Page 8 of Vampire

I WATCHED HERbody react to my nearness.So responsive. So perfect. Everything I had been looking for in a woman stood in front of me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back against me, not caring that she could feel my erection. “Are you attracted to me, Nicolette?” I asked, pushing her hair aside to kiss her neck. I already knew the answer, but I wanted to hear from her. If it was possible to feel a blush, I felt hers, my butterfly was such an innocent, and I really should take it easy on her. But, being me, I won’t.

“Yes,” she answered, her breathing quickening.

“Do you think about being with me, in my bed, letting me touch you, play with you?” I kept my mouth next to her ear, my voice low and soft, knowing it stimulated her sexually. And I really wanted to know the answer to this question.

She gave a breathy sigh, saying softly, “Yes, I dream of it.”

“Do you know how much you please me with your answer? You’re a very good girl,” I praised her, feeling her relax and lean back into me. Happy as hell with her answer. Knowing she dreamed of me as I dreamed of her and did I dream of my little butterfly, every fucking day and night. “Come, let’s sit on the couch and talk.” I pulled away from her long enough to draw her over to the couch, where I sat, pulling her onto my lap and putting my arms around her. She smelled fresh like berries. I like that the heavy perfumes most women wore gave me a headache.

“Are you a virgin, Nicolette? I want you to be honest with me about how sexually experienced you are.” I watched her face turn crimson with embarrassment. “Don’t be embarrassed. There is nothing you can’t talk to me about, and it’s important going forward that I know your level of experience.”

Nicolette dropped her head down, so I couldn’t see her face as she started to answer. Then, cupping her face in my hand, I forced her to look at me. “This is so embarrassing, Vampire-” I cut her off.

“Call me Stefan; my full name is Stefan Cel Tradat,” I told her.

She started again. “I’m very embarrassed, Stefan. You will probably ask me to leave when I tell you how pitifully inexperienced I am.”

“Butterfly, give me the answer to my question,” I said, running my fingers down her neck, relaxing her.

“Yes, I’m a virgin, but it’s worse than that. I haven’t even kissed a man, no touching nothing. Being here with you is the closest I have been to a man sexually my entire life,” she said, looking down and hiding that beautiful face from me.

Holy fuck, I knew she was most likely a virgin, but I wasn’t expecting this. And the level of possessiveness I have for Nicolette just jumped a thousandfold. She was truly and unequivocally mine. No other man had ever touched her. And the fact that she was ashamed of that is a crime in itself. Did she not know how rare she is.

“Look at me, Nicolette,” I said, waiting until she looked up at me to continue. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Hearing you say no other man has ever touched you pleases me more than any experienced woman could ever do. So I’m fucking thrilled that I will be the first to kiss you. To touch you. To be inside you. Do you trust me, butterfly, to be the one to teach you?” I watched her closely, unsure what I would do if her answer were no.

Taking her hand, she brought it to my face, touching my cheek. “I trust you, Stefan. I want it to be you.”

Those words alone made me want to throw her down and take care of the virginity problem, but I had to go slow. I wasn’t just intense outside the bedroom. “First, we need to talk about a few things. What do you know about Dominate and Submissive when it comes to bedroom play?”

“I don’t know much. I’ve heard the terms in movies and at Dominate Candy, but I’m unfamiliar with how it works. Is that what you like?” The blush returned, turning her face pink.

“It is what I like. The way it works is that I am your Dom in the bedroom, and you are my Sub. So basically, you will let me take control of all things sexual that we do. You have to put your trust in me. But, of course, we will set rules and boundaries, and since you are an innocent, those will be set as we go along, and you figure out what you like and don’t like.” All this talk has brought images to my head. I was hard as stone, and there was no way she didn’t notice.

“Is that why you were at Dominate Candy this evening, to do this kind of thing?” she asked, trying to act like she wasn’t bothered I may have been playing there. Nicolette’s face hid nothing.

“No, I followed you there, curious about the mysterious second job you had, which by the way, you will be playing the violin for me personally. You play beautifully. I’m not going to lie and say I’ve never played there, but I haven’t been there for a very long time. It bores me.”

“How can it bore you? The women there are experienced and sexy.”

“None of them were what I was looking for in a woman. I want the real thing, not someone who read a BDSM handbook. I had given up on finding the right woman when you walked through the doors of the Scarlett.”

“What if once we start this, you change your mind? Maybe I won’t be the Sub you think I will be,” she said. I had no doubt she was the one. But I needed to show her she was perfect.

“How about we try a few things tonight? I can show you a little of how it works. We will only do what you’re comfortable with. You can trust that I will never hurt you, butterfly.” This was going to test me, that’s for sure. I wanted her so fucking bad, but she needed me to go slow. Ease her into this lifestyle.

She thought for a minute. Then I saw the acceptance cross her face. “Okay, I trust you. Show me what a Sub does.”

Fuck me.

I CAN’T BELIEVEI just agreed to be Stefan’s Submissive.I knew very little about it, and I was extremely nervous, but at the same time, the whole idea of what Stefan described would happen turned me on. The thought of giving up all control to him was something I found I really wanted. And my body hummed with anticipation of what was to come. I stood waiting for him to instruct me on what to do. I didn’t have to wait long.

“I want you to remove your dress and shoes. For tonight you may leave on your bra and panties,” Stefan said, going to the bed, getting a pillow, and placing it on the floor. “When you are finished undressing, I want you to kneel on the pillow, legs slightly parted, hands on your thighs, and your head down.” I felt myself getting wet with each command. Who knew this was something that I would crave?

Pushing back the embarrassment I felt at getting practically naked. I took off my dress; thank goodness I had worn a white lace bra and matching panties. I removed my shoes and kneeled on the pillow in the position he had instructed. With my head down, I heard him moving around the room, and it wasn’t long until I saw his bare feet in front of me. I wanted to look up, but I kept my head down, waiting on Stefan to let me know my next move.

He stood there, not saying anything, but I felt his intense gaze as he took me in, kneeling in front of him. Then, finally, Stefan said, “If you could only see how beautiful you are right now, butterfly. You were made for me.”

I felt myself relax, knowing I made him happy. “Raise those pretty blue eyes and look at me,” he commanded.

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