The Vampire King's Wife

Her First

The sun was nice and warm, the soft breeze flirting pass was cool. Sitting in her bed, her hair flowing over her skin, Alianna’s heart was racing. Balcony doors opened, she breathed in with the wind gusting through blowing her curtains to her. And out when they gently swished back out to the late evening. 

It was dusk over Italy, and with stars twinkling out to greet them, she heard the door open. 

Marco had gotten the note from Amber of all people. Of all of Alianna’s ladies in waiting, he liked this one the least. Sneaky eyes, seductive smile, and dresses all fitted to enhance and flaunt her figure. And while two of the three things could be overlooked, Marco knew it was really her eyes. 

The beautiful brown eyes were full of expressions. And most of the time when they were on his woman, all he saw was jealousy and anger. Which he was wary of and had her secretly being watched by guards just to be safe. 

So when he approached her, Marco had a stern expression. 

Amber bowed as he told the guard speaking to him to stay. No way in hell did he want anyone to think, anything of this. Lips curling up, Amber lightly simpered, “Good evening your highness,” Marco rolled his eyes, “Can I help you with something?” 

Soured at the erupt question, Amber thrust out the note on Alianna’s stationery. 

“Princess Alianna sent this message for you.” Marco took the note with a little smile. He expected a lot of things to be said. 

Something flirty, something silly, something sweet. 

Nothing that he got. Eyes turning red as he read over the beautiful cursive. Every word was like a boulder on his gut, and he could barely breathe when he was done. Face unreadable, Amber settled the frustrated look on his face as anger and asked cheekily, “Should I tell her you’re not interested sire?” At her eager response, Marco looked at Amber giddy with the prospect of hurting Alianna. 

It made him answer without thinking, “Tell her I will be there.” Amber frowned confused since she hadn’t read the note. Starting to just ask, Amber, frowned even more as he put the note in his pocket and turned, “Thank you for your help Amber, you may go now.” 

Dismissed. 

Amber had been dismissed and she felt that in every action of Marco. Turning curtly with her nose in the air, Amber faked unbothered. She didn’t care if the King of Italy didn’t like her. But a part of her did care, and it was that part that did that would become detrimental. 

After telling Alianna what he said unknowingly setting something very important into motion. 

Written on the note, in Alianna’s beautiful scrawl, were words that had sent Marco’s blood boiling in a hot way he’d never experienced before. But he knew why. Because of what was written. 

Marco, 

In getting to know you, I want to be with you even more. Intense feelings, erotic need, and sweet innocence between us that is rare and completely our own. I want to be your wife, in every way. 

Come to my room tonight? 

Standing in front of her door, Marco’s heart thumped hard. He shouldn’t be here, he knew he shouldn’t be here. This was wrong of him. 

He should back away now, and not do THIS. 

But he opened the door, and Marco walked inside Alianna’s room. Seeing her in her bed, a white nightie on as her long natural ringlets fell array, Marco swallowed hard. 

The room was bathed in candlelight. And with a path of them leading out of her balcony, he could see the water. He could see the beautiful moon glowing at them, surrounded by millions of stars he could clearly see. Turning as he felt her moving behind him, Marco glanced over at Alianna getting out of her bed. 

Nervous, she slid a hand over her nightie as she approached him. Marco caught that hand as he pulled her close, sliding a hand through her beautiful hair, he felt her shiver against him. Fangs growing in his mouth uncomfortable and bulky, Marco shook his head trying to stop before it ruined this. 

But Alianna cradled his jaw gently, “Stop that,” Meeting her eyes, as his bled red, Alianna whispered breathlessly, “Have me.” Not able to hold back, Marco had Alianna against the wall. 

Groaning as she jumped into his arms, her hips grinding with his, Marco panted, “You have to tell me…if I hurt you.” Alianna’s plump red lips quivered a little as she stroked a hand down his face, “I don’t mind.” Marco shot forward kissing her hard. 

Nipping her bottom lip and drawing a small drop of blood, Marco’s veins cried out in bliss at just the small taste. Like h****n he was hooked and he couldn’t get enough of her. He wanted more of her. Kissing her neck as he sat her down on the bed, she looked up at him with a druggy pleasured look in her eyes that made him hard. 

Grinning a little, he kissed her as he began unbuttoning his shirt. When he stopped and his naked chest was revealed to her, Alianna touched it gently. Sliding her hand down to his abs, she froze at his belt and her eyes snapped up to his in question. 

Nodding, Marco wanted her to do it. He wanted to watch her do it. And as she unbuckled his pants, she got up on her knees and kissed him. Marco groaned when her soft warm hand wrapped around him, stroking him. He didn’t mean to, but he got aggressive with her nightie. One tug and it was completely off. 

Marco swore and started to apologize, but Alianna was giggling at him. “Want to rip something else off or do you want me to take it off?” But the only thing left Marco realized were her panties. Getting excited seeing her dusky pink n*****s, taut in the warm night air, Marco sucked the left one in his mouth. 

Playing with the right one, Alianna moaned as she held his head there. 

Falling back into bed, Marco kissed down her stomach making her back arch. Kissing her thighs gently, he looked at the white thong she was wearing. Lacy, and very sexy on her, it was wet from her arousal and Marco put his tongue on the area making her gasp in shock. 

Humming as he sucked her clit through her underwear, Marco whispered, “Can I take these off? I want to eat you properly.” Alianna’s stomach seemed to flip as she jerkily nodded. Marco pulled her thong off gently, and then she was naked under him. 

Bare s*x glistening in the dim lighting, Marco breathed in her exotic smell and wanted to drown in the scent. Sucking her into his mouth, he felt her jolt like she’d been electrocuted, making him hum in appreciation to her response to him. 

He finger f****d her slow and deep getting her used to having something inside of her.  Alianna seemed to naturally settle into it, rocking her hips with his fingers as his tongue sucked and licked up her clit. Moaning his name as she grabbed the sheets feeling her toes curl, Alianna’s mind reeled as her entire body shattered. 

Marco groaned in ecstasy as her juices rained on his tongue. Drinking them down as she fell limp under him, Marco found her completely blissed out, fangs poking out adorably as her eyes focused on nothing. Sliding up her body, mouth wet and body tense with lust, he found her mouth instantly. 

Alianna moaned as she kissed him back, tasting herself on his lips and not minding. He felt her kicking pants down and looked at her as he laid in nothing but his briefs against her. Alianna nodded as she begged him to take her with her eyes. 

He started to pull away, he started to stop, and Alianna looked at him confused, “What’s wrong?” She breathed out confused reaching for him. Marco looked at her afraid, “I…are you… We..can’t-.” Alianna grinned as she nodded kissing him, “Yes we can.” 

And then she was stroking him, he was hard in her hand. Hot, throbbing, and large. Marco grunted feeling his fangs dig into his lip, “Damn it, Ali.” He cursed feeling his balls tightened. She looked at him longingly as she whispered, “Do it.” 

Marco gritted his teeth before reaching over into his pants, grabbing a condom and putting it on. Alianna watched him lay on top of her and looked into his eyes as he slowly positioned his head at her opening. Feeling the push, Alianna breathed in, but he whispered, “Don’t hold your breath, breath.” And then he pushed in as she did just that. 

Feeling him sink inside of her, Alianna gasped out in awe at the feeling. Breathing out as he felt her fluttering around him, squeezing and testing the new feeling, Marco could only feel how tight and warm she was around him. “Are you okay baby?” Marco asked kissing her face. 

Alianna nodded as she stroked his chin, “Yeah, I think you can move now.” Marco didn’t think he should. Alianna was tight and about to make him c*m in an embarrassingly short time. But he would bear it and stick it out, give Alianna something to remember and cherish. 

So he pushed in slow and deep, held her hips as he rotated his. Alianna moaned as she held on to him, nails scraping down his back.  Pushing in faster by the moment, Marco held her thighs apart until she was quivering. 

Alianna felt him cumming in the condom and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. 

Panting, Marco shot his c*m in the condom hard making his back almost buckle. Falling beside Alianna in her bed, he held her close as both laid shivering with ecstasy. Alianna felt where he had been, and she loved that feeling. And Marco felt her under his skin. And he loved that feeling. 

Holding on to her as the low stump of candles burned out, both fell asleep to the moon shining down on them. Their hearts and pleasure full, but storm clouds surely on the horizon.