A Taste of Conquest

“Who is that vision of loveliness?”

Christin looked up from the sink and followed David’s line of vision. She smirked. “That’s your new co-worker. Cory something or other. Just moved here. He’s a vampire.”

David grinned down at Christin. The she-wolf grinned back and shrugged. David focused on Cory once more. “Think he’s available?”

“David, even when they’re not available, has anyone ever said no?”

David didn’t reply. Cory had chosen that moment to look away from the café’s manager/owner and had locked eyes with David. The vampire’s eyes were the most exquisite shade of blue, bright as if they were meant to glow. He was a predator sensing another predator – and he was waiting for David to make the first move. David let his eyes roam over Cory’s body, being blatantly obvious. A little over five feet, slender but not too thin, and an unruly mop of brown/black hair that had blonde at the roots, David figured if Cory pulled that shoulder length hair of his back into a tail, he’d have a prettier face.

Cory’s lips twitched, revealing two very sharp-looking fangs. David replied with a grin of his own. Being nearly six and a half feet tall, David knew he could take the vampire in a fight. Hell, Christin could probably take Cory in a fight.

Then David felt it, that subtle flavour of power and realized Cory’d MADE him think that.

“Shit,” David breathed. “Little bastard’s strong.”

Christin grinned. “I was wondering when you’d sense him in your head.”

David scowled at the wolf-girl. “You knew.”

“Of course.” Christin moved toward the register. “You were his target, but the warning hit every “special” person here.”

Cory’d broken eye contact at some point and was watching the café’s manager/owner again, nodding absently to the human’s words.

David rubbed his jaw and smiled. He was going to have fun making Cory something or other heel.


The werebear, David, could prove a challenge. Cory decided as he hauled the trash out to the industrial sized dumpster in the alley. It was his first shift with the asshole and David had started making a pain of himself before Cory had even pulled on his apron. Cory’d snarled, David’d smiled and made a bigger pain of himself.

And for what? Cory mused, though he knew the answer. Sex. The fucking polar bear wanted to fuck him.

It wasn’t like Cory was a virgin. In his seventeen-hundred years, he’d done almost everything with both genders. Still, he’d been celibate for the past fifty, simply because he was so fucking IRRITATED with the idiots who decided talking during sex was a good idea.

And the overabundance of porn pissed him off, too, because more than a few women had approached him on break.

Oh, and what pissed him off the most was that Twilight crap. What the fuck was that shit? SPARKLING vampires? Why do they get to sparkle when he turned into a crisp in the sunlight? They live too close to a nuclear power plant or something?

“Read fucking Romeo and Juliet.” Cory grumbled. “At least you’ll be reading something worthwhile.”

“Whining about stupid teenager girls again?”

Cory turned to look at David. Six and a half foot tall, green eyed, peach fuzz, black-haired David. David who oozed sex like a drug.

David, who was wearing down Cory’s resolve about NOT killing something today.

David smirked. “If you’re wondering why I’m out here, I’m on break. Are your poor wittle arms too weak to lift a trash bag?”

“Fuck you.” Cory snapped. David began to grin wider. “Touch me and I’ll rip your dick off.”

“Ooh, I love it when you talk dirty.”

“You really don’t think I’ll follow up on my threats, do you?”

David moved closer. Cory let him pin him between David’s body and the dumpster. “You want me.” The werebear purred. “You just don’t realize it yet.”

Cory smirked. “What stalker did you steal that line from?”

“Aunno.” David answered. “Sounded good, so I used it. But in all seriousness, you do want me.”

“Mm. Ten million and my own blood bank. Then we’ll talk.”

“Negotiating the inevitable?”

“Depends on if you like having balls.” Cory replied nonchalantly. “I don’t like you. I want you to leave me alone. Seeing how that’s impossible, and threatening your body parts is ineffective, I might just have to reconsider.”

“My balls thank you.” David said. “Gimme a kiss, lovely.”

Cory leaned up to do as ordered. David enjoyed the kiss. It was gentle, sweet, and then pain exploded in his mouth and groin as Cory bit down on his lips with his fangs and kneed him in the balls. As David pulled back, Cory bit harder, and flesh tore. David slapped his hands to his mouth and glowered at Cory.

The vampire swallowed blood and spat out flesh, those impossibly blue eyes focused on the werebear. “The fuck was that for?!” David hissed.

Cory shrugged. “Because I could and you, being the horny bastard you are, left yourself open. Leave me alone, David.”

“Fucking vampire.”

“Fucking teddy bear.” Cory replied. He pitched the last bag of trash and returned inside, wiping the blood form his chin.

David thought it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.


“Here we find ourselves in the alley,” David started, “where Cory and I kissed.”

Christin snorted. “He tore your mouth up. Jameson wasn’t happy you bled all over my new blouse.”

David smiled. “The blouse’ll survive.”

“I don’t know why you want him so bad.” Christin examined her nails. “He’s a prick.”

“That’s exactly why I want the conquest.” David replied. “One fuck, and then he’s no fun anymore.”

“Mm. The humans really get on his case, don’t they?”

“He’s a vampire. They’re all wondering when he’ll go Dracula on them and require a stake to the heart.”

Christin eyed David. “Like we have an obligation to kill while he can’t?”

“Sounds about right.”

The she-wolf fluffed her curly red hair and smiled. “When you put it like that he does sound like fun.”

“I try to impress.” Cory deadpanned from the café’s door. “If you’re done fucking, it’s your shift, Christin.”

Christin smiled. “Going home?”

Cory glowered at her, then disappeared into the store. David grinned. “My cue.”

The werebear pulled away from the wall and entered the café with Christin. It wasn’t hard to catch up with Cory, and David wondered if the vampire had waited on purpose. “I’ll walk you home.”

Cory eyed him for a long while. “I can’t be the only one you have to annoy.”

“Of course not. You’re just the cutest one.”

“You mean the only one you haven’t fucked, right?”

David put a hand to his heart. “You wound me.”

Cory glowered at him. David grinned back.

The vampire heaved a long sigh. “Fine. But if you try anything involving sex, or heavy petting, I’ll gut you.”

“Ooh. That’s hot.”

Cory slapped David so hard and fast the werebear saw starts. But the message got through.

David grinned wider.

Cory was going to be FUN.