Bloody Vows

by J. E Hanson

  Christian covers his face with his hands for a minute, and then he uncovers the plate. A small garnet box with a tiny gold ribbon is around it.

  I twitch my nose with irritation at Christian. That does it and he has done it again! It is time to lecture him about buying me expensive gifts, “You could have given me earrings at home Chris! You have to stop buying me things! You already have my love!”

  He growls at me, “That is not a fucking pair of earrings, Jeannie! Open the fucking box!”

  My cell phone is ringing non-stop again. I snatch my cell phone from his hand, “I have to take his call, Chris.”

  He jerks my phone from my hand, and he chucks it over his shoulder. My gold smartphone now floats in a pitcher of water, “Not until you open the fucking box!”

  He snaps at me, and this is not like him. I eye him suspiciously, and delicately untie the gold ribbon. He shows his impatience with me by abruptly taking the box, and opening it for me. I stare in the velvet box, and I notice that there is a huge ring sitting in a box. This ring has a large ruby as the centerpiece with large diamonds around it. I gawk at him in surprise. It finally dawns on me what this ring symbolizes.

  I study him, not realizing until now that he is down on one knee. I feel completely stupid with what he is trying to do, but I have to make sure, “Is this an engagement ring?”

  Christian jerks the ring from the box impatiently, “This is your engagement ring. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife for all eternity? You are the only one who I want to be with, Jeannie. We have been through a lot together. I promise to love you until the end of time. Now please say yes.”

  My stomach twists in knots, “Are you sure you want to marry me?”

  Christian huffs at my question, “I am a million percent sure that I want to marry you. I love you, Princess Jeannie. Will you answer yes to my proposal? Will you please marry me?”

  I sit there in complete shock. Without a second thought, I hand him my left ring finger, and nod a quick yes, “Of course I will marry you!”

  Christian appears relieved, as he finishes placing the engagement ring on my finger. I am still in complete shock. Now his phone rings instead.

  He answers his phone, “She is right here, Saber. She is okay, I think. I will let her inform you of the good news.”

  He hands me his phone, and I answer joyfully, “Hi, Papa! Yes, everything is okay.”

  Papa sounds pretty upset, “Why did you not answer your phone? All I want to know is… how was your first day of school?”

  “My phone is sort of out of service right now. I made new friends, and Rosalie has even asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding.”

  “Which sounds like you had a fabulous day, my dear. Why are you sounding a bit off tonight?”

  With a nervous breath, and a lump in my throat, I quietly answer, “Chris just asked me to marry him.”

  “Please tell me you told him yes? Did you agree to his proposal?”

  “I am still in shock, but I am pretty sure I said yes.”

  “That is my girl! Congratulations, Jeannie! Now we have a wedding to plan. You have no idea how happy this makes me. You could not have chosen a finer vampire! I am so proud of you. Now… will you please put my future son-in-law on the phone?”

  I hand the phone to my fiancé. Christian nervously takes the phone from me. They talk for only a minute, and then Christian ends their phone conversation smiling. I pull my phone out of the pitcher of water, and shake my phone a couple of times. After I shake my phone, the emergency alarm sounds. Before I could inform Christian about my psychotic phone, all the Enforcers make it to Empire in less than a couple of minutes.

  Christian throws his hands in the air, “I threw her fucking phone in the pitcher of water! This is another false alarm!”

  Leo chuckles, as he walks over to see my left hand. He notices the oversize engagement ring resting on my ring finger, “I knew you would answer yes! I told you, dudes!”

  Leo is actually Leonardo Durant, but he prefers to be called Leo. He has shoulder-length dirty-blonde hair. He has an oval face and dark eyes. He dresses a similar style to Ian. The only difference is the lack of shades, and a beanie over Leo’s head. He always wears the charcoal beanie with the pearl fangs dripping with blood on the front. He still carries his French accent. Leo was born, and he grew up in Paris, France many years ago.

  “Damn! I lost again!” Zane scowls at Ian and Leo.

  Zane and Ian could pass for twins, except his hair has spikes with no Mohawk. He still leaves his hair neon-green. Both Ian and Zane have angular facial features too. Zane has hazel eyes, and he lacks shades unless he is on official BIB business.

  Ian holds out his hand, as he snorts, “I told you she would answer yes! Pay up, Zane!”

  Zane took out his wallet, and he shoves five fresh hundred-dollar bills in his hand. They love to gamble when it comes to me. Sam also shakes his head in disbelief. I watch him take out his wallet next. I continue to watch a few others hand Ian crisp five hundred dollars bills. The ones who thought I would answer no were; Tommy, Zane, Sam, Brennon, and Brannon. Ian split the pot with Charlie, Leo, Louie, and Erik.

  Alexander shows exasperation on his face, “All of you are showing your level of maturity right now!” he scolds, and then turns to me, “Congratulations! I am so happy that you said yes. Now I will gain a sister who I completely adore,” Alexander hugs me.

  Christian studies my phone with disgust on his face, “That teaches me a lesson to never chuck her phone.”

  Leo musters a small laugh, “I will take her phone. You are lucky that I keep all the spares.”

  Leo left with my phone to replace it. He is the tech wizard for the BIB Enforcers, which is short for Brotherhood In Blood. Ian hugs me, and then he pats my head. Christian points to the door and they take the hint. They file out of the room to leave us standing there. We finally have the room all to ourselves again. I happily kiss my new fiancé with my tongue toying with his.

  He finally breaks away from me. He gently nudges me towards the door, “I can no longer stand your teasing, Jeannie! I believe it is time for us to go somewhere a little more private.”

  “What exactly do you have in mind?”

  He blinks innocently at me, “You will find out soon enough, baby.”

  He scoops me up in his arms. With a blur, he already carries me to his car. Patience is not one of his strong suits either. He impatiently opens the door, and he nearly picks me up, tossing me inside. The paparazzi are right there taking pictures of us again. Christian mumbles something in his native language out of frustration. He is able to cut through the impressive crowd with a few smooth maneuvers. We are on the road in three minutes. He smiles at me in silence. Just the love in his eyes, completely devours my heart and soul.

  He drives over to the boat dock. There is a brand new and noticeably large boat perched beside the dock. Christian parks his car, and he swiftly moves to my side. He impatiently holds the door open for me. After I step out of his car, he refuses to give me a chance to peek at anything. He sweeps me in his arms, and we are on this boat in a blur. After he puts me down, he pushes a button to bring in the anchor. He continues to push on quite a few buttons. We set cruise in the murky water. It dawns on me that he has been around for a very long time, and he probably has done everything by now.

  I eagerly anticipate for what happens next. He doesn’t wait long to show me. He saunters over to me with a wild expression in his eyes. I am in for a very long night when he stares at me with those seductive eyes. We spend the next ten minutes passionately making out.

  He cracks through all my defenses. My body refuses to yield to him—or his touch. Christian knows he is making me suffer with eager anticipation. When he realizes we are alone in the middle of the sea, he anchors the boat. We feverishly embrace each other, as he carries me to his cabin.

  Chapter 2

  We make it through the living room, and inside the adjoining bedroom. My dress lasts a w
hole two hours at least. That is because he splits it in half. This will be an exceptionally long evening. My hands frantically yank off his tie, and then I jerk open his shirt. My speed is nowhere near his, since I am still a vampire hybrid. It does suck to remain half-mortal and half-vampire. I have some traits of a vampire, but not everything yet.

  My hands continue to unbutton his charcoal pants frantically. The pants drop quickly to the floor, and the race to view a naked Christian is on. I am able to undress him faster than last year. He stops me right before I could reach his puce silk boxers. I stand there in my carmine with gold corset. He picks me up, and he carries me over to the king-size bed. My hands untie his hair for him. His platinum-blonde hair drops over me. My fangs descend and click with anticipation. He reciprocates, by automatically letting his fangs descend. I throw his silk boxers across the room. My ruby lips tease him with constant swarms of affection over his happy trail. I can tell he had enough of my innocent teasing. He picks me up in his arms, in which are perfectly tan with muscles protuberating. Out of reflex, my agile legs wrap around him tightly, as I clench his hips with my muscular thighs. I swim deep inside his perfect ultramarine eyes. He jerks my head to the side, and he penetrates his sharp fangs deep inside my neck. The bite makes me gasp at first. He rams his thick shaft deep inside. My body tingles, and releases from the instant thrust. Without any objection, he turns me around with his back on the king-size bed. He pulls me into a sitting position, and I instantly straddle him. My chestnut eyes bore deeply into his. He taps an index finger on his chest, directing me where to inject my fangs. My sharp fangs bite into his firm chest. I ingest his thick chalky blood from his chest for a few minutes. While I gulp his thick blood, I can hear him gasp with pleasure. I cease from sipping his thick blood, so that I can focus on pleasing him with intense sex. He grips my hands with his, as I swiftly rock back and forth. His expression is full of love and anticipation. I keep up with the speed he wants from me. This makes him last for only a short time. I hit all the right spots he wants. He arches his back, and releases his hot liquid deep inside. His hot liquid shifts me to release mine at the same time. I collapse over his muscular body, with him holding me close to him. My ruby lips presses up against his beautiful Greek face. Christian pulls my hair back, and he nibbles on my neck again.

  His husky voice hums in my ear ever so sweetly, “Do you want to go again?”

  I beg him with only my eyes to continue. Christian pulls me to my knees. Within seconds, his lukewarm skin slaps hard against mine. The tingles of sensation vibrate throughout my spine. The tremors of pleasure are so intense, to which I have to let the moans escape incessantly. His firm hands grip my hips tightly, as he thrusts his well-endowed cock deep inside. He picks up speed, causing me to echo his name noisily. He administers a couple of those wave riding orgasms. I can feel his hot cum pour deep inside. The end of our unadulterated sex completely obliterates me. Christian lovingly embraces me in his muscular arms. My back remains facing the ceiling. He carefully trails my spine with his sweet affection. I turn my face to watch his beautiful body. He leans over to press his lips up against mine. My tongue instinctively slides into his mouth coercing his to reciprocate in return. His lush lips curves upwards.

  He rubs my bottom lip with his thumb, “I love you, Princess. You are about to become mine for all eternity.”

  Somehow, I am able to muster the strength to make love to him again. This time, it feels soothing and docile. My legs wrap around his hips with my hands, entangling in his hair. We smile at each other, as we embrace tenderly. He slowly shifts his hard cock back inside. In smooth and slow rhythmic motions, he makes all the small ripples turn into soul crashing waves. After he sucks all the sex from me, he cradles me in his arms. His loving embrace helps me drift off to a peaceful slumber.

  ~~~***~~~

  My body feels stiff just lying in bed. The alarm clock annoyingly echoes in the bedroom. Christian plucks away on his laptop, but he glances up, “You have precisely two hours to decide if you want to play hooky—or not. The choice is ultimately yours to make. I will plead one outstanding case for you to stay here with me today.”

  His statement takes me by surprise, “I would think that this is the one time, in which you make sure I go to school.”

  He purposely stretches out his long and muscular arms knowing exactly what he is doing to me, “You already know my feelings about college, Jeannie. You have nothing to prove, babe. I still believe that college is a complete waste of money and time.”

  He remains sitting there, and he tries to tempt me as much as he can. He purposely places his laptop down to flex his naked body at me. I try to ignore his feeble attempt, by beating him at his own game. I purposely stand next to the bed completely naked. I methodically walk slowly past him to make sure he watches every single move I make, “I know, but I would like to prove it to myself, and not feel like a sponge for once.”

  I make it inside the bathroom intact to handle my human needs. My hands twist the nozzles to turn the shower on. The blazing hot water pelts against my skin to relax the kinks in my muscles. The heat of passion explodes inside my blood stream. My gorgeous fiancé moves the shower curtain out of the way to join me.

  “I never once thought of you as a sponge! I actually enjoy spending money on my fiancée.”

  He lifts my arms above my head, and then he caresses me with his passionate lips. Without preparing me, he plunges his shaft deep inside. He beats me at his own game fair and square. He picks me up, and then he pins my back against the shower wall. His deep thrusts are intense with rapid speed. I can hear his grunts in my ear, as he instantly pours his hot cum deep inside.

  “Are you sure you want to go to school today?” he whispers seductively in my ear.

  He places me back on my feet. I gasp for air from the quickie we just committed.

  “You make a very compelling case for me to stay home with you today. I know I will feel exhausted, but I have to go today.”

  He maliciously rubs his hand over my just fucked pussy, only to cause me to tremble again. He is positively evil with his constant alluring temptations. The water rinses the shampoo from my hair. He stares at me with those eyes, and I know he wants to go another round. His musky soap pours in my hands to lather his muscular body. Christian smiles, knowing exactly what I am about to do to him. My soapy hands immediately zeroes in on his thick shaft. The soap lathers his thick cock, and my hand glides up and down his shaft. Every single inch of his cock is now clean. My attention focuses on him steadily with guilty intent. My trickster ways will show him what exactly his temptations do to me in return. My hand continues to glide rapidly on his enormous shaft until his hot cum squirts all over the shower wall and floor. Once he finishes his blissful moment, the steamy water rinses my body off. Out of sheer torture, he is left alone to his own devices. The plush towel hugs my body.

  “That is not fair, Jeannie! I want more!”

  My lips press together to contain my amusement. To distract myself, the blast of my blow dryer starts.

  “I know you want more, but I don’t want to be late for my second day of school either.”

  My laughter is contained, as he groans in the shower. He makes a loud thud in the shower. It sounds like he hit the shower wall with his hand. My new hair dryer works like a charm. He steps out of the shower, and he wraps his plush towel around his waist. He begins his blow dryer with a look of defeat on his face. He slowly works on his hair. It dawns on me that there is nothing to wear.

  “Since my dress in now split in half, do you have an extra outfit for me to wear?”

  A mischievous Christian smirks, “I seem to have forgotten to pack you an extra outfit. I have a spare shirt in the drawer that you can wear.”

  A groan escapes, and the hunt for a shirt commences. My poor dress is laying there lifeless on the floor, “Do you always have to rip my dresses in half?”

  Christian spits out the mouthwash, “You are lucky it made it as long as it has. I
almost took it apart at Empire.”

  After checking the third drawer, there is a shirt. To my dismay, it has ‘Brotherhood In Blood’ written on the front of it. ‘Brotherhood In Blood’ or ‘BIB’ are the Vampire Enforcers in charge of my safety. Christian is the co-leader of this group along with Alexander. My fiancé is in charge of ten men. He directs them on what to do with vampire lawbreakers, rogues, security, and newborn vampires. He flexes his power when he needs to. Luckily, my thongs miraculously remain intact.

  Chris finishes changing into his clothes. He walks over to me, and he picks me up in his arms. My mouth covers his, and my tongue coerces his.

  “If you wish to keep this up, you will not make it to school today,” he warns.

  My arms hang on to his neck, as we make it to his Lamborghini in a flash. He sat me down in the passenger’s seat, and he makes sure that the seat belt is secure. We are off in a few minutes. The huge engagement ring draws my attention. We came a long way to get to this point.

  “We have been nominated as bridesmaid and groom for the wedding of Rosalie and Joey. I would like to return the favor if that is acceptable to you?”

  It sounds strange to discuss our impending wedding. His handsome face lights up with anticipation, and excitement.

  “I would love for them to be our bridesmaid and groom. I also want to add Tanya and Ember, if that is okay with you?”

  Christian seems pleased with my choices, “That is definitely okay with me. We need to set a date, and make it happen soon.”

  “How soon do you want to get married?”

  He keeps up with his charm, and sexy smile of his, “I would suggest for this weekend, but Rosalie and Joey have theirs planned instead. I was hoping for two weeks from now—or next month at the latest.”

  October the thirty-first is just next month. It would be funny and cute since that is Halloween.

  “How do feel about Halloween?”