I Was A Vampire Wedding Planner
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“Like Brenda.” She bit her bottom lip.
“Sometime, you must explain about this Brenda that keeps popping up during our most intimate moments. But anyway,” he cleared his throat. “A pearl swan is the equivalent of a human…”
“A human what?” She tilted her head.
“A human wife.” He cleared his throat again. “A human who has been bitten three times during lovemaking forms a lifebond to the vampire in question. They are the highest form of swan, and become members of the Court through their alliance with their vampire partner.” He watched her face carefully, waiting for her reaction as if his very life depended on it.
In a way, it did.
“We’re already a third of the way there.” She reclined back onto the pile of pillows behind her. “Why don’t we go for it?”
He chuckled. “Is that your way of saying yes?”
“That’s my way of saying that I’m ready to trust you.” She reached for him. “I want to be with you, and no one else.”
“So you consent to being my swan?” He wanted her to be certain. “With all that it would entail?”
“I more than consent.” She gasped when he entered her again. “I joyfully accept.”
He held himself motionless, savoring the tight, wet sensation of her around his cock. She arched her hips up to meet him, mutely urging him to thrust, to push them both toward another mindless release.
Instead, he rose to a kneeling position, allowing him to see where his cock disappeared into her hot, damp channel. He skimmed his hands over the ripeness of her hips, her smooth thighs, reveling in her body, luxuriating in the visible shivers of pleasure that swept over her with his every touch.
Gripping her thighs, he slid out of her gradually, watching as his cock emerged, slick from being inside her.
She ran her own hand down her body, nearly making him come then and there from the sheer eroticism of watching her touch herself. She slipped her hand between her legs, touching him, circling him with her fingers.
He slid back into her, the sensation of entering her doubled by the friction of her fingers wrapped around his cock. He groaned, pushing into her as far as he could go. She slid her fingers from his wet shaft to her clit, circling it with a fingertip. He felt her inner walls contract around him, milking his cock.
Thank goodness he was already a vampire. Otherwise, this woman would’ve been the death of him.
She reached both hands around to knead his backside. “Deeper, Renaldi,” she panted. “Please.”
He would be only too happy to oblige. With one stroke, he withdrew from her. “Kneel with your back to me.”
She did as he asked, giving him a nice view of her spectacular rear end. He took her wrists and placed her hands on the headboard. “Brace yourself.”
She held the upper edge of the headboard in a white-knuckled grip and looked over her shoulder at him, a mute question on her face.
He answered it by holding her hip with one hand and his cock with the other. In one long stroke, he slammed into her, so deeply that he was certain he’d touched her womb.
She panted a string of incoherent words, her core quivering around his cock in a heated frenzy that let him know her orgasm wasn’t far away. Feeling a rush of masculine pride at being able to bring her to the brink again, he eased out of her, and thrust back in.
The sounds of their bodies joining mixed with her fevered breathing, filled the room with the unmistakable sounds of sex. Wanting to experience her release, to bask in the glow of her pleasure, he found her clit with his fingers, rubbing it in time with his steady thrusts.
She took his hand, bringing it up from her sex to run it over her breasts. He could feel them undulate with his every thrust, the nipples hard and tight. His cock jerked inside her, and he knew that coming was imminent. He had just a moment more to claim her as his own with the ultimate act of pleasure for any vampire.
Apparently sensing that they were both near the brink, Jade bared her neck to him, offering it up for his bite.
Riding wave after wave of bliss that rocked through his entire body, he sank his fangs into her neck and drank the hot, sweet rush of her life essence. Her blood filled his mouth even as he came, filling her with his own release.
As she came, her orgasm more enjoyable for him than his own, he thanked fate for giving him such an undeserved reward. He’d had the best that immortal life could offer, and with Jade, all his mortal hopes were complete.
It no longer mattered how many years he’d spent on earth. His life had just begun.
Epilogue
“Yes, I made sure there’s no silver in the wedding bands.” Jade paced the polished wooden floors of the Chapel of St. Germain, her high heels tapping out a rhythm as she spoke into her telephone headset. “I give you my word, Melaina. I won’t lose my temper and stake anyone.”
Boy, one threat of staking a vampire empress and she was suddenly on their “ten most wanted” list.
“Everything seems to be in order here.” She paused, listening to Melaina’s theatrical voice. “I promise your wedding will be my top priority after today.” She heard the organ strike up the wedding march and glanced at the gold watch around her wrist. “Melaina…” She tried in vain to interrupt the empress. “Melaina, the ceremony is about to start.” The vampire went on as if she hadn’t heard Jade speak. “Okay, it’s been great talking to you. Call my assistant next week and we’ll set up an appointment.” She ended the call and shook her head in disbelief.
Had she really agreed to plan a wedding for the empress of the Gulf Coast Vampire Court? Love must’ve made her temporarily insane.
Speaking of love…
She made her way to the sanctuary, where a nervous Antonio stood, waiting for his bride. Arturo stood a few feet away, having miraculously produced the mysterious wandering Brenda at the last moment. Thank goodness, Taffy had repaired the ripped bridesmaid dress, no questions asked.
And finally, there was Renaldi, giving her a smile that he saved just for her. A smile that promised that the real party would begin after the reception, when they could finally be alone again.
She could only hope that Tuesday hadn’t decided to use Renaldi’s bedspread as her personal scratching post again. With any luck, her beloved pet would learn to love their new home as much as Jade did.
As Julia and Brenda slowly made their way up the aisle, Jade checked her watch again. A dazzling glint caught the light, grabbing her attention and momentarily making her forget about the wedding.
Her engagement ring. She’d never stop marveling at its beauty. Renaldi had designed it personally, and it was everything she could’ve hoped for.
He was everything she could’ve hoped for.
As Marie made her way to the altar, Jade smiled in pure contentment. She could open her heart and wish all her brides happiness now, hoping they found the kind of love she’d been fortunate enough to discover.
The kind of love she’d given up on finding.
Marie joined Antonio at the altar, and Renaldi gave Jade a knowing look. Their turn was coming. She’d finally be the bride, and not just the wedding planner, thanks to a vampire who had turned her world around and changed the way she saw herself forever.
And later that evening, when she caught the bouquet, Jade could only laugh, knowing she didn’t need good luck.
She had love.
Alecia Monaco
Alecia Monaco has been writing since she dictated her first story at the age of three. Now she happily writes paranormal and erotic romance while living in Houston with her family and pets. She loves to hear from readers and they can email her at AleciaMonaco@aol.com, or visit her site at www.aleciamonaco.com.
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