Page 22 of You Will Obey

“Is everything alright, Sir?” Deijon asked as he entered the living room of our lavish hotel suite.

I turned to look at him and nodded. “Everything is fine, Deijon. Why don’t you go home and bring us something to wear for tomorrow when we return.” He could fly back to our home much faster than it would take for someone to drive.

He bowed. “Yes, Sir. Any outfit in particular you want me to bring?”

“Surprise me and be tasteful about it,” I said as I rose from the sofa.

“Yes, Sir.” He turned and left.

I was certain he’d be back before I would. I walked off onto the balcony of our penthouse suite and looked out over the city. It was beautiful, and the air was crisp, fresh, and flowed over my skin like a caress. Vampires and other supes could feel everything around us more keenly than any human could ever dream. Humans had no idea how lucky they were whenever they were chosen. What a gift becoming one of us was. I hoped Somchai would be wise enough not to reject it. Becoming a supe was a blessing and not a curse as some of my other sons once foolishly thought.

I looked up at the sky lit up with countless stars and it was so majestic. Even though I could walk during the day, and I did appreciate a blue sky shining with the sun and peppered with clouds, the night just called to me. Probably because I was a vampire. I turned in the direction that I needed to go and took off, flying towards Heaven’s Stone.

It took me an hour to reach her, which was significantly faster than if I’d gone by car. I combed my fingers through my hair as I walked up to the double French doors of her three-story mansion. Her home was a large estate, even grander than my own. Of course, I never needed nor wanted a home the size of a museum. As long as I had the amenities I desired, I was satisfied. The air had the scent of flowers, making it smell pleasant, even over the scent of fertilizer. The landscaping was immaculate, including topiaries shaped like animals. It was what I’d expect for an estate like this, plenty of extravagance. When I was still flying overhead, I even noticed a maze made from shrubbery in the back of the mansion along with two pools, a tennis court, and a lake. Excessive was what it was and a peek into the mind of the woman I was about to be facing.

The double doors opened before I could knock and a vampire in a servant’s uniform bowed his head to me. “Prince Théoden of New Haven, Princess Leona is expecting you, your Highness,” he said.

I entered the mansion and it was as ostentatious on the inside, even more so than on the outside. Marble pillars, a split grand staircase winding up to the other floors took centerpiece in the large foyer along with a fountain with a carved statue of women and men engaged in feeding. I stood before the fountain, admiring it for the piece of art that it was. Perhaps I’d get one of my own. I did have a fountain on the outside of my new home, but it was your standard cherubs. Nothing noteworthy. Something like this, or even with what I had in mind to replace my old one, would be very noteworthy and eye-catching.

“This way, your Highness.”

The voice of the vampire butler drew me away from the fountain and I nodded, following him as he led me up two flights of stairs and to another set of double doors, these made from oak.

“She is waiting, your Highness.” He gestured to the doors and left it up for me to open them.

I did and entered, closing the doors behind me. The bedroom was larger than most people’s homes, with more space than necessary and furniture and other decorations in it to fill the space. The air had a fragrant aroma of roses and… lilies? In the middle of the room was a huge bed, not as big as my own, but large enough to fit several bodies. And on the bed was a female vampire, one I presumed to be Leona. She was beautiful with golden hair flowing in waves down her back, some of it draped over her shoulder. Her lips were plump and painted red and her skin was like cream. Breasts ample with pink nipples I could see clearly through her sheer white robe. She had curves in all the places that would make my bisexual sons’ cocks leak with need. For me, I admired her body as I did that fountain and nothing more.

She climbed off the bed and sauntered toward me, her blue eyes raking over my body as she approached. She pressed her hands on my chest, then purred. “My… my… my… You are even more stunning in person than on television.”

I looked down at her. “Have you found the human?”

Leona smirked. “Well, aren’t you all business?” she teased and let her hand run down the length of my torso to my crotch. She used a finger to trace the length of my cock behind my pants. “Impressive, even soft. My mouth waters at the thought of seeing you fully engorged.”

“Leona, I am here to complete a transaction. I have already told you who your traitor is. I simply want the human. We really can bypass all of this,” I said and waved around her bedroom for emphasis.

“I have the human in my possession, Somchai Ananada.” She pursed her lips. “He is quite the beauty. I can see why you want him so much. My people tell me he put up quite the fight before being captured.”

“So, what now?” I asked, my tone conveying the boredom I felt.

She huffed and turned from me. “Take off your clothes,” she commanded.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I began to undress. She walked back over to her bed and I followed, stripping along the way. She sat down on the edge and watched as I removed my socks, which were the final article of clothing I had to discard. I stood before her in all of my naked glory, my cock limp between my legs.

Her eyes traveled from my face to my feet, then back up again and stopped at my cock. “What a lovely piece of pierced flesh you have there, Théoden.”

“It most certainly has brought pleasure to many men,” I commented.

“I look forward to being the first woman,” she said and undid her robe, letting it slip from her shoulders onto the bed. Leona was fully naked now as she scooted back and beckoned for me to follow. I climbed onto the bed and settled in next to her. She ran a finger over my chest and circled my nipple. “My goodness, you are perfect. My Queen’s words were not an exaggeration when she described you to me after your visit to England all those centuries ago. She said that you were stunning, one of the most beautiful men she’d ever laid her eyes upon. For centuries, I had only her words to go on until I saw you on television back in the fifties. You were opening a business then and ever since, I’ve wanted you in my bed.”

I smirked. “I’m afraid your wait was all for naught.”

She reached down, taking hold of my cock and began to stroke it slowly. “I’m a determined woman, Théoden. I always get what I want.”

“If it’s an erection out of me, I feel I must warn you that your efforts will be wasted,” I said. I could feel her hand on my cock, but the fingers were too delicate and the fact that they belonged to a woman did nothing for my arousal.

“I have my ways,” she said, then leaned down, taking me into her mouth.

I felt the pleasure, but still, I wasn’t rising to the occasion. She sucked and stroked my flesh for several minutes before pulling back in a huff. She released my flaccid cock in disgust and rose off the bed. She snatched up her robe and slipped it back on, but didn’t tie it.

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