The day started off well and everything felt right. Everything from the food and the guest list was overseen by my mother who was meticulous to the core. Before long it was already mid day and every nobel of the clan started trooping in one after the other, the whole greeting and introduction bore me to no end.
Sitting at the throne watching everyone chattering endlessly made me yearn for some entertainment. I call on one of the maids that stood by waiting for my command with the flicker of my wrist.
One of them, the least attractive one, came close, her head bowed.
“Your Majesty, what may I do for you?” she asks, in the trembling voice I grew to be so familiar with.
“Bring Eris to me,” I request, stirring the wine in my free hand that glowed like blood “I want her in that black dress I got her, you know the one with the ribbon”
“Yes your majesty” she responded walking hastily towards the back stairs.
Things are finally going to get lively
I gulp the rest of the wine, savoring the taste as it flows through my throat, the coolness exciting my senses.
It doesn't take too long before the maid brings Amelia down to the ballroom.
Finally
She blushed at the touch of my fingers as her lashes fall, her demeanor that of a mouse never ceased to amuse me.
Tiny, frail and defenseless, the best combination that made the best slave. That was why I chose her. I'd sometimes wonder what she thought of me, not that it ever bothered me but my curiosity did get the best of me sometimes.
Our dance is disrupted by a group of civilians approaching us and I hear a laugh so familiar I have to turn around, and there I see Freya looking as seductive as ever, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
Freya and I have known each other for so long,we had spent passionate nights together and were once betrothed to each other but life has other plans.
Her eyes sent signals to me, she still wanted me even till now. The heat within me rose and even though I no longer loved her, one more passionate night won’t hurt.
Right?
I lead her to my private chambers and she excuses herself from her crowd of acquaintances following me inside.
My eyes look up to the moon, the ritual will start soon so I have to be quick. Beating about the bush would be pointless.
I slam her to the wall, my hands holding her small waist as she purrs and pants biting her bottom lip.
My eyes go down her large soft breasts as the urge to devour them takes over me. She didn't have the prettiest face but she always knew how to make her assets make me want her.
“I know you want me,” she whispers in my ear, pushing her bosoms on me as she rubs and grinds on me with them.
The ritual would be starting moments from now, but this wouldn't take too long, I'd be done with her within minutes.
She undid the top of her blouse that barely held her breasts together and I dipped my hands in them squeezing them with vigor and satisfaction as she moaned in my ear.
With every moan I squeezed harder as she twisted trying to take in the pain with light cries much to my pleasure.
She was always one to be stubborn , that was why I couldn't be with her. I needed someone who could bend to my whim, and she was not the one.
My hand slides to her large nipples that were hardened by my touch and I grabbed them nibbling and sucking, I was determined to leave a mark like I always did.
Her cries finally intensifies and that's when the real fun begins. I let go of her breasts lifting her skirt as she panted hoarsely. I take her by the neck as my lips meet hers as my fingers find her soaked core waiting to be tantalized by my touch.
I break the kiss, spinning her around as I bend her over from behind lifting her skirt. Her body bends to my whim and I undo my robe. I thrust into her gliding in with no problem.Her cofe taking in all of me as I pound in delight. Her cries become music to my ears. With every thrust I came alive as I went deeper and deeper.
Her fingers scratch the walls and she turns towards me, eyes filled with lust and desire as she bites her lips with hair scattered around her face.
“I've been waiting for this day for so long” she gasps in between breaths as her eyes lock with mine.
“I know” I reply, as I feel my body reach its peak. I've never felt so alive.
Who wouldn't want the vampire king making love to them?
Her body crashed into mine with the rhythm of my thrusts and our nectars poured into each other as she screamed one last time.
The first warning bell sounded and I pull myself out of her leaving her to catch her breath.
I fasten my robe ready to join the others, as the feeling of disdain towards her begins to erupt within me.
She sighs seductively as she comes towards me.
“I always knew you still wanted me-” she says, reaching to touch me but I quickly grab her hands not wanting her to go any further.
“Don't touch me” I spit, dropping her hands as her face flashes an expression of puzzlement.
“What do you mean, we just-”
“We did, didn't we?” I reply not holding back to the smirk on my face “well it seems that's past tense now. Leave”
I watch with interest, how her face falls.
“You really thought we'd be together?” I ask not expecting an answer “Don't get ahead of yourself love”
I let go of her hand and she takes her leave staring down and I can feel the hatred, but I can't care less.
I step out ready for the night to take on.
The room rumbles in anticipation as the mages gather in twos forming a straight line chanting the ancient rituals.
The guards march out in a straight line leaving the ball room and the servants follow sheepishly behind. They know not to disrupt the sacred ceremony to avoid facing lethal consequences.
As soon as the last one is out the mighty doors leading to the ballroom are shut behind them.
We gather round as the moon’s rays that leaked into the ballroom intensifies and soon the moon begins to turn red, the magnificent shade of blood. I can feel the energy already as my body shakes with need for its power.
The ray's glaring light shoots to a spot, the center of the ballroom and the mages’ chants soften.
It is time.
“Bring forth the blood orb” orders Callix, the oldest of all the mages.
The castle shakes as the ground opens up and the surge of anticipation shakes my very being.
The moonlight hits the hole and the mages begin to shout out chants of the moon but nothing happens.
Harsh whispers fill the room as confusion begins to take over.
“What's happening?”
“Why isn't anything happening?”
“What is going on?”
My mother and I turn to each other and a look of bewilderment engulfs her features.
“Try harder this time” she yells at the mages.
They look at each other and start from the very beginning rearranging themselves and begin to chant with a loud harmonic symphony but the situation remains the same. My blood boils in irritation.
What is the meaning of this?!
I walk past the mages pushing anyone who might be standing in my way aside and I look into the hole to see if anything is wrong.
What's when I see my worst nightmare.
The orb is gone.
What?
How could this be?
The rest of our guests seem to see the shock in my eyes as they move to see for themselves what the problem is and as soon as their eyes land on the empty surface their eyes pop.
The room begins to roar in outrage and I could feel the beast in me awaken.
“What is the meaning of this?!” I roar shushing the crowd as they stare at me with bloodshot eyes.
“What ever do you mean by that?” screams Freya from the crowd as she makes her way to the front “the orb was out in your palace and was under your care, we should be the ones asking you that question” she spits and the crowd begins to shift their gaze towards me their eyes sapped of sympathy that made my blood run cold.
The bloody wretch. How dare she try to turn them against me!
“How dare you try to accuse your king!” Spits mother “you whore of the night!” she continues and Freya’s expression changes and a flash of shame appears in her eyes.
“Someone who is not of our kind clearly did this to us” mother continues “We were all here and no one left this room”
Freya's eyes and mine lock at that statement but we both know we didn't take the orb.
Whoever did this isn't here, who is it?!
“That disgusting human girl” says mother finally, her eyes twitching as her fangs begin to protrude.
Suddenly something clicks. Eris. Eris isn't here.
I march to the door pulling them open, my beast threatening to break loose.
“Guards,bring me Eris now!!”