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"No... no you won't," he told her.

His free hand moved to grip her hair, jerking her head back so the he could release her throat. With one hand he held her head twisted back at a painful angle, and the other he moved around her waist to keep her pressed firmly against himself with bruising force.

"Don't scream," he hissed into her ear, and the weight of his domination would likely leave her throat constricted against the impulse to cry out for help.

"Sebastien!"

Adelaine's words went unanswered as he buried his fangs in Vivian's throat. All around them there where signs of vampires feeding on humans, and no one gave notice to Vivian and Sebastien. From the distance, the pair where as intimately pressed together as the other willing victims that frequented the club. Neither pain nor fear would be enough to break the echo of domination that his command had carried with it, and only those closest would see the fear in her eyes, and know otherwise.

"Sebastien! Stop this!" Adelaine told him. "We don't know who she is."

He growled like an animal against Vivian's throat, and Adelaine dared not lay a hand on him.