The NightMan (7 page)

Dorian
moved
closer
to
the
black
haired
beauty.
She
would
be
suitable
for
tonight,
he
thought.
He
had
years
to
perfect
his
seduction
methods.
She
was
young
and
it
would
be
easy.
Most
of
the
women
came
to
this
club
for
one
reason,
the
expectation
of
meeting
a
vampire.

Dorian
was
very
attractive
to
human
females,
despite
his
pale
features.
His
dark
hair
and
green
eyes
gave
him
an
erotic
appeal.
He
was
not
large
built
like
Adriel.
Dorian’s
body
was
more
slender
and
somewhat
defined.
His
strength
was
not
determined
in
muscle
mass
as
was
Adriel’s.

Tonight,
Dorian’s
prey
was
no
different
than
the
rest.
He
captured
her
gaze
and
held
them
as
he
moved
in.
With
his
overly
sensitive
hearing,
he
noted
the
increased
tempo
of
her
heartbeat.
She
was
easily
excitable,
just
what
he
wanted.
He
flashed
a
warm
smile
and
lowered
his
eyelids
in
a
shy
flirtatious
manner.
Yes,
she
was
his
for
the
night,
he
thought
as
he
approached
and
took
her
hand
into
his.

Caitlin
watched
as
Dorian
sent
the
girl
his
killer
smile.
She
felt
sorry
for
the
young
woman
because
she
didn’t
know
her
fate
would
be
one
of
danger.
Dorian
may
let
her
live
and
he
may
not.
It
really
depended
on
Caitlin.
If
she
satisfied
Dorian,
then
sometimes
he
let
the
girls
live.
Tonight,
she
was
tired
of
him
and
in
her
current
state
of
mind,
it
was
possible
this
girl
may
die.
The
glass
of
wine
tipped
slightly
to
Caitlin’s
lips
as
she
took
a
long
sip.
She
was
in
need
of
more
than
one
glass
of
wine
before
she
would
submit
to
Dorian’s
desires.

Satisfied,
Dorian
took
the
young
woman
by
the
hand
and
nodded
to
Alessandra.
He
tipped
his
chin
slightly
up
toward
Caitlin
as
Alessandra
moved
toward
her.
Caitlin
and
Alessandra
would
meet
Dorian
and
his
new
prize
at
his
home.

“Let’s
go,”
Alessandra
voiced
dryly
as
she
moved
past
Caitlin.

Caitlin
turned
the
glass
to
her
lips
and
drank
the
remaining
contents
in
one
gulp.
She
placed
the
empty
glass
on
the
bar
and
slipped
the
bartender
a
tip.
It
was
going
to
be
a
long
night
and
she
was
already
tired.

Alessandra
was
already
out
of
the
club’s
front
door,
when
Caitlin
reluctantly
followed.
Once
outside
she
stood
and
waited
for
Alessandra
to
bring
the
car
to
the
front
of
the
club.

***

Adriel
stood
by
the
entrance
as
always.
His
attention
immediately
shifted
to
Caitlin
as
burst
through
the
door.
Those
strong
feelings
swept
over
him
again.
She
wasn’t
in
the
club
very
long.
Dorian
must
have
found
what
he
wanted,
he
thought.
There
was
no
denying
Adriel
knew
Dorian’s
plans.
Quickly
he
glanced
down
at
his
watch.
The
club
would
be
closed
in
a
few
minutes.
He
would
return
to
the
vampires’
house
by
himself.

Adriel
knew
it
was
time
for
Caitlin
to
be
marked
again.
It
was
also
not
a
good
time
for
it,
because
tonight
was
a
new
moon.
Nothing
good
ever
happened
under
a
new
moon,
especially
for
Adriel.
The
intense
pull
of
the
moon’s
force
increased
his
sexual
desires.
Usually
he
would
find
a
woman
to
take
somewhere
for
a
few
hours.
It
was
more
difficult
for
him
to
find
a
strong
female,
he
thought,
than
the
vampires.
He
had
more
to
control,
but
timing
was
of
the
essence.
Of
course
for
him,
he
could
never
bring
anyone
back
to
the
mansion.
He
knew
no
human
would
be
safe
once
the
doors
closed
behind
them.

Caitlin
was
always
the
exception,
continuously
marked
by
The
Master’s
vampire
bitch,
Alessandra.
Adriel
despised
Alessandra.
She
managed
to
seduce
him
one
night
under
a
new
moon.
He
was
weak,
his
desire
was
too
great
and
she
was
there
waiting
for
him.
Naked,
even
her
pale
white
silky
skin
appealed
to
him.
She
bit
him,
nibbled
at
his
flesh
until
he
bled,
licking
softly
the
tiny
beads
of
blood
as
she
seduced
him.
His
skin
burned.
His
loins
ached.
With
his
manhood
painfully
engorged
with
blood,
there
was
no
way
he
could
turn
away
from
her.
His
mind
could
no
longer
control
his
own
urge
and
she
was
there,
waiting
for
just
the
right
moment
to
collect
her
prize.
The
prize
of
the
animal
he
really
was.
He
was
fortunate
that
night,
as
Dorian
never
found
out
the
deception
of
his
Alessandra.