She sat up and swung her legs around, resting her feet on the floor. She eyed the area of the closet where her lingerie was. There were some risqué items hanging. She pushed up and strode over. A plan was forming in her mind.
She would seduce her vampire.
Stormey wasn’t above using her body to get what she wanted, and that was for her vampire to at least like her.
Love could come later.
Stormey’s hand landed on a black lace dress. She grinned and held it up. She spun around and knew this plan of hers could work. What hot-blooded woman—vampire—could resist a sexy, curvy woman who was barely dressed?
Stormey raced out of the closet and placed the delicate dress down on her bed. She walked over into her bathroom and stripped her clothes off. She threw her shower cap on and jumped in the shower. She grew giddy at the thought of what Hegna’s face would look like when she saw her.
She quickly washed her body, scrubbing the day away. Tomorrow, Cici had promised to take her to the dining hall where the humans ate their meals. She smiled, excited about meeting them.
Once she was done, she cut the water off and snagged her towel that was waiting on the hook outside the shower. She dried off as best as she could before wrapping the plush towel around her. She left and went over to the vanity where her lotions and perfumes had been placed. After moisturizing her body, combing out her braids until her hair hung down her in soft waves, she even applied simple makeup. She wasn’t a professional at it, but she tried her best, and she looked damned good.
Satisfied, she went back into her bedroom and stood before her bed. She stared down at the beautiful lace dress. She had never worn anything like this before. She fingered it, tracing the stitching.
“You can do this, girl. Claim your vampire,” she whispered to herself. The dress had a low neckline, and with her overly large breasts, her cleavage was going to be on display. She had boobs for days and wasn’t ashamed of them at all. When she was younger, kids would tease her, but she now knew those girls were just jealous that she had blossomed before they had. She slid the dress on and had to adjust it. “What is going on?”
She walked over to the mirror and chuckled. She had to reposition her breasts and straighten out the dress. It fit her well. She gasped as she took herself in. Her boobs looked amazing. With the sheerness of the material, her areolas were on display. Her nipples beaded into taut buds, pressed against the soft material. She bit back a moan at the feeling. Her figure appeared hourglass as her waist tapered slightly then her hips had a grand flare.
Stormey stepped back and didn’t recognize herself at all.
Who was this woman staring back at her?
She turned around and giggled. Her backside was basically left out. There was a corset backing that she had tied as best as she could. A ‘V’ opening at the bottom of the dress exposed her ass.
Her face warmed at the thought of why someone would need easy access to their bottom. She pressed her hands to her cheeks and laughed.
It wasn’t like she was a virgin. She’d had sex before and had even enjoyed it, but it had been a long while since she had liked someone enough to gift them an invite into her bed.
“Showtime,” she announced. She took one last look at herself and tilted her chin up. She was smoking hot. Hegna was not going to be able to resist her.
She went back into her closet and found a robe. Jasper was standing outside her door, and it would not be appropriate for him to see her as she was. She was sure he would know why she was going over to Hegna’s room, but she was sure he’d keep his mouth shut.
Stormey went over to her door and cracked it open. Sure enough, Jasper, in his royal guard attire, stood posted.
“Is there something you need, my lady?” he asked, glancing to her. He was a black vampire with deep-brown skin. His hair was kept cut short to his head, and he, like the other guards, was massive and tall.
“Has the princess returned to her quarters?” she asked.
“No, my lady. She has not.”
“And you can let me in her room, right?” she asked. Stormey’s gaze flickered over to the doors that faced her room. She bit her lip and drew up the courage. It would be now or never.
“Um, my lady?” He raised an eyebrow at her.
“Has anyone told you that I’m not allowed in her room?” She stepped out of hers and shut the door behind her. She marched over to the wide double doors. They, too, were decorated with the Riskel family crest like her office doors. Stormey spun around and waited for a reply.
“No, my lady. There are no orders regarding you going into the princess’s private quarters.” He walked over to her, pulling a set of keys from his pocket. He slipped the appropriate key inside the lock and turned it. He pushed open the door. “The servants have already prepared her room for her arrival.”
“Thank you, Jasper.” Stormey grinned, sliding past him. She spun around and giggled. “Don’t tell her I’m in here. I want to surprise her.”
“Of course, my lady.” He gave a bow and headed back over to her room and took up his post.
She closed the door and leaned back against it. Her breath escaped her as she took in Hegna’s quarters. She was currently in the sitting room that had oversized couches that faced each other. The room had an old-world feel to it. She felt as if she’d been thrown back into the eighteenth or nineteenth century. Her room was slightly modernized, but this looked as if Hegna preferred an earlier time period.
Stormey eased off the door, eyeing the large fireplace that had a roaring fire burning bright. She continued her journey, finding the next room to be a cozy dining area. She wasn’t sure why a vampire who couldn’t eat food would need such a place. It was as tastefully decorated as the sitting room. On the round table sat a rectangular vintage silver platter with a beautiful brass goblet that was embossed with a lush floral design. Stormey stepped closer to the table and picked up a distinctive metallic smell.