Queen of the Vampires

Chapter 6: Intrusive Fantasy

COHEN

Dr. Val stared down at the chart while Ellie looked on from the exam table. Every now and then the paper under her would crinkle as she fidgeted.

I'd stepped out while Dr. Val did the physical exam, but otherwise, I'd watched everything down to the blood draws.

“Just give me one more minute to review everything," Dr. Val said.

She stood on the far side of the exam room, clearly avoiding being near me. That was normal in my clan. The females didn't like being around me, and that was a good thing. I didn't want to be around them either. I tended to have a much shorter temper with them than their male counterparts.

It was well known that I hated women.

I'd seen the way the females in my clan had watched Ellie as we entered the mansion. Like she was some kind of savior. Like she could make over a century of hate vanish like it never existed. Fat chance.

Not even my mate would “fix" me.

Dr. Val's eyes darted to me before returning to Ellie. She cleared her throat. “Well, I've looked at all your labs and the results from your scan. Everything looks good and we should be able to inseminate in a few days."

Ellie blinked at Dr. Val, then smiled. “Sounds good." Her eyes darted to me, and her cheeks pinked before she looked back at the doctor.

What was that about? And why did the color in her cheeks make her look so alive and bright?

I hated it. I hated her.

Dr. Val and Ellie spoke a little more about her test results and what vitamins she needed to take before Ellie left the room.

As she passed me, I sucked in a whiff of her scent. Brownies. I'd never had much use for sweets, but suddenly I was craving chocolate. Damn that woman.

Dr. Val cleared her throat again and I snapped my attention to her as the door closed behind Ellie.

“I have a cup for you to ejaculate into. Bring it to me as soon as you're finished, and I'll get everything prepared."

I nodded, then turned and left without a word, snatching the little cup off the table beside the door.

Now came my job. I had to jack off into a cup. I couldn't think of much that would be less satisfying.

Yes, I got myself off on a regular basis, but when I did, I wasn't thinking about aiming it into a cup.

All of a sudden, I felt immense pressure on me.

This was for my heir. I needed one, but I was fairly early in raising mine up. That said, my mate was in her prime fertile period, and I wouldn't get another one. She was the only one who could give me an heir, so it had to be now.

I made my way upstairs and into my room while ignoring everyone I passed in the halls. When I finally shut myself in my room I let out a slow breath and looked around.

Everything was the same as it always was, but I was about to make a baby here... sort of.

Somehow this task felt like one of the biggest and most important things I'd ever done in my life.

The cup in my hand was a weight that demanded to be filled.

I shook my head and strode for the bathroom. Once there, I set the cup on the counter before undoing my pants and pulling them down a little.

My c*ck fell free, limp and unwilling to help me in my task.

I glared down at it and took it in hand. I gave it a few rough strokes that felt more gratuitous than pleasurable.

Nothing happened.

I cursed under my breath and started stroking harder and faster.

My c*ck remained unresponsive.

But then the scent of brownies came back to me, and my c*ck twitched in my hand.

Without my permission, my mind pulled up a picture of Ellie. Of her curvy body. Her stunning olive skin and delicate features. Of her wavy dark brown hair that fell to her large breasts. Her dark hazel eyes that had lashes for days. And of her plump lips.

Oh those lips. I wanted to suck and bite them. I wanted to pierce them with my fangs and drink from them.

My c*ck went rigid in my hand, and I groaned as my mind went on.

I could see Ellie right in front of me, bent over the bathroom counter and peeking over her shoulder with that big grin of hers.

The curve of her thick a*s would be right in front of me just waiting for me to slam my hips into it as I shoved my c*ck deep into her wet heat.

I'd slept with women in my early years, but they would be nothing compared to my mate. She was made for me. She would fit me perfectly.

Her moans would fill the room along with the sounds of my c*ck sliding in and out of her p***y and our bodies slamming together.

I'd grab her hair and pull her head to the side so that her neck was bared to me.

I'd lean forward and plunge my fangs into her neck, marking her and drinking from her all at once.

And she would taste like heaven. There would be nothing in the world like her.

My body jerked and my d*ck jumped in my hand. A low moan rumbled out of my chest and a tingle started at the base of my spine.

F*ck.

With my free hand I grabbed the cup and held it under the tip of my c*ck just in time for me to start filling it with my seed.

I sucked in lungful after lungful of air as I stared at the full cup. I shook my head and I stumbled back before I redid my pants.

F*ck.

I'd just jacked off to Ellie and it was the single most powerful s*xual experience of my life.

I'd pictured things in the past but never something like that. So real and intense.

I cleared my throat and screwed the lid on the cup.

I'd done it. Now I could have an heir and get as far away from that woman as possible. I didn't need her tainting me with her witchy ways. I didn't know if it was Ellie or the mate call, but damnit she was in my head, and I worried that I wouldn't be able to get her out again.