Reluctant Consort Ch. 03

Basileios spoke then, his voice carrying the full weight of authority, "No matter, the Consort is not our main interest tonight. We would like to see your Mark."

His eyebrow arched slightly at his implication, "You think my Mark is fading."

Basileios inclined his head, "The longest time the seal has been borne was three hundred years. The acquisition of a Consort is no small matter, if there is a chance it has affected your Mark, we must find the next Seal Bearer immediately. If that wasn't hard enough, we also have the Rogues to deal with."

"Yes, and Gods forbid the next Seal Bearer sired by a Rogue as well." The barest of snickers accompanied the snarky comment.

Rene glanced sharply at Analektos, his fingers tightening on the armrest of his chair and it was with effort that he relaxed them for fear of breaking the furniture, "Don't presume to insult me Analektos. The authority of the Seal Bearer remains mine. Tread with care or you will find yourself without a Seal Bearer to do your work."

Cold silence descended in his study and Analektos rose to confront him only to be held back by Corinna who was by his side instantly, "Come now boys, don't ruin the fun, we're here to discuss civilly. Yes?"

Analektos had the decency to look away.

Standing he rolled up his sleeve, his eyes trained on them even as he willed his Mark from it's current place on his body and it snaked down his arm, each black tendril moving as a whole before it settled over his upturned wrist, returning to its solid state, dark as ever.

"Does this put your mind at ease?"

Basileios came closer to examine his Mark and then nodded, once, "Yes, that will do. It seems my concern was unfounded."

Rene arched his eyebrow, amused. Corinna drifted over, her hand resting upon his arm as she likewise examined his Mark, her fingers tracing it, "I was always fascinated by the Mark."

He withdrew his wrist politely, pulling his sleeve down as his withdrew his Mark to another place on his body, "There is nothing special about it Corinna."

"Oh, I beg to differ. I would love to walk under the sun."

Rene smiled, "That is certainly a benefit. Is there anything else I may be assistance of?"

"No, that will be all."

Basileios turned to leave and the other Families followed suit.

Corinna sighed, a pout on her lips and he smiled and offered her his arm, walking her to the door. He found her charm lacking but would not deny her effectiveness as the rule of her Family.

Basileios raised the hood of his cloak, "It is almost time for our Court to convene, so I expect I will hear from you soon."

His dark eyes gleamed in the night as they cast him one last look before disappearing into the remaining hours of darkness. Niketas and Analektos followed suit leaving only Corinna and Isidora. He pressed a kiss over the pale hand of Corinna, her blond curls ruffled slightly by the wind before she too slipped into the darkness, disappearing through the treeline.

Then, he turned to look at Isidora, a sigh parting from his lips as he addressed her by her true name rather than her Family title, "Katerina."

The auburn hair framed a very handsome that spoke, "Be careful Rene. Something is changing, I can feel it. The Seal works in subtle ways and your Consort was a result of its will. You know this. But you must remember you are not its owner, but its Bearer. It belongs to the Keeper of Death."

And then leaving him with those words, she was gone, disappearing at a vampires speed, leaving her scent on her wind and it whipped by him, briefly, and then he was alone.

"Andir...?" He whispered, but he placed no faith in their Lore. The Gods, had they been real once, were certainly gone now.

~*~

He strolled back through his residence, his footsteps echoed by silence as he retreated to his Solar, ordering Anna to prepare his bath.

It was almost close to dawn now, very soon the birds would wake and then the rest of the world and their affairs that he would have to extend his concern to. But this moment, this solitude, was his.

He heard Anna's footsteps before she was upon him, "Is my bath ready."

"Yes my lord."

"Good, you may go now. Thank you."

But instead of retreating footsteps, she approached and he inclined his head curiously. Her hands rested over his shoulders slipping down his chest and he smiled wryly, "Anna?"

She sighed, "Yes, my lord?"

He captured her wrist in his hand, "Not today."

"Why not... let me serve you."

Her hands peeled his shirt away and Rene didn't stop her as she dextrously unfastened his breeches, her fingers nimble, experienced, yet she found him un-aroused.

A sigh drifted from her lips, "What's on your mind?"

He turned to face her, "Quite a few things. This is your last chance to leave."

And then he left her standing in his Solar as he disappeared, stepping into his bath, the water hot the way he enjoyed.

A moment later her voice drifted across the small space that was the toilette chamber and she was approaching him, "My lord...".

He looked up to find her nude, unsurprisingly. her hair tumbling down around her and he sighed, "Anna, what are you doing."

"Being of assistance in any way I can. Let me distract you."

He chuckled at the age old line that she'd given him the first time, watching as she stepped into the tub, dropping to her knees, the water clear and he spread his knees, inviting her in now that she was here.

Her fingers traced their way from his ankles and she slipped between his legs, her full breasts swaying tastefully in front of him and Rene reached forward to pinch a nipple, squeezing hard, cruelly, his face impassive as she gasped, her lips parting delightfully, accompanied by a single tear.

In an instant his leg curled around her hips and he pulled her hard against him, his hand curling around her throat as his lips whispered along her skin and he breathed, "I can smell the silver in you... it is a pity I cannot drink from you, even with your consent."

She panted, her airway partly cut off from the pressure he was exerting on her neck, "I'm sorry my lord."

"Wash me."

He released her, leaning back, his head falling loose as he closed his eyes.

Her hands worked across his skin, the jasmine scent of the soap heavy in the water and his thoughts drifted to Saya, remembering the way she responded to him and he stirred, the image of her, desperate, pleading, helpless yet so responsive as he fucked her, was enough to draw a response from him. Perhaps it was the way she didn't want him, yet had no way to fight her instinctive desires, Rene wasn't sure, but Saya was something else.

Anna's fingers found his hardness and he showed no sign of acknowledgement, uncaring if she thought she was the cause of his arousal.

He opened his eyes then, surveying the vancalye in the tub with him and found her immediately lacking. He reached out, tipping her chin before pulling her close and Anna knew what he wanted, her lips pressed against his. He reached between them, feeling for her pussy and she repositioned herself over his cock. His fingers found her hips, digging into her flesh as he pressed her over him, slowly before his entire length was sheathed in her warmth and Anna did not need prodding, pressing herself against him as she ground on him, the walls of her pussy clenching delightfully around his cock and Rene leaned back to enjoy the sight.

~*~

Sweat gleaned on her skin and the water had grown almost cool. He was being cruel in the way he enjoyed her exertions. He could last a good deal longer yet, but there were other things he wanted and so, shifting, he pulled her off. She reached for the towels on the rack, and in a moment he was dry.

Rene reached for her, pressing her up against him, his lips capturing hers in a forceful kiss and he would have drawn blood, were it not for the precautionary silver flowing in her veins. Her arms came around him and in a instant he had picked her up and they were by the bed. He threw her down without a trace of gentleness, following her, her eyes widening as he reached for the steel manacles anchored to the wood frame of his bed, hidden in the canopy. A squeal exploded from his bed but Rene was fast, gripping her wrists above her as he strung her up, the manacles clicking shut satisfying, her arms pulled taut with her knees resting on his bed and Rene leaned forward and inhaled, the chains clinking, "Anna, it is a pity I cannot drink from you... how shall I punish you?"

Her eyelids fluttered and he reached down to run his hand over her pussy and she spread her legs, accommodating him and he found her slickness.

His hand came up, tracing her wetness over her lips and her tip of her pink tongue darted out, catching him briefly.

He brought his hand up, running a finger over her breasts to lightly graze her nipple, playing with it as his tongue coaxed the other to hardness. Then before she had time to comprehend what he was doing, he drew out a pair of delicately wrought clamps, their mechanism designed for one purpose only. Her scream rent the vast space of his Solar as his lips whispered by her ear, her sensitive nipples captured by the cold steel, "I am not of a mind to play kindly today, if you want to distract me, this is how you will do it."

He leaned back to survey her, liquid brown eyes watering from the pain of the clamps and Rene moved off the bed to collect another toy, coming back to the bed with a pair of smooth metal balls, a vial of oil in his other hand.

"My lord..." Anna murmured as his fingers found her wet pussy and he played with her before pressing one ball after another into her, feeling her muscles clench at the cold invasion. He chuckled, "Anna, you will hold these balls in your pussy while I fuck your ass and under no circumstance are you to release them. If you do, I will have Abe insert these every day before you begin your duties and anyone who wishes to fuck your ass may fuck your ass. I recall the stable boy Stefan has quite the crush on you. Do you understand?"

His words were met with a soft groan and she nodded, her head shaking and Rene murmured, "Good girl."

He unscrewed the lid on the vial, the sound loud in the space of his Solar, mingling with the heavy breaths Anna exerted.

Oil tipped over her buttocks, and he worked it between her crack, pressing a finger against her rosebud. She yielded easily and Rene proceeded to stretch her a little before the tip of his cock pressed against her sphincter and he slid in with the practiced ease of one who enjoyed this particular kind of debasement.

Anna's moans filled his Solar but Rene pressed forward firmly, she knew better than to resist him. His hips came to rest against hers and Rene pressed a kiss against her neck as his fingers found her clit, his other hand coming up to grip her slender neck. And then before Anna had time to adjust, he fucked her, his hips moving in a fluid motion and even if she wanted to scream, his held her too tightly for her to release more than a gasp for air.

Pace not slowing, his lips caressed her skin gently, a contrast to the way he fucked her ruthlessly. She was here for his distraction as she had so aptly put it and Rene had no scruples taking pleasure from her this way, "How does it feel Anna? Are you enjoying the ride?"

As if to prompt his point home, his hips thrust against the perfect curves of her ass with a slap.

"Please, my lord!"

He chuckled, enjoying the desperation in her voice, fingers running expertly over her clit, toying with it, "Please? Tell me what you want."

His word were murmured against her skin, fingers releasing their pressure over her neck, but he held her nonetheless, the ease with which he could kill her a prospect that might have frightened him once, but he was a far cry from the newly created vampire yet to discard his humanity.

"My lord..." Anna's head tilted, the blonde locks of her hair shifting, her lips luscious as she whispered, "I want to please you."

The words stirred nothing in him and Rene gripped her neck again, pressing her against him for a moment, "You do, Anna, helpless, in my mercy that I could kill you should I desire it, that pleases me. You should be frightened."

And then he returned to fucking her, his thrusts hard, insistent, forcing her body to yield to him and then more, pushing her over her limit that she screamed and Rene felt her writhe, the balls tumbling from her pussy as she came, his hand coated with her copious fluids and Rene fucked her faster, each slap of his hips against her ass reverberating through his Solar to mingle with her cries, finding his own release, his eyes closing but the image that speared through his mind was of Saya, chained as Anna was, helpless even as she struggled and he would, inch after delicate inch, peel away her resistance until she was completely his and could scream no other name but his...

~*~

So, as stories go, I feel as though this one grew legs of it's own and I merely allowed it to lead me. I was tempted to pull it back, but, as it turns out, the scene between Rene and Anna wanted to be written. Thoughts? Yes, no, good, bad? I feel as though this scene was important in establishing that Rene does have a crueler, darker side. As, often when it comes to Saya, I find myself writing him sweeter and end up chastising myself, but perhaps, the characters want to speak for themselves.

Anyway, if you enjoyed the scene between Rene and Anna, let me know? And if you didn't, feel free to express your thoughts too.

And also, thank you to the readers that voted and or left me comments/feedback. :)

Thanks for reading!

Kitlyn