Miraharlson

"Open your eyes for me please. Let me see the desired in them." Lucius pleaded as he took her lips again. He had felt his own climax when she did. Her screams sending unending waves of pleasure to his cock. He had come fast and hard with a groan of his own and now he feared that he had hurt her. "Please." He pleaded again when she didn't respond.

She was so deep in pleasure that she couldn't hear him. He felt an overwhelming happiness that he had given his soul mate that much pleasure. But he needed to be sure that it was indeed pleasure. He wanted to do right by her. He wanted her to tell him that she loved this.

Monica opened her eyes slowly tears falling from it as she did.

"Tears of pleasure?" He asked, his eyes pleading for an answer. Monica couldn't speak and she knew it. She didn't even try to speak her voice was clogged as so many emotions ran through her, the most outstanding being intense pleasure.

I must enter you now." he warned her begging for permission. He didn't want to hurt her.

She nodded in understanding but she knew as much as he did that gestures weren't enough. A promise came softly from her lips as she spread her knees wider for him." Take me because from this moment I'm yours."

Settling between her legs, he balanced on his forearms. He shook with anticipation and need. His body was coiled, his chest on fire, his heart now a mallet swinging inside his chest. "By the great sun, it has never been like this."

"Never?" Monica asked still in a cloud of her own desire.

Her body had begun to writhe beneath his. Her sex smelled so sweet and beckoning. Lucius wanted to suckle her again going low but his other needs were too great.

"Never."

Much to his surprise, he felt his invisible binding tendrils release from his shoulders and arms, his legs, even his buttocks. He had felt this when he kissed her in the forest and when he was alone with her in the dining. Every time he saw her his body craved to be bound to her, there was no resisting it.

"What is that sensation?" she asked. "Like fingers rippling over my skin."

"The invisible binding ropes. I am so sorry, Monica I have waited for you for such a long time a century to be precise. The prophecy promised me a soul mate one who would be bound to me. I have waited so long to feel this pleasure. The pleasure my people who have been bound to their mates felt. I want this my body cannot resist it. My body feels a need to bind you to me I can't control it."


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Two humans are kidnapped and forcefully made to live as mates to the King of all Vampires and the strongest Alpha. They are  both bound by one thing, their humanity_but other than that their fates are completely different.


This is the story of the Vampire king Lucius the sun of Apollo who was cast down to earth by Zeus and his mortal mate, Monica. It features, The war and trepidation that surrounds the vampire kingdom. The humans they love and the humans that love them. The werewolves they align and the alpha's that make terrible decisions. Even the witches that threaten to extinct vampires are not left out of this tale. This is a story of love and war and no one is bound to play fair.


warning: Contains mature content.

One night with the King(Updated everyday)

Charlotte pressed her neck harder with her elbows, her eyes stayed on hers, she was glaring at her in anger. Miranda felt all the air leave her lungs and she knew she had to do something. To say something. This situation could be to her benefit, she just had to think of how she could make it so it would favour her instead of hurting her. She closed her eyes and then opening it a thought came into her mind and she loved it.


"If I should agree to help you then we get to spend a night together. That's the reward I want. I don't need freedom but you." Miranda choked out. The mere thought of spending one night with Charlotte gave her strength even though her breathing laboured more with anticipation.


She was so amused by the look of surprise on Charlotte's face that if she wasn't choking now she would have burst out laughing. She really hoped that Charlotte would take her offer, it didn't matter what she made her do as long as she could have a night of sin with her. A night where she could finally let out all her guilty pleasures.


Charlotte quickly let go of her neck and moved back to allow her breathe. She adjusted her own clothe and watched Miranda as she rested on the pillar judiciously taking in air. Her face was expressionless when she spoke. "And why would I do that?" She asked. But, no matter how had she tried to look unaffected a blush crept up her face. She was flushed and even her blank expression and disinterested voice couldn't keep it out. She never expected Miranda to say it outright that she wanted her.


Charlotte had no problem making love to Miranda. She was bisexual after all. It had been long she had been with a woman. She always fucked women older than her because she was quite vicious when it came to sex and she didn't want to kill someone in the name of making love to them. She loved illicit affairs, the danger made up for her boredom in the palace.


If she should agree to Miranda's terms then Miranda would be the first young vampire she would pleasure both mail or female. She had no intention of showing her mercy.


If she should insist on this deal then she would treat her like she treated all her lovers not regarding her age. After all she was asking for it and even so, boldly. Because of her audacity she would be as vicious as she always was maybe even more vicious. She felt the need to tame Miranda and show her who was boss. The smug expression on Miranda's face at her discomfort was pissing her off greatly. The nerve of this woman she thought.


But you know what else Charlotte didn't want to admit, she had never been with someone as pretty as Miranda before and she wanted to. Now looking at her, her body was to die for. She could already imagine having her lips, licking and squeezing her, Shit. She was loving this idea and getting turned on fast.


Think of the king not the maid, Charlotte! She chided herself.


69. Obey