Golden Erotic Tales (volume one) (episodes 1, 2, 3, and 4)

by M. A. Thomas

  He moved in and kissed her. His energy ran through her, nearly knocking her to the floor. She pushed him onto the bed.

  “I hate you,” she said.

  “I love you,” he said.

  “You cannot love someone you don’t know,” she said.

  “Are you mine?” he asked.

  She brought her body on top of his and ran her fingers down his chest.

  “Are you mine?” he asked again.

  “I belong to no one.”

  “Sweet princess,” he said, flipping her on her back. “There are so many things I want to do to you. Will you let me?”

  “Yes,” she said, shaking.

  He glided his hand under her dress and up her inner thighs.

  The pleasure she was feeling was almost too much for her to take; any second she thought she would fall into unconsciousness.

  “Do you want me to caress you?” he asked.

  “With your mouth,” she said. Her bluntness baffled her.

  He spread her legs. Disappearing underneath her dress, he brought her to near tears.

  “Shall I stop, sweet princess?”

  Squirming from side to side, she said, “I need you.” And she did. At this moment, she needed all of him. She needed him to kiss her…touch her…tell her he would do anything for her.

  “Not yet,” he said, turning her on her stomach.

  “I cannot take anymore. I demand it.”

  He brought the palm of his hand to her bare buttocks.

  “Sweet prince,” she said, ignoring the pain and wishing for more.

  He brought his hand down again. And then again. The moisture between her legs increasing with each blow. Sweet prince.

  Swinging his arm around her stomach, he lifted her.

  “If I’m yours, you’ll do as I say,” she said, now on her knees.

  “What do you want?” he asked, pressing himself against her buttocks.

  “You know what I want,” she said. I shall die if you do not enter me.

  “Not yet, sweet princess.”

  “Bite me, then,” she said. “Drink from me.”

  “Are you sure?” he asked.

  “Do it.”

  He put his mouth on her neck.

  “Command me,” he whispered.

  “I shall have you imprisoned if you do not drink from me.”

  In the next moment, he sank his teeth into her and drew her blood.

  “I want all of you,” she said.

  And he obeyed. He plunged into her.

  She then turned around, forcing him to stop.

  “Beg me,” she said, pushing him down on his back.

  “I beg you,” he said, her blood on his lips.

  She climbed on top of him and placed her hand on his cock.

  “I beg you,” he said again.

  She then took it in her mouth, his moaning encouraging her to draw it in deeper and deeper, causing her to climax.

  “Are you mine?” he asked.

  “Yes, oh, yes,” she said.

  He raised his hands to her breasts and stroked her nipples.

  “I will protect you,” he said.

  “I’m in love with you,” she said.

  “As am I with you,” he said, tears forming in his eyes.

  ***

  “I brought you your morning tea and some bread,” Lady Rema said, placing a tray on a table.

  Standing at her window, Lela ignored her. She had no desire for tea or bread. Her thoughts were on Eldrich. He consumed every part of her. She wondered where he was.

  “The King has asked for you,” Lady Rema said.

  Lela turned to face her. “Tell him I’m ill,” she said.

  “Should I send for the doctor?”

  Lela gathered her long hair and then let it fall on her shoulders. “Yesterday you told me you were loyal to me.”

  Lady Rema nodded.

  “I need your help,” Lela said, approaching her.

  “How may I serve you?” Lady Rema said, wringing her hands as she often did when she was nervous.

  “First, you may stop fidgeting.”

  “Apologies, Princess.”

  “You must tell no one, not even the King.”

  “Princess?”

  “May I count on you?”

  “Always.”

  “Tell my father I’m ill. Tell him I’m experiencing lady troubles. And that I need to sleep.”

  Lady Rema giggled.

  “Come now, don’t be childish. Now go, do as I say.”

  Lela knew that her father would stay far away from her until he was sure she was feeling better. Ah, for all their bravery men stayed away from a woman during her lady trouble time. Yes, we can be dreadfully evil during that time. Lela giggled.

  She got dressed. Lady Rema had been gone for what seemed like a long time. Pacing the room, Lela formed her plan. She’d sneak out of the castle and return to the abandoned house in the forest. She was convinced she’d find Eldrich there. She should have figured it out sooner. It wasn’t just that he had known exactly where he was going the night he saved her, it was his determination. As if he had been there a thousand times before. Yes, how did she not see it? It was his home!

  Flustered and out of breath, Lady Rema came into the room.

  “What happened?” Lela asked her.

  “I told the King…don’t worry…he said to come see him when you’re better.”

  “My goodness, compose yourself, why are you so winded?”

  “When I was making my way back to you, one of the guard’s dogs,” she took in a breath, “he chased me down the hall. The guard couldn’t get him to stop chasing me.”

  “Oh for goodness sake, gather yourself. Has my father ordered his guards to watch me and keep me from leaving the castle?”

  “They are not under such orders. You’re free to go as you want. I never told him you saw the ball.”

  “Very good,” Lela grabbed her cloak.

  “What about me?” Lady Rema asked.

  “Yes, yes. You’ll need to stay here. Get under the covers and pretend you’re me, in case my father sends someone to check on me.”

  “Oh no, I can’t.”

  “I’ll return soon,” Lela said.

  ***

  Once outside the castle, Lela made for the forest at quick pace. She had to see him and not only because every part of her body longed for him. She needed answers. Why did he take the golden ball? What did he do with it? How old was he really? Vampires were immortal. He had to be more than twenty-two-years-old. She needed to know how to protect herself from the vampires who meant to harm her. Drain her!

  Flying through the forest, nearly tripping on fallen branches or sticks, she ignored her sanity. Yes, in order to have unequivocally fallen for a vampire, she had to be insane. No other way to explain it.

  There, up ahead, was the house…his house. It was still daylight which meant if he was in there he was asleep somewhere hidden from the sun’s rays.

  According to storybooks disturbing a sleeping vampire was suicidal. Since they were the most vulnerable when sleeping, their instinct was to kill anyone who woke them. Lela ignored this knowledge and yelled, “Eldrich! Where are you?”

  She stomped through the crumbling house as if she were a warrior about to besiege a fortress. Going through halls and rooms, she yelled, “I know you’re here!”

  To no avail, her screams did not provoke him. Giving in, she slumped to the floor and waited for the sun to go down. I implore you, Dear Sun, take your leave early today.

  The sun set slowly as if it had heard her plea and chose to instead torture her. Once it disappeared and the moon took its place, Lela’s heart began to beat so fast she could not breathe and thought for sure she was dying. Her lungs refused to produce air. Standing, she frantically tried to calm herself. But she could not. A faint spell came over her. Get yourself together! This is what you wanted.

  “Why have you come to my home?” a voice asked.

  Yes, it
was him. Eldrich, dear Eldrich.

  “I needed to see you. I have so many questions,” she said.

  He was now in front of her looking down at her. And he did not appear to be happy to see her.

  “I could have killed you. Do you understand? If you had found my resting place, I would not have been able to stop myself from taking your life.”

  Indeed, he was angry.

  “I will not apologize,” she said.

  “I do not require an apology,” he looked away for a moment, “I’m in love with you. Even in sleep, I think about you.”

  “Where is the golden ball?” she had to ask now before she gave into his touches again. As it was, his very presence was bringing her to orgasm. She was not embarrassed to acknowledge it.

  “I’ve hidden it,” he said, removing her cloak.

  “Where?” Heat penetrated her soul.

  Her eyes locked with his.

  He kissed her nose, lightly. “In the sea. My kind can’t hurt you. Without the ball, they do not have a claim on your blood.”

  “The ball has always followed me. It will find its way to me, again.”

  “You’re safe. I swear to you.”

  She flung her arms around him and rested her head on his chest.

  “How old are you?” she asked, softly.

  “I became a vampire when I was twenty-two. In human years, I’m seven- hundred-years-old.”

  She raised her head off his chest. “Kiss me,” she said.

  And he did. But his touch did not stop there. He undressed her and widened her legs. He then slipped one of his fingers inside her.

  “Yes, my love, blessed Gods, yes,” she whimpered.

  She spread her legs wider for him.

  He sank his teeth into her breasts and drank from her all the while pleasuring her with his fingers.

  “I shall fall,” she said, feeling lightheaded.

  Placing his arm around her back, he gently brought her to the floor. Then he moved her onto her stomach. She would do anything he asked of her. She had surrendered herself to his every wanting.

  He licked the back of her neck and then slid his tongue down her back.

  “I need you,” she said. Her begging him was now their little game.

  “Not yet,” he said, slapping her buttocks. “I’m still hungry,” he said.”

  “I need you, now.”

  “Let me feed from you,” he said.

  Arching her back, she said, “I’m yours.”

  He sank his fangs into the back of her neck.

  “Enter me. I want you inside of me while you drink.”

  He thrust into her. His stiff cock so swollen each time he penetrated her she felt slight pain. Delicious, intoxicating pain.

  “You’re so sweet,” he said. “My God, you’re so sweet.”

  “What else will you do to me?” she asked.

  He flipped her on her back and then fondled her bloody breasts.

  Then he put his cock between them and she brought her mouth to it. Sweet Gods. She took it all in. Yes, she loved this creature. She would have let him devour her had he asked.

  “I want more of you,” he said, his cock still in her mouth.

  He withdrew from her and took her in his arms. In the next instant, they were on the roof of his house.

  “Eldrich,” she said, sitting on top of him.

  “Silence,” he said, cradling her.

  He picked up a thin stick that must have fallen from one of the tree branches which hung above his roof.

  “Devour me,” she said.

  “Do you love me?” he asked.

  “Forever,” she said.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  Putting her on her back, he moved her legs apart.

  Ah yes, our little game once more.

  He slithered the stick gently up her inner thighs, teasing her, threatening to push it inside of her. She squealed.

  “Say it,” he said.

  “I need you.”

  “I won’t make you beg this time,” he said.

  “Eldrich!” she screamed.

  “Do you need me?” he asked.

  “Enter me. I shall die if you don’t,” she said.

  “You will not,” he said, going into her. “I’m here. Feel me inside of you.”

  “Oh, Eldrich, take all of me. I can’t exist without you.”

  “Nor can I,” he said, penetrating her deeply.

  “I feel pain,” she said.

  “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, pulling out of her.

  “You’re teasing me. I hate you.”

  “Shall I resume what I was doing, then?” he asked with a smirk.

  “Yes, oh, yes. Do it, now!”

  Turn around and press yourself against me.

  “Anything you desire.” She did as he asked.

  “Bend forward and lift your buttocks.”

  “Yes, my prince.”

  Ah, his sweetness was once again inside of her.

  “Is daylight almost upon us?” she asked.

  “It’s many hours away.”

  “Thank you, Gods, thank you.”

  He went deeper inside of her, taking her very soul and she knew she was his forever. And he was hers.

  GOLDEN SHADOWS, a short mash-up retelling of the Frog Prince and Rapunzel

  Episode two of the Golden Erotic Tales Series

  The sun was only minutes from rising. Lying on her back in the forest, Lela took in a slow breath and locked hands with Eldrich who was resting next to her.

  Since meeting Eldrich three weeks ago when he rescued her from a well and she helped transform him from a frog to a human…vampire again, she and him had embarked on a deliciously intoxicating adventure during which she had questioned her sanity more than once. Here she was living with a vampire in the middle of the forest away from the protection of her father, the King of Barmoth.

  Oh, what her father must have thought when he realized she had left the castle and wasn’t coming back. She couldn’t help but think that maybe just maybe a part of him was relieved he was no longer burdened with caring for her. Bloody hell, not once had any of her father’s men come looking for her at Eldrich’s house, the first place she would have thought they’d have searched since that is where they found her the day after the golden ball pulled her into the well. Never mind. She belonged to Eldrich and him to her. That’s all that mattered.

  “Will you stay with me?” he asked, his gaze on her.

  “You need to sleep,” she said, kissing his forehead, then his nose and then his lips. “The sun will be up soon.”

  He caressed her cheek. “Answer me.”

  “I have answered you every day. Why do you continue to ask?” she said, her body tingling from his touch.

  He slid his hand under her dress. “I need to hear you say it.”

  “Yes, my sweet prince, I will stay with you,” she murmured.

  “Forever?” he asked, swirling his fingers inside of her.

  “Forever,” she whispered, circling her hips. If only the sun would never rise again.

  Nipping her neck, he asked, “Do you want all of me inside of you?”

  “The sun is beginning to rise.”

  “Let it rise,” he said, unbuttoning his trousers.

  “You’re so impatient,” she said.

  Here was a seven-hundred-year-old vampire willing to let the sun burn him for her. He was hers. And she was more than in love with him. She was addicted to every part of him.

  “Quickly, my love,” she said. “We only have a minute or two.”

  “Sweet princess, you’re so delicious,” he said, tenderly entering her.

  She moved her hands between her legs and touched herself, his cock brushing her fingers each time he powered into her.

  “I need to drink from you. I can’t stand it,” he said, his fangs on her neck.

  “Do not,” she said, hoping he would ignore her command. How she enjoyed makin
g him suffer.

  “You’re mine and I will take all of you,” he said, thrusting into her faster and deeper.

  Feeling slight pain, she said, “Take all of me.”

  And he did. Blessed Gods, her body ached for more. He was in her…drinking from her and yet, she wanted more…she needed more.

  But she’d have to wait, curse the sun for keeping her apart from him, her compulsion, her everything and he was everything to her.

  “Wait for me in the house, tonight,” he whispered into her ear.

  Before she could answer, he disappeared.

  Be safe, my love. Think of me in your sleep.