My Vampire Queen

I woke up with Nathan waking me up, rubbing my back and rubbing his body against mine, it lead to other things once I actually woke up. After Bjorn taught me how to absorb all the dried blood, allowing me to store it like I would the other blood or use the power to style my hair and clean off my body, like a quick shower. I took that option. Nathan picked out an outfit for me, a cute set of thin satin panties and a bra in white. The top is a beige color knit cropped top with puffy sleeves and a ruffle on the bottom, it’s sheer with the number of holes allowing everyone to see the white bra, somehow it didn’t look bad, the knit distorted the bra, and my skin. You wouldn’t be able to really tell unless you were staring straight at my boobs. My bottoms are a high wasted denim skirt, and because it was supposed to be warm today he grabbed a pair of wedges.

I normally wouldn’t even consider wearing something like this before, but just in a day or two, with four men around me. I felt good about myself, sure there was still hesitancy but not as much as normal. Plus I could always hide behind one of the guys if I was too uncomfortable.

Tabitha had texted me some time I was getting ready for the morning, telling me she was going to spend the day working and preparing a list of houses. She would be around tomorrow morning, and to have fun shopping. So we all got ready and headed out to breakfast. Just me and the new three, Caine had decided to ride on my arm. He made me promise to get a bunch of fast food breakfast or dinner breakfast at some point. We ate breakfast at some fancier place where they served mimosas, and because I wasn’t driving and the other option was sparkling water, I choose the alcoholic orange juice.

The food was good, something I wouldn’t get every day, but good. We decided on walking around a few blocks near the restaurant and where the cars were parked. Yes, we brought two cars, one for Nathan, Bjorn, and me, and the other for Vinny to drive all the stuff we bought back to the house. Nathan insisted on it. I think he and Tabitha had talked at some point.

When we passed by a nice-looking salon, Nathan halted us by grabbing my forearm then turned me to the shop and hustled me inside as Bjorn and Vinny followed. There was a little haggling for a quick manicure with the promise of a good tip, and I was led to a seat. I argued with Nathan a little, I didn’t expect someone to drop a client or try to hurry me into a spot. But I couldn’t argue with the fact a sizable tip would help the woman, and I would only take an hour of her time.

So an hour later with white nails with some shiny jewels glued to them, we head back out. Nathan in front of us heading the charge, Vinny trailing beside and sometimes behind, and Bjorn pressed to my side, with me gripping his arm. By the time Nathan had led us to the tall ass mall it was opening, my mom called it the 900 the one place we never bothered to go because it was way too fucking expensive. Now I was walking into the mall with three men surrounding me, Nathan armed with my credit card that seemingly had no limit. It made me think about my family, how most of them were struggling or just making it by. Right now I was shopping with no limits while some family members I cared about weren’t able to get things they want or even don’t know for sure if they will be able to get a healthy meal for dinner.

That was something I would have to talk to Tabitha about tomorrow morning.

“Let’s start here,” Nathan said excitedly walking into Bloomingdale’s. The first section is shoes, right in front of the entrance and I let out a groan because I know none of the guys are going to say no or to slow down on trying things on. Everything from Adidas to Jimmy Choo, and a shit load of designers I’ve never heard of, but loved the look of. Some not so much, at least there were some I could skip over.

With wide eyes I look around at everything, a man comes up to us introducing himself. In minutes he’s gone with a list of shoes to go get my size in, at least that was the first batch of shoes. Nathan grabs my hand and leads me to the purse section nearby. Purses aren’t really my thing, and considering I have multiple Blood to hold my things I don’t consider many of them, I only pick out a few small cute cross-body bags and if I needed to hold something like my phone I could, I also maybe grabbed a few backpacks that I liked.

One of my favorites is from Zadig & Voltaire a designer or designers I had never heard of, but all their bags seem to be more grungy rock and roll style. This one though matched my outfit, a peach pink with gold hardware with some studs and the cross-body strap is a gold chain. Nathan walks up to me where I was looking at myself in the large mirror with the purse. “Wanna make a Tik Tok?”

I choked on my surprised laugh. “You want to make a Tik Tok?”

He gives me a large smile. “I had your phone last night, I spent three hours on there. We should make Tik Tok’s for fun.”

I shake my head at him and give the same laugh as he walks behind me and puts his chin on my head, making a pouty face in the mirror. “I think we could get a lot of followers, a beautiful sexy woman with her hot boyfriends.”

“It would probably get a lot of attention.” I agreed. I could see this going badly, a ultra-Christian person or conservative person would find our Tik Tok’s where we imply I’m with all of the guys and it would blow up. It would just need that little spark and people would go crazy over such an odd lifestyle. But then, there would be support, this could be a way to come out without actually coming out. I give him a small nod and his face lights up. “Well do it, but what are we going to do?”

“Oh don’t worry my Queen I have plenty of ideas.” I wasn’t sure if I liked that idea or not, but I would give him a chance. “Well start with bags, then shoes.”

It honestly doesn’t take long, I pick out a bag I plan on buying, we pose in front of the mirror and he has me move a little to show off the bag. But he’s in every one of them, like my eye candy in the background in his dress pants, tan button-down shirt, and long hair hanging down. The small clips are between five and eight seconds, Nathan gave the phone to Vinny to edit the videos while Nathan tried to help him.

According to Vinny Nathan was technology challenged but had a good eye for what people would like. Vinny on the other hand had kept up with the times, he’s very well-versed in tech and picks up on tech stuff quickly.

The shoes were a different story, Vinny helped film me trying them on, a short walk in them, up close and far away. It made trying them on twice as long, but it was something that made Nathan happy and the other two hadn’t said anything about being against it. So I let them do what they want. After the twelfth pair of shoes the worker with us was getting weary, I could tell he was contemplating if I was actually going to buy anything. Even though I had put them into a to-buy pile if they fit.

I don’t know what it was, but Bjorn was staring at me. I looked at the worker helping us and frowned at his arms crossing and just his posture. Bjorn put a hand on my thigh, he was sitting next to me helping me with holding shoe boxes while I tried them on. He looked at the man. “Pack up what she has picked out so far, we are going to lunch and I expect someone else here to help us when we get back.”

Nathan gave a questioning look, but didn’t speak on it, the man sputtered for a moment. “You want us to just hold everything?”

“Is this a Target?” Nathan questioned, I’m not sure if they saw exactly what I did, I think they got the idea though. The worker’s mouth popped open in shock. “If the lady is going to spend tens of thousands of dollars, possibly more, we do expect you to hold her items for when we get back. If we want someone else to help us, that’s something else we will get.”

Well damn. Nathan had a bossy side to him, and I liked it.

“Before we leave,” I tell his flustered face, I pick out the simple plain black pumps with a tall heel from a designer I didn’t know. “I saw that there were multiple color choices for these, white, nude, red, even a few jewel-covered ones, I want a pair of each.”

I don’t think his jaw could drop more, sure I had picked out like 8 different pairs, but these plain black ones were like $600. He just stares at me as I hand him the box and put on my own shoes. “You want every color in this style?”

“Yes,” I said shortly taking the hand Bjorn offers to help me stand. “If you have it in my size in that style I want it. Even the other black ones that are a different material.”

Bjorn tucks my hand in his arm and steps us past the man as he says. “That at least is a good start.”

Bjorn escorts me out with the other two following behind, they move me towards the food hall of the mall, and Bjorn half leans over to ask. “What happened there?”

I grip his arm to me tighter, I was starting to feel like I didn’t belong here, buying things that cost so much. “I could see him start to doubt stuff, probably if we were going to buy things.”

“My Queen, you don’t need to worry about what people think,” Bjorn said to me.

I have to shake my head at him. “I grew up being self-conscious it’s not something I can get over in a few days.”

“She’s right,” Vinny said walking past us to a table where he pulls out a chair for me. I sit and he pushes in the chair. “I will find out the food options.”

Vinny takes off, Nathan sits next to me and Bjorn on the other side of me, I dig my phone out of my pocket. Nathan scooted closer to me as Bjorn leans back into his chair, he was also close just inches away but not as close as Nathan who decided to plaster himself to my side as much as he can in these chairs with arms. I open my phone and ignore the text messages for the most part, there was a lot less but still some I would need to answer sooner or later.

I sigh copying Bjorn and sitting back in the soft chair. “There is a lot we are going to have to talk about,” I tell them, Nathan is listening intently while Bjorn’s eyes keep darting around. I know he’s listening because he gives me his hand and I take it in both of mine. “Not just about my life, we can do that later and I’d like to know about your guys more too.” Enthusiastic nod from my left, I try to keep my voice low under all the buzzing of the food hall. “But there are things I was told when I found out what I was, I died and meet my real mother and my Goddess.”

Vinny comes back with a paper menu he had found somewhere, it had a list of each restaurant and the small list of food they served. Bjorn was watching him but I could see his eyes moving to something else, when I turn my head Nathan grabs my chin and pulls my face towards his, and gives me a soft kiss. “What did your Goddess say?”

“She warned me of other Queens, that they would fear me because of my parents.” I think we all knew which parent would cause more fear. “But that I would have Queens who would want to be protected, under my name. Then the fact that humans were getting close to finding out about us, that I should be prepared.”

I think that got all of their attention fully. All three men were now staring at me, Nathan’s mouth moved open and nothing came out. I ran my hand through my hair before glancing down at the menu in front of me. I don’t see it, because my mind try’s to run away. I had to tell them though, about our future. “I’m sure some Queens have agreements with governments, to keep us a secret in favor of them getting something. But all it takes is one forensic person to find DNA that’s not quite right or a random person to find old photos and see a Queen that happens to be that person walking around or hell just an ex-employ to spill all the secrets. It just needs one or two people to set it off, then it hits the internet and more people start believing and it gets out of control.”