by Zara Novak
Eric let his hand drop to his side, turning his head as he looked at his mate. “I know that look…” Papers rustled as they dropped to the stone floor by Eric’s side, he circled his hands around Claire’s waist and pressed his body against hers firmly. Leaning forward, his lips brushed the flesh of her throat and he bit down on her ear gently, sending sparks of warmth across her skin. She let out a slow and throaty groan, tipping her head back as his lips kissed her.
“You’re a naughty girl, Miss Eldridge,” Eric said, sending pleasant shivers down her spine. She swore his voice alone would have been enough to make her come. It certainly got her hot and ready down there. Claire’s thighs tensed at his deep baritone whispered across her ear, clenching in want for him. “You’re going to make me very late…”
“Then let us be late,” she whispered back to him, tilting her head forward and pressing her lips hard against his. Eyes closed, she threaded her hands through his thick black hair and moaned through closed lips as he kissed her long and hard. Her tongue found his and they moved around each other, twisting, flicking, tasting.
They broke away and the world swam with dizziness for a moment. His hands were held firmly on either side of her face, his own face just mere inches from hers. His sparkling reds flicked between her eyes and her lips. She smoothed her lips together in anticipation, projecting one thought forward into the ether with her lust laden eyes.
Fuck me daddy.
His brow flickered above his sparkling red eyes, indicating that he’d heard the message. He could read her mind if she wanted to, and right now she wanted him to, but he didn’t have to be a mind reader to know what she wanted.
Eric guided his hands around the back of her waist and squeezed hard, tugging his hips against the damp spot at the top of her legs. Claire let out another primal groan of want, wriggled free from his grasp and stepped back. His eyes faltered slightly as he watched his mate step back.
“Is something the matter?” he asked. “Please don’t tell me you’re teasing me. I can’t bear it.”
Heat smoldered from Claire’s gaze as she looked the vampire up and down. “Oh, I’m definitely not teasing. I just have a little surprise I wanted to show you. I was saving it for later, but I just don’t think I can wait any longer…”
Intrigue filled Eric’s gaze, and he sunk his teeth into his lower lip as he looked his mate up and down, wondering what she had prepared for him. Claire took another step back and smiled to herself gently. She wore a tight-black dress that ran the length of her body, accentuating her curves, obscuring every inch of her flesh save for a small triangle-shaped patch just below her neck. There she wore an emerald green locket that had been gifted to her by Eric just a few days before.
Lifting her hands, she found the zip hidden at the side of her dress and pulled it all the way down to her thigh. The next second she had slipped the dress from off her torso and twisted her hips to let it fall down to the ground, revealing the full set of white lingerie she was wearing underneath. Eric’s eyes filled with black at the sight, and she noticed his trousers had grown very tight around the crotch. His mouth dropped, jaw hung open like a daydreamer.
“What’s the matter?” Claire asked innocuously as she looked down at her body. “Don’t you like it?” Claire had never been one to try anything so racy before she’d got with Eric. She’d never been a fan of her curvy body before meeting the vampire. She’d never had the confidence to try anything like this. Her last year with Eric had been an adventure in sexual discovery however. The gorgeous vampire worshipped the very ground she walked on, making her feel wanted and protected every day.
Eric stared at her, his jaw still hanging open. The only color left in his eyes was now a thin sliver of crimson red around his wide black pupils. “I like it…” he managed, almost sounding as if he choked on the words. “I like it a lot…”
Rushing forward, the vampire crushed her in his muscular grasp, pushing his lips against hers again as his hands moved across her body. His strong palms felt wonderful against her skin, squeezing against the white lace that hugged her curves. Smoothing, spanking, sliding under the fabric of her panties and brushing over her slick folds.
They spiraled across the room in a fury of drunken passion. One minute they were stood in the center of the large room, the next thing Claire knew she had fallen back onto the bed, weight propped on her elbows as she looked up at the vampire standing before her. Eric undressed quickly, stripping his vest from his muscular torso and dropping his trousers to the floor, climbing over her, wearing nothing but a pair of tight black briefs that barely contained the python lurking between his legs.
Their lips found each other’s again and then his mouth was working down her body, kissing her breasts, dancing across her stomach. A second later he was perched between her thighs, pushing his tongue against her pussy through her lace underwear.
“Oh God,” Claire moaned, her hips lifting from the bed as her sex longed to be near him. “I love you, Eric.”
“I love you too, kitten,” he purred, wrapping his thumbs around the waistline of her panties and tugging them all the way down her legs. His hands pressed her thighs apart, and then his lips were on her in an instant, pulling a loud and long moan of appreciation from her mouth.
“Oh God, Eric!” Claire’s hand scrunched at the bedding as her mate fucked her pussy with his tongue. He had a maddening way of teasing her by going slow, but neither of them had the patience for that today. His strong tongue brushed up her wet line, pushing forward as he slipped inside of her, tasting, tickling, throbbing. The next minute his full lips were pursed around her bud, sucking gently as his finger slid inside of her.
Claire’s eyes opened wide as the thick pad of his finger found her spot, and a few minutes later she was coming hard. She came with her breath shaking, lips rounded, body tensed as the fire sparked across her body. Her lust drunk lover came up a moment later to taste her lips again and she wrapped her hand around his head, forcing his lips against hers, sucking her juices from his sweet and delicious skin.
“Now it’s my turn,” she said as she pushed him onto his back and rolled over to straddle him in an instant. She practically ripped his briefs from his body and now she sat atop his naked body, with her hands pressed against his muscular torso. She looked down at the thick meat of his cock and wrapped a hand around it, stroking her palm up and down his shaft slowly.
“Oh baby,” he moaned while slipping his hands behind his head. Claire shuffled forward on his body, hovering her hips over his, pulling his cock back and nestling the thick tip against her glistening folds. His eyes flared as she pushed down against him, swallowing his cock with her tight and dripping pussy.
The vampire squeezed his hands tight around her waist, thrusting his hips up and pulling her down to bury himself as deep as he could. Claire dropped her head back, moaning long and low as she felt herself tensing around the pillar of hot marble inside of her.
She pulled her hips up until his tip was kissing the edge of her pussy, then she rolled them back again, driving herself all the way to his base. The vampire groaned loudly, tightening his grip on her ass. She quickly settled into a fast rhythm, bouncing up and down on his shaft, squeezing her breasts, rolling her hips, digging him deeper with every stroke.
Eric pulled his hips back and held her in the air slightly, thrusting his cock up and down inside of her as he held her still. He pulled her face down to meet his and they kissed wildly as his cock speared her in two. Within a few minutes shaking proclamations of want were spilling from Claire’s trembling lips. They held each other’s gaze as their tempo reached a maddening rush. The air grew hot, their skin slicked with sweat. She felt herself tensing around him. His cock hardened and grew inside of her.
That’s it, she thought as she looked down into those hungry black eyes. Come for me baby. Fill me. Fill every inch.
They came together in a blast of orgasms and pleasure. Fire sparked across Claire as she felt her mate explod
e inside of her, filling her with his love. They pulled tight against each other, clinging hard, bodies tensed, buried as deep as possible while his cock erupted over and over. She screamed his name into the air of the room repeatedly, rolling her hips up and down, feeling herself slicking over the love that spilled down his shaft.
“Yes!” she cried. “Yes! Yes!” over and over again until their maddening crescendo finally settled, fizzling into a deep warmth that filled them both from head to toe. They stayed there like that together for a few moments, bodies held together, heads pressed together, lips exchanging grateful kisses, eyes staring into each other’s depths.
Parting, Claire collapsed on the bed beside Eric, feeling content and very much satisfied. He turned to face her, propping his weight on one elbow as his other hand brushed random patterns over her legs and hips. After a few long minutes her breath was back to normal. Sex with Eric was intense, but she had quickly become accustomed to its physical demand. The man fucked like a God, it made sense that pleasure would be quite demanding.
“I know that look,” she said as his eyes flicked over her body in want. “What is it you want Mr. Belmont?”
“Oh, I think you know what I want,” he said as he leaned forward, kissing her again. Claire moaned appreciation through her mouth at his lips finding hers again. They broke away after a moment and he moved down to lavish her breasts with that same affection.
“What about this meeting…” she laughed as he lost himself in her body. “We’re going to be late.” She fed the words back to him that he had said before.
The vampire looked up at her, his eyes burning with a want that could no longer be stopped. He flipped her over onto her front and smoothed his palms over her ass, spreading it and planting his lips on her wetness. His hands tugged around the crease of her hips, pulling her back, opening her up, presenting her for him. She felt his weight shuffle on the bed and gasped as the hot tip of his cock pushed against her ass. He inched forward, tugging her back as he slipped inside.
“I guess we’ll just have to be late then Miss Eldridge, I guess we’ll just have to be late.”
8
“Password?” said the voice at the enchanted door.
Eric lifted his red eyes to the dark wooden door and spoke the words. “Angel Heart.” The secret door slid backward into the stone wall and he stepped through into the hidden creche beyond. As he walked through the doorway the entrance sealed behind him again. He turned and saw the family witch, Rubago, sat in a chair beside the door holding Vrako, his eldest child.
His heart swelled with warmth at the sight of his baby boy. Eric crouched at the feet of the witch, who was rocking slowly in a chair as she sung nurseries song to the child.
“How have they been today?” Eric asked while stroking a hand across Vrako’s sleeping cheek.
“Good,” the witch answered. “I’m just preparing the safety enhancements for their grand introduction.”
Eric nodded, and swallowed in trepidation. Today was the day that he and Claire had finally decided to reveal their vampire triplets to the vampire world. They were taking great care to ensure their safety in case anything might go wrong. Rubago had gone to great lengths to ensure the children would be kept safe.
“And nothing can hurt them?” he asked for the thousandth time, just to make sure. It was highly unlikely there would be any trouble today, but he was taking no chances with light assumptions. The screening process to receive an invitation today had been very intense, and security was at an all-time high in the castle.
“The spells I am putting on these children are as safe as the spell hiding this very creche that I designed for you. Have no fear Eric,” the witch said with a nurturing smile as she stroked Vrako’s sleeping face. “I will die before I let any harm come to these children. Isla and Isaac are over there with Claire. I’ve already protected them.”
Eric stood and turned to look across the broad room that served as the Belmont family creche. The room had been bare and filled with dust-covered furniture this time last year. When Claire’s pregnancy was announced Eric set to work on getting a room together for his children instantly. Today the room was a bright space filled with color, toys and happiness. They spent time with the children whenever they possibly could, but there was also an around the clock team of staff on call to look after the children at any point.
He crossed the creche, stepping into the fenced off area in the far corner where Claire sat on the floor with Isaac and Isla, who were both sat up right playing together with their toys. Sitting down, he smoothed a hand across Claire’s back and kissed her cheek. Isla looked up and saw her daddy, raised her hands, indicating she wanted to be picked up.
“She’s missed her daddy,” Claire said, smiling as Eric leaned forward and scooped his daughter into his arms.
The next hour was spent playing and laughing with their children. Reading to them, feeding them. Making sure they stayed out of trouble (which was easier said than done when Vrako returned to the mix).
“He’s definitely got my father’s temper,” Eric laughed to himself as he attempted to soothe Vrako down from another temper tantrum. The children were already one, and time seemed to fly faster every passing day. Isla and Isaac were still getting to grips with walking, but Vrako had long since mastered the act, and regularly toddled about the playpen, causing havoc and mischief whenever he could.
The nursery door opened a moment later and they all turned to see Eric’s younger sister, Sophia, standing in the doorway, accompanied by her latest infatuation, Edmund Volks.
“How are my favorite nephews and nieces today?!” Sophia sang as she skipped across the room. Eric and Claire smiled as they watched the children light up at the sight of Sophia. She was definitely their favorite aunt and was naturally great with kids.
Standing, Eric exited from the playpen and walked over to acknowledge Edmund, who wasn’t quite at home around children as Sophia was. “Edmund.”
“Eric,” Edmund said and nodded back. “I just received word from Ansel and Eli that everything is ready down in the hall. Everyone ready up here?”
“I think so,” Eric said, looking back at Claire who nodded back at him. He turned around to face Edmund once more. “I guess it’s time to finally unveil our children to our curious public.”
“They’re curious all right,” Edmund said. “There has to be three hundred vampires in that hall. Are we absolutely sure this is safe? I don’t want anything bad happening to the little ones.”
“The guest list has been worked over with a fine-tooth comb,” Rubago answered as she stopped to stand beside Edmund and Eric. “My Cognizance tells me there is no ill-will in the air, and Kat has said the same to me too. Everyone here is here because they want the prophecy to succeed.”
“Exactly,” Claire said, huffing as she stood to her feet with Isaac in her arms. “Our children are a miracle, and the vampires in this valley have faced hard times recently. Seeing the triplets is going to help cement people’s faith in the prophecy, and it might even help us find the lost daughter’s faster.”
“I’m all for that,” Edmund said. “Sooner this prophecy business is over, sooner I can head back to Dead Rest and start picking up college girls again.”
Sophia zipped across the room in an instant at Edmund’s joke and squeezed her hand around his cheeks in mock fury. “And why would you need college girls when you’ve got a lovely vampire girl like me?”
Edmund burst out laughing and pulled the girl into his grasp, turning her on her heels so her back was against his chest. “Christ, I never get tired of winding you up girl.”
“Come,” Rubago said, rolling her eyes and laughing as she watched the playful couple. “Let’s get the triplets ready and head downstairs.” She turned to face Eric and Claire. “Your audience is waiting.”
“We thank you all for coming today,” Eric said while he looked out across the room of vampires. Three hundred vampires had been invited over all. Male and female vamp
ires from across the country. Some came from the forest, some came from afar. Many were supers like himself, but some were regular vampires too. They all shared one thing in common that they were trusted. Times were dark now, and an alliance was more important than ever.
“I trust you have all heard of the strange happenings in our valley recently. Vampires have died, vampires have born. Vampires thought dead have even returned. A war is rising amongst our people, and it is clear with each passing day that there is more at stake than we ever realized. I brought you here to tell you about the prophecy of the three.”
A tide of whispers rolled across the great hall at mention of the prophecy. Eric looked across the stage to Claire and nodded at her to come over. She approached the podium and Eric got into position. “This is Claire Eldridge. She is human. A year before now it was thought there were no breeders left in the world, but then I found Claire. Last year she gave birth to triplets. Our triplets. I’m sure you have all heard about this already, but we’ve brought you here today to show the power of the prophecy.”
Turning back, Eric looked toward the curtain behind him. “Rubago, if you will.” The room grew tense with excitement as the curtain parted on the stage. Rubago walked out with the triplets in a stroller. The audience gasped as they saw the vampire children for the first time, and then fell silent with shock. The witch approached the edge of the stage and stood there while vampires in the audience clamored forward to get a better look.
Claire’s hand squeezed Eric’s apprehensively, and he squeezed back in reassurance. He didn’t suspect anyone in the crowd would attempt to hurt a vampire child, but they’d made every precaution in case the worst did happen. The witch and the children appeared plain as day in front of everyone, but an invisible barrier of magic surrounded them on all sides, unbeknownst to the watching audience.
“It’s a miracle!” a female vampire shouted from the audience. “A real miracle!” Murmurs of agreement sang up from other vampires in the crowd. Claire’s hand squeezed at Eric’s again, and he felt a sense of pride stirring in his chest.