Courting a Vampire Ch. 11

It had taken me almost six months to recover, and during most of that I was in a medical induced coma. After getting me to a hospital, doctors and my father had decided that keeping in a coma would be best. My face had been cracked, and I had suffered a severe concussion, my leg had been snapped cleanly, but what had been the cause for the coma had been my back.

Desmond's departing gift to me was that she had literally peeled the skin and flesh off of my bones. It had taken almost eight surgeries to reattach and fix the muscle damage and after all of that my back had mysteriously healed with little scaring.

When I had woken from my coma, I didn't ask questions of my father and he didn't supply any. Instead we worked silently on getting me walking again, which thanks to his insane demands had been a matter of weeks rather than months. I only asked after my mother once and my father had looked away and had spoken softly to me for the first time in my life.

"She was murdered by her brother, when he learned that you were courting the prince. He had lost face with the Lycans when it was found out he had been lying about making sure they would marry you."

I didn't apologize to him or show him pity, because I knew my mother and father, both, well enough to know that the sentiment would have done nothing but upset. So instead I had grabbed my dads arm and went for an extra round of kick Lilly's ass into walking with him.

As I walked unsteadily, without assistance, down the hall I thought I had spotted long black hair turning the corner. I tried to walk faster but instead wound up tripping over my feet and had to be caught by my father. I strained against my fathers grip and tried to look for the person I had the most desire to see. My father lifted me up and carried me back into the room and sat me down on the bed, sitting into the chair with a soft growl.

I looked at him surprised and seeing my surprise he shook his head, "I suppose now would be an appropriate time to have you tell me about what had happened once you arrived to the castle and the courting ceremony."

I hesitated at the question and then realizing that nothing I would say to my father would increase or decrease his very set opinion of me I told him everything. He stood up at the end and touched the surface of my neck, his fingers brushing the hidden bite that Darien had made.

For the first time in my life I watched my father sigh and run his fingers through his hair in frustration. I watched him as he paced, seeming to work something out in his head.

"You are going to go back aren't you."

"Yes."

"If I forbid it?"

I frowned at him, "I guess you could lock me away somewhere but I would figure away out. And besides, why would you forbid it."

My father grabbed my face between his two hands and looked at me with fatherly concern. I nearly choked in surprise.

"What if he does not return your affection."

I shrugged and he released me. I rubbed the bridge of my nose, "He may not love me father, and that's alright. But I think he needs me. I keep getting these dreams filled with anxiety, worry, and fear."

My father snorted and crossed his arms, "Prove to me that you can walk around this floor of the hospital without stumbling or taking a break and we will return, not a moment before."

I nodded realizing this was as close to an agreement that we would ever get.

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I worked like a woman possessed, and finally I walked around the floor with no breaks, no falling, as if I were the same old Lilly. My father, as promised, checked me out and we rode quietly in the back of a black Rolls Royce. My father reached over and tucked a stray curl behind my ear and I turned and smiled at him.

"You were very brave when you fought Desmond. You brought honor to your family, even when they were working diligently to destroy it."

I smiled at him, "Thanks for the silver in the envelope."

My father gave me a strange look, "I didn't do that, and neither did your aunt. I just assumed that you kept it on you all the times, especially after she described the dagger you had with you."

I looked at him confused but didn't get to say anything else because the car stopped in front of the castle. I opened the door and stepped out breathing in the crisp air. I listened to my father tell the driver to bring in the bags before coming to stand next to me and with our backs straight and chins up we walked to the door.

I didn't get a chance to open it before it was flung open with a bang and I was barreled down my by aunt. My father muttered about respect, to which my aunt merely leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before grabbing my hand and dragging me into the castle.

"WELCOME BACK!!!"

The shout caused me to leap back in surprise, my father catching my elbow and steadying me. I smiled at the huge group of vampires all holding up wine goblets, full of sticky red liquid. I smiled weakly at them as they surged forward and began to grab my hand and shake it.

Soon they weren't just grabbing my hand, ladies were touching my curls and commenting on them, touching my hand, shoulder, face, anything really. Among all the vampires greeting me I didn't once see the vampire I wanted to see. After too long the vampires attention switched to my father, who gave me a grim look but began to speak to the crowd answering questions.

I slipped away from the crowed and made slow progress up the staircase and down a familiar hall. I stopped in front of the door, trying to catch my breath, and making a mental note to talk with my father about stair rehab.

I was torn between knocking or just opening, so I knocked, deciding polite was the best way to go. After a soft knock yielded nothing, I turned the doorknob and it clicked open. I padded softly and slowly into the room and seeing no one in the kitchen or living room, I peeked into the bedroom.

I had found him, asleep on the bed, wearing nothing but the lose black sweatpants and in his hands, pressed to his face, was black shirt I had worn on the day that he had bitten me. I paused at the doorway, devouring the sight of him. I didn't know if he would be happy to see me, but I could live with him not being that way if I could keep his face, like this, in my mind.

Finally I walked to the bed and sat down and quietly reached over and caressed his face. He hand snapped up like lightening and his iron grasped latched onto my wrist.

I winced and muttered, "Be careful, I just got put back together."

His eyes flew open and I saw the steel grey disappear into his normal shade of grey, "You're here."

He let go of me and I pulled my hand away, "I am."

"Why?"

I flinched at the question but took a deep breath and forced myself to look at him, "Because I want to be."

"Your father made it clear he would not honor any agreement between you and I."

I tapped my finger to my mouth, "I think he was just hurt and pissed off."

"That doesn't change the fact that you are no longer obligated to be here."

He sat up and leaned against the headboard, looking out the window instead of at me. I thought about leaving until a felt a wave of hurt hit me. I inhaled sharply then reached out to him and grabbed his hand.

"Why are you hurting?"

"What?"

His head snapped to look at me, "How do..."

I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't keep being polite and separate, trying to keep myself from the brutal truth that he needed to tell me. If he rejected me, then I would be his confidant, and help him through things. But I was human, and because of that I hoped that he wouldn't reject me.

So instead I hiked up my black skirt and flung one leg over him, sitting in his lap, one leg on each side of him. He looked at me stunned and I leaned forward and kissed the nape of his neck then looked at him, "Because I belong to you. And Ill stay with you in whatever way I can."

He stared at me for a long time, and the insecure part of me wanted to get off of his lap and tuck tail and run for it. But I wouldn't do it, I was a princess, I might be made of glass instead of diamonds like the rest of the royalty around me, but I still had some pride.

Damien reached out and brushed his finger along the invisible mark and I closed my eyes savoring the heat that the simple act created in me. I felt him shift weight and before I could open my eyes, I felt his lips on the bite.

I lifted my arms and held him to me, "Please let me stay with you Damien." I whispered and was answered with his mouth on mine.

I answered with ferocity, pressing my lips and body roughly against his. I felt his tongue run along my lip and I opened my mouth, letting him taste me. I sucked and caressed his tongue rubbing my body up and down his as he pressed me closer to him. He broke the kiss to reach down and rip my shirt from me, my braless breasts bobbing into view.

He grabbed one orb and massaged it, rubbing the pink nipple into erection before twisting it and pinching it softly. He lowered his mouth onto my other nipple and I gasped as he nipped and sucked. He fondled both, sucking and nipping on each nipple in return, until they were so hard it was almost painful and the heat that he had built inside of me was soaking my panties.

I felt his erection through his sweatpants and I kissed him, my tongue delving into his mouth this time, drawing his tongue out with gentle sucking and caresses. I reached down, past his waistband and wrapped my fingers around his very warm, very hard cock. He moaned and pressed me closer to him, as I slid my hand up and down his shaft.

Finally he broke the kiss and flipped me over pressing me back kissing down my stomach until he reached the hem of my skirt. He ripped it off and I couldn't help but to chuckle, "I would have taken it off."

He smiled back up to me and licked across the hem of my panties causing me to shutter, "You take too long."

He kissed my lace covered mound and I moaned softly as I felt his mouth over my soaking panties. His hands rubbed up my legs and he caught the edge of the panties and slowly pulled them down, watching me arch my back so he could get them off. He tossed them to the side and spread my legs apart and looked at my sex.

I didn't get a chance to adjust to anything before I felt a soft, hot, tongue running up the length of the my slit. I shuttered in pleasure and moaned louder, wanting him inside of me, but also wanting his mouth on me as well.

He licked at my outer lips, licking the juices off them, before licking the entrance. I laced my hands into his hair and he locked his mouth onto my opening and began to suck and lick, his tongue darting in and out of me. I moaned the writhed arching my back with need but then getting frustrated as I didn't find it.

"Please Damien, I need you inside of me. I need you to fuck me..."

His pants were off in a blink and he spread my legs apart even wider, lifting my legs and wrapping them around his waist. He leaned forward and I kissed him, enjoying my flavor on him before I felt his hot head pressing, slowly, into me. I moaned and writhed as I stretched to accommodate him.

It felt like absolute bliss, he buried himself into me all the way and held it there while I gasped for breath.

"Fuck me Damien...please."

Damien didn't need anymore encouragement as he pulled out almost entirely before slamming it back into me. I moaned and as he kept doing that I began to meet him with my own thrusts. I heard him moan my name into my hair over and over again, as if he didn't believe I was really here. I grabbed his face and locked eyes with him as he kept moving inside of me.

His eyes were silver and I moaned to him telling him how wonderful he feels. It seemed to spur him on because soon he was grabbing my hips and slamming me down to him as well. I felt the heat and electricity begin to build inside of me and I clenched down on Damien, in order to feel even more. The feeling must have been too much and I felt Damien expand inside of me, and soon his seed was being shot into me.

The look of him cuming was too much and I exploded shortly after him, writhing and grinding myself against him. I had forgotten the drug addicted feeling of being with him and didn't stop moving against him.

He gently flipped us over, never getting out of me, and I was now straddling him, looking down at him. I smiled into his silver eyes and he reached up and fondled my breast, "I want to see you ride me, Lilly."

I nodded and began to rock up and down on him. Soon I found a rhythm and I leaned forward pressing my arms on his chest for stability. He felt amazing, sliding in and out of me, his cock pressing against the bottom of me. I moaned louder when he sat up and locked a mouth onto my breast. I pressed him closer and began to bob on him faster, pulling him off of my breast and pressing my mouth to his.

He groaned and grabbed onto my hips, his body starting to thrust up into me, and his hands on my waist, helping me to slam back down onto him. We broke the kiss and he kissed my collar bone and licking at my nipples.

I threw my head back and moaned for him, "Damien, bite me...please..."

He didn't need further encouragement, but instead in a blink had us flipped over and was crushing his body to mine, his hips continuing to thrust in and out of me. He licked my neck and then with a soft moan of my name he sunk his fangs into my neck.

It was like the world had exploded, or maybe I just did, but when his fangs pressed into me I screamed out and orgasmed the strongest orgasm I had ever felt. My pussy clenched down onto him with such force that he was soon coming as well, slamming into me over and over, my body screaming in pleasure, and me wailing for more.

Finally he stopped, pinning my hips down to keep them from gyrating against him. He pulled his fangs out first and I moaned from the feel of it. He pulled away and looked down at me, and I smiled and kissed him. I kissed his lips, moaning for more but he just chuckled and shook his head, keeping my hips pinned down.

He held me there for a few minutes while my body twitched and convulsed, slowly coming down from the incredible height I had been on. He released my hips and I fought the urge to gyrate on him, instead squeezing him with the inside of me and wrapping my legs around him.

When my heartbeat started to calm down he slowly slipped out of me, and I simply sighed and turned to face him as he laid down. He tucked us both into his bed and I smiled, looking at his face as he played with one of my curls. I couldn't help but to kiss him again, this time the kiss being sweet instead of passionate need.

I pressed my forehead against his and looked him straight into the silver eyes, "I love you."

I whispered it and felt relieved as the look of happiness filled his features, "And I cannot exist without you."

"Why?" I whispered teasingly.

But he didn't say anything and instead closed his eyes and then I felt it. Like a blast of sunlight on a cold winters day, he loved me. Maybe he wasn't able to say it, but I could feel it and I closed my eyes and bathed in it.

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This is in fact the end, I know it leaves a lot of questions, but I wanted it to. I want everyone to day dream about how Lilly's life ended, even if its only fantasizing about it for 5 minutes. No one can end a story better than a reader.

I also wanted everyone to know that I am working on another story. I have about four chapters done, but these chapters are huge! However, after showing it to a friend, I was told that it was just too unique to put online, and that it had really good potential in the young adult market, that was before I added the sex scene (what can I say)

Its another Vampire story, completely different lore this time. And the reason Im giving it to you folks and not trying to run around to publishers with it, is because thanks to Twilight, the vampire literature is just too saturated, and I refuse to be paid to continually over saturate a market, that and I doubt anyone would publish another vampire story. That being said, I am going to work on the story line for an actual book, just not vampires, maybe aliens...hmm...anyway this next story should be ready to start posting soon, within the month, I hope. Its taken over my life and I need to be done with it soon.

And maybe if I everyone keeps on about Lilly and her story I could be persuaded to continue it, but only after this story Im working on, Ive got too much stuff im writing and its getting hard to keep them apart.

I adore you guys, and Im sorry the ending was such a short chapter!! Don't hate me, you will love the new one!!!

Storm