Chapter 11: Temptation,
Lestat POV...
I sit at the table watching her eat. Why humans must consume such junk is beyond me. In my day food was not processed like it is today and it was fresh. I stopped her from eating the bag of chips she was having because dinner was coming up and I did not want her to spoil her appetite.
"So, you're going to make me dinner?" She asked with disbelief laced in her voice.
"Yes, in a little while I will start it."
She squealed with delight and rushed towards me throwing her arms about me. Raina kissed me on the cheek with feeling.
I sat rooted to the spot. I was not expecting that. Was she warming up to me? Hope soared through my soul.
"Why do you want to cook for me?" She asked getting her dishes from the cabinets and set the table.
Smiling, I cross my arms over my chest and lean back in the chair. I regarded her a moment and then said. "I find it fascinating that you even like it in the first place and I do like it that I'm getting you what you need, call it instinct."
She hastened a glance at me as she got her silverware from the drawer then brought it to the table. Sitting down she asked me, "So, what are we doing this evening master?"
My mouth twitches into a broad grin. So, baby likes to play. I'm not really into all that kinky crap but master seems appropriate somehow, but I wanted a mate not a servant.
"So, you see me as a god or something, huh?"
Suddenly, she starts grinning and it just floors me. I think she is growing more at ease with me. I was ecstatic, so happy it makes me giddy. It seems to me my plan is working. Could she be falling for me? But as my smile gets bigger, she throws a napkin at me playfully. Then suddenly the doorbell rings. "Go and answer it," I say fully knowing that it was for her. I flit to the bedroom and close the door. Inside I listen as the mailman gave her the package that I had ordered for her. Oh, I hope she will be surprised.
"Come out come out wherever you are?" I heard her call. It made me chuckle because I used that phase to call out the vampires.
I dash into the room and grab her rear and cup her breast. I pull her to me flush and she shrieks and wiggles trying to get free from my grasp.
"Get away from me vampire!" She cries and wrestles free.
I let her go and follow her the bedroom where she fled from me. She might pretend she doesn't want me, but I knew better than to believe that. I love making her feel uncomfortable. It pleases me to see her reaction. The flushing of her cheeks and the violet eyes that flash with such indignation had me all excited inside.
"Go open the package, it's for you." I say.
She came out of the bathroom with a look of suspicion on her face but shrugs. I followed her as she goes back and picks up the box then heads to the kitchen where she slices it open with a kitchen knife.
"What is this...?" She says as she holds up a plastic bag containing a black corset set with a pair of knee-high stockings. "What are these?"
I smirk at her. "I'm an old fashion guy and under garments from the past is very sexy. Even more so then this day and age."
She shoots me look of annoyance.
She scoffs. "I hope they're for you."
I make a show of eyeing her up and down. "Well you know they are kind of for me, but I'm not wearing them, you are." I say smoothly like a drop of honey. She frowns at me. "Well, I won't force you to wear them, but you will if you want to please me."
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The Chosen One: A Vampire Lestat Story
FanficMature, lemons. Lestat wanders the world without a mate. Soon it becomes unbearable to live without one. Will she except him for what he is or will she turn him away? Quote: And there she was. Such a vision that I never saw in all my centuries of li...