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performer’s
quarters, Lucius looked at me curiously.
Of course, entertaining Vampire patrons in our private
quarters was strictly prohibited, but little did I care in that moment. I
wanted him in my bed, so that each time I lay in it thereafter the
memory of him would be there to embrace me; each time I laid my head upon the
pillow, his scent would be there lingering. Yes, I would experience him in the
sanctity of my own space.
After what seemed like forever, we arrived at my bedchamber.
My nerves coming to a head, I opened the door. I could scarcely wait to be
alone with him again.
Again, he looked upon me quizzically. “This is my
bedchamber,” I illuminated.
Lucius elevated his brow. “Do you make a habit of bringing all the Vampires back to your chamber, Mademoiselle?”
“Of course not, Monsieur!” I snickered. “Only the ones who
bequeath me with pretty things!” I winked at him in jest.
Ripe with anticipation of him savouring me in this exquisite
garment he had chosen just for me, I stepped into my room, my mind imagining
him peeling it off of me slowly.
Right behind me, Lucius wrapped his arms about my waist, his
hands wandering slowly over the fabric of the corset. Whispering into my ear the
first words he had actually spoken to me all night, he said, “You never fail to
amaze me, Gretchen. You look far more luscious in this than I could have even
imagined.” His lips nibbled lightly at my ear, working their way down my
neck. Instantly my mind went to the last time when he had drank from me, what
it had done to me…
I shivered, and again, it was not due to the coolness
of his lips.
I felt him smile against my neck. Revolving me to face him,
Lucius pulled me back to him, and gazed deep into my eyes— making me
lightheaded— as his lips found mine, claiming me for the long awaited first
time.
I thought I had surely died and gone to heaven!
Lucius kissed me deeply, passionately, possessively as his tongue
explored every bit of my mouth. I was so dizzy, I thought my legs would
crumple beneath me at any moment. As though he had read my mind— again—
without disconnecting from our embrace, Lucius suddenly swept me up into his
arms. Unhurriedly, he carried me, kissing me all the while, eventually laying
me down gently upon my bed.
Maintaining his standing there, he stared down at me,
admiring me.
“You are such a beautiful woman, Gretchen,” he said finally,
sitting on the settee beside me. Not knowing quite what to say, I smiled
demurely, which was far from my usual style.
Then realising I had yet to thank him for his gift, I said,
“Lucius, thank you so much for this lovely corset. It was completely
unexpected and most generous of you. I love it!”
One side of his mouth pulled up into a smile. “You are
welcome. I see I made an excellent choice.” Lucius began leisurely running
his hand down along my side. “However, I must admit, though my intention was
to present you with something, it was not entirely a selfless act. I
saw it and just knew I would derive great pleasure in viewing you in it.”
At hearing his words a mischievous smile played upon my
lips. “Well then, tell me, does seeing me in it pleasure you?” I asked
provocatively.
From the smile which developed on his lips, it was clear he
did not miss my innuendo.
“I believe the best answer to that would be for me to show
you.”
Another shiver travelled through me at the suggestion of his
appealing promise.
“By all means, Monsieur La Croix…” I encouraged silkily.
“I have one request,” Lucius declared, his look turning
stern. My facial expression told him to continue. “You must not question
anything I do to you.”
Never having been one to favour feeling vulnerable, I
hesitated a moment.
“If you cannot agree, we cannot play…” he warned.
I knew full well that I was not about to rescind anything he offered me, and for some reason still
quarters, Lucius looked at me curiously.
Of course, entertaining Vampire patrons in our private
quarters was strictly prohibited, but little did I care in that moment. I
wanted him in my bed, so that each time I lay in it thereafter the
memory of him would be there to embrace me; each time I laid my head upon the
pillow, his scent would be there lingering. Yes, I would experience him in the
sanctity of my own space.
After what seemed like forever, we arrived at my bedchamber.
My nerves coming to a head, I opened the door. I could scarcely wait to be
alone with him again.
Again, he looked upon me quizzically. “This is my
bedchamber,” I illuminated.
Lucius elevated his brow. “Do you make a habit of bringing all the Vampires back to your chamber, Mademoiselle?”
“Of course not, Monsieur!” I snickered. “Only the ones who
bequeath me with pretty things!” I winked at him in jest.
Ripe with anticipation of him savouring me in this exquisite
garment he had chosen just for me, I stepped into my room, my mind imagining
him peeling it off of me slowly.
Right behind me, Lucius wrapped his arms about my waist, his
hands wandering slowly over the fabric of the corset. Whispering into my ear the
first words he had actually spoken to me all night, he said, “You never fail to
amaze me, Gretchen. You look far more luscious in this than I could have even
imagined.” His lips nibbled lightly at my ear, working their way down my
neck. Instantly my mind went to the last time when he had drank from me, what
it had done to me…
I shivered, and again, it was not due to the coolness
of his lips.
I felt him smile against my neck. Revolving me to face him,
Lucius pulled me back to him, and gazed deep into my eyes— making me
lightheaded— as his lips found mine, claiming me for the long awaited first
time.
I thought I had surely died and gone to heaven!
Lucius kissed me deeply, passionately, possessively as his tongue
explored every bit of my mouth. I was so dizzy, I thought my legs would
crumple beneath me at any moment. As though he had read my mind— again—
without disconnecting from our embrace, Lucius suddenly swept me up into his
arms. Unhurriedly, he carried me, kissing me all the while, eventually laying
me down gently upon my bed.
Maintaining his standing there, he stared down at me,
admiring me.
“You are such a beautiful woman, Gretchen,” he said finally,
sitting on the settee beside me. Not knowing quite what to say, I smiled
demurely, which was far from my usual style.
Then realising I had yet to thank him for his gift, I said,
“Lucius, thank you so much for this lovely corset. It was completely
unexpected and most generous of you. I love it!”
One side of his mouth pulled up into a smile. “You are
welcome. I see I made an excellent choice.” Lucius began leisurely running
his hand down along my side. “However, I must admit, though my intention was
to present you with something, it was not entirely a selfless act. I
saw it and just knew I would derive great pleasure in viewing you in it.”
At hearing his words a mischievous smile played upon my
lips. “Well then, tell me, does seeing me in it pleasure you?” I asked
provocatively.
From the smile which developed on his lips, it was clear he
did not miss my innuendo.
“I believe the best answer to that would be for me to show
you.”
Another shiver travelled through me at the suggestion of his
appealing promise.
“By all means, Monsieur La Croix…” I encouraged silkily.
“I have one request,” Lucius declared, his look turning
stern. My facial expression told him to continue. “You must not question
anything I do to you.”
Never having been one to favour feeling vulnerable, I
hesitated a moment.
“If you cannot agree, we cannot play…” he warned.
I knew full well that I was not about to rescind anything he offered me, and for some reason still
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