Bound By The Blood Moon

CHAPTER FOUR

    “His daughter? The one he always kept away from me? Why does he want me to see her now?”
    I gave Colt a death stare and he turned away. I knew he had the inside info on this but I merely let it slide. I could read his mind if I wanted to. It’s only high level witches that had runes safeguarding their minds from me. I could still read them if I wanted but it would alert them after I destroy the runes.
    I hushed Colt with my finger to my lips and focused on the amazing blowjob that Kristin was giving me. Letting my head fall back, I placed my hand at the back of Kristin's head and made it bob a little faster.
    I felt my dick hit the back of her throat as she struggled to breathe. I pulled her head up and she gave me that seductive look; as if she was begging for me to cum deeply in her throat. I needed the release soon enough so I pushed her head back down and let her take back the reins.
   She licked the underside of my cock then stroked it with both her hands. She twirled her tongue around the head and I jerked back in response. She ran her finger along my slit before she pushed her tongue in there, stroking my cock and fondling my balls.
   She began to pump my dick faster with her hands and let her fangs graze the sides just a little. She knew my dick pretty well and knew what would get me to my high. She released my dick and in one go, swallowed the full length while she slid her hand under my balls and stuck a finger in my ass.
   I opened my eyes for a bit and looked down to find her staring back at me, with a slutty grin on her face. Even with my dick entirely in her mouth, I pushed her head down deeper. With a grunt, I came in her mouth, filling her up with barely enough space to swallow. I emptied my balls for a minute before she pulled her head back to lick what was left.
   As she got up, he sucked on my ear and kissed my neck, taking a bit and a drop of my blood. She cleared my table and headed to the kitchen while I pulled up my jeans and made a beeline for the couch set down in my sitting room.
   “So Colt, tell me now, what do I gain by coming to this ceremony? Because I see no reason to drag myself into the life of a person he never wanted me to meet all these years.”
   “Well sir, Sir Jason said to mention that he would put in a word in the council for you to have the chance to choose maidens from higher clans.”
   I froze for a second, then turned to look at Colt. This time, he had a small grin etched on his normally expressionless face. All supernaturals knew the situation I was in: to have the perfect offspring, I needed blood as close to royalty as possible. But unfortunately, they all felt that they owed me nothing.
   The war was so long ago and there was hardly ever going to be any of its kind so they didn’t need overly powerful offspring who might take power from their hands. The witches never really wanted a hand in my birth from the start but the war was driving them to extinction too, so they clenched their teeth and gave in.
   “Jacob Colt.”
   “Yes, Sir King.”
   “Tell Jason that he should prepare a room for me. When is the date of the ceremony?”
   “It’s in a week sir.”
   “At his England home, I presume?”
   “Yes sir.”
   “Ok. You can leave now. I’ll arrive a day or two before the ceremony.”
   “I’ll gladly pass your message on to Sir Jason.”
  Colt bowed and deactivated the communication. I stared straight ahead as I recounted the words of my father.
   “Your blood is like the purest gold. It can’t merge with tainted silver or cheap diamonds. So for you to have the perfect offspring, you need the perfect Vessels. The power in you is too much to be contained in the body of a human or those of low level supernaturals. And even then, there can hardly be another you. Your offspring will at most be hybrids of two sides or have traits from another branch. None can be a tribrid.”

   “My father was always one to talk but he did leave me with a lot of knowledge. Sigh. I still do miss him.”
   I stood up from the couch and headed to the bedroom. Tossing my clothes aside, I walked into the bathroom. I needed to start with a warm bath to wash off the smell of sex still lingering on me.
   As the water cascaded down my body, I thought of Jason’s daughter whom he had always kept hidden from me.
   She was clearly the top ranked Vessel among the vampires, being the daughter of the ruling clan. Meeting her could give me a chance to claim her as mine but I still wondered why Jason would let me meet her now. There has to be an underlying reason. Jason has always been a cunning one.
   “Well, I’ll leave that till later. Besides, it won’t be anything so tedious.”

   Dressing up in a black suit and a sky blue shirt, I activated the portal while leaving a message for Kristin that I would be back at night. Work needed to be done.
   Arriving in the cottage home, I picked up the keys to my blue Bentley Mulsanne and headed downstairs to the living room. The servants greeted me with their heads bowed as they spotted me walk down the stairs with light footsteps.
   Shortly after, the housekeeper’s daughter strode into the living room and greeted me with a courteous bow. Her cream gown, that went about an inch below her knees, gave her the elegance of the Victorian times. Her steps were graceful and her smile was ever so charming. Diamond smiled at me and then said something about her mum.
   “Sorry Miss Diamond, I didn’t get you. Can you go again?”
   “Ok Sir King. My mum fell ill and she wouldn’t be able to come in for about a week, so I’ll be in charge till then. I hope I don’t do so badly.”
   “From what I’ve seen, you’ll do exceptionally well.”

   After that, I walked past her with my hands behind my back, heading for the garage. I could feel her strong gaze on me as I disappeared from her sight.