VAMPIRE: COLLECTION - TWO HOT & PASSIONATE Vampire Short Stories to Tickle You Numb! (MMF, Menage, Threesome, BDSM, Vampire Romance) (3 page)

Angela admired the castle as they walked through the hall. He had held his arm out like they did in the 1800’s and she felt like royalty as she placed her hand in the crook of his arm. She looked around at the old tapestries on the walls. They had to be very old from centuries and centuries ago. They were beautiful and she came to a picture of a woman and man and a little boy. The woman was breathtaking in a sold white gown that flowed out to the floor. The man was wearing a three piece suit in dark blue. The little boy sat at his parents’ feet in dark trouser pants and a white crisp shirt. His hair came to his shoulders and looked like a dark black curtain. The boy looked like his mother with high cheekbones and bright blue eyes. The only thing that resembled the man in the picture was his smile.

“My parents.”

“But this has to be hundreds of years old.” She looked back at him in amazement. He was staring up at the portrait and there was a serene look on his face. There was a tenderness that she hadn’t seen until now.

“The portrait was done 1,246 years ago in Italy.” He smiled at her and braced himself for what was to come.

“But that would make you almost 1300 years old.”

“Yes I am 1,276 years old.”

She started laughing all at once. “That is impossible. Next you’re going to tell me that you are immortal.”

He sat there and just smiled at her.

“Hey brother? What is this shit I’m hearing that you…..” The sentence was broken off as the man who spoke the words walked through the doors of the sitting room and saw Angela. “Oh. I didn’t believe it. You know Damon we don’t have time for this.” He looked at the woman and back to the other man.

Angela looked at the man and she could feel herself getting even madder. The man had blondish brown hair that reached his shoulders. His eyes were the same blue in color as the other man but that was where the resemblances stopped. Where the other man was lean and toned with muscle, this man was a bear. He was broad shouldered and his well defined muscles could be seen under the tight shirt he wore. He could probably crush her throat with one grip. His eyes roamed her body and swept back up to meet her eyes.

“It’s true. You brought a damn human to the fortress? What the hell is wrong with you?” The man looked frustrated and angry. Self consciously, she took a step back.

Placing her hands on her hips she glared at the man. “If you haven’t noticed I am right here. And furthermore the
HUMAN
doesn’t want to be here. I was dragged here against my will.” She stomped her foot past being upset. She was pissed and she wanted to go home.

The man looked at her and smiled. “I am sorry ma’am really, but this is not like our king at all.” She glanced at the other man and it hit her. This man was royalty and probably rich. What did he want with her? She was just a plain and ordinary woman. Unless he wanted to torture her, but if that was the case why bring her to his home where she would be seen?

Damon waved his hand towards her. “She was with Isaac and Calvin.” At the names the other man scowled and glanced at her. “They claim that she is an enlightened.” The bear of a man turned back to her again but this time shock was all over his face. His wide eyes regarded her quietly.

“How can that be?” He said as he walked over and sat in one of the overstuffed chairs. Even with its large size the man looked out of place in it. She watched him silently as he ran his hands through his hair. “This changes everything Damon.”

“Yes I know.” Damon said staring at the flames burning in the fireplace. “I have to leave. I will return tomorrow. She is not to leave under any circumstances until I return. She will be in danger if she steps out of the fortress. You know Isaac and his pack will not stop until they have her, and that is something that can never happen.”

“Yes my king. She needs to get used to the fortress anyway. She will soon be queen.” At that, Angela’s eyes snapped to his.

“What?” She started to leave again and was trapped by the large man.

“Please, let me introduce myself milady. My name is Broden. I am commander and first in command after the king. I will take you to settle, and then I will tell you the tale as we eat dinner. Come. I will take you to your room to freshen up then I will get you something to eat.”

Angela wanted to refuse him but she knew there was no way she could leave while she was under the watch of both men. She looked over at Damon and saw him smile then nod his head towards her direction. “Go my pet. I will come to see you before I leave.”

“Don’t bother.” She heard his laughter ring throughout the room as she followed Broden out the door.

“He is really a good man. You would be surprised.” His voice was so low that she had to strain to hear him.

“Yeah. Ok.”

She followed him up a tall and long staircase and then they branched off to the right. The place was huge with a magnificent crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling at the top of the stairs. They continued on for a few minutes until they came to a door. Opening it he held it open for her. She walked in and gasped at the beauty of the room. Everything was in dark cherry wood including a massive king size bed, long dresser and tall dresser. The wood was engraved with a swirl of a design and she walked over to run her hands over it. Over the bed was a large canopy that held a sheer fabric that reached to the ground. It was dark red in color and she swept a piece aside to see the large bed covered in a dark red velvet blanket that matched the color of the canopy. She stepped back and looked over at a fireplace that had a huge red rug in front of it. It looked so plush she wanted to take her boots off and run her toes through it.

“I want to tell you goodbye. I must go see the seer to find out if what Isaac said was true. You will be safe with Broden. Please stay until my return. You could be in great danger.” She turned to see Damon standing inside the door.

He walked to her and reached a hand out to sweep a flock of hair that had fallen out of the way. Tucking it behind her ear he smiled down at her.

“Why? And what is an enlightened? Look, I don’t know what is going on but I know it’s not natural. Not after watching your face heal.” Her hand reached up without thought and she skimmed her fingertips across his cheek.

He gasped at the contact of her fingers. It was exquisite torture. He wanted her and he let himself accept it for the first time since he met her. He could tell by the look on her face that she felt the same electric current that coursed through him with the contact. Grasping her shoulders he brought her up against him. “Broden will explain everything to you. Promise me you won’t leave until my return.”

She didn’t even know this man but for some reason she felt safe with him. She looked up at him. The intensity of his stare stopped all words from escaping her lips and all she could do was nod.

“Good.” She felt his lips gently cross hers and then with more depth. The electric current that ran through her made her gasp and when her mouth opened his tongue slipped inside to stroke the recesses of her mouth and lips. She felt him curl his tongue to beckon hers and she kissed him back meeting each of his tongue’s thrusts with her own. He gripped her hips and brought her even closer. Her head was spinning and her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him back. He pulled away and looked down at her. “You are mine, regardless of whether you are an enlightened or not. But if you are, it will change many things. I will return soon. When I do, I guarantee that we will finish what we have started.” He looked down at her lips heatedly and swept a hand across her ass lightly before releasing her and swiftly leaving the room.

Angela stood there for minutes touching her lips gently. She had never felt anything like that before in her life. There was a knock at the door and thinking it was him again she opened it without thinking. There was a young man standing there holding her luggage. He smiled at her. Opening the door she gestured for him to set them next to the dresser. After the man left, she quickly changed into jeans and a sweater. She slipped her feet into her tennis shoes and made her way out of the room. Broden was waiting for her outside the door on his phone. She realized after his growl at the phone that he was playing a game. He looked up at her sheepishly and shrugged.

“Fucking candy crush.”

She laughed and followed him back down the large staircase to a dining room that held a large table. It could easily sit 30 people it was so large. She was instantly served with so much food she couldn’t even think about eating all of it. She smiled at Broden as she nibbled a biscuit. For some reason she felt at peace here. She felt safe and comfortable.

“Tell me what an enlightened is.”

He looked at her and sat back in his chair. “Back when supernaturals ruled the lands there was a higher power who stood in control. Kind of like a king and queen but they were the most powerful beings in all the worlds. There were only five of these beings. When they saw that their time was coming to an end to rule, some decided to spread their seed so that their kind could live on. Some tried to mate with supernatural beings, but those children did not live. The only way to breed was with a human. The human had to be untainted. These children were guarded with protection like you can only imagine. They were precious, and the future of a race. When war split, only a few of them survived and were scattered throughout the world to live among the humans. Where many children are now born of this bloodline, there are only few who are born with the power that was once held by the rulers. These children are called the enlightened. The powers they have can only come about when they consume to two supernaturals. When they mate with a supernatural they combine their powers with their mate, and together, they become a dynamic duo that is unstoppable. We have not seen an enlightened for over 600 years. If the seer says that you are what we have been told then it changes everything. The werewolves are coming down hard on humans and there is talk of a takeover. We cannot let that happen.”

“Ok so you think I am some powerful being in disguise then?”

“Yes. It is what your people call a witch. You can change the course of history and save the human race from extinction if you are.”

Angela sat back in her chair and looked at him. She should be laughing, but by now she knew there were things that she didn’t know anything about out there. He had such a stoic look on his face that she knew he believed what he said to her.

“What if I say ‘no’ and go home?”

“Then you hold the responsibility of the end of a race. The werewolves will surely come steal you from your bed and get you to succumb to them, using your powers for evil. They will resort to all measures to get what they want and it won’t be pleasurable for you at all.”

She shivered and sat there. Broden went on to explain about the evolution of vampires, werewolves, sea serpents and other mythological creatures that she had only heard about in fairy tales. When he escorted her to her room he warned her not to try to leave and that there would be a guard at the door if she tried. Leaving her standing alone in her room, he left.

Angela didn’t think that she could sleep, but she must have passed out sometime during the night. She woke back up. It was in the middle of the night. When she sat up in the bed she realized that she wasn’t alone either. Sitting beside her on the bed watching her was Damon.

“What are you doing here?” She scrambled up towards the headboard and pulled the sheet up to her chin. She had on a tank top and her panties under the sheets.

“Waiting for you. You look quite angelic when you sleep. That is, until you wake and open your mouth.” He grinned at her.

“Wouldn’t you be if you were kidnapped?” She scoffed back at him.

He traced his finger down her bare arm and she shivered. She felt pulled towards him like she needed him. She bit her lower lip. Could she let herself go? He smiled at her with a devilish grin like he knew what she was thinking. His hand moved its path up to wrap behind her head bringing her in for a kiss. He kissed her deeply and passionately and she clung to him. Something was different this time. It was if he wasn’t holding anything back. He gently coaxed her down to the bed to lean over her and kiss her deeply. His hand trailed down her side to mold against her breast and he pulled back to look into her eyes.

“As much as I would like to stay here and make you mine, we need to talk.”