled back to look into his eyes. Her body was warm, and she could feel another hunger building within her, sending a warm response to him between her legs. She blushed softly, and smiled shyly. I..I guess I should thank you for your trust.. She whispered, bringing her hand up to stroke where she had bitten, wonder on her feature's at feeling his smooth tanned skin under her touch.