Amelia Two days of hiding out at the Waldorf alone, head in a tail spin. Pregnant. I reach down and touch my stomach. This precious little miracle inside of me. Part of me just wants to run right now, disappear into the night, it would be easier to run and hide on my own. The thought of leaving Erik, of him never knowing, I know it would keep him safe and I would sacrifice everything to keep him safe. Well not everything anymore. Our child is more important now. How can I deny him the same chance to protect and love our child? Even if it puts him in the danger I have always tried to keep him away from, he has the right to be with us. I need to tell him everything. Still I feel sick and it’s beyond the morning or should I say all day sickness that I have been fighting the last two days. It’s come from no where but now I feel my whole body affected. The few vampire babies that I have had the opportunity to study have grown quicker, the gestation seems to be half of that
Amelia I hesitate to respond and I see an anger in him now beyond anything I had compelled. His hand tightens a little around my neck but it only serves to make me want him more. His face moves closer to mine, eyes narrowing “Am I your true master?” And there it is the truth I can no longer deny. I give the most imperceptible nod of my head and it earns me a frustrated snarl. He presses his raging hard on into my stomach making it impossible to think straight, to come up with excuses. “Am I your fucking master Amelia?” “Yes” I whisper, his eyes blaze, “Yes” I repeat louder. The intensity of emotion in his eyes burns me like the sun, my breath catches in my chest as I wait for his response. “Do you fucking want me?” What kind of question is that, nothing in this world could be more obvious “Yes” I’m quick to respond breathlessly. His face is almost unreadable “Yes what?” Fuck me he’s still there, still needing to take control of the situation. “Yes master” the infer
Amelia My whole body may have frozen but Erik’s doesn’t he continues to work in and out while Nico stares at us enraged. I am too lost to him to form any kind of coherent response or excuse but Erik seems to cover it for me. “Join us?” One simple statement, a statement that will change everything. A slow deliberate smile takes Nico’s face as he watches us now. “Why not” he states and begins to undress. Is this seriously happening right now? He walks towards us and a look passes between Erik and Nico above my head, what am I in for. I feel bereft as Erik withdraws from me and then his hand snakes under my body pulling me up against this hard body. He walks with me like that pressed against him towards the large rattan sofa. Nico sits down before us his cock completely and utterly ready for this moment. Erik moves me towards him helping me to straddle Erik and positioning myself above his waiting eager cock. Inside I feel a little twinge of guilt I have not missed this
Amelia “We need to talk” all three of us blurt out at the exact same moment. Shit, well the bubble is well and truly broken. The bite of the air makes me shiver and they both look at me, somehow I don’t feel self conscious under their gaze. Erik gives a heavy sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, I can see his anger still bubbling under the surface just looking for a reason to come out. Inspecting Nico’s beautiful face, it feels like the whole world has changed since the last time I saw it, he looks tired and worried. “I need a shower and clothes then we’ll talk” I state firmly and walk away from them. “I’ll cook us dinner” Nico calls after me and I can’t help a little smile, he is a divine cook, if he wasn’t who he is he would be a world class chef. Taking my time in the shower I let the warm water soothe me, calm the torrent of emotions swirling, my nerves, my fears. Telling Erik about the baby was daunting enough but now Nico will need to know too. He will want to
Harlow My heart is in my throat as I pace the room. Eyes fixated on the rapidly deteriorating condition of the person I love most in this world. My body shakes, tears carve streams down my face, my throat raw from hours upon hours of emotional pain. If I close my eyes for a moment I can picture him as he should be, that dimple on his chin standing out with his breathtaking smile, dark hair flopping into his bright blue eyes. Strong, muscular, powerful. One of the thirteen vampire lords, the best of them. The only one of his line after his mother Eve had chosen the true death. I don’t know exactly how old he is, even he doesn’t anymore but in that very long life he has never made another vampire. Of all of the people that the hunters could have targeted with this horrific new bio weapon they have created, they have made a mistake. He has never harmed a soul, never fed from humans and uses his healing power as a doctor in the human world to save their lives. We have bee
Harlow I’m pulled from my misery by a loud commotion running through the house. Nicolas raises his head looking at me with questions in his eyes. I just shake my head and open the doors, at the top of the stairs I stop looking down into the large entrance vestibule, I can see the front doors wide open and beyond three blacked out Range Rovers in front of the house. Who the hell is that? A huge mean looking vampire in a black suit and black sunglasses opens the rear door of the middle car and my breath stops in my throat. The elegant woman stepping out is dressed in a red fitted designer trouser suit, killer black stilettos and a black lace almost see through fitted top beneath. Black sunglasses hide her eyes, deep red paints her lips and her black hair pulled back tightly in a chick smooth bun. She looks like she should be on the cover of a fashion magazine. I am in no doubt who she is. The Vampire Queen. Recovering my senses I dash back to tell Nicholas, this is even wor
Amelia As I make my way through the front doors of the castle like mansion I call home I prepare myself for what is coming. I snuck away without informing my King where I was going and I will be punished for it. Queen or not he is still my master, still the most powerful. Yet I find myself unable to care what my punishment will be Erik walks this world still and that is all that matters to me. Pausing before the doors to his council chamber I prepare myself, put on my mental armour, after all this time he can not shake me. As I stride in I see the letcherous looks on his cronies faces, refusing to meet their eyes I make my way to the empty seat beside my husband. Nico his most prized right hand man gives me a look that tells me I am indeed in trouble. A sideways glance from my husband proceeds his challenge “Where have you been without our permission my wife” the last word emphasised like that should mean I have no control over what I do without him. I smile sweetl
Amelia In the sanctuary of my room I take a long refreshing shower, letting the hot water wash away the emotions that have been consuming me since I was told of Erik’s situation. There had been no doubt or hesitation in my mind, I was wiling to give whatever was needed to keep him in this world. My whole heart, every part of my being still belonged to him. I don’t bother to turn when I hear the shower door slide open and feel a presence walk in I know who it is already. His lips place a soft kiss at the nape of my neck and arms snake around my body pulling me back into his. I feel him hard for me already. “Was that really necessary” I sigh and I feel the curve of his smile against my skin “If I don’t instigate it he’ll do it himself or get one of them, would you rather that?” I relax into his arms and place my hands over his own as he starts to move them over my body, making me moan at his touch. “No” I moan breathlessly as he squeezes one of my nipples “this only wor