Amelia
My face may be a mask of calm but inside my stomach is twisting and my heart racing. What game is Damian playing bringing Erik here? Does he suspect? Does he know? Only Nico’s calm exterior settles my worries if he did know even a fraction of the truth Nico’s behaviour towards me would be very different, he would be in full hate mode instead of indifferent. Our secret language to each other to deceive my darling husband. As soon as the excruciating meal is over I make my excuses and put as much distance between Erik and I as physically possible. That beautiful sweet woman that was with him made me want to be sick. Nothing to do with her, she was lovely, well spoken and I could see by the look in her eyes how she adores him. Everything I had wanted for him to have but it hit me like a dagger to my heart. I never in my wildest dreams thought I would actually have to come face to face with it. I beeline for my private chambers, I need some space just to breathe. How am I going to be able to work side by side with him on this? I’ve made him hate me but it’s not him I’m worried about. How will I be able to stay indifferent when his very presence turns my world on its ass. Arghhh I let my frustration out and smack my palm off of the wall. An irritated sounding chuckle snaps me back into the moment. I hadn’t even heard him come into the room. Damn it! Already he is making me loose my edge. There’s something dark in Nico’s eyes that makes me uncomfortable. I can sense his energy is off. I’m about to speak when he dashes over to me before I can fully turn to face him. He pushes me face first into the wall, his body pressing tight to me, his hardness evident as it uncomfortably pushes into my ass. Moving back slightly he holds me against the wall with one hand on the back of my neck, his feet spread my legs as his other hand pulls my dress up over my hips. His hand moves roughly between my legs pushing inside with two fingers he expertly strokes me in just the right way to set my body on fire and then he pushes his thumb inside my ass making it hard to think as he works me completely. “That’s what you needed” his tone gravelly, sensual as he bites and sucks on my earlobe. His fingers making my body tremble beneath him, waves of pleasure wash over me “Good girl, see no one knows you like I do” Still shaking from my climax he spins me around and pushes me to my knees in front of him unzipping his trousers and roughly fisting my hair. My hands move instinctively to his hips to steady myself before releasing his cock. Normally he likes me to tease him but today he pushes straight against my mouth demanding entry. Willingly I open to give him entry and he pushes all the way to the back of my throat, I have to work not to gag instinctively, with his mood he is not for giving me control, he needs to release his pent up frustration, this needs to be his moment. He is not overly rough, he does not hurt me but he sets the pace, works my mouth to gain what he needs to settle himself. I feel my eyes water and my mascara run as he works his way in and out, he tilts my head up so I am looking at him as he takes his pleasure. “The most perfect sight” he murmurs. All it takes is another few strokes in and out and I feel the tension in him, feel that work up in pace and then his hot release spills down my throat. He sighs as he zips himself back up and drops to his knees in front of me. Cupping my face with both hands he rests his forehead to mine. I feel him begin to still finally and his lips find mine in a deep soulful kiss. “What’s wrong?” I whisper to him when he finally releases my lips. He pulls back to search my eyes his own haunted. “Amelia you have to know how dangerous this is. Everything could unravel” I take a deep heavy breath and close my eyes for just a moment “Nico does he suspect anything? Why has he done this?” He just shakes his head at me “No he doesn’t know anything, I think he was just bored and wanted to stir up trouble. He acted like he didn’t know about Erik’s wife but he did, he’s know about her for months. I think he just wants to play a new game with you rather than actually knowing anything but if you slip up, if he sees any emotion in you, I don’t know what he’ll make me do to you or him for that matter” My heart is heavy, this might just be the hardest thing I’ve had to face in centuries but at least I have Nico in my corner. Blank face and shut off my emotions and hope this ends sooner than later. Damian gets bored so easily these days that hopefully this game will cease to amuse him if he gets no reaction from either of us. I kiss Nico’s lips and move to stand up but he stops me and pulls me back to him “Amelia, there’s something else” I have an awful feeling of dread that I know what he is about to say. “Just say it” I whisper and his eyes tell me before his words “There is a party after the meal tonight. Damian has decided who will be partnered for his enjoyment” I stop breathing “He has set you up to be with me . . . And Erik. The two men who hate you most in this world” his ironic smile says it all. That fucker, he really is playing with me, his stupid orgies where he decides who is fucking who are bad enough but to do this! A sudden thought hits me “What about Erik’s wife?” Nico just shakes his head ‘She is to watch with him”. That twisted fucker!Harlow I am unnerved, this has been a strange and unsettling day. The relief I feel at being shown to our chambers and getting away from those people is palpable. Everything about Amelia makes me feel inadequate and yet I can not muster the desire to hate her. I watched her through that horrible lunch, she was so calm and composed. If I had not been witness to her sacrifice with my own eyes I would have truly believed she had no love remaining for Erik. I do not envy the life she lives. As we close the door behind us I run my hands over Erik’s back and around his waist but I feel him stiffen beneath my touch in a way he has not since before he had taken ill. He surprises me further by stepping out of my reach. My heart begins to ache. She may have compelled his mind to believe he hated her but I am beginning to fear that compulsion can not reach the heart. I can not bear to loose him now. Desperately I close the distance between us and without words I wrap my arms aroun
Amelia I look at myself in the mirror wearing my dramatic make up like armour, deep red lips and black smokey eyeshadow. My hair tumbles in dark waves down my naked back. The gold chainmail of my dress cold against my skin where it touches. Short and tight fitting tying around my neck with a deep cowl showing off my cleavage and a completely bare back. The dress sent by my darling husband. How I hate him to the very core of his being. My small mercy being that he no longer cares to touch me himself. I had endured his ‘affections’ for centuries as he tried desperately to get me to give him an heir. Vampire children are exceedingly rare, perhaps one born every century. No one quite knows why it happens for the rare few and not the rest of us. Well, that’s not exactly true I know the secret but in order to protect my own life and Erik’s I can never share what I found in my research. It took me decades in the lab studying the blood work and dna of those who had success
Amelia If I had thought that the drinks reception was tough the actual meal is worse. I am sat beside Damian as always but the first seat along the table is Erik to my left and his beautiful wife. To Damian’s right as always is Nico his customary glower on his face. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife at our end of the table, sounds of normal and excited chatter drift up from further down the banqueting table but there is an awkward stony silence hanging over us. I feel myself pushing my food around my plate unable to face actually eating anything. I can’t even look up I don’t want to see the hate burning in Erik’s eyes for me. I know I did it to myself but every bit of love I have ever felt for him still burns inside of me. Damian’s cold voice finally breaks the silence “Doesn’t Amelia just look good enough to eat tonight Erik?” His question loaded with innuendo. Fuck! Fuck him why does he always have to be such an antagonistic prick! Still I refuse to look up
Amelia My belly does a little flip flop of nervous excitement as the table is cleared and we are ushered back into the ball room. As we walk through the doors naked humans hand Venetian style masks to each of us. I laugh at the irony of the masks, everyone knows exactly who’s behind the masks it’s a strange illusion of anonymity they represent. I take another glass of champagne along with my gold mask to match my dress, that I know I won’t be wearing for much longer. The ballroom is now surrounded with beds and sofa’s around the edges, still room to dance and mill if that’s what one so wishes. The lighting is dimmed to create a more intimate atmosphere and low sexy music plays in the background. Most of the vampires here are free to enjoy whomever they please throughout the rest of the evening. Only a select few have been issued playmates by my husband but those who have are off limits to anyone else. I’m escorted by a naked human male to the King’s private area, it’s
Harlow I had tried with everything in me not to watch them, to get lost in my own pleasure from the beautiful fledgling between my legs but it was impossible. The sounds of pure passion and rawness of connection could not be ignored. I had watched as she writhed between them and part of me had wanted to be in there with them, to be a part of it. The other part felt a dark jealousy that I had not know I was capable of, Erik’s face was full of an intensity that I had never seen before. He looked at her in a way he had never looked at me. Watching Nico carry her away I feel relief, that once more Erik is all mine. I notice a tenderness in the way he cradles her that is at odds with the disdain he usually displays towards her. I look to Damian to see if he has noticed but his attention is elsewhere already. He watches Erik with hawk eyes as he gets dressed once more and I shift to fix my dress back down moving away
Amelia I follow my personal butler down to the grand foyer where my bags are already waiting to be put into the car that will take us to the jet. Erik is there before me his face set in a grim line, he doesn’t even acknowledge me as I join him. Harlow is no where to be found and my heart aches a little for her, no matter how hard this is going to be I know being stuck here with Damian will be so much worse for her. Mercifully Nico arrives at this very moment, his expression surly and sharp but at least it creates some momentum, a welcome distraction from the awkwardness of the situation. “Let’s go” He snaps and I put on my sunglasses to shield my eyes from their scrutiny, the car ride will not be a comfortable one. Nico doesn’t help by taking the front passenger side leaving me alone in the back with him. We sit at oppostite sides both hugging to the window, the few inches between us feel like an ocean. I fix my gaze out of the window and sit like a statue the entire
Erik She thinks that I don’t see her sneak past me out the main door. I feel a rage bubble inside of me every time I look at her. Her behaviour is a joke, she doesn’t get to run from me after what she’s done. The way she looks at me with that cold condescension makes me what to wrap my hands around her neck and squeeze. She betrayed me, she left me and let me think she was dead for a thousand years. I have mourned someone who never actually existed, all she had wanted was power obviously and when Damian showed up she found a better opportunity. How I hate her for everything she has done and now we are forced back together she keeps thinking she can run away from me, avoid facing the consequences of what she has wrought. Well she has another thing coming, I am going to make her feel every shred of pain I have. I take off after her and I’m grateful there are multiple cars waiting outside the building for the executives to take advantage of. I climb into one just as her car
Amelia I do as he asks and I don’t turn around but I never needed to to know it was him. I felt his energy long before he was behind me, touching me, lighting my body on fire with his very presence. My head is spinning that he did this, my compulsion is strong even on vampires, his hatred for me should be filling his mind whenever he is near me. I can’t understand why he has done this, I also can’t understand why I allowed it to happen. Who am I kidding there is nothing in this world that I wanted more than to feel his touch, his lips on my skin, him filling me completely. Yet, I know this is a dangerous game and will lead to nothing but sorrow. I vow this can never happen again. Slightly dazed, running those moments with him over and over again in my mind, I wander down to the floors below looking for what I actually came here for, an attractive human to feed from. At the bar I ask for champagne and turn to survey the room, it is packed with attractive options, bodies writ