Indebted to the Vampires

Wynn

A smirk on my lips, my eyes followed the sexy little maid as she practically ran out of my bedroom. Okay, so I might have cheated a bit but I barely even had to push my power into her and she almost fell apart on at the seams. I could only imagine how she’d react if I really gave it my all.

Chuckling to myself, I moved around my room looking for anything she might have found. I didn’t make a habit of keeping my secrets in my bedroom. Not that I particularly had any outside of my powers and being a vampire. After several hundred years, one stopped being attached to materialistic things.

I opened my closet and took a deep breath. Piper was in here as well, her scent - a sweet mixture of lilacs and honey - covered the clothing inside. One item in particularly had her scent all over it.

Frowning, I pulled out the shirt I’d kept all these years. When our sire found me, I’d been a playboy in Vienna. Spending my father’s money and hiding beneath women’s skirts. It didn’t matter to me if they were attached or otherwise. I wanted nothing more than to get drunk and get my cock wet. Unfortunately, my father had other plans for me.

He’d wanted me to grow up and take over the family business. However, I’d never been one for politics. Or being serious for that matter. All that ass kissing and playing by the rules were never my style. Which was why I didn’t care that I’d already cheated Antoine’s ban on using my powers.

Besides, who was she going to tell? For all Piper knew, she was just extremely attracted to me. I bet if I chased after her, I’d find her hiding away somewhere with her fingers down her panties. The thought of it made me hard.

Jesus fuck.

The way her full luscious lips had parted as my powers raced over her, I’d almost said fuck it and thrown her own my bed and showed her how exactly we appreciated her hard work. She was so responsive. So innocent. The little human maid might have been with men before but not the way I wanted her. No, if I had the chance, I’d show her the finer points of pleasure. How sometimes being teased just to the edge was just as good as the real thing.

I groaned and adjusted myself in my pants, my hard on getting worse.

Moving away from the closet, I followed the trail of her scent to the emasculate bathroom. She really was a great maid. I’d give her that. Even if I’d rather she her on her knees before me than cleaning a toilet.

From the bathroom, I walked over to my bed. What she had thought she’d find underneath it was beyond me. Who kept things under there? It would be the first place anyone would look. All of my private things were locked away in a safety deposit box or were down in the basement by my day time resting place. Some place I should be right now with the rest of my brothers, but I couldn’t stop hearing her moving around up here. I had to see what Piper was up to.

Stopping by my bed, I frowned. My eyes narrowed on the covers which looked undisturbed, but my nose said otherwise. Placing a knee up on the bed, I climbed onto it. My nostrils flared as I picked up her heady scent. She’d laid on my bed. More than that, she’d practically rubbed herself all over it like some kind of cat in heat. Laying down in the spot she had laid on, I trailed a hand over my stomach.

Just the thought of the blonde maid on my bed made me want to rush out of the room and bring her back. It was quite obvious that even without my powers, she wanted me and who was I to tell a beautiful woman no? I’d never done it before, why start now?

Because Antoine would punish you.

Oh, but it would be worth it.

The last time I remembered having a woman this intriguing near me was right before my sire found me. I’d been with the Count of Mansfeld’s wife. I let out a laugh. That day had been more entertaining than any of my days in my undead life. The countess and I had been mid-coitus when her husband showed up. I’d climbed out of the bedroom window in the middle of the day and had to out run a pack of dogs the count had sic’d on me.

What a night. There hadn’t been a woman that much of a challenge since then. They all fell head over heels in love with me the moment they met me. The few times they hadn’t, all I needed to do was push a bit of my power into them and they were putty in my hands.

Piper wanted me though. I could tell. However, she hadn’t tried to climb into bed with me or even kiss me. Perhaps, she had more self-restraint than the others?

Pfft. I shook my head and sat up. She’d fall just like everyone else. No one was that interesting anymore.

Walking across the room, I headed for the door. I’d been up far too long as it was, the daytime wasn’t a pleasant time for those of my kind. It wasn’t that we couldn’t be awake, but we were nocturnal creatures. Everything in our bodies screamed at us to hide and sleep in the dark. The sun was the enemy. The cruelest and least merciful of any enemy we’d ever had.

Even the vampire hunters could be persuaded to leave us be after a bit, but the sun would never hear our words. Or if it did, how could one stop being what it was for the sake of others?

Philosophical thought for another day.

Passing by the bucket Piper had left, I almost grabbed it. Then with a sly grin sat it back down. Let her gather the courage to come back to my room. If I was lucky, I’d be there to catch her again. This time though, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to play by the rules.