Queen Charolette

20 questions

*Warning mature content*

Charolette had finished packing her travel bag and had made the way back to Reid. She was getting antsy. She knew marking him would make her inner demon crazy for his touch. She went straight to his room and knocked.

“Come in, my love.”

She felt her fangs drop at the sound of his voice. Char walked in and tossed her bag on the side chair. She leaned on the door to close it and locked it. Reid popped his head out from the on suite bathroom.

“Miss me?” He smiled.

Char walked to the edge of his bed and sat waiting for him to finish. He closed a bag and placed it on a chair. She watched as her top less beloved walked to the closet. As he reached for a shirt his muscles flexed and she inhaled deeply.

“You are making it very difficult for me to get ready.”

Char’s eyes glowed with a purple hue. “We have time, my king.”

Reid’s eyes darted to Char’s lips that now had a trickle of blood pooling. Her fangs were out and had slightly cut her lip while she was toying with her bottom lip. He looked into her eyes and tilted his head at the shade. Noting the hue for future reference, Reid decided to tackle the task at hand. He flashed in front of her and had her pinned to the bed.

“How are you feeling, my love? Any cravings?”

Her breath was ragged as she whispered. “I crave you.”

Clothes began flying around the room. Once naked Reid leaned back and began to admire what was his. He leaned down and sucked her mark spot. This elicited an exotic moan. He traced his fingers down her side to her inner folds. He teased her as he traced the outer ring near her bud. She was mewing softly to him. Char captured his mouth in hers in a needing passion.

“Are you sure you are okay with me going unmated to two kisses of vampires?”

He paused and made eye contact. “Now I’m not. Are you implying I should mark you?”

Char looked up and took a deep breath. She wouldn’t see Joan in a week. Could pretend that she met Reid while on the trip. If she did it now then she wouldn’t risk the concentration she’d have to have this week. Reid’s fangs were suddenly down and she was aware it would be hard to pull him back from the thought. She positioned herself under him. Reid put a hand to the side of her face. She turned to the side and exposed her neck.

“Take me…I’m yours.”

He snarled and pushed into her. He kept his hand on her bud and moved it back and forth as he used other hand to hold him up. He pushed in and out of her. Char was coming undone. Her breathing was labored and her eyes were looking up. He was moaning and then pulled her close. As he continued his steady movement he took her breast in one hand and the other he had his mouth nibbling at. He expressed the same care on both sides and then sped up pace. Thrusting in and out as he located her mating spot. Her eyes had once more had a purple glow to them.

“Are you ready my beloved?” His husky voice felt like a caress.

She moaned, “my love take me.”

He dug his fangs into her mark as she out of instinct did the same. He felt a shock wave come over his whole body as he experienced the best s*x he ever had. Reid looked back into Char’s eyes and they were back to their normal red tint.

“Well that was…”

Laughter rumbled through Reid’s chest. “Yes. I agree, my Queen.”

They laid together still wrapped in each other’s arms until a knock sounded at the door. Reid rolled over and looked at the time. He sighed as he stood and pulled on his shorts.

“Lord Uriel?”

He barges past him, “don’t Lord Uriel me.”

Reid blocks his path with a growl. “No further.”

“Well then you need to take Queen Charolette and get ready. You are supposed to be leaving. I knew we should of pushed you two together sooner.”

“We will talk about that statement later, but if you would leave my naked beloved and me we will meet you downstairs.”

“Ten minutes or I’ll come back.”

Reid nodded. He went to Char, “you need to wake up my love.” He was on his knees on the side of the bed. “Come on Charolette. We need to go.”

She tossed the covers off and walked completely naked to the bathroom. Char grabbed her clothes on the way. Reid just stared after her with lust. As he went to the bathroom door, he groaned and grabbed a pair of khaki shorts and a blue button up. He was placing his slip on hey dudes when Charolette walked out in a summer dress and gladiator sandals.

“How can one person be so tempting?”

Char giggled and grabbed her bag, “I could say the same thing.”

They walked to the front of the building and noticed Lord Uriel overlooking the vehicle for their trip. He had insured Charolette that he would check on her family. They climbed into the suv and headed toward their first destination.

“Favorite color?”

Reid smiled, “purple.”

“Hmm, okay mine is orange.”

Reid tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, “when we’re you turned?”

Charolette scrunched her face. “About 560 years ago. So 1461, beginning of the year after I lost...well that is a story for another time. I was a Queen.”

“Hmmm, so we became vampires around the same time. I became one in 1460 at the end of the year.”

“What age were you?”

Reid smirked, “twenty four.”

Charolette looked back to see he was telling the truth. “I’m older than you? I’m twenty five.”

“Well but I was changed earlier, so technically I’m the same age as you?”

Charolette nodded. “Why were you turned?”

Reid paused he looked deep in thought. “I was about to die. I had fallen in love with a Noble and I was sentenced to death. Lord Uriel found me beaten and bruised. He gave me the choice. I had seen him many times before that. Never knew what he was.”

“What’s your real first name?”

Reid chuckled, “you’re messing up the game.”

“What is your name?” Reid looked forward with a guilty frown. “Darian?” It was Charolette that whispered it.