Warning, mature content
Chapter 31
Kol sat in the garden, looking up at the night sky. It was peaceful here, unlike inside. As usual, Lucien had been more than eager to see Fay and he had taken her to his bedroom as soon as she had been ready. In times like these, Kol wasn't too happy about his vampire hearing. Not that he minded listening to Fay, but she deserved some privacy. That time belonged to her and Lucien.
The whole thing with Lucien and Tristan had seemed strange to Kol at first, but he could now see their dynamics. They were a family. Granted, a very weird family, but who was he to judge. He had done all kinds of things in the bedroom during his long life. Things that most people hadn't even heard of. Not to mention his own family wasn't exactly stable either. No, he had no room to judge.
In fact, he enjoyed his life now. For the first time in his life, he felt accepted the way he was. And most of all, he wasn't alone anymore. He turned his head as he picked up Fay's scent. She was walking towards him, barefoot and wearing only a white nightgown.
"Hello, darling," he greeted her.
She smiled and twirled her hair around her finger.
"Papa."
Kol rolled his eyes.
"I really wish you would stop calling me that."
She giggled and hopped in front of him. He looked at her as she sat on his lap, as she sometimes did. Not that he minded, he enjoyed her closeness. She made herself comfortable, placing her hands on his shoulders to keep her balance.
"Are you hungry, sweetheart?" he asked, although he already knew the answer. He was aware how much she enjoyed his blood. Not to mention it was good for her.
She nodded eagerly.
"Very hungry."
He smiled and touched her cheek.
"Let's see what we can do about that."
Her eyes darkened as he offered her his wrist.
"Go ahead, darling."
She licked her lips before sinking her fangs into his wrist. He let out a groan, putting his other hand on her hip, pulling her closer. As always, she drank greedily, but she stopped as soon as he moved his wrist. Her eyes were closed and she shivered, enjoying the last drops in her mouth. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at him smiling.
"Thank you, papa."
"You're welcome," he hummed and handed her a handkerchief. "You messy girl."
She bit her bottom lip and leaned closer.
"Should I be punished?"
Yes. They both knew that he wanted her, but she wasn't just any girl. Things were more complicated with her.
"Are you sure, darling?" he asked. "You know that you don't have to?"
He asked those questions every time, wanting to make sure that he wasn't doing anything she didn't want him to do. She was maybe wild and untamed, but she was also fragile and vulnerable. A very special girl. He had certainly learned that during the time he had spent with her. There was something strangely calming about her. Something that had awoken his protective side. He could certainly understand why Lucien and Tristan were so attached to her. She smiled at him and cupped his face.
"My papa."
He was just about to once again ask her to stop calling him that, but she kissed him before he managed to say anything. That was all he needed to know before sweeping her into his arms. He took her mouth and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he held her crushed against his chest. She didn't allow that for long, she didn't like to feel trapped. He groaned as her teeth gave him a painful reminder for that. She giggled and licked her bloody lips.
"That was naughty," he groaned.
She smiled as she stood up.
"Punish me then," she hummed and started running, using her vampire speed.
He went after her and followed her to the woods. She was fast, he wouldn't have caught her if she wouldn't have slowed down. This time he remembered her limits and zoomed in front of her instead of catching her from behind. She smiled like a cat and jumped on him, making him losing his balance. As soon as he fell on his back, she straddled him.
"I want to play," she hummed and leaned down to kiss him. "Did you miss me, papa?"
"Yes, but for the last time, don't call me... god!"
Her hand was in his pants and she was stroking his member.
"God, Fay," he panted. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Maybe," she hummed and leaned down to kiss him again.
Her hand continued torturing him until he climaxed.
"You naughty girl," he panted. "Now I really need to punish you."
She cried out as he rolled her on her back and lifted the hem of her nightgown. She was already wet and she let out a loud moan as he started licking her. She tasted amazing and her sensual moans were so arousing that he could have continued this the whole night. Her fingers dug into his scalp and her moans were getting louder as she was getting close to her climax. Finally, she screamed, her orgasm exploding around his tongue. He was more than pleased with himself as he lifted his head.
"Did we learn our lesson, darling?" he hummed smugly.
She smiled and shook her head.
"No, papa. You need to punish me again."
He chuckled and touched her cheek.
"You really are quite something. I don't believe that I've ever met anyone like you, sweetheart."
She didn't reply, she just smiled at him. Sometimes he still couldn't believe that this was the same girl he had met all those centuries ago. Not that there was much left of that girl, she was something completely different now. Something magnificent. If only Nik would know what he had simply thrown away... Someday he would and he would most certainly regret it.
