Vampire King’s Little Killer

Three months later

Nero

“He will cause trouble that spoiled son of yours,” I grumbled after Emilian’s bodyguard reported that once again the kid played with fire when he decided that it was okay for him to follow Tessa’s footsteps and play assassin for one of the local gang members.

“Oh, my sweet king, he’s your kid too. I know you adore him. He’s just finding his place in the city, Emilian just moved from his hometown. There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s perfectly perfect.” My little killer said in her sweet loving words placing her legs on mine, straddling me, and placing her arms around my shoulders.

We were having a nice quiet evening away from our children and the hectic affairs of vampire younglings, on top of Emilian’s. Now that almost all of our sired children were mated, they’re busy with their own families. I shouldn’t have anything to complain about when my bloodline was expanding and getting stronger. Still, little stuff got me agitated even when I have my Queen to take the edge away.

“Emilian can be such a baby.” I groaned, though my tension started to ease down from her kisses.

“That baby has a daddy complex, he craved your attention. This is why he’s doing it. I told you already. Remember, I study humans since way back when I was diagnosed with my psychopathy disorder.” Tessa explained, yeah… she had told me many times before.

It was not that I didn’t give the kid enough attention, but the last few weeks I have been busy with the human liaison. Another change within their organizational structure that I wished I didn’t need to go through. It was really tiring from our side. I was getting bored with the human trust issues. Ammar had been my go-to, but lately, he was also busy with his territory.

“My little killer, can you be a dear and talk to our youngest and tell him to play nice, maybe tag along with his brother Marshall. Or go tell him to visit Lucius? A nice clean Transylvania village air should do him some good.”

Tessa giggled beside me. “I might take you up on it. A mother and son bonding time should be good.”

She knew… she absolutely knew that by suggesting so, I’d be coming along with them. There was no way I wanted to be apart from her for longer than a few days. “You’re doing this on purpose,” I playfully accused and she lets out another soft giggle.

“Okay, it’s settled we’re leaving tomorrow. I’ll go tell Emilian to pack, and you go get naked. I’m going to ride my king when I get back in a few minutes.” She leaned down and kissed me before telling me that she loves family trips.

“While we’re there, we should think to invite all of our children and set a day for the whole family.”

“Tessa, you know that kind of gathering might get our human liaison thinking the worst. What we view as an intimate family moment, they would interpret as the great regional vampire gathering, plotting to take over human reigns around the world.”

She huffed as if she was disappointed. However, I know she was going to do it anyway. There was something eerily similar between her and Emilian. The point was, Tessa would do whatever she wanted. The difference with Tessa was that I wasn’t going to say no to her. If she wanted a gathering of the whole family then she will get it. She’s my Queen, basically, whatever she wishes I will try my best to accommodate, the hell with the consequences.

Three days later we were all gathered in our Transylvanian castle in the little village of the touristy Dracula village of Biertan. Ammar, Vesper, Layla, Constantine, Marshall, and Lucius were there. We were happy parents even when Emilian showed up late after giving an excuse about how he was held up by two tourists wanting their scare of the true vampire being.

“Oh no, did you scare them shitless?” Vesper laughed. Out of all of our children, Vesper not surprisingly, was the one closest to our younger ones. He even got Marshall to open up to him better than the rest of us. I was glad how things were working out with him and Tessa’s half-brother, Lowell.

“Yeah, well sort of. It was hard scaring them when one of them was having a hard-on.” Emilian giggled while Tessa shook her head disapprovingly.

“Emilian, I know you’re young… but you have to stop playing with tourists. We don’t want to draw attention to ourselves. Your dad is already knee-deep with the humans and you need to be cautious. You have guards, this is why we assigned them to each of our children.”

I chuckled watching all of their faces when Tessa was using her human maternal way of thinking. They all knew what she was before she was turned into one of us. It was funny when I looked back and remembered how my sired children used to see Tessa as another human lover of mine that was going to be discarded after a few months. But now, decades later she was lecturing them on how to behave as vampire royalties.

“Mother, I think Emilian will do just fine. I went with you on several of our mom-and-son bonding feasts and I recall you scare more humans than necessary. It’s part of the fun.” Ammar interrupted her and she sighed knowing it was coming. This went on with Marshall back when he was still a youngling and he did have more wild times than not and Tessa was there getting in more trouble than I’d like.

“Okay… okay, maybe next time we should go together, you and me,” She winked at Emilian who then laughed with her.

“It’s going to be great. I knew it.” His eyes beamed with excitement. “We could go to the village festival this weekend. More tourists, more…”

I looked at how Emilian was wide-eyed with excitement as he planned their little outing. I decided to step aside and talk to Ammar and the rest of my children to get updates on their territory. Hours passed as we talked and laughed until it was nearing dawn and we all retreated to our room to rest.

“I had a great time tonight,” Tessa told me as we were getting ready to end the day.

“Me too, It’s been so long since we all got together and I have you to thank for.”

“Yes, you do…” She gave me her seductive smile and I knew that she was going to start something sexy just by seeing the way her hand trace the collar of my shirt. And when she unbuttoned the top of my shirt down to my stomach, it was obvious that she was hungry for some sexy time. She didn’t care that she was cutting it close to dawn. What she wants she gets. And when her hand reaches down between my legs I was hard for her already.

There I was, two decades later still horny for her touches.

“Tessa, we need to do this quickly.” I reminded her urgently.

“I know… we will, I just need to…” She took off her dress throwing it carelessly to the floor. Then she continues to swiftly unzip, tugging my pants and boxers down to the floor, joining the rest of her clothes. Skin on skin. She moaned as our bodies gyrated and twisted then she opened her legs and I was inside her in seconds. I was giving it hard, the headboard slammed against the wall which I knew our children were going to fuss about the next night. It was not the first time and definitely was not going to be the last. They had complained and told us to keep the noise down, letting us know that they did not need to hear their parents going at it like a pair of younglings.

“Tessa…” I groaned feeling her insides choking on my dick.

“I know, I’m almost… almost there…” she moaned, telling me to go faster and harder.

“You need to…” I whispered, desperately closing in on my climax.

“I know…” She breathed out and then screamed my name when she reaches her high.

It took me a couple of more thrusts before it hits me hard. My body tightened before I buried my cock deep inside her and let her milk me dry. Our lips met and we kept on kissing until her eyes were heavy and we break apart to cuddle and rest.

“So, what do we tick off of your list next?” It had been a while since we checked out her bucket list, sometimes I like to remind her and get her all excited.

“Mmhmh… without an expiration date on my life, I’m thinking of starting on a new checklist.”

A new checklist will be fine by me since I will make sure she was going to tick them all and have a great time doing them.

My love.

My queen.

My little killer.