Vampire King’s Little Killer

Half-breed: a person whose parents are of different races, of, relating to, or designating offspring of people or animals of different races or breeds.

Vesper

The half-breed tasted too fucking sweet, his scent was too irresistible. I know that Aldrich told me that my fixation with werewolves will one day get me into trouble because King Nero will never allow one of his children to be with the lesser breed species.

Well, I guess if any of his children would mess up it’ll be me. I could never follow orders, always have been the little rebel though there was nothing little about me. And because once I taste the guy, I couldn’t get enough of him. It took all of me to peel myself away from him and let Wolfie sleep it off. The poor guy was inches away from killing himself the night before. I would never push anyone to decide their fate. If they want to die, I would never tell them otherwise. Though in Lowell’s case, I took precautions because Tessa will be upset if her newfound half-brother was lifeless.

“W-where am I?” He asked in a raspy dry voice the second he opened his eyes. But then became quiet when he realized that he was still in the same room as the day before. “Why are you here?” Lowell scooted against the headboard and winced when he saw that his ankles were chained to the floor.

“Yeah, sorry about that. I told Aldrich that you might want to try to defy gravity.” My eyes venture to the windows and he slumped back to the headboard.

“Why am I still here?”

“Your half-sister is a badass. She killed the Russian and now both she and the King think that you need to stay here and lay low. Because when they find out that you are related to Tessa, they will know that you trigger last night’s bloodshed.”

“Bloodshed?”

“Ah… I wish they’d taken me on that little field trip to the Russian cage fight arena. I’m still hurt that they didn’t.” I huffed and went to sit by the end of his bed facing him, before continuing. “But if I did you might try something funny and I’d be held responsible if you ended with broken bones, or worst dead.”

“I’m tired.”

“Of course, you are, Wolfie. But more bloody steaks are coming your way and red wine. I was told those two combinations will help you heal faster. Your wrists are looking much better.”

“You’re Vesper right?” Lowell asked looking a bit dazed as if he was confirming what the werewolf healer told me and Aldrich earlier. Yup, Tessa made Father call a doctor for him and since a human doctor was useless to his kind, we made the sad-looking werewolf healer come to our den. Anyways, the healer told us that Lowell has a foggy brain and that we should be patient with him. Telling us that he might have little episodes that might make him suicidal at times.

“I am,” I smirked, pleased that he remembered my name.

“Okay, I’m Lowell, stop calling me Wolfie.”

Ouch.

“Damn, you’re snarky when you had your meat. So, I guess you’re feeling better already.” I teased him only to raise his anger and made him understand the situation he was in. Okay, I admit that might not be the best way, but it was fun.

“I am, so you can let me go.”

“Nope, not going to happen on my watch. As I said, your half-sister is… feisty and I don’t want to be the bad son to my father. Cause he’s much much scarier than Tessa.”

“I can take care of myself!”

“Uh-huh, of course, you can.” I rolled my eyes and he hissed, curling his fingers, and fisting the sheets. Wolfie looked at me with rage in his eyes. He pulled his legs trying to free them from the shackles on his ankles, but only to hurt himself before he quickly bit his scream trying to drown another pain.

“Do I need to change these shackles into padded ones? Seriously, you’re going to bleed out each time you force them, they’re secured to the floors. You won’t even be able to shift in them.” I scooted closer to his front and put my hand on his. “You might as well enjoy your stay. Tessa will visit you when she’s ready.” I moved my hand to his neck, caressing him tenderly before I decided to get up to leave him be. I was almost at the door when I heard him.

“Tell Tessa to let me go. I won’t chase after her again. You said it. She had dealt with the Russian, I… I’ll leave the country.”

“You’re not going anywhere, Lowell. Not yet. Be patient. You can talk to her when she’s ready.” I uttered by the door before closing it, then locked it behind me. I could hear the stress when he yelled my name, cursed, threw out profanities, and told me to basically fuck off. And so I did.

Marius was waiting for me on the other side of the door. I wasn’t startled seeing him because he wasn’t hiding his presence. I know something monumental had happened, I was feeling the shift in the air, then I groaned when I actually heard it.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Congratulation, my Prince you have a new baby brother?”

“W-what?” It was my turn to stutter. It was bad. Really bad. And now having another brother made me think of the new responsibility that will quickly fall under my hands.

“You heard me, a new brother. The king sired a dying man at the request of our future queen. He looked so happy, Vesper, now they are bonded. And I was the first one to congratulate them.” Marius’s face was so smug that I left him in the hallway without a word. I went straight for the common room thinking that they were still there. I need to congratulate them too then check in on my new little brother.

It was not until a couple of hours before dawn that I gave up on looking for them. I had been distracted by meeting with a few vampire younglings that Father had insisted I did a few weeks back. Father and Tessa had probably headed back to their bedroom, refusing to insert myself in an awkward situation, I decided to go to the kitchen and have some blood before returning to my room.

“Vesper, I thought you had gone back to your place already. You’ve been quite busy then?” Aldrich greeted me as he gracefully crossed the kitchen and opened the industrial chiller to retrieve two blood bags, putting them in one big mug before shoving them into the microwave.

“I have, you should be proud of me,” I smirked finishing off my meal for the day.

“I’m always proud of the King’s descendants.” His eyes found mine and stayed for a second before the microwave beeped and he took out his drink and finished it off in under a minute while my eyes were trained on his Adam’s apple, watching him while feeling myself gets hard for the guy.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I teased and moved to trap him against the counter.

“We shouldn’t,”

“You know your little resistance would only flare my need for you, right?” I whispered at the crook of his neck then licked his ear seconds before his hands finally rest on my chest, curling them, making wrinkles on my shirt. Our kiss was hot and I pulled away when I knew that he was at a stage where he’d be willing to follow me back to my room.

We managed to strip naked and I had him pinned under me moments after the sexy guard locked us in my bedroom. I kissed the muscles lining his shoulder blades while fucking him into the bed. My chest was flat to his back, his ass pressed tight against my groin while I picked up my pace and fuck him hard and deep, just the way he liked it. The deep guttural sounds coming from him made me groan louder while my legs straddle his thighs keeping them close, loving the tightness of him clenching my cock as we both chase our climax.

“Touch me,” Aldrich begged, his fingers gripping the sheets when my hands pinned his wrists on each side.

“I want you to come, fuck yourself into my bed. Let the friction take you there. My dirty, filthy guard. I missed you, my dear lover.” I licked and playfully scratched his ear with my fangs. That finally gets him to moan my name louder and let himself loose as we climaxed second after each other.

“I saw how you look at Lowell,” Aldrich said when he was back from the bathroom and I selfishly pulled him back to the bed beside my still-naked self.

“Aw, you should never be jealous. If it comes to that, there’s nothing more than to have him between us.”

“You’re such a horny monster aren’t you?”

“For you, I can be, my sweet handsome lover,” I whispered, stroking his hair while he lay his hand across my chest as we cuddled before dawn.

“I should get back to my room.”

“Stay, please… I missed you.” I tilted his face and kissed his lips gently. When he moved closer for more I knew he’d stay.