We can hold our own. We’ve been kicking all their asses since forever, no wonder they were always looking for excuses to get rid of us. They hate the fact that their little get-togethers where they come up with schemes to outdo us never come to anything, we always crash their shit and put the fear of Zeus in their asses, which only makes them even madder at us.
So when my uncle who was very powerful in his own right had fucked up, they’d seen that as a way to finally bring us to our knees. Too bad for them we’re a clannish bunch and it’s not that easy to kill off one of us no matter what the fuck he’d done.
And in the situation where it was out of his control it would’ve been like putting down an animal for being an animal. Like at the human zoos when someone fucks with the animal and the beast retaliates, they kill the damn beast. Ass backward ingrates.
My uncle still lives to this day, though in hiding. A mere shell of the being he once was. With his mate destroyed death would’ve been merciful. But his brother, my father refused to put his own brother to death.
Instead he has been kept alive these past three hundred thousand years with very special care that keeps him from going berserk again. He’s been quite well for some time now since the whole ordeal, but his guilt at what he’d done all those many years ago would not allow him to face the world.
He cannot accept that it was not his fault, that the sickness controlled his mind and caused him to feed too deeply of her until she’d been drained.
As a pure nymph, unlike one of us, she wasn’t able to withstand it and had expired. Thankfully no other vampyre had suffered the misfortune of being mated with one such as she again over all millennia. Until this bullshit!
Lucien
That brings me back to her, to us. I have no intentions of spending the rest of my existence locked away in a room in some crumbling down castle somewhere, living out my days staring at four walls because I’d lost my damn mind. She will accept me and that’s all there is to it.
I watched her now as she looked around the forest as if seeking me out. I wanted to come out of hiding and yell at her for being out in the open bare ass as she was. What if I had been someone else?
Granted the place was surrounded on three sides by high walls and a ten foot gate, except for the back, which was acres upon acres of private forest that no doubt belonged to her family.
How had I not known that she was here, that her kind was this close to my city? Granted I’ve only been here a short while, having moved here from my homeland in their earthly realm for a change of pace.
Or was it because of her? Had it been she who drew me here? Could be. I remember thinking how odd my choice had been when I settled in the nondescript city not far from here. How nothing about it had seemed even remotely appealing at the time.
I could’ve chosen any one of the cities of Europe. It had been some time since I’d been this far north. Not for more than a thousand years at least. That was before this land was called by the name it now holds. I’d had no taste for the things that transpired at the birth of this nation.
Things that had been dealt with, fires that had already been put out in the isles of Europe and the ancient cities, were alive and well here back then. Nothing gets my blood boiling more than the fuck ups of the human race, they who have everything handed to them on a silver platter but yet let greed and ignorance destroy them.
And this place had been the worst since the human race came into existence. Worst even than some of the now ancient civilizations of its kind that’d had much less to work with. So I’d bypassed the relatively new little island on my many travels.
Now it makes perfect sense, my reason for coming all this way away from home to settle among strangers. I also know the answer to my mother’s sudden appearance out of the blue. She could’ve at least warned me.
I ignored the elders who I could still feel in the background, closed my ears to their whispers as they discussed my vital signs amongst each other, nosy fucks. If they were this worried why the hell didn’t they stop this shit? Way to put your future leader’s life in jeopardy.
From their murmurings and mumblings I got the idea that they thought I was barely hanging on by a thread something that wouldn’t have been had they given me some warning. It’s not like I could change shit if I found out that my mate was the one being that could end me, but at least I would’ve been prepared.
“It’s a little bit late for you lot to be worried don’t you think? Now stop that damn buzzing in my ears and let me think.”
“Maybe we should have your mother and father join you there just in case.”
Oh now you nervous? I didn’t answer him. He and I both know that my nosy ass family will be descending upon me any day now. My parents will never see me as anything more than their little boy, especially my mother, it’s embarrassing.
I tracked Natalia now as she headed towards the small stream that was hidden between the trees and dove in. Her every move was sexual, which did not make it easy on my control.
No wonder uncle Laurent had lost his shit. They sure do make these nymphs to live up to their names and I have a feeling this one was even more of a lure than her ancestor had been seeing as she’s a mix of every damn thing that’s made to be alluring.
That lady I believe, had been pure nymph, whereas she, was a mix of nymph, human and something much stronger. Faerie. It’s a rare mix to be sure, but stranger things have happened. I wonder what freaky human had fucked a fae in the past to bring her about.
She made a tinkling sound bringing my attention back to her and I sped over to the water’s edge and watched her, mesmerized by her movements in the water as she dove deep only to surface seconds later. She seems more alive in the water, one of her natural elements.
She thrives here, more so than she would in my home in the city. Her kind dwells in the forests and waters of the world, while I, I prefer the hustle and bustle of the city. Not much bustle in this one. But I must admit this new development makes things a hell of a lot more interesting.
Now I had something more than my mother’s fussing to look forward to. She swam like a porpoise in the water, her tinkling laugh like bells to my ears. The damn forest denizens were surrounding me again but none of them dared get too close, keeping watch, no doubt ready to pounce if I make a move; as if that could stop me.
I was hyper aware now, my senses going into overdrive. My mind screamed at me to reach out for her, to take, but I didn’t want it to be this way. In all the times I’d imagined my mate there was at least a courtship before I took her to my bed.
But the longer I stood there the vision of me dragging her out of the water and mounting her on the forest floor became more and more appealing. My cock was throbbing hard enough to hurt and I could feel precum beading at the tip of my rod in readiness to take her.
Fuck, if I try that shit now it’ll just be a repeat of my uncle and her ancestor all over again.
Go Lucien! I warned myself when she climbed from the water and the beads clung to her flesh, small droplets clinging to her breasts, dripping from her nipples and down her middle to between her thighs.
My eyes followed the path and my mouth watered. I ran my tongue over my teeth for a little respite and had to check my cock with swift pass of my palm to get it to settle. A low rumbling growl started in my chest and made its way up my throat causing the animals behind me to scatter.