The Vampire Ambassador

Maya and I talked for what seemed like forever. She showed me her wedding board, the colors she was thinking for the theme, and where she would like to have it.

"Oh gosh," I mumbled, looking at the clock, "I have to go get ready for dinner. Erik said he wanted to take me out."

"Go!" she exclaimed, picking up our empty wine bottle and glasses, "Don't make that man wait!"

"I did enough of that already," I chuckled, giving her a hug, "We will work on this wedding stuff tomorrow, okay?"

"Perfect!" she replied, "Have fun tonight!"

I ran back to the room and attempted to pick out a dress that would go with the earrings Erik had gotten me. He said that the dress code was formal, so I decided to wear a maroon floor-length dress that was halter style. It was made of that fabric that is almost silk, but not quite. I pulled my hair up in a messy, curly up-do and put the earrings in. I matched with the necklace he had gotten me for my first gift before I slipped on some small silver heels.

I glanced up at the clock to see I had five minutes to spare, so I slowly made my way down to the front doors. Once outside, the black SUV was waiting on me with our usual driver.

“His majesty is running a bit late,” he said, “He will join us at the restaurant.”

“Sounds good,” I chirped, getting in the back seat, “Thank you.”

We drove into the city and pulled up to the restaurant where Erik and I had attempted dinner when Malachi kidnapped me. There were no cars anywhere, so my first instinct was to be on high alert.

The driver parked in from and opened my door. I walked in to find an empty waiting area and the hostess waiting eagerly on me.

“Right this way, your Majesty,” she said, showing me to the dining area. We rounded the corner and I nearly stopped from the shock I was feeling.

Erik had rented the whole place out, apparently. He was sitting by himself at a table in the middle, wearing a black suit with a red tie. He was standing up and watching me with that smile of his that I could never get enough of.

“What is all this?” I chuckled, giving him a kiss on the cheek before he pulled out the chair for me.

“Our last dinner didn’t go so well,” he answered, sitting next to me and holding my hand on the table, “So I wanted to make sure this one was special.”

“You’re amazing,” I whispered, giving his hand a slight squeeze.

He brought the back of my hand to his lips and planted a kiss on it. “Anything for you, Mel.”

“Would your Majesties care for a beverage to start?” The waiter asked as he came up to our table.

“Let’s do a bottle of your house Pinot,” Erik said.

“Absolutely,” the waiter replied as he turned on his heel and headed toward the bar.

"So," Erik said, "How did you take the news Maya had to share?"

"I'm so happy for her," I answered, smiling, "And she asked me to be her maid of honor."

"That's incredible," he replied, "I'm glad you two are friends. She really needed it."

"She told me about how she ended up at your place," I said, looking down, "I hate she went through that."

"So do I," he agreed, "That poor excuse for a man will rot in prison. I have made sure of it."

"Here you are," the waiter said, setting down our glasses and filling them with wine. I took a sip and felt the heat slither down my throat, almost moaning with the warmth.

"Sounds like you like that," Erik chuckled, taking a sip himself. I blushed and nodded.

"What would you two like to have as an appetizer?" the waiter asked. I glanced over the menu and decided on some calamari, while Erik settled for some type of dip and bread.

After we finished our appetizers, I finished my second glass of wine. I could feel my cheeks starting to get flushed and I was surprised I could already feel the alcohol.

Damn, this is stout.

Erik almost choked as he took a drink and began to laugh. I rolled my eyes with a smile and set the glass down.

"I'm sorry," he said, still laughing, "I didn't mean to pry."

"Yeah, yeah," I said, "Keep probing my thoughts. I'll surprise you one day."

"Oh," he said as he leaned back in his chair, one leg crossed to where his ankle was on his knee, "I don't doubt that one bit, my love."

He had one hand on the left armrest of the chair, and the other slightly touching his chin. His eyes bore into mine and I watched as they began to glow amber.

Fuck he's hot.

I took another drink of wine and saw the corners of his lips turn up as he read my thoughts. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as the small piece of fabric between my legs starting to get wet.

I looked at him from under my eyelashes and took my right foot to touch his inner calf, slowly raising it up to his inner thigh. I watched as he licked his lips and looked down at my foot, then back into my eyes.

You had better be careful, my love. We are in public.

I giggled quietly as a thought came to my mind, which wasn't one I would normally think without the alcohol involved.

And that is going to stop me how?

I could see the wheels turning in his head as the waiter brought our meal out to us. As quickly as our session turned steamy I put my leg back in it's normal spot and began to slowly eat.

I kept my gaze down on my plate as I ate. I could feel Erik staring at me hard, trying to get into my thoughts.

This is the most delicious meal, thank you for this.

I could feel him growing slightly frustrated as I changed the subject. A smile broke across my lips as I felt my plan working.

You're welcome, love. It is very tasty.

The waiter came back by and poured each of us another glass. I dabbed the corners of my lips and placed my napkin in my plate before he took it away. I made sure to lick my lips after he walked away and looked Erik dead in the eyes. I took a long drink of wine and could practically feel his sexual tension building in the room.

"Everything okay?" I asked, changing my face to a look of concern.

His lips turned up in the right corner, a halfway seductive smile. “Everything is perfect, Mel.”

“Good,” I replied, “How about dessert?”

“That chocolate lava cake looked delicious,” he answered, placing his silverware down. I leaned over the table just enough to rest my breasts against the edge, giving him a small peek.

“I’m not sure,” I said, putting my finger on my chin, “I think I would prefer something to-go. And more…vanilla.”

His eyes widened and his smile crept farther across his face. “We could always stop and get some ice cream.”

“That sounds perfect,” I replied huskily before I pulled back and straightened my top, “I’m going to run to the ladies’ room before we leave.”

“Alright,” he said matter-of-factly. I smiled and slowly stood up, walking toward the back bathroom with more hip movement than normal.

I went into the bathroom and left the door unlocked, hoping he would catch the idea I was throwing at him. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed my eyes were lit up bright blue and that prickly feeling was beginning to spread over my skin.

The counter had 3 sinks with plenty of room between each one so I sat between two of them and raised my dress up to my thighs, exposing what little bit of underwear I was wearing. I could already feel the pressure building between my legs as the thought of Erik coming in here and fucking me senseless rammed it’s way into my head.

Just about the time I was beginning to think he didn’t catch on, the door slowly creaked open and I watched as Erik sauntered in. He closed and locked the door behind him before turning around with the sexiest look on his face.

Panties instantly soaked.

“Looks like you need some help in here,” he whispered, walking up to me and placing each hand on either side of me on the counter.

“I think I do,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He slowly bent down and pressed his lips against mine and an electric shock went from our lips to my sensitive spot.

I moaned against his mouth as his tongue found it’s way in and circled my own. I clenched my legs tighter around him as my arousal lit on fire.

“Tell me what you want,” he growled as his lips found their way down my neck to the spot where he bit me before.

“I want you,” I whispered, wrapping my fingers in his hair and pulling him tighter against me. He let his fangs nip that spot on my neck and I almost came right then and there before he pulled away.

“How do you want me?” He asked, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants and underwear to reveal himself completely ready.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said as I ripped my underwear off and hoisted my heels up onto the counter, revealing myself as I felt the slipperiness on the marble.

“I would love nothing more than to fuck you,” he said, positioning himself at my entrance. He slid himself up and down which caused my bundle of nerves to throb as he rubbed against it.

I threw my head back in pleasure as he slowly guided the tip in. I moaned as he gently pushed himself further in, hitting the right spot once he was completely inside.

“Oh, yes,” I growled, putting an arm around his neck as he buried his face in my chest. He started thrusting slowly at first before he picked up the pace.

As our bodies were slapping together in pleasure I felt the tingle grow all over my skin. I opened my eyes for just a moment to see the blue mist-like substance circling around us.

"You feel so good," he said into my ear, his lips brushing the lobe of it. It sent a shockwave to the area between my thighs and I squealed in pleasure as my first orgasm reached it's peak.

“Already?” He asked huskily, “You must have missed me.”

“You have no idea,” I replied, pulling his lips to mine and devouring his mouth.

He kept the pace up steadily for another few minutes before the sweat began to bead on his forehead. I put my hand against his chest and stopped him.

He looked at me in confusion before I put my legs down and hopped off of the counter. I got down on my knees and looked up at him through my eyelashes.

“What about dessert?” I asked, grabbing his length with my hand. He threw his head back and moaned as I slowly slipped my lips over him, pushing my throat to it’s limits.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he placed his hand gently on the back of my head. I moved up and down along him and put my hands on his thighs, pulling him closer to me.

I wanted him to fill my mouth so I looked up and quickly moved my hand along him so that his pleasure wouldn’t stop. “I want to taste you.”

“Yes, baby,” he growled, looking down at me. He tensed up his grip on the back of my head and I readied myself for what he was about to do.

He shoved himself into my mouth and I moaned as he almost made me gag. He began to thrust hard, using my mouth as his pleasure. I could tell he was getting close and I wrapped my hands around his ass, pushing him deeper down my throat.

“Oh,” he moaned, thrusting one last time before I felt the hot liquid hit my tongue. He then started to shake a little bit before he relaxed his body and took himself out of my mouth. I stood up slowly and wiped my lips, making sure I took in every last drop.

He pulled his pants back up and buckled his belt as I leaned against the counter, completely satisfied with how the evening turned out.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispered once he had his clothes fixed again, “You know that?”

“And you don’t think you don’t drive me crazy?” I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. We shared a long, passionate kiss before he pulled away and straightened his tie.

“I’m going to head out first,” he said, smiling devilishly, “And I’ll meet you at the car.”

“Sounds perfect,” I replied. He gave me one more smile before unlocking the door and walking out. I gave it a few minutes before I followed, then I left the bathroom and headed straight for the front doors with the biggest smile on my face

This man brings something out in me I never want to loose.