Memories of a marriage that has lasted a thousand years.
Pregnancy and parenthood that was not always smooth sailing.
There was bloodshed and carnage, the madness of her first kill, the taming of her bloodlust, the training of our first triplets.
“But through it all there was love,” I whisper, my thoughts flowing into speech as I sit up and roughly toss my gurgling babes across the room onto the large bed that’s covered in purple velvet. They squeal in delight as they bounce and tumble before coming to a soft landing on the massive bed. They are creatures of the night, and they do not need to be cuddled and cradled like weak human children.
My Queen, however, does need to be cuddled and cradled right now. Normally she is confident and composed, but I have noticed that there is a short period after every pregnancy when she is uncomfortable in her skin, restless as her beautiful body settles back down to normalcy, her hormones return to regular levels.
“Would you like to take our three-year olds out for a blood-hunt?” I say softly as I straddle her from behind and kiss her neck as we sit before the magic mirror that’s glowing red in our lair. “I heard there is a new serial killer a few towns away. We can let the kids toy with him a little before they put him down and drink him dry. Then we will leave his corpse for the rats and beetles.”
She giggles and pushes back against my hard body as I reach around and massage her big post-pregnancy breasts that are wet and sticky with her fresh milk that tastes like nothing on earth. Still does not beat the sweet nectar that oozes from between my Queen’s thighs when she is wet and ready, but King Daddy needs his Vitamin D once in a while, does he not?
“Let the kids drink a human monster’s blood under the moonlight while we instruct them about the juiciest veins, the thickest arteries,” she moans. “Oh, that sounds wonderful, Drachus. You really know how to raise my spirits, don’t you?”
“That is not the only thing being raised right now, Lady Daisy,” I growl as I nibble her soft neck with my fangs and milk her breasts until the front of her black silk gown is sticky with her pearly-white cream.
Then in one swift motion I rip that silk to shreds and spin her around to face me.
“Oh, fuck, Drachus,” she moans as I push her back against the mirror and start to suckle on her oozing breasts until her milk flows down my thick black beard. I reach between her thighs and milk her cunt to a vicious orgasm as I drink her cream, and before she can say another word I stand and slide my heavy cock up between her sticky breasts.
“Do you see these marks on the King’s cock?” I whisper, reaching around to the back of my thousand-year old wife’s neck and showing her the bite-marks left on my immortal shaft when I pushed it past her red lips three days ago and she clamped down in the ecstasy of the moment.
“Um, I have a few marks of my own, you know,” she says with a gasping smile as I tease her lips with my dripping cockhead and pull her face closer. “What are you doing, by the way?”
I arch my neck back and sigh even as she slowly moves her body up and down, her soft breasts forming a warm sleeve for my throbbing cock. “A thousand years of marriage and she asks what it is I am doing . . .”
We share a moment of the most beautiful lightness, our babies gurgling in the background, our sentinel bats screeching in the darkness above the winding tunnels of our family lair.
Then finally she gives in and takes me into her mouth, and once she starts sucking me like only a Vampyre Queen can suck, I am lost to her once more, filled with a passion that is warm with the heat of human connection, boils with the fire of human love, pounds with every beat of my heart, of her heart, of the choice we made a thousand years ago . . .
A choice to follow our hearts.
A choice to unite our hearts.
A choice to claim our forever.
On the Feast of the Valentine.
The Day of the Human Heart.
The Day of Always.
The Day of Forever.
Happy Valentine’s Day, mortals.
Keep your doors locked tight . . .
But your hearts open wide.
Always open.
Forever open.
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FROM THE AUTHOR
Yes, this was a few days later than February 14th, but I hope it was worth the wait.
After all, what's one V-Day in the grand scheme of Always and Forever, right?
No seriously, I hate missing deadlines. This one couldn't be helped, so thanks for still being here for my late-ass . . . ass.
All right, what's next?
Um, DRAGONS DRAGONS and DRAGONS are next! OMG!
Until then, make sure you're caught up!
Taken on Thanksgiving
Captive for Christmas
Night Before New Years
Given to the Groom
THE CURVY FOR HIM SERIES
The Teacher and the Trainer
The Librarian and the Cop
The Lawyer and the Cowboy
The Princess and the Pirate
The CEO and the Soldier
The Astronaut and the Alien
The Quilter and the Quarterback
The Botanist and the Biker
The Psychic and the Senator
And of course 23 full-length novels in these series: CURVES FOR SHEIKHS and CURVES FOR SHIFTERS!
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Love,
Anna.
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BY ANNABELLE WINTERS
THE CURVES FOR SHEIKHS SERIES (USA)
Curves for the Sheikh
Flames for the Sheikh
Hostage for the Sheikh
Single for the Sheikh
Stockings for the Sheikh
Untouched for the Sheikh
Surrogate for the Sheikh
Stars for the Sheikh
Shelter for the Sheikh
Shared for the Sheikh
Assassin for the Sheikh
Privilege for the Sheikh
Ransomed for the Sheikh
Uncorked for the Sheikh
Haunted for the Sheikh
Grateful for the Sheikh
Mistletoe for the Sheikh
THE CURVES FOR SHIFTERS SERIES (USA)
Curves for the Dragon
Born for the Bear
Witch for the Wolf
Tamed for the Lion
Taken for the Tiger
THE CURVY FOR HIM SERIES (USA)
The Teacher and the Trainer
The Librarian and the Cop
The Lawyer and the Cowboy
The Princess and the Pirate
The CEO and the Soldier
The Astronaut and the Alien
The Quilter and the Quarterback
The Botanist and the Biker
The Psychic and the Senator
THE CURVY FOR THE HOLIDAYS SERIES (USA)
Taken on Thanksgiving
Captive for Christmas
Night Before New Years
THE CURVY FOR KEEPS SERIES (USA)
Bargain for the Boss
Given to the Groom
THE CURVES FOR SHEIKHS SERIES (UK)
Curves for the Sheikh (UK)
Flames for the Sheikh (UK)
Hostage for the Sheikh (UK)
Single for the Sheikh (UK)
Stockings for the Sheikh (UK)
Untouched for the Sheikh (UK)
Surrogate for the Sheikh (UK)
Stars for the Sheikh (UK)
Shelter for the Sheikh (UK)
Shared for the Sheikh (UK)
Assassin for the Sheikh (UK
)
Privilege for the Sheikh (UK)
Ransomed for the Sheikh (UK)
Uncorked for the Sheikh (UK)
Grateful for the Sheikh (UK)
Mistletoe for the Sheikh (UK)
Fake for the Sheikh (UK)
THE CURVES FOR SHIFTERS SERIES (UK)
Curves for the Dragon (UK)
Born for the Bear (UK)
Witch for the Wolf (UK)
Tamed for the Lion (UK)
Taken for the Tiger (UK)
THE CURVY FOR HIM SERIES (UK)
The Teacher and the Trainer (UK)
The Librarian and the Cop (UK)
The Lawyer and the Cowboy (UK)
The Princess and the Pirate (UK)
The CEO and the Soldier (UK)
The Astronaut and the Alien (UK)
The Quilter and the Quarterback (UK)
The Botanist and the Biker (UK)
The Psychic and the Senator (UK)
THE CURVY FOR THE HOLIDAYS SERIES (UK)
Taken on Thanksgiving
Captive for Christmas
Night Before New Years
THE CURVY FOR KEEPS SERIES (UK)
Bargain for the Boss
Given to the Groom
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