Ramona

Josephine has been adapting well to being a vampire.

I watch quietly from a distance as Lovely finishes up her training for the day, her hand to hand combat skills improving with every session. This time her eyes are covered to test her other senses, an idea she got from talking with Kira about how she fights.

It's been incredible watching her improve, a thrill of excitement goes through me every time she takes down an opponent in the ring. As much as I enjoy the sweet thing who melts into a puddle at my touch, watching her slam a Royal Guard as dangerous as a bear-vampire hybrid to the ground, while blindfolded nonetheless, makes me just as happy-and proud.

She's becoming even more dangerous by the day.

I love it.

Not to mention the blindfold is giving me ideas.

"She's growing stronger."

I don't even move my eyes at the sound of Draven's voice, feeling his presence just behind me.

"She is. It's wonderful." I reply, and he chuckles.

"Perhaps feeding on your blood has helped with that." He muses, and I hum.

It's definitely possible. Vampires maintain strength by feeding, and our Beloveds blood makes us the strongest. In theory, the more powerful our mate the more we benefit from the blood. A vampire feeding on a human witch can become more magic resistant, or boost any gifts they have from the magic in the blood. Feeding off a shifter can enhance our healing factor, etc...

I'm a vampire with a powerful gift and Royal Blood, so with how much of my blood she's been drinking the past month and a half it's logical it's making her stronger.

"Perhaps, but I take it you're not here for a social visit." I say, changing the subject.

"No, unfortunately. I came to warn you. There have been whispers among the Elites, about you and your beloved. Plots and schemes about dethroning you." He replies, and I scoff.

"Of course. They never cease their plotting." I sigh, watching Josephine as she spars with Captain Lana again.

"They're spreading rumors, questioning why you've been hiding her away despite her being fully turned. They're questioning if she's sane, implying you turned her unwillingly."

Of course they are. Anything to make me look hypocritical and unfit to rule.

"Typical. They know very well it takes at least two months for a newly turned vampire to fully acclimate to their body and desires, trying to push her presentation as my Beloved and my Queen before then would be dangerous."

"Yes. But with how well she's been adjusting maybe you don't have to wait another two weeks." He ponders. "She's developed excellent self control, adjusted to her new senses and strength, perhaps she is ready?"

I narrow my eyes.

"There's one more thing that has to be tested. Emotional restraint." I explain and he hums.

"Of course. Her response to intense emotions."

We vampires feel things intensely, our emotions amplified to the extreme. Our sadness, happiness, but especially our rage. When we get angry, we can become easily overwhelmed by the bloodlust that surges through us- it can burn away all reason and rationale and fill our minds with desire for carnage and bloodshed.

It's even worse with teenage Pureblood's, and newly turned vampires.

"Josephine has not experienced any intense emotion outside of panic upon her rebirth, which means I have no idea how she will respond when angered. I struggle containing my anger with the bastards myself, so until I know she can, we wait."

As amusing as it would be to watch my Josephine tear through the pretentious bastards, there has to be proof of wrongdoing beforehand. Proof she potentially will not wait for.

"And how do plan to test for that? Surely you don't plan on endangering her, or angering her yourself, do you?"

"Of course not. I do not condone emotional manipulation, certainly not with my beloved." I retort, my anger prickling at the thought.

No matter how important it is, I would never resort to that.

"My apologies, Your Majesty. I was simply curious to your method." He says quietly, and I sigh.

"No need to apologize, I simply got upset at the idea. I plan to do the next best thing and test the other more carnal emotion." I respond.

"Ah, lust."

The only emotion that overwhelms us like rage is lust, being just as carnal of a feeling.

"So that's why you've been abstaining from her despite your cravings. You want to test if she can restrain herself when you two finally have fun." He says, his voice amused.

"I should be concerned with how much you know about our desires." I huff, and he chuckles.

"With how blatantly you two pine for each other, it would be more concerning if I didn't know."

I suppose he's right. It's not like I hide my affection, and Josephine has never been subtle.

"Moving on. Yes, that's the plan." I reply to his prior statement.

As much as I don't want to have secret motives to our intimacy, it's the best way to test her restraint when overwhelmed by carnal urges. It will be a natural experience for us with no emotional manipulation, but it will test her. It's the lesser reason why I've been telling her to wait, that it will happen soon but not right now.

I did not lie to her about needing some time to adjust before we do anything, I didn't want to push too much on her too soon. To risk her feeling guilty over hurting me by mistake. That's the primary reason.

That does not change the fact that I want to myself, that I have been testing my own restraint by doing this. I've wanted to claim her from the moment she woke up and fed on me, the feeling of her fangs in my throat nearly drove me over the edge-and each time we've fed on each other without doing anything to sate our physical lust has only left me just as frustrated as she has been.

"Well, do enjoy yourselves. Just remember what I said."

Draven's presence disappears and I huff in irritation.

I do not like to be rushed, but I have been putting this off long enough.

~~~~~~~~~

"Rae, where are we going?" Josephine asks, a hint of laughter in her voice.

I have one of my hands over her eyes, the other on the small of her back as I guide her to our surprise destination.

"Trust me, you will love it." I whisper, her body shivering in response.

"You better not be teasing me again." She huffs, and I grin.

"Such a demanding little thing~" I coo.

"Just frustrated."

"I know, but have patience Lovely."

After a few more minutes I stop us in front of a set of huge doors, the black stained wood shimmering with hints of a magical enchantments.

"Hold still Lovely, and keep those eyes closed." I say, dropping my hands so I can open the door.

"Fine."

I press my hands to the metal plates above the door knobs, the magic recognizing my energy and unlocking the doors with a heavy clicking sound.

"That sounded ominous." She chuckles out nervously.

"Far from it Lovely."

I push open the heavy doors with little effort, turning back to Josephine as she stands patiently with her eyes closed.

"No peeking, but take six steps forward for me."

"Rae-"

"Trust me Lovely."

She sighs, walking forward until she's inside the room and clear of the doors. As she stops I pull the doors closed, the lock clicking back in place.

"I smell...water." She murmurs, tilting her head as she sniffs the air. "Hear it too, where are we?"

"Why don't you open your eyes and see?" I ask as I quickly hug her from behind.

Her body stiffens as she opens her eyes, her lips parting beautifully.

"A pool?"

I chuckle.

"A bathing pool. An exclusive one for the Royal Family's use, heated and private." I explain. "You've been working so hard, and I remember you saying you enjoy swimming. It's cleaned and filtered through magic runes too, so none of that chlorine smell you hate-so I figured you'd enjoy it."

I trail my lips up her neck to her ear.

"That we can enjoy it together." I whisper, her cheeks flushing deliciously.

"Oh..." She mumbles, her heart speeding up as she realizes my meaning.

"Before you ask, my plans for this are much, much less wholesome. I plan on wearing you out, no matter how long it takes now." I continue, slipping a hand under her shirt to rub over her tummy.

She hisses, arching against me and into my touch.

"Rae~" She whines softly.

I continue circling her belly button, letting my other hand slide up under her shirt until I reach her breasts. Her nipples hard as I glide my hand over them, her whimpers music to my ears.

"I am going make you cum until you're too delirious to speak, then bathe you, and the moment you regain your energy and senses I'm going to exhaust you all over again. Does that sound good Lovely?"

Her breathing is shaky as she inhales, nodding rapidly.

"Yes please~"

"Then you might want to undress."

I pull away, and she staggers shakily at my sudden absence. She turns to watch me, surprise filling her expression. I grin as I start pulling off my own clothes, tossing my shirt to the side as I walk to the pool. Kicking off my heels and sliding off my pants, making a point to put on a show as she watches. I chuckle at the cursing that comes from her as I unclip my bra, the sound of her clothes being ripped apart as she races to keep up.

"So impatient~" I tease, letting my panties fall to the tile.

I use the steps to enter the pool, grateful I already tied up my dreads before coming here. I watch Josephine struggle with her boots as I walk deeper into the hot water, laughing softly as she snarls in frustration.

While the water in the shallow end barely comes up to my hip, I lower myself until the water ripples under my chin, not wanting my dreads to get wet. I sigh, closing my eyes. As much as the cold doesn't bother me, the heat of the water always feels wonderful, seeping deep into my bones.

My moment of quiet is interrupted by a loud splash, and I open my eyes to see Josephine standing before me, half submerged in the crystal clear water that does nothing to hide her body.

She's beautiful.

Her naked body glistens with water, trailing down her slim and athletic build distractingly. The wet ends of her hair clings to her skin and curls around her breasts, and her tattoos almost glisten with magic. Wearing nothing but the necklace, her golden eyes are wild, shimmering, borderline hypnotic as she stares into mine.

She looks like a water nymph that just rose from the depths, hungry and curious.

My water nymph.

Mine.

I stand back up, enjoying watching her eyes roam over me while she manages to stand still. She has spectacular self restraint, I wouldn't have managed to stay still if our positions were reversed.

"Come here, Lovely." I murmur, gesturing with my hand as well.

She near tackles me before the words are fully out of my mouth, cutting through the water like a shark. I laugh softly as her mouth meets mine in a ravenous kiss.

There's that wild desire.

I return the kiss just as passionately, closing my eyes as our tongues intertwine. She tastes divine, and revel in the feeling of her hands gripping my back as I grip her hip and the back of her head. She snarls against my mouth, her grip tightening and beginning to cause pain.

While the pain doesn't bother me, it will bother her.

I tangle my fingers in her hair and pull hard enough to separate us, she hisses, but I hold her still as I angle her head to look up at me. Wild eyes, dropped fangs, panting breaths.

"Easy Lovely, deep breaths. Don't rush the pleasure." I emphasize.

She blinks, clarity returning as she inhales deeply.

"I'm sorry- I-"

"Shh. Just breathe, I know it's overwhelming."

She swallows taking a few more deep breaths, her grip on my back loosening

"Is this how you felt when-while I was human?" She questions shakily, and I smile.

"To an extent, yes."

"How in the Hell did you stay sane?"

"It was an effort. I had to remind myself that you were fragile, and that you feeling good was the most important thing. I may not be fragile like you used to be, but the sentiment is the same."

She sighs, and I kiss the tip of her nose.

"I don't mind wild, and a little rough, but it has to be intentional."

Her body shivers, and I relax my grip on her hair.

"That's why you were so obsessed with getting me off."

"Yes. I would have loved for you to do the same, but I was not certain I could contain myself if you had. Feeding on you without a mark was already such a risk."

She opens her eyes, now filled with determination instead of just near-feral desire.

"Then I want to return the favor."

Surprise leaves me frozen for a moment, but I quickly recover as desire surges through me as well.

"You wish to worship my body?" I ask, smiling at her.

"Yes. I would love to."

Who in their right mind would say no?

"My, my~ you've become much more brazen. I like it very much." I tease.

I drop my hands so I can back up to the side of the pool, leaning back on the edge propped on my elbows.

"Ramona?"

"Go ahead Lovely~"

She moves towards just as quickly as last time, but her touch is gentle. Her fingers tracing over my jaw as our lips meet again, this kiss just as passionate.

I close my eyes as I let her explore my body, enjoying the warmth that blossoms beneath my skin from her fingers then her lips as they kiss down my body, lingering on my scars like I lingered on her tattoos.

I inhale sharply as she squeezes my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples as she kisses down to them.

She's imitating me.

I moan softly as she starts licking and sucking on my nipples, my body burning with desire as she looks up at me as she does. Her soft little noises of pleasure make my fangs ache, and I lick over them as I hold her gaze and her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

She gets off on my pleasure too. Perfection.

After some time playing with my breasts, she lowers down to my stomach. I can't help the soft laughter that escapes when she nips my sides, that and the feeling of her tongue on my skin is somewhat ticklish.

Her hands slide down my thighs, squeezing as her lips kiss just beneath belly button, the water lapping at her chin.

"Hold still Lovely."

She freezes, her eyes looking up at me. So pretty, staring up at me while on her knees.

I lift my left leg and rest it over her shoulder, her eyes widening and nostrils flaring as she looks back down to take in the view. The water no longer interferes, giving her perfect access to my pussy.

"Go ahead Lovely~"

She doesn't hesitate, her tongue licking over the sensitive skin fervently. I moan as she tastes me thoroughly, her own moans of pleasure sending waves of it through me. I almost snarl as she takes my clit in her mouth, sucking on it and slipping a finger through the sensitive folds.

"Fuck Lovely, your mouth feels wonderful~" I groan, letting my head tilt back and my eyes close.

She whimpers softly, and without looking I reach a hand down and press her face deeper into me-my leg holding her in place as well.

She delves her tongue back inside, and I hiss as two of her fingers push inside and curl slightly as she slides them in and out at a steady pace. My body tenses as the pleasure builds, and I exhale shakily as I near my climax.

Dear Goddess.

"Just like that Lovely~"

She moans, and I nearly unravel at that, but the final straw is the feeling of her other hand gripping my thigh and the nails digging into my skin.

"Fuck yes~" I moan out, my body shuddering as the orgasm ripples through me.

Josephine growls, tasting my release thoroughly as her fingers slow down. I smile as I look back down at her, amused and aroused by the ravenous noises she's making as she continues to devour me like she's starving...or rather, parched.

"Look at me Josephine."

She hesitantly pulls away, her eyes locked on me as she licks her lips. I can't tell if it's water wetting her chin or my orgasm, but it's probably both.

"Such a good girl, making me cum. Are you ready for your reward?"

She nods, and my smile widens.

"Then drink from my thigh Lovely, just like I did for you~"

She lets out a noise between a hiss and a moan, and I can almost feel the ache in her fangs in my own. She turns her face into my thigh on her shoulder, kissing and licking as I reveal in the pleasant sensation. I chuckle as she nips the skin playfully, her teasing adorably experimental.

Then she bites, and we both moan loudly. The brief pain of her fangs cutting into my skin is almost immediately replaced by immense pleasure, the location of the bite alone nearly makes me climax again. She holds me tightly as she drinks deeply, and after four pulls I orgasm again-my eyes nearly rolling back as she snarls possessively.

"Dear Goddess, you are perfect for me~"

She takes two more deep pulls before releasing me, licking over the bite as it closes. I stroke her hair gently, and she sighs- looking up at me with one last kiss to my thigh.

"Mine." She claims with flushed cheeks, and I grin.

"Without question." I reply, enjoying her possessiveness.

"Stand up." I ask, needing my lips on her after all of that.

She stands after I move my leg off her shoulder, and I waste no time pulling her towards me and claiming her mouth. I groan at the taste of my blood and cum on her tongue, her body shuddering as I lick over her still descended fangs.

"My turn."

I quickly turn us so she's against the pool's edge, kissing down her throat as I slide my hand between her legs, her body arcing into my touch and her her nails digging into my back.

"So wet for me, and that's not just the water is it Lovely?" I whisper against her throat, and she whimpers as two of my fingers sink inside of her clenching pussy.

She shakes her head.

"Does making me cum excite you Lovely?"

She swallows hard, and I nip at her neck.

"Y-yes." Her voices shakes with need.

I grab the back of her neck to hold her in place, and her hips buck against my hand as I push a third finger inside and curl them.

"Would you like me to make you cum now?" I tease, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, but.." She whines.

"But what?" I ask, kissing her shoulder.

"I want-I want to-fuck~" She struggles to speak as I move my fingers in and out, gradually getting faster.

"You want to what?"

She moans. "I want to- to mark you..."

I growl lowly at the words, my fangs throbbing with the same desire. To make her mine in every way possible, to complete our bond.

"Then it's a good thing you can have both, Lovely."

She gasps as I move my fingers faster and rougher, but not enough for her to orgasm.

"Here is what we're going to do Lovely. We're going to mark each other at the same time, and you're going to cum on my fingers. Does that sound good?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" She cries out, hips rocking faster.

So fucking beautiful.

I push her face into my left shoulder as I kiss hers, licking over the bare skin. She mimics the action, and I shiver as she grazes my skin with the tips of her fangs. I press one last kiss to the spot I plan to mark, tightening my hold for the near violent orgasm we're about to experience.

"Ready Lovely?"

"Yes~"

With that I sink my fangs into her shoulder, her cry of pleasure cut off as she sinks her fangs into me. The ecstasy that explodes between us makes snarl like animals, and I barely manage to keep myself upright as an orgasm rocks through both of us- her pussy clenching almost painfully around my fingers and her legs shaking.

I groan as our bond clicks into place, our minds linking together and feeding our emotions and incoherent thoughts into each other.

~Feels so good. So good. Want more.~

Her thoughts are hazy with lust and affection, and I slow my fingers to let her come down from the volatile high. My body shakes, and I reluctantly retract my fangs to clean the wound.

~Mine. I love you. Mine.~ Her thoughts race.

I groan, hearing those words from her make my heart and fangs ache.

"I love you too Josephine, you are mine as well." I whisper against her ear before kissing it, and she shivers.

She retracts her fangs as well, her tongue licking over the bite on my shoulder as it slowly closes.

"I've never, ever, felt anything that intense before..." She murmurs after a few minutes, her face resting against my neck.

"It's our bond Lovely, it intensifies the pleasure and connects our minds. We are connected now, permanently." I explain, and she hums.

~Would you like to test it?~ I ask through ours thoughts, and I can feel her face flushes at the ideas that are flickering through our link.

"How are you ready to go so quickly after that?"

I laugh softly.

"I told you Lovely. I'm going to ravish you until you cannot even speak, then bathe you, then exhaust you all over again when you recover. I keep my promises."

Her heart stutters, breath catching too. She lets out a loud whine as I move my fingers that are still inside her pussy, it immediately clenching around them as my thumb rubs her clit.

"Let's start by catching you up to me. I believe you've only had one while I've had three~"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's late once I've finally finished with her, I don't even remember when we started.

I hum happily as I carry her princess style down the hallway to our bedroom, both of us wearing matching black silk robes that I had prepared in the secluded bath. I certainly wasn't going to wear my dirty clothes after bathing, and she tore most of hers apart anyway.

I glance back down at her sleeping form, smiling.

Her damp hair, warm and flushed skin, and tired but contented expression.

Perfection.

"Your Majesty-"

I stop and turn to see Renee walking toward us, and I shush her quietly.

"My apologies." She whispers, a faint smile on her face as she looks at us.

"Is something wrong?" I whisper back.

"No, just checking if you needed anything before I went to bed."

"Not tonight. But I do have some requests for the morning."

"Of course, what do you need?"

"Breakfast brought to our room, our favorites, but not until eleven am. I have a feeling we'll be sleeping in."

"Absolutely. Anything else?"

I sigh.

"Tell Evalaine to make preparations for Josephine's presentation in two weeks, and have it publicly announced to the entire Royal Coven tomorrow afternoon. I need to squash the rumors running around before they get out of hand."

"I will. Have a good night Your Majesty, and congratulations."

"Thank you."

She quickly walks back towards her quarters, and I continue walking to our bedroom door, carefully opening and shutting it behind us. Walking over to our bed, I carefully pull back the covers and tuck her underneath them.

She doesn't even twitch.

I gently brush my fingers over her cheek, down her neck, over her necklace, and pause at her left shoulder. Pushing aside the robe, I trace over the mark on her shoulder-my mark.

The red moth is a perfect representation of me, the jewels looking eerily like blood rubies. It matches her tattoos very well, the color vibrant against her skin.

I wonder...

I walk over to the vanity, and I finally get a look at her mark on my shoulder.

We match...

A white butterfly with red flowers, a lot like the ones she has tattooed on her skin. A shimmer of gold outlines the wings and the little crescent moon.

Beautiful, just like her.

"Ramona?" Josephine mumbles in her sleep, and I walk over to her as she reaches a hand out. I give her my hand, and she grabs it with a sigh.

So sweet.

The feeling of my cell phone vibrating in my robe pocket startles me, and I'm a bit surprised when I see the caller ID. I answer it quickly, concerned it's an emergency.

"Hello Mother."