My Beautiful Killer

MBK TWO

TWO

The Red Room

The red room was very... red. Lots of silks and velvet, people dancing seductively and off in the cornered areas behind curtains that were set up doing God knows what behind them. Women, vampires and human slaves, lifted their dress skirts to watchful men and hooked their fingers to beckon them. I looked around in disgust. Master pulled me back to a cornered off area that was for his own use. I was to sit with him and cater to his needs.

"Anything you would like Master?" I asked him.

He shook his head, not looking at me. He was staring intensely but his eyes were not focused.

He blinked and looked up at me.

I shook my head. "Excuse me Master, I should not have-"

"You will get nowhere apologizing all of the time." He growled under how breath.

I didn't speak and neither did he.

"If I may ask, why are you not enjoying yourself?" I asked, breaking the agonizing silence.

He looked at me. "I am enjoying myself."

I frowned. "It seems a king like you would be... doing things."

He laughed. A pure rich sound that I was sure made all the women wheep. "It seems like a king such as I would be tired of all of this."

I nodded. "True."

"I grow weary at times of them, but its the people who seem to enjoy these... festivities." He said.

"They do not get to do things like this a lot. But you do."

He nodded.

"Doesn't it seem a bit... I don't know. Weird? Watching others..." I wandered off and looked around and spotted a couple of bare skinned people going at it. I looked away quickly and felt my cheeks go hot.

"Vampires are very open to one another."

"I've noticed."

There was a small glint in his eyes. "I've had enough time with these parties and my share of actions. It is a bore at times really to partake."

I gave a small nod and let out a breath of relief. I could feel his gaze on me though. Heavy and intense, resting on my body. Neck, shoulders chest and breasts.

All of a sudden I was slammed onto my back. His body over mine and my heart pounding, my breath catching in my throat as a lump formed. I took in a sharp breath as a smirk stretched over his lips. His fangs flashed as his ran his tongue over them and I felt ice cold terror wash over me and chill down my spine as his cool hand brushed my thigh.

His head dipped down and I felt his cool breath on my neck and slowly his lips pressed to my skin. My skin prickled with emotion. I wasn't able to tell if it was fear or lust. Both. I had a sudden urge for him, that want and need to have his lips on me. To have his hand move higher up my dress.

"Are you nervous?" His voice was cool and silky. Even and low.

I was nervous. Yet I wanted him, then in the back of my mind I knew that I couldn't. I shouldn't want my kidnapping vampire master to get the satisfaction of having me want him. I merely nodded.

His other hand tangled in my hair, harsh and rough causing me to cry out.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" He growled in my ear, his breath tickling my flesh and causing me to shiver.

"Yes, Master." I whimpered as he jerked my head to face him.

He loosened his hold on my hair and his hand spread my legs and he shifted his way into them. Kneeling over me. His hand stroking my thigh as his eyes looked over my face. "This is going to hurt, for a small second," he said lowly and I felt his lips move to my neck.