William

by Amy Robyn

  What the hell just happened? I follow him as much as I can, only seeing his blurred direction. Vampires are really freaking fast. He goes into the room next door and I follow him inside. He has the vampire who attacked me held up by his throat.

  “You hurt my mate.” He growls in his face as his fangs slide down and he continues to growl like a beast. If his fierceness wasn’t in protection of me, it would scare me to death. For some strange reason, it makes me feel cherished and protected. An odd way to find peace yet that’s what I’m feeling.

  “Stop it William. You would sink to his level?” I ask him as I move toward him. I touch his arm and the energy that passes between us makes me see it all so clearly. He will always want to protect me. I’m more precious to him than anything he has ever known. How can I be feeling what he is feeling? It’s so strange. I’m not going to lie though even to myself, I love it. Who wouldn’t like being able to feel such an intense man’s emotions, especially when they all revolve around you.

  His eyes meet mine and I can’t help the way my nipples harden into stiff peaks or the way my panties dampen. He does something to me that I never experienced before and I doubt I ever will again. I’m not saying I’m ready to pick out matching china patterns or anything but perhaps I need to give this a chance.

  “What would you have me do?” He asks me and I only think about it for a second.

  “I would have you show him mercy, even though he showed me none.” I glare at the demon who attacked me and from what I heard from the others is, he wasn’t the only one. I do something that shocks even me. I lean in and kiss William’s cheek. He drops the vampire, lifts me into his arms again and races from the room.

  “Fuck.” I hear the evil vampire say from the doorway we just left. I just wrap my arms around his neck and close my eyes so I do not get dizzy. I hear the door shut behind us and I know I am back in his room again. I look up into his eyes that are swirling with emotions. He lays me down on the bed and I worry that he will think this means I am ready for sex, when I am not. I do not care what my body is saying.

  “Uhhh…I’m not sleeping with you.” I tell him and he smiles.

  “I don’t have any expectations. I just want to be near you.” He says as he lays down beside me. I stare over at him for a long time, I explore his face and what I discover just intrigues me more. His face is very sharp and angular. Not that he isn’t sexy because the man could melt a pair of panties from miles away and I myself am not immune. His features are just very exotic and I wonder where he came from. I’m curious about him.

  “Tell me about yourself William.” I ask him as I lay back and watch as his facial expressions become more animated as he talks.

  “In my human life, I was an actor. We would put on plays for the towns people. It was just a way to pass the time. My parents were pushing for me to marry and I didn’t want to.” He looks away deep in thought.

  “I thought myself in love with a girl named Beth. We had a very passionate courtship, though short lived. She gave birth to my daughter and had to put the child up for adoption. She died not long afterward.” He turns back toward me. Hearing him talk about being passionate about another woman, makes my stomach ache. He must have noticed it in my eyes. He smiles.

  “What I felt for her is very pale in comparison to what I already feel for you.” He tells me and my cheeks heat up.

  “Is she the reason you didn’t want to marry?” I ask him as I try to get over my unreasonable jealousy.

  “Yes. Every girl I met didn’t entice me in any way. I wanted the kind of chemistry I had once had, but it never came again. I thought perhaps I was broken. My parents were ashamed.” He shrugs his shoulders in a, what could I do, gesture.

  “How did you become a vampire?” I ask him and his breathing picks up slightly and he shifts away from me.

  “The vampire that created me tortured me for six days, he left me freezing to death in our cellar.” His breathing shutters and he closes his eyes in pain.

  “He only changed me when he realized I was dying.” He looks back at me and the pain in his eyes is nearly too much for me to take. I take his hand as a single blood tinged tear slides down his cheek.

  “He then made me feed from my family until I accidently drained my little sister and then when my mother could no longer handle it, she took her own life.” I throw my leg over his waist and pull him against me. I hope that vampire is dead because if not I want to hunt him down and kill him myself. William has suffered so much in his life.

  “Did you blame yourself?” Why did I ask that question? I already know the answer.

  “Yes, for a long time I blamed myself. It took me a long time to remember that I was also the victim here and I was under mind control. I think it’s the lack of control that really affected me the most. The impotent rage that I couldn’t do anything about.” He draws in a long breath before continuing.

  “I wish I could say that I was able to forgive the vampire who called himself, Alaric, but I didn’t. I learned to fight his mind control so eventually I could kill him. I never gave him any indication that I could dismiss his commands until it was too late for him.” He looks me in the eye.

  “I killed him as he bathed. He commanded me to wash his hair. He loved having a servant. I picked up his sword instead and removed his head.” I do not even flinch as he tells me this. I would have done the same thing. The bastard deserved it. I feel sorrier for the young man who was forced to kill after such a tragedy of already losing his family and so violently.

  “I refuse to use mind control. I have had to use it in emergencies but it will never be something I enjoy doing. I will only ever use it to save the lives of the ones I love.” He says and I can’t help but lean forward and press my lips to his.

  Chapter 3.

  Her lips are so soft and I moan as she opens slightly for my tongue. The very first taste of her makes all the flavors in the world seem dull and tasteless. My senses are in overload as my tongue explores her mouth. She moans and I feel my cock jerk in my pants. One more sound like that and I will not be able to keep from cumming. She pulls back and pants for breath.

  “I’m sorry I just need to catch my breath.” She says just as there’s a knock on the door. I growl at being interrupted. I walk over and throw it open to find Gabriel. He throws his hands up when he sees me.

  “What do you bloody well want?” I growl at him and he chuckles softly.

  “I see you are getting along with your mate but I need to talk to you about our prisoner.” He says as he tries to keep from laughing. Our stoic vampire doesn’t seem so stoic now. I grunt and step away from the door so he can enter. I move my body to block his view of my mate. He tries to look around me and I growl again, letting my fangs lengthen. The older a vampire is, the longer his fangs. Mine can reach the bottom of my chin if I let them fully extend. I never have until now.

  Gabriel steps back, wisely. He shakes his head at me. I know that I’m not acting like myself but I can’t seem to help it. My need to protect her is so strong that I can’t seem to let my guard down, even with those I trust.

  “William, I can’t catch my breath.” Hailey says from behind. I rush over to her and lift her into my arms. She’s panting for breath and her already pale skin looks even more so now. She looks up at me with her emerald green eyes and I can see that she is in pain. I can practically feel it myself as though her eyes are reflecting it back to me. I press my hand to her chest and I feel the rapid beat of her heart. She is struggling. The disease is destroying her organs. I can see them now. Her kidneys are shriveled like raisons and her lungs are blackening. Her heart is trying to stay strong but with so many failures it’s difficult to keep up.

  “My love, what would you have me do?” I ask her and Gabriel clears his throat. I look up at him and he is staring into her eyes.

  “Slow your heart and breathing. Not one person here or anywhere will harm you again.” He tells her and I recognize the voice he is using. I know what he
is doing. I growl before laying her down on the bed. I shove Gabriel back because I do not want to get his blood on my Hailey and there will be blood.

  “You dare control my mate.” I shout and the floor seems to tremble under my feet. I grab him by the throat and he projects his thoughts into my head.

  “I would never harm your mate. She was having a panic attack. If I did nothing she could have died. Her body is too weak to handle the stress.” He says in my mind since he can no longer speak with how I am holding him.

  “William.” I hear her voice behind me and it calms me as nothing else could have. I release Gabriel and he falls to the ground. I do not spare him a glance as I go back to the bed. I lift Hailey back into my arms and sit her in my lap. I growl at Gabriel, who is slowly rising again. He puts his hands up again as if he can ward me off with them.

  “Check for yourself. She is breathing normally and her heart has slowed down.” He tells me and I listen to my mate. Everything does seem to be better.

  “I will thank you for this at another time, Gabriel. I can’t seem to control myself right now. Please talk to me about our prisoner before I make you leave.” I tell him as calmly as I can. I try to shake off this crazy need to keep her away from other men but it doesn’t seem to work.

  “The vampire has been lied to. He was told that he was the only vampire that wasn’t a monster because of experiments his Uncle had performed. He was told we were all beasts and only thought about blood. He was told we were murderers and nothing more. He didn’t know about mates or anything about us. I read his mind. He’s telling the truth.” I groan and run a hand down my face.

  “He attacked people. He made so many fledglings and without their consent. It’s not up to me, it’s up to the council. Be thankful because I would kill him now. He attacked my mate.” I have little sympathy for the man.

  “He says he will lead us to the facility and help us in capturing the one responsible. He will help us rescue the fledglings they have and get his own revenge. He is as angry at being duped as you are about your mate being attacked.” Gabriel says and that gets me to thinking.

  “The council will meet only when I call them together. How quickly can we get an attack planned?” I ask him as I kiss the top of my mate’s head.

  “I think a week should do it.” Gabriel says with a nod.

  “Start organizing everyone. If he is as helpful as he says he will be then it might help him. I can’t promise anything.” Gabriel smiles as I say this.

  “Warn him to stay clear of me and my mate though. I might forget his usefulness.” I say with a growl. Gabriel gives a slight bow and comes up smiling.

  “I wouldn’t expect any different and might I add that I am so happy you found your mate.” He turns as soon as he finishes saying that and leaves the room.

  “Are you really feeling better?” I ask her and she smiles up at me shyly. I run my fingers through her silky black hair and relish the warmth of her in my arms. It’s been a long day and it will probably be as long of one tomorrow too.

  “We should get some sleep.” I tell her and set her on the bed. I stand up and pull off my shirt and hand it to her.

  “You can use this to sleep in, if you want.” She glares at me.

  “I have a home you know and I would very much like to….” She doesn’t finish her sentence as I turn toward her and her eyes stare at my chest and stomach. It does nothing to alleviate the ache in my cock. I can scent her desire in the air again. I growl as my cock presses even harder into my zipper.

  “Let me help you relax. I can help you with the ache between your legs.” She squeaks and gives me a scathing look.

  “I have no ache between my legs.” I sniff the air again and still I can smell it.

  “I can smell it, my love. I can lick you until it goes away.” I say as I lick my lips. I can almost taste her already. She will be sweet with just a touch of tanginess to her. She will be the best thing I have ever tasted, well her blood is up there too but this will either be better or a close second. She wiggles and presses her thighs together, making the scent even stronger.

  “Let me please you.” I move closer to her and press my nose against her neck. She smells so damn good. I could get drunk on her scent alone. She moans when I dart my tongue out to taste her skin. The sound of her pleasure nearly makes me cum. I bite into my lip to stop myself from rubbing against her to find my release. I’m that damn close.

  I kiss my way across her collar bone and down to the buttons on her shirt. I slip one button through its hole and when she doesn’t protest I do it again to the next one.

  “We shouldn’t be doing this.” She says yet she doesn’t stop me from slipping another button open. Her scent is growing stronger and my mouth waters to taste her. I want to know how she responds, the sounds she’ll make when she cums and how many times I can make her cum before she passes out. The last one must wait until she is stronger but the first two has me slipping the other two buttons open, rapidly.

  I yank the shirt open to find a light pink bra that is so thin, I see her pebbled dark pink nipples through the material. I wonder if they will be as sweet as they look. They look like ripe berries that will burst sweetly on my tongue. I pluck one of them and watch as her lithe body writhes under me. I groan and rub my length against her thigh as I cum. I jerk and moan as pleasure runs through me. Pleasure I haven’t felt in at least a millennium. The one woman I had been with pales in comparison, though my recollection of her is dim.

  Mary, the prostitute, I once thought I was in love with even pales in comparison. My mate makes me feel complete in a way that I never imagined. Therefore, Mary wasn’t meant to be mine. It would have been a farce and I see it clearly now. Humans have many kinds of loves and most of them are fleeting. We have the advantage of finding that perfect one, the one created just for us. It is what makes the years of loneliness worthwhile. This one moment in time is worth thousands of lonely days.

  I kiss her lips as I continue to fill my boxers full of my white, sticky mess. It seems to go on and on without any end.

  I continue to kiss her soft lips and when she moans I shove my tongue in to join hers. To my surprise, she kisses me back with a passion that ignites in my loins and I cum even harder. Our tongues duel as I moan into her mouth. Her mouth is sweet and I can’t wait to taste more of her.

  When the last surprisingly strong stream of cum releases, I collapse forward into her arms. I should be embarrassed but I’m not. I imagine anyone would react the same if given a mate as beautiful as mine is. She is the embodiment of beauty. I’m not just saying that because she is my mate either. With eyes like hers, hair like hers, and a body made for sin, hell I am surprised I didn’t cum at first sight of her.

  “Oh, my love.” I say as I roll to my side and kiss her some more. I try to unfasten her bra and I finally growl as I tear it apart. They didn’t have bras back in my day, they wore slips. Of course, it was a much simpler time with no technology to speak of. I prefer modern days, yet this contraption for women’s breast seems to baffle me. She giggles softly at my frustration.

  “Hey, that was my favorite bra.” She says though with no anger behind the words.

  “I will buy you a new one. Perhaps one I’ll know how to work.” I tell her as I throw the thing away to land on the floor. I look down at the perfect mounds. They are perfectly round with tight pink berries at the tips. I lean forward and suck one into my mouth. Her back arches and she cries out. I love the sounds she makes for me. I curl my tongue around her rosy peek as I strum the other between my fingers.

  “William.” She groans and I switch sides. I have never seen such perfect breasts and I love the way they darken the more I play with them. She takes my breath away the way she responds to everything I do to her. Life with her will never be boring or without emotion. I was starting to think that I was losing myself until I found her. It had been a while since I felt any true emotions. I had just been acting the part, as a robot. Now, I can truly appreciate
the birth of my grandchild, a grandchild I will not have to watch grow old and die.

  She has given me a world full of color again. A world where I will finally get to experience love and I will cherish her even more for it. She is the reason I was created. The reason she will continue to live and bring light to so many people. I selfishly want to contain her and keep all the light for myself.

  Her hips start moving at the same time as my mouth and I know she is ready for me to move lower. She is ready to experience the pleasure I can give her. I only hope that I can please her. My experience is limited and I have never performed oral pleasures on a woman before. This will be the first time for me and I only hope I can make her enjoy it as much as I will in doing it.

  I let her nipple slip free of my mouth as I kiss my way down between her breasts. I kiss and lick straight down, only stopping to dip my tongue inside her belly button. I want to know every inch of her. It is my mission to taste every part of her body. I want to know it as intimately as my own. She will know whose body this belongs to and I will make sure she never regrets giving herself to me. I will never let her die. I know I promised that I would have her consent first but if I can’t get it and she’s dying, I will not hesitate. I can’t live without her and not just because of her blood.

  “Oh god.” She pants as I push her skirt up her silky, smooth legs. Her light pink panties make me moan as I push them down and out of the way. I growl deep in my throat as I get my first glimpse at her glistening folds. Her little triangle of dark curls calls to me. Her panties get caught on her shoes and I chuckle to myself. I didn’t think of them. I slide them off before discarding her panties in the same direction as her shirt.

  “William.” She says as she rubs her legs together. My woman needs me and I do not want to keep her waiting. I pull her leg up and look down at her beautiful pussy. It opens like a flower and shows her dewy pink petals. I lick my lips before darting my tongue out and swiping it through the center of her pink, plush lips. She cries out and I feel my entire body tense as I feel another release building within me. Her flavor explodes on my tongue and my cock is at full mass again. I’m so close to cumming yet again that I reach down and pinch the tip of my cock.