"Go for it, my love. Drink from your King."
Her teeth elongated to their full length. Her eyes turned black as she gazed longingly at my neck. She licked her tongue over her teeth before her head reared back, and she put her incisors into my neck with a grunt of determination.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I gave in to the powerful experience of my mate drinking from me for the first time. I moaned as pleasure unlike anything I'd ever known showered over me. My toes curled, and my nails dug into her as my hips continued to piston up into her inviting heat.
She paused as she greedily drank, her mouth moving erotically against my neck. My Queen did not hesitate—she fell into the final act that cemented her immortal life with zeal and voraciousness.
I lifted her body, encouraging her to continue her fucking while she drank. The sensation, I knew, would be overwhelming for her, so her mind could only handle one activity at a time. Butpassionate coupling during a bite was the height of pleasure, and I wanted her to experience itall.
A gush of her wetness over my member sent a wave of satisfaction and sensual hedonism to crash through me. My mate loved it as her thrusts became violent and chaotic.
Through our link, I knew she was close to reaching that peak of consumption; that ultimate high that took you up a roller coaster of pleasure before plummeting headfirst into ecstasy.
I tapped her thigh, my mind reminding her, although I knew it unnecessary. Her little claws tightened on my flesh before an animalistic moan was ripped from her throat. A white light exploded behind my eyes, and my stomach clenched as a colossal heat of carnality took over my body. I jerked frenziedly, roaring in triumph and fulfillment as I allowed her orgasm to take over my body and linked my own release with hers.
A scream echoed through the walls, rattling the swinging lights and carrying its full volume across my Kingdom. I did not care that my subjects could hear their King pleasure his mate, but a deep, primal urge called for our joining to be announced in the most explicit and brazen way.
To the naysayers who grumbled in resentment over a human Queen, the small but significant group of doubters that whispered in discontent over my right to turn Alice into one of them…and to the women and men who sneered at the thought of a former human being able to satisfy a Vampire King—this act was for them. Let them cower and cast their eyes downward in shame over their prejudice and judgment.
While I was still recovering from my climax, Alice swiftly flipped me, her movements catching me by surprise. Her control and ability to adapt and utilize her powers were of a Vampire more advanced in age and practice. Certainly not one becoming of a newly turned Vampire—a former human.
My gaze raked her features, noting the small animalistic changes. The hardening of her brow was subtle, and her eyes had turned a darker shade of black, with no hint of her human coloring.
She was glorious. A perfect Queen—fierce, strong, and beautiful.
"Bite me. Please, my King. I need you to bite me. Finish what you started."
I licked my lips; my stare fixated on the movement of her breasts as they jiggled beneath me with the power of our thrusts. Blood trickled down her chin, and the sight of that life source—knowing it came from me, that my blood and she were one—sent me careening over the edge. My Vampire side took over then, and with a growl steeped in possessiveness, I sank my elongated teeth into her breast, just above her nipple. The beast in me roared at my conquest, rejoicing in my fated mate and deeming her worthy to reign by my side.
Alice's nails drew blood as they scraped my forearms, her high keening moan filling my mind as she urged me for more.
"You taste so good, my Queen. Like the sweetest fruit and the most exquisite wine."
I wanted to bathe and sip from her blood forever, and thanks to fate—for I do not wish to give my former friend, now enemy, any credit—that now would be our reality.
"Oh, god, Acheron. It's so good!"
It was more than good. It was magnificent. It was ecstasy and a carnal heaven that only a bond as deep and pure as ours could ever experience.
I had been more than happy to have Alice as a human partner, to sip at her blood with care and protect her from outside forces that wished to destroy her mortality. I would have perished with her, more than content with the life we had lived, for however little time we had. I would have been thankful to the fatesfor bringing her to me, no matter if it were five years or five hundred.
But now that I had her in her true form—for I thoroughly believed that she was born to be among our kind—and our forever now stretched to eternity, this deeply seared union that we shared was an emotion I could never replicate or give up. It burrowed into our bones, imprinting itself in our entwined souls, much like my mark was embedded on her heart.
And as our cries mingled, and my little biter licked at a spot on my chest that she wished to puncture, we followed each other—side by side—into an abyss that only we could reach.
We were oblivious to the fact that, at this moment, our love was being written into our history books. That our Elders, Henk, Hammon, and Styro were describing in explicit detail the moment their King mated carnally with their Queen. That his roar of triumph could be heard from the edges of our Territory. Their smug competitiveness rejoiced that their King and Queen would forever be celebrated and envied…a love that transcended time and species.
Yes, it was unfortunate that Ameros’s fated and tragic royalty would be immortalized as an infamous warning. However, as was noted by Henk's careful hand, the fault lay with their heartless King and his naive human bride. A rot that had embedded from his careless treatment of his chosen mate and son, which consequence bled to their innocent and beloved Queen some few hundred years later.
Back in the privacy of our bedroom, as my Queen lay cocooned in my arms, we surveyed the remnants of our lovemaking—the broken chandelier, the cracked bed that special reinforcements could not protect, and the large painting of our Territory that had crashed to the ground. We shut the world out, content to bask in the blood vow we had just made.
My bonded mate. My forever Queen.
Epilogue
Acheron - Thirty Years Later
Forever seemed like the blink of an eye when you spent it with the love of your life. My bond-mate and beloved Queen of Eiriau. And even though thirty years was akin to five minutes in my world, I still wished for time to slow down.
