The Vampire King: Jasper’s Rise to the Throne

Chapter: Three

Still clinging to the cloth that is draped over my naked frame I am led out of the room I did unspeakable things in.

You will do worse, there is more to come.

That damn voice, again. I look over my shoulder and there is no one, just a long and narrow stone hall.

Shivering, I grab the edges of the blanket covering me and my knuckles are white, as I hold onto it, hoping it will stop this aching cold that threatens to buckle my knees.

I never knew existed in this world.

The pangs of hunger that drove me to near madness start to ebb, they no longer consume my mind.

That wasn’t to say that I couldn't still hear the beating of a heart down the hall.

No clicking of shoes, as we head down the narrow and dingy hallway.

Where are we?

Memories resurface and I am reminded of Hadiza, her poor soul, I know she was an African princess, I could tell by the markings over her body, her blood was royal.

Ana said that this would stop me going feral.

Her family raised her for this purpose?

What more evil was happening in the world?

So what did the Vampires do in return for such a sacrifice? How could you raise your own flesh and blood like cattle and sell them off to be horrifically executed, surely some meet a much scarier fate.

Killing wasn’t a problem, it was what I did to that woman…

I look at Ana and I am surprised to see she is staring at me.

Can she hear me?

Vampires?

What are they?

Where is she taking me?

Her golden eyes are burning into me.

I want answers.

I feel vulnerable and exposed.

I truly hate this.

Stopping in my tracks.

Ana simply stands still and turns her back to me.

“Come Jasper, there are things we must do.” It is not a request and this urge to do whatever she says washes over me like a cold flush you get just before you vomit or pass out, but I was not about to pass out.

This was like my soul was being pulled in her direction and it makes my stomach knot up, the pain of resistance is horrendous.

Saying nothing, I study my arms and all my imperfections are gone.

My fingers gently graze my neck and feel the dents decorating my it, puncture marks.

I look up and her eyes burn into my soul, her hunger painted all over them.

The room is poorly lit but I can see her perfectly, every detail of her stunning face, I am drawn to her but I am unsure why.

“What are Vampires?” I ask in a hushed tone.

She continues to watch me, I am not unnerved by it, in fact I hold her stare as I straighten myself, towering over her, I was always an excellent guard.

I was much bigger than the rest of the warriors.

Bored, I crack my neck waiting for her answer.

Waiting patiently.

Minutes pass by and all she does is stare.

With lightning speed she moves impossibly close and I smell her for the first time, she smells like honey, she’s sweeter than anyone I’ve ever come across in my life.

An ache awakens deep inside me.

God what I would give to take her.

Her golden eyes are glowing in the darkness of the hall.

She smiles and her teeth glisten as her fangs descend.

Seeing her weaponry up close is mesmerising.

She's delicate and petite.

Yet she could kill me where I stand.

“Jasper my love, Vampires are the creatures of the night, we don’t look inconspicuous but we don’t age, we can’t easily be killed and we are here to protect those that need protecting.” She moves closer to me and reaches underneath the cloth hiding my shame.

Her cold hands brush against me and with a boldness I have never experienced, she grabs hold of my manhood, still sticky with that beautiful princesses nectar.

I let out a groan and Ana’s teeth flash before me as she gets down on her knees. I don’t understand what’s happening until I feel her warm breath inches away from my nakedness.

I feel a warm wetness take in my manhood and I hiss at the sudden intrusion. I hear her moan as I harden in what I assume is her mouth.

Her tongue laps up the sweet nectar of the woman I just devoured and I groan in appreciation, I have never felt so satisfied.

Without thinking I stretch my arms and drop the cloth to reveal her raven hair, her golden eyes looking at me with lust, they are swirling with black as she smiles

with my member down her throat. I groan and grab her hair pushing her down and I feel her throat open as I thrust

into her mouth.

Her moans are vibrating and I can feel the warmth of her mouth and tongue dancing over my throbbing want for her.

I want more…

What does she taste like?

Would she have sweeter nectar? The thoughts drive me crazy as I feel the pressure building and I thrust into her throat deeply coating it in my seed. I am left gasping for air.

I groan as she sucks harder and I look down at her.

She slowly gets up and I look into her eyes, the black slowly receding as I question her.

“What was that?” I moan, trying to catch my breath.

“Jasper my love, I was pleasuring my soon to be husband…” She replies with a smirk. I am taken aback.

Horror fills my mind.

Husband!?

When did I agree to this!?

I let out a growl.

One I never thought a human could possibly make.

Though I was no longer human.

Anger and panic rise again in my body and mind.

Without thinking my body responds by positioning myself in a fighting stance.

I will not have this.

“When did I ever approach you with such a proposal.” I almost hiss at her. My back is arching like a cornered cat.

She just watches me intently.

This infuriates me to no end.

“You don’t have any choice Jasper, I know you can feel the pull, I am your intended. I have changed you, I have turned you into a warrior of the night and I have claimed you as worthy to be my Husband.” Waving her hadn nonchalantly, like this is NORMAL!

I grit my teeth, she thinks she owns me!?

“I never asked for this!” I scream at her.

My usually cool and calm demeanour gone. I want to rip her throat out.

“Yet you did Jasper, you willingly worked for Octavious, you were as good as dead.. Why did you think guards turned over so quickly!? It wasn’t from attempted assassinations!” She yells at me but is composed, her fangs descend and she

looks menacing, her stature changes ready to attack.

I growl and am ready to fight.

“Jasper, you were dead, I will explain if you let me…” She says in a hushed tone but doesn’t move an inch.

Her stance only aggravating something or someone inside me.

Kill her.

That voice! I shake my head and this gives Ana the advantage she was after.

Before I can open my eyes, I am pinned against the wall by this puny woman.

Whispering in my ear, her hot breath catches me off guard.

I let out a slight moan and curse the God, I want her, yet I cant stand her.

“Do you feel that mark on your neck!? Do you feel it throbbing? I have marked you as MINE.. The longer you try to reject it, reject me. The more pain you’ll be in, the more innocent souls you’ll need to feast upon to slow down your demise.” She presses hard on my head and I can hear it cracking against the stone wall.

The pain means nothing.

Her free hand gently grazes my throat and it stings, the dents that I felt before feel like someone is pressing a branding iron to my throat. A wave of arousal washes through me and I hate it.

I wince and try to look at her bewildered.

“How could you!” I yell at her.

My patience wears dangerously thin.

“I was serving my Queen when, I can only assume that your people killed…!” I spit at her.. I can barely finish my sentence.

I am shaking but it’s from rage.

“Your people slaughtered those innocent children!” I scream at her tears almost escaping my eyes in anger.

She lets go of me and I fall to the floor.

Grief consuming me in its barbed wire embrace.

My whole body prickling with the pain of it all.

Ana’s composure changes.

“Jasper, they weren’t children, they were ShapeShifters, the Gods have tasked us with their extinction.” She looks at me with kind eyes and I furrow my brows in confusion.

“What are you talking about!” I yell..

“What are you!?” I hiss, my confusion and grief getting the better of me…

She smiles and takes my hand, rising to my feet but I freeze in place, she frowns and I just stare at her.

“Perhaps it’s best I show you?” She looks at me hopefully.

I sigh.

Still reluctant to move.

She lets out an impatient huff.

Darkness enters her golden eyes and I am suddenly suffocated by her dominance.

What is this woman?

I feel my knees buckling as she hisses at me..

“Jasper, I am the first Vampire, I am your QUEEN and the quicker you learn to obey me the easier your life will be!” She hisses at me as the draft picks up in the hallway.

“I am the first of my kind, I created you.. I can destroy you!” Her voice now replaced with that of a deep demonic presence.

I shudder.. What have I gotten myself into?

“You will be my King, I have picked you! I have waited aeons to find someone worthy to pass my lineage down to!” She screeches.

Her eyes glow brighter, a thin red ring around obsidian pupils. They have dilated, taking in everything.

I start to back away.

“The longer you reject me the more pain that mark will inflict on you! The weaker you will become… When you are finished with your moral dilemma and tantrum I will come to finish the mating process and if you decide to reject me Jasper… I will kill you myself.” Her voice is now deeper and commanding.

I growl in response and she cackles.``Good! I like a man that will fight, you're not a pushover.” She chuckles and grabs

my arm, her strength surprises me and I can’t help but yelp at the pain as her nails extend and puncture my flesh, I try to pull away but I can’t.

This small woman is stronger than me?

She drags me for what seems like minutes as I struggle against her, unable to move.

What kind of witchcraft is this?

I pull and tug, but it's impossible to get close to her.

Her cat-like reflexes fend off my attacks like they are nothing.

Her clawed hand wrapped around my forearm only punctures my flesh deeper with every thrashing movement I make.

She just smiles, so sadistic and calm.

I growl, defiant but unable to break from her hold, and we stop at a huge wooden door.

With a flick of her wrist the doors open on their own.

“Witch!” I scream at her, how the hell can she open a door without touching it?.

“You will soon learn your God’s aren’t who you think they are!” She hisses in response.

She thrusts me into a large stone room.. With items I have never seen before.

How did she construct this room?

Her claws retract and I remove my hand from her grasp.

I watch in horror as she gently slips her fingers and with a pop sucks them, licking my blood off her hands while staring at me.

Her golden eyes swirl and she moans…

My manhood reacts and is at attention instantly and she chuckles.

“Your blood is sweeter than anything I’ve ever tasted.” She starts to circle me like a predator does to prey.

I gulp. “Jasper you want me, admit it, succumb to your desires.” She says in a husky voice. “The longer you wait the more pain and weaker you’ll become, I do not want a weak beloved.” She says bluntly.

With one hand a purple aura surrounds it and I am flung to the bed effortlessly. Within seconds she is upon me with speeds that defy God. She unlaces her top and drops it, her ivory skin is perfect. Her breasts are beautiful, her n*****s are a soft pink and I want to taste them.

She chuckles and pulls her remaining clothes off.. Her beautiful flower is hairless. Like nothing I’ve ever seen before, her petals glisten in the candle light and I gulp.

“Jasper… I will explain everything… But first you must make a choice. Accept me or reject me.” She says with warning.

“Your Gods aren’t who you think they are, the humans use it to control and manipulate simple folk like you.” She chuckles.

“There are Gods and Goddesses, yes. They aren’t who you think they are.” She moves closer to me and her sweet scent is intoxicating.

I try to peel my eyes off her perfect body.

As she talks her breasts move and bounce they are glorious.

“I am confused.” I manage to choke out like some pathetic boy… I am a man. “I will not be ordered around by you!” I growl at her. She

chuckles darkly.

“Jasper you have 24 hours, I will give you what you need until then you make up your mind but by tomorrow, I expect an answer.”

She swiftly leaves me reeling.

What should I do?