Silver had picked out a flowing white wrap dress with mid length wide sleeves. The dress came to just above my knee and was by far the longest dress I've worn while here. She paired it with a nude color booties with a small heel. My hair was in a loose french braid behind me, tied with the green ribbon Liam gave me which matched my eye color. Waiting on a hook by the door was a floor length button down coat with a fur trimmed hood in a vibrant green color.
I waited in the main room while Silver went to check on the Master. When she returned she informed me that the Master wanted to feed in his chambers. I remembered how he had touched me while feeding the last time and shuddered, hoping it would be a more traditional feeding. "Master is on a call with his father. Give him a few moments. He will call you in when he's ready." I nodded and waited.
Sawyer was sitting on the couch reading his book. I noticed it was the DaVinci book from a few days ago. I waved to him as I walked past him. I noticed he wore black slacks and a black short sleeved shirt. His feet were bare. His reddish brown hair was swept to one side and he was sitting on the couch with one leg outstretched along the cushions and the other bent to his chest and currently being used to rest his book. He looked relaxed and maybe even content. His hazel eyes seemed to slowly travel over me before he nodded in acknowledgement and gave me a crooked smile. Seeing him like this, I suddenly noticed how uniquely handsome he was. He wasn't handsome in the traditional sense. Nothing extraordinary about him except maybe his height. He had a thin build but it was muscular. He had an air of mystery about him, perhaps because he didn't speak much. There was also an intensity. A sadness. He had a beautiful mouth and on the rare occasion when he smiled it made your heart stir. I hadn't noticed him this way before.
After a few minutes of awkwardly standing there. I walked to the Master's room. The door was open and I could see Silver finishing straightening the room, taking an empty glass. The sun was streaming into the room making it look much more inviting. Master was sitting on a wide thronelike upholstered chair. He had one leg draped across one of the chair's arms. The other was stretched out in front of him and he was reading some papers. As I stepped to the entrance, I stopped and Silver looked up. She smiled at me as she hurried to collect the clothes piled at the base of the bed. "Master, Aliana is here as you requested." She nodded and I entered the Master's room as she left and closed the door. He wore navy britches with a billowy white shirt and tall brown riding boots. He looked every bit the beautiful Vampire. His sandy blond hair was slightly disheveled as if he'd run his hands through them and he already had the beginnings of a five o'clock shadow along his jawline even though it was still morning.
His glowing blue eyes looked up and he set the papers down on a small table next to the chair. He brought his leg from the arm of the chair and sat up straight. "Aliana, come." I walked over to him. He took me in. "That dress looks lovely on you. Come. Sit." He spread his legs open indicating I should sit between them. I walked over and sat.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and moved my braid away from the one side of my neck with the other. He ran his tongue up and down my neck causing me to shiver as my core tightened in arousal. Then he sunk his fangs into the delicate skin along the side of my neck and began to draw my blood. His hand which was on my stomach pulled me closer to him. His other hand rested on my breast, stroking the bud and causing little waves of pleasure to erupt from my body. Pleasure and disgust. My body reacted one way but my mind could not forget what he was and what he was doing. My mind wanted me to retreat with Liam to our meadow and forget what this creature was doing to me.
I forced myself to relax but did not allow myself to fade away. Soon, I felt a bit woozy and I pulled my knee up to me slightly causing my body to give a slight shift. I felt his fangs draw away. He licked the wound lapping up the blood that pooled there. I imagined he was also sealing the wound. He had finished feeding. However, he didn't make any move to get up or command me to move away from him. Instead he sat there. His hand was no longer stroking my breast, it was moving up and down my inner thigh. His other hand was still holding me firmly against him.
He whispered into my ear and the already tight knot of arousal in my core further squeezed at me. "You taste so good. Your blood is as unique as you are. So good. So delicious." I wasn't sure what to say or do. "Thank you Master. It makes me happy to please you."
I used one of the many phrases my father and I had practiced over the past year. I'd been using a number of them since I arrived and they seemed to work well. My father had told me that Vampires have big egos and love it when humans say things like that. I've been here only a short time, but I've found that my father's careful teachings have been more help to me than I would have thought possible.
My Master laughed quietly, his mouth was still close enough to my neck I could feel his breath as he laughed. "Such a good girl." My father was right. Only it wasn't getting me off this chair. Finally he let go of me. "Come. Let's get started on our day." I sighed in relief, happy to have some space between us.
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The Last Vampire Hunter
Fantasy"Aliana, our Master owns you. All of you. He can take what is his when he wants. It is your duty as his pet to please him." I looked at Silver. Terror evident in my eyes. "Try not to panic, Aliana. This will be your first time. It will hurt...