Bishop and I planned a wedding in New Orleans. We booked a small bed and breakfast outside the French quarter. We found a priestess to marry us in the courtyard of the B & B. It was beautiful and magical.
We said I do just after dark on the fourth of July. The fireworks exploding in the city put a nice touch on our wedding. When we kissed my wolf remained silent. She was calm and I was happy.
“Are you okay, my love?” He asked.
“I couldn’t be happier,” I said.
I was the happiest I had ever been in my life. I had this sexy beast of vampire man all to myself. My inner wolf was happy and under control. Life was perfect.
“Am I a princess now?” I asked.
“You already were a princess,” he said with his beautiful laugh.
“True but now I am your princess,” I said.
“You always were my princess Miya,” he said.
“Are we going to go celebrate in the city or what?” I asked.
“If it is okay with you Princess Miya, I would like to stay here and make love to my new bride,” he said.
I was so engulfed in him at that moment. Maybe if I hadn’t been so distracted I would’ve realized we had been followed. Maybe I would have been more aware of our surroundings but I wasn’t. All my thought was on him and having him all to myself.
Bishop and I ran back to our room. My entire body was vibrating thinking about what was coming. I could not stop kissing him when he was trying to open the door. He kept dropping the key. I finally threatened to break down the door if he did not get it open so I could devour him.
He was so soft and gentle. “Are you really a virgin?” he asked me when he was unzipping my wedding dress.
“Yes. I would not lie to you about that. I am very ready to not be one anymore,” I said.
As I came out of my dress, I stood before him in my white panties and white bra. “Do you like what you see?” I asked.
“Yes,” he responded, “Come closer.”
He pulled me into him. His delicious lips. He tasted so perfect. He bit me. Blood started coming from my lip and he licked it.
“Can I drink from you or would you prefer I did not? I really want to taste my wolf,” he said.
I nodded. “My neck?” I asked.
“I was thinking more about your inner thigh,” he said as he ran his hand down my body into my inner thigh. I gently moaned as he touched me
“Yes, you can drink from me wherever you like husband,” I said.
He had me. I would’ve done anything for him. I just wanted him in every way I could possibly have him. I was his fully.
Bishop gently pushed me onto the bed. He kissed my neck, gently nibbling at my neck with his fangs. I moaned loudly as he pressed his fangs into me.
“I want you,” I moaned.
“Be patient wife. We have plenty of time,” he said.
He ran his tongue over my breast and his fangs pierced my skin. When I was young the other girls talked about hot vamp sex but feeling his tongue and fangs on me I knew I was his any way he wanted me. I was his whore for the rest of my life.
He continued with his soft tongue and his piercing fangs. He stopped when he reached my thighs. “Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes, please drink from me,” I moaned.
“It might hurt at first. Control your wolf,” he said.
Bishop released his fangs in a mighty hiss. It was so hot. I could feel my womanly attributes becoming moist and soaking through my garments.
He licked my wet panties and turned his attention to my thigh. He bit into me. I gasped.
“Oh my. Oh my. Ouch,” I cried.
My wolf stepped in and told me to be calm. I calmed myself. I can handle the pain. When I looked down and saw his face. His sexy face buried in my thigh drinking my blood I was so turned on.
“I need you,” I moaned.
“Be patient,” he said.
“I cannot wait much longer. My body is aching for you,” I moaned.
My precious vamp husband licked my thigh where he was drinking from. “You are so sweet, “he said.
“I am. Come to me. I want you inside me,” I said.
He stood before me and removed my panties. He crawled into the bed with me. “I will be gentle,” he said.
“Don’t. I have waited so long for this. I want it to be explosive,” I moaned.
“No pressure, huh,” he said.
He ran his hand down my body and inside me. His kisses were like sweet addiction. My wolf started screaming to be pleased.
“You okay,” he asked.
“I am not going to be if you do not satisfy me soon,” I responded.
I could not take it anymore. My wolf was much stronger than him. Vamps like to think they are stronger than a little she-wolf but they are not. I was on top of him before he could pin me down.
“I told you I would not wait any longer,” I moaned.
As I forced myself onto my vamp and took over, I realized my wolf was completely silent. “She is quiet. She is giving this moment to us,” I said.
“Good. Focus on me tonight and not your wolf,” he said.
We made love all through the night. My wolf never once interfered. I was so happy. We were happy. We talked about children and our home. We talked about our future. We joked about which house we would live in. It was the best night of my life.
The next morning I got up and took a shower. I called my brother to tell him how happy I was, but no one answered. I ordered room service. When I went to wake up Bishop he was gone and all his things. My new husband had vanished.
Twenty minutes ago my phone rang. It was Maggie. My brother is also missing. I know they are both missing because I choose to marry a vamp.
I should have never met him that day. I should not have put him in danger. Now my entire family is in danger. Not only my brother and my husband but before I got off the phone with Maggie she informed me I was pregnant.
I pick up the phone and dial Maggie she doesn’t answer. The phone just rings. I have to go to Georgia and make sure they are okay. Maggie can help me decide what to do next. I have to find my husband and my brother.