Mated Enemies

She was crying in frustration now but I was more intent on the child in her womb and if we’d hurt him with that last move. “Okay-okay!” I soothed her and pressed down on her clit. I nipped the mark on her neck between my teeth while gliding my cock in deep, just where she needed it to be.

“Better?” She was so far gone she answered me with a nod of her head, something she wouldn’t have done had her pussy not taken over her brain. I leaned back with her hips held firmly in my hands and looked down between us at her ass and the hair at the base of my cock; she’d taken all of me. All fourteen inches, buried deep in her pregnant pussy. “You have a tight little ass!”

I felt her muscles tighten and her head fell back on my shoulder before she opened her mouth and screamed. As someone who could usually hold out for hours without even coming close, I realize that with her I barely last an hour if that. I’m almost always ready to cum even before I get inside her, all because she’s mine, only mine.

I bit into her flesh now, grazing my teeth along the mark of the dragon and the four stars that was the crest of the royal family, something that only a select few will ever be blessed with and felt her cum again, dragging my seed from my balls that should’ve been long drained as much as I’ve cum in her in the last few hours.

She turned her head for my lips and we shared a kiss while she was still feeling the effects of her sexual high. I knew in another second or two she’d be up to her shit again, so I enjoyed it while it lasted. When we both needed to breathe, she more than I, I let her feet down and turned her around after turning off the water.

I picked her up and headed back to the tub where the water was still warm and stepped in with her in my arms. She cuddled up to my chest as the steam rose around us and I held her as she drifted off to sleep. The kid is really doing a number on her; she sleeps more than a newborn kitten because of him.

I looked in on him too and he was fast asleep for once, and not sticking his nose in my business! She didn’t budge when I lifted her out of the water ten minutes later, or when I got her dressed in another one of my thousand dollar shirts that looked way better on her.

I too was tired after a whole day spent with the sun up, so when I put her to bed on the fresh sheets Dennis’ meddling ass had snuck in here and changed while we were in the bathroom, I climbed in beside her. My once cold unaffected heart rolled over in my chest when she turned into me and threw her arm across my chest with her head on my shoulder. Bliss!

Lucien

Shit! The fuck do they want? I came awake because of a constant nagging buzz in my ear and intercepted a telepathic call from her sisters. I blocked it before it could awaken her. She needed her sleep and I didn’t need the headache. I know I’m going to have to deal with them sooner or later but that could wait. Preferably a year or two!

I studied her face in repose, still getting use to her beauty. I’m vain as fuck so the fact that my woman is extremely beautiful and will grow more so with time, did me just fine. I’d reached the stage where I can’t wait to show her off one minute and not willing to share her with anyone the next.

The thought of seeing her dressed in the traditional royal robes of my people and watch them fall all over themselves to please her was enticing, because all vampyre are vain, in fact all immortals come to think of it. But then I imagine the men lusting after her and that won’t be good for anyone, least of all them.

As crown princess consort and future empress, all eyes will be on her as soon as word spreads of our union. In the weeks ahead she’s going to be put through rigorous etiquette and comportment training, something I plan to keep a very close eye on because I don’t want anything about her to change. Not even the fact that she’s borderline nuts with her multiple personality shit.

I don’t want her to become stiff and lifeless like so many of the noble women of my clan, don’t want her to lose that spark under a heavy burden of strict protocol because she had the misfortune to become my wife.