Courting A Vampire 6

By: StormHerald

Chapter 6

A stream of sunlight landed on my face and I smiled, stretching awake.

It took a moment to realize where I was but once I did I stretched my

arms out to my sides and found Damien not there. I sighed and got up

rubbing the tops of my sore arms before heading into the bathroom

and taking a hot shower.

I found a black towel and wrapped it around me drying myself off as

best as I could. I opened the door and realized that the room was a lot

warmer than earlier. I padded into the living room to see a large fire

burning away and a plate of eggs and toast waiting for me on the table.

I opened the note and smiled at the beautiful script on it.

I am sorry that I cannot be with you for the remaining of the time I have

you. I was spirited away due to a conflict in the North. I will make it up to

you when I return. I already took Desmond with me, so you needn't worry

about her threat. Isadora should be arriving shortly. I will see you soon.

Prince Damien

I closed the letter and grabbed a piece of toast and bit into it, holding it

in my mouth as I grabbed the handle of the knife I had noticed still in

the table and yanking hard, pulled it out. I touched the edge of the

blade then set it in my lap as I finished my breakfast. My Aunt stormed

into the room just as I was finishing looking around furious.

"He has some nerve to skip out on almost half of the time with you, and

taking that little tartlet with him."

I smiled at her, "Don't worry about it, he said he would make it up, and

I'm glad she's gone."

"Yes, well..." She looked around the place her eyebrows shooting up

and staying up in surprise. I followed her with my eyes as I drank the

last of the orange juice, "He really accommodated you, didn't he?"

I stood up and walked to her, "What do you mean?"

"Well, all the blankets for one thing. Most of the time vampires don't

have pillows or blankets on anything other than the bed, the fire, and

he even put in a television."

I laughed and shook my head, "We didn't watch it."

She suddenly turned and grabbed my hand, worry marring her features,

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I didn't expect him to pick you first. Are you

alright?"

She looked me over, noticing the faint bruising on my upper arms but

seemed satisfied that I was unharmed, "I am just fine, just would like to

get dressed, honestly."

She smiled and grabbed the plastic bag she had set on the couch when

she had walked in, "Care to divulge some details?"

I shook my head as she unzipped the bag revealing a dark blue satin

dress, "Nope."

She laughed and helped me into the dress and picked through my hair

as I brushed my teeth. She started to pick up the room and picked up

the scraps of the lace corset holding it up, "Oh my."

I blushed as she continued to hunt around finding the ripped panties

shortly after. She giggled and put them in the top drawer of the night

stand, "We'll just leave these here for him."

I covered my face with my hands and ran out of the room, too

embarrassed to say anything. My aunt followed me laughing as she

gathered a few remaining things in the room and left.

*******

The next few days were uneventful, whatever was happening in the

north kept the Prince away for the rest of the week, Desmond arrived

as Yuki left, and I made it a point to avoid being alone in any of the

halls. I explained to my aunt the knife and then Desmond's threat,

manufacturing a story that she would possibly believe, she seemed to

be thoroughly impressed, as she made it a point to strap it to my thigh

in every single dress I wore.

Eventually the Prince did return, and upon his return there was a huge

ball thrown, Elizabeth had already been back for three days and the ball

was not only to commemorate the Princes return, but to also

commemorate the beginning of the courtship. I had asked my Aunt

how I would go about courting the Prince and all she could tell me was

that I needed to be proactive and seek the Prince out as often as I

could, rather than waiting for him to find me.

The night of the ball she dressed me in a form fitting, midnight blue,

velvet dress. It had a slit up to my hip on one side, and on the other my

knife was strapped. My hair was pulled up into a French twist with blue

diamond encrusted combs pinning it into place. The front of the dress

dipped into a low scoop, and thanks to a strong push up bra, my

cleavage held center stage. Sitting on my collar bone was my blue

diamond necklace and long diamond earring dangled from my ears.

My aunt left shortly after getting me ready, telling me she had to meet

with the family over a few things, and left me to find my way to the

ball. I decided then, that it would be a wise idea to be proactive and

instead of making my way to the ball I made my way to the Princes

chambers. I lifted my hand to knock but saw that the door was cracked

open and I sighed, thinking that either someone was already with him,

or that he had already left.

I had missed him, and still hadn't seen him since his return, so I entered

quietly, hoping to catch a brief glimpse of his face, if nothing else. I

heard a groan coming from the room and my heart beat faster realizing

that I may not have been the only proactive betrothed in the castle. I

debated whether to leave, but the desire to see his face was

overwhelming and I couldn't help but to peek around the corner into

his room.

What I saw stunned me, the Prince was alone, wearing nothing but a

pair of pants fallen to his ankles. He was sitting on the bed and one

hand was working up and down on the glorious member I'd had

multiple dreams about. But it was what was in the other hand that

stunned me, in his other hand were the panties my Aunt had left him,

he had them pressed to his face and was breathing them in deeply as

he worked on his hard member.

I stepped forward and with no thought what so ever knelt down in

front of him and stopped his hand. His eyes flew open as he jumped

startled until his silver eyes landed on my face. He lowered the panties

from his face and I stood up enough to capture his lips with mine. He

grabbed me and ravenously pressed my body to him, our mouths

ravishing each other, saying with more than words how much we had

missed each other.

He broke the kiss and I pulled back sinking back to my knees and

moving his hands away from his beautiful cock. I licked the glistening

head, closing my eyes and tasting the sweet liquid that had pooled

there. I licked down his member until I was to its base, and then I pulled

away to look at the large, heavy testicles hanging from him. I nuzzled

them softly before licking up the textured flesh. He moaned and I

looked up seeing him watching me, his eyes pure bright glowing silver,

and his fangs fully exposed.

I opened my mouth and softly sucked in one ball, caressing it with my

tongue before switching to the other. I nuzzled in the hair for a

moment, breathing in his spicy scent before returning my attention to

his now throbbing cock. I licked up the vein and swirled my tongue

along the ridge of the head. I again licked at the pooling liquid at the tip

and then slowly engulfed him in my mouth. He was hot, and the feeling

of his thick shaft moving down my throat until my nose was buried in

his curly black hair, was amazing.

I felt my body respond by heating up my stomach and the junction

between my legs. I swallowed and nursed on him until I pulled up,

sucking hard as I pulled him out of my mouth. He groaned loudly and

grabbed the back of my head and pushed me back down. I inched as

close as I could and began to move up and down on him, swallowing in

pleasure as his hot shaft reached into my throat, and sucking hard as it

pulled out. Soon Damien was moaning my name and I felt my slit drip

wet as his member thickened and his hot seed filled my mouth.

I moaned and stared straight into his bright silver eyes, as I suckled on

him, draining every last bit I could from him before releasing him and

licking my lips clean. He groaned at seeing me and grabbed the back of

my head and forcefully pulled me against his mouth. He attacked my

mouth, sucking and nipping at my lips, and I did the same in return,

gasping and moaning as his tongue ravished mine. Too soon he pulled

away and held me away from him. I set my hands down onto his knees

and sank back onto my folded legs, sitting and waiting patiently for him.

He ran is hand over his face as his still silver eyes looked at me and his

fangs in plain view.

I shuddered and smiled at him, "I missed you."

He frowned and stood up pulling his pants up and fastening them

quickly. I stood up and followed him into his closet watching him pick a

black button up shirt and putting it on. He buttoned it up without

looking at me and I stood in his way in the door way. Finally he looked

up at me and I nodded, "I can leave if I'm bothering you."

He shook his head and softly pushed passed me and walked into the

bathroom and pulled his hair back. I walked in with him and looked in

the mirror, fixing the few stray hairs that had escaped my hairdo. He

walked out and I continued to straighten myself out before nodding

then walking out seeing him put on his boots. He wouldn't look at me

and I sighed and walked to the door, "I'll leave you to it then."

I turned and walked out getting only three steps before warm, strong

arms wrapped around me, "Don't go yet."

I turned in his arms and looked at him, "Okay," laid my head against his

chest and then kissed the nape of his neck before he dropped his arms

and turned away, finishing getting dressed. I sat on the edge of the bed

and watched him pull cuff links out and put them on and then pull out a

very formal looking jacket and put it on. I played with my necklace

catching Damien's eye.

"I have been hearing a lot of things about you, while I was away."

I looked up at him curious, "I'm surprised you heard anything up where

you were at. What was it?"

He nodded to me, "That this particular shade of blue seems to be your

favorite color."

I smiled, "It is, and silver, blue and silver."

His eyes narrowed, "Silver huh?"

I ignored his sudden mood change and leaned back on my hands

thinking back to my room back home, "Yes, my whole house is black

and red except my room. I have these beautiful blankets that are just

the perfect dark blue and then stitched all through them are silver stars

and flowers. They are my absolute favorite."

"Tell me more about your home." He sat next to me and I smiled at him

and sat up.

"Well the canopy of my bed is this light blue, and then this rich emerald

green. I didn't used to like green but one year the farmers that owned

the fields around our house all decided to plant wheat at the same

time." I sat up and waved my arms in front of me, "The whole world

was just this beautiful sea of deep green that would wave in the breeze.

It was amazing; it was so green that it even filled the house with green,

every time the sun was out, and the house was filled with green. Then

the wheat turned golden yellow and it was just amazing, I felt like I

lived in a sea of gold for a while."

I leaned back on my arms, "I didn't go to school, like the rest of the

humans, I went mostly online. We lived in the middle of nowhere, the

nearest house being a good three miles away. I spent a lot of time

learning how to be a proper vampire princess from my mother." I gave

Damien a sideways look and smiled, "obviously I ignored those lessons.

I also learned different things too, like vampire history, my family’s

history, and self-defense."

Damien looked down at the black watch he wore and sighed, "We need

to get going."

I stood up and straightened my dress and Damien grabbed my hand,

"Thank you."

I leaned forward and brushed my lips gently against his before

straightening up and smiling at him, walked out of the room. I walked

to the ballroom and was instantly the center of attention as hundreds

of pairs of black eyes turned to look at me. I straightened my back and

glided to the best of my abilities to the area where my aunt told me to

meet her. I tried to subtly check myself, making sure I didn't have any

evidence of what had happened on me before being grabbed into a

bone crushing hug by my aunt.

She whispered into my ear, "We have a problem."

I pulled back looking at her and to nodded towards three very tall men,

the most noticeable having dusty blonde hair, a full beard, and sharp

green eyes. I knew instantly there were Lycans, wolves most likely, or

maybe even lions. I gave my aunt a dark look, "I thought that was what

the Prince was up North taking care of."

My aunt shifted uncomfortable and gave my four relatives a very black

look, "They are here for you."

I spun around and grabbed my aunts hand and glared into her black

eyes, "What?"

"It seems that while my side of your family has offered your hand to the

Prince, your mother’s side has been talking to the Lycans about you

marrying one of their leader’s sons."

"What do you mean?"

My cousin stepped forward and pulled the two of us back a few more

feet into the shadows, "My uncle, your uncle, has been up north

working on peace with the Lycans. He had mentioned that you were

human, not vampire, and because of that reason, the marriage oath

was changed to allow the Prince an option of choosing a vampire

instead of you. When he said that the Lycan leader was immediately

interested, my uncle has basically promised that if you aren't chosen by

the Prince, then you will be married to one of his sons."

She nodded to the three Lycans and they zeroed in on the movement

their green eyes locking with mine. They all smiled and I felt my pulse

begin to quicken as I backed up into my cousin. I began to look

frantically for a place to run to, only partially noticing Damien making a

very obvious, straight line to the three men. I started to shake as I

realized I was cornered and suddenly my aunt was in front of me

looking at me worried, "Lilly?"

I didn't look at her, but instead kept my eyes zeroed in on the lethal

movements of the three men that were getting too close. Suddenly I

couldn't catch my breath, and the world began to spin before the edges

of my vision blackened. I was panicking, I had never panicked this much

before in my life, but their movements, their bodies, everything, was

different than anything I had seen before.

My aunt was tugging on my hand, "Breathe Lilly, Lilly?"

She looked past my shoulder, "What's wrong with her?"

I felt my legs give out and my aunt caught me suddenly realizing I was

fainting, "Oh my Hades, someone, get a glass of water or something.

NO NOT BLOOD YOU IDIOT!!!"

It was the last thing I heard as the blackness at the edge of my sight

moved to cover my entire vision, and my body went slack.

I felt cool hands on my face, as another set of hands lifted my head and

water was poured onto my lips. I opened my eyes staring straight into

the familiar black eyes of my aunt, the worry lines on her face fading as

she saw me wake up.

"Oh thank all that is undead, I thought you died." I took a few more sips

before sitting up and recognizing I wasn't in the ballroom anymore. I

grabbed my Aunts hand, 'What happened?"

My aunt chewed on the inside of her cheek and looked down at me

worried, "Promise not to faint again?"

I nodded, "I'm not being stalked by some oversized lion looking man

with no place to run."

My aunt sat down with a huff, "Well, the Prince went up north because

the Lycans leader had told him he wanted to make peace. So of course,

the Prince went and when he was there he was told about your Uncles

offer of your hand should the Prince not want you. This was, of course,

an inappropriate time to discuss that sort of thing because the Prince

had just met you. So instead the leader gave him an ultimatum, if he

would allow three of his sons to court you, as you and the three

vampires courted him or else..."

"He agreed?" Was all I could squeak out before my aunt hushed me.

"It was that or full on war Lilly, which would you have picked?" I

nodded accepting that the ultimatum left little to be desired.

"Someone could have warned me."

"Well I was going to but you had disappeared out of the room, and I

couldn't find you in the ball room either."

I looked around and realized I was in an office lying on a soft leather

sofa, "Where am I?"

"Damien's study, he told me to send for him when you woke, which I

did so he should be here soon."

My aunt looked at me strangely for a moment, "is there something you

need to tell me before he arrives?"

I looked at her confused, "What do you mean?"

"Well, his reaction to you fainting was pretty, obvious. He about killed

the three Lycans, thinking they had attacked you. On top of that, when I

picked you up, you are absolutely covered in the Princes smell."

Before I could say anything the door opened and the Prince strode in

looking over my entire body as if trying to find a mark. I stood up and

narrowed my eyes at him, ignoring the crowd, watching from just

outside the door.

"You..." I hissed and was promptly grabbed by the shoulders and held

immobile as I tried to kick Damien in the shin, 'You could have warned

me!!"

My aunt quickly walked to the door closing it, "Nothing to see, you

would be pissed off too if you found out..." Her voices faded as she

walked out of hearing distance.

"You are right, I should have. I didn't expect them to be here so soon."

He held onto me as I tried to aim another kick at him.

"And so when you get Desmond, I end up with some fricken Wolf, or

Lion or whatever those guys are."

Damien ground his teeth together, "I didn't have a choice."

I slumped down defeated and Damien quickly picked me up and sat me

on the couch next to him, "I know about your choice, my aunt told me.

It’s just, you may not have much of a choice, but I don't have any

choices."

I felt tears well up and fall down my cheeks, "I feel like some prized cow

being sold off to the highest bidder."

Damien didn't say anything, and instead let me cover my face and weep

for a few minutes before the door burst open. I automatically jumped

up with a cry and grabbed at my dagger, assuming the Lycans had come

for me. I held the knife up only to see Desmond glaring daggers at me.

I moaned and slumped back down next to Damien and played with the

tip of the dagger as he grabbed her and pulled her to just outside the

door. I didn't hear much of the conversation beyond Desmond whining

about needing a dance partner and how I would be fine with my aunt,

but Damien said something to her and eventually she left.

I was starting to entertain some pretty morbid thoughts about the

dagger when Damien grabbed it silently from me. I looked up at him

startled and he touched my chin, "I didn't like the look you were giving

it."

I moaned and slumped back, "It’s an option." not really meaning the

words as they came out, I was being sullen, and I figured I had every

right to be, damned undead!!

"No its not." Damien's voice was cold and I ignored it, covering my eyes

with my hands.

He sat back down beside me and grabbed my hands holding them in

his, "I sorry this has happened."

I nodded, "I know, its my uncles fault, not yours."

He nodded, "I will introduce you to the three of them, and I won’t leave

your side while you speak with them. It will be good for you to get to

know them."

I swallowed a lump in my throat, Damien was trying to get me to like

one of the suitors so that he could marry Desmond without guilt. I

nodded and stood up, taking a deep breath, and putting the dagger

away. I took another sip of water then straightened my shoulders,

"Alright, introduce away."

We walked into the ball room, arm in arm and he led me directly to the

three Lycans. They bowed and apologized for frightening me and

eventually introduced themselves, as Lucas, the tall one with the sandy

blonde hair and full beard, he was the Lycan leaders second son. The

third son was William, he was quieter and darker than his brothers, but

smiled and bowed low to me saying very little and not lingering over

me at all. The last one was Gabriel, the youngest, he was about my age

but stood a good foot taller than me. He bent down, and smiled at me,

kissing my hand, his green eyes sparkling with amusement. His fingers

were long and slender, making me think of an artist’s hands rather than

a warrior princes hands. I smiled back at him and the other two

groaned and traded coins with each other.

I looked back to Damien but his eyes were the color of steel as he

stared at the three, and kept his hand on the small of my back and I got

a sense of possessiveness as well as protectiveness from the gesture. I

turned and thanked him for helping me and nodded to a fuming

Desmond, he looked at her then back at me, his face flashing with

conflict before nodded to me and dropping his hand.

"If you need anything..." He let the sentence hang and I thanked him.

I turned back to the suitors and suddenly felt very overwhelmed by

how they towered over me. They all three smiled and offered to take

me to the balcony for fresh air. I thanked them and followed Lukas,

William and Gabriel flanking me on either side. I turned my head

looking at them confused and Gabriel shrugged, "it's a pack thing, its

not threatening."

'Um, Okay." It was weird, but probably harmless. At least that's what I

told myself.

We all stepped out onto the balcony and I took a deep breath, feeling

the cool breeze cut through me but enjoying the fresh air anyway.

"It’s pretty strange."

I looked at William curiously, "What is?"

"Well, your uncle made it sound like you being born a human was more

of an embarrassment than anything else. But as soon as we arrived the

whole place has been scrambling to make sure your safe. I don't think

anyone even thought about the other three betrothed." Lukas nodded

agreeing with his brother.

"We came here thinking you would be brow beaten at the least, maybe

we could be your dashing saving heroes. Instead we get rumors about

you being the precious blue diamond princess."

I moaned and rolled my eyes, "My aunts to blame for that one. She

plays up how unique I am, and if there's anything a vampire loves, it’s

to possess something unique."

All three brothers nodded, "Yeah, we were pretty surprised actually to

hear about you. It isn't every generation one of you is born, but to have

two of you born in the same generation, is pretty special."

Gabriel sat on the edge of the balcony and nodded, "Yeah, not only is

the great Prince born a vampire, something that hasn't happened in

what did the old coot say, a century?"

The two brothers nodded, "But then a human is born from two

vampires and that hasn't happened in about a millennium. For

creatures that prize rare things, the Prince really doesn't seem to

appreciate you."

They all agreed and I narrowed my eyes at them, "So you are here to

charm me into marrying one of you?"

They nodded grinning, "Great, and what if I don't want any of you?"

Luke rubbed his beard for a moment, "Well in a month if we haven't

made any progress with you, one, two or three of our other brothers

will show up and have a go at it."

"How many of you are there?"

"Not counting my older brother who is on his honeymoon right now,

there are eleven of us, seven of us brothers, we have four sisters too."

My jaw dropped, "Are you serious?"

They nodded and I leaned back against the balcony, "Wow, that's a lot

of kids."

They laughed and Luke put his hand on William’s shoulder, "William

here isn't interested in getting married, so no offense to you, but in a

month he will be leaving. I was going to leave to, but..."

His eyes roamed my body for a moment and he smiled wider, "I've had

a change of heart."

I looked at Gabriel who's squatting beside me on the balcony ledge,

"And Gabriel?"

Gabriel hopped down and held his hand out, "Gabriel wants to dance."

I smile and hesitantly put my hand in his and shyly let him guide me

back into the ball room. Damien and Desmond were already there

dancing, and I looked at Gabriel who squeezed my hand gently, "Don't

worry Princess I don't bite."

I chuckle and let him pull me close and begin to move to the music. I

was surprised at how well he knew how to dance and by the end of it,

the combination of dancing and Gabriel's constant snide remarks about

the different vampires had me smiling and laughing with him. He spun

me into another dance and continued to talk about himself and his

seven brothers and four sisters.

I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise and looked behind me to see

steel gray eyes staring at me. I smiled at him and nodded before he

turned away. Gabriel didn't miss the interaction and snorted, "His loss,

he must be absolutely crazy to be dancing with that bleached out stick

figure over you."

I pushed Gabriel away a little as he leaned in too close and smiled, "I've

been raised vampire my whole life, Desmond is stunning by vampire

standards."

He snorted and rolled his eyes, "Yeah, whatever, I got the better end of

the deal anyway."

I blushed and suddenly a cold hand was on my shoulder, "May I cut in?"

Gabriel frowned but nodded, turning on his heel and stalking back to

his brothers on the balcony. I turned and looked into steel grey eyes

and smiled, "Hi."

He spun me and then pressed me against him in a slow waltz, "You

seemed to be enjoying yourself."

I looked up at Damien and nodded, "They look worse than they are."

"I don't like how that pup was looking at you." I sighed and put my hand

on his chest and pulled back to look at him.

We stopped moving as we stared at each other, "I'm just trying to make

the best of the situation I'm in Damien."

He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them again his

eyes had returned to their grey, "I know, just remember that you are

supposed to be courting me, along with them courting you."

I smiled up at Damien, "As if I could forget."

He's eyes flashed silver before he dropped my arms and stepped back. I

looked after him, watching him grab Yuki's hand and move with her

onto the dance floor. A very large hand dropped onto my shoulder and

I looked up to see Luke staring darkly at Damien.

"Wanna dance?"

I laughed and nodded, "Sure."