Vampires Dead Ahead

SEVENTEEN



As soon as they entered the brownstone, Elizabeth followed him upstairs. What an amazing twenty-six hours it had been, Volod thought. To capture and turn Rodán, and now to have taken control of the Paranorm Council.

It was time for a reward.

After he strode through a door into the bedroom of his suite and Elizabeth had closed the door behind them, he said to her, “Take off your clothing.”

She paused and just looked at him. “Why?”

Volod narrowed his gaze and spoke with deadly calm. “You know better than to ask. Simply do as I have instructed.”

Elizabeth seemed to make up her mind. Her demeanor changed and she slowly undressed as if teasing him with every movement. She let her hands slide over her body as she slipped out of her long emerald-green gown, which matched the color of her eyes.

By the way she met his gaze and touched her breasts ever so lightly, it was clear she was attempting to seduce him. When she finished undressing she started to walk toward where he stood near the door to the suite.

“Stand on the rug.” He gestured toward the large oval rug at the foot of the massive bed. “And let down your hair.”

Elizabeth obeyed, reaching up and pulling out the pin that held the curls in place. Her long red hair tumbled over her shoulders down to the small of her back. He felt an ache of need as he studied the stunning, naked female.

When a knock sounded at the door, Elizabeth looked casually in that direction, a smirk on her face. Likely she thought he had chosen her alone to join him in his bed tonight.

Volod sensed Monique on the other side of the door. “Enter.”

Monique looked vaguely surprised to see Elizabeth, naked.

Volod gestured toward the rug. “Take off your clothing, put on the items laid out for you on the bed, and join Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth’s eyes widened. Monique’s lips parted as if she was going to say something.

“Now.”

Monique glanced at Elizabeth before she started to take off her own clothes. She had become accustomed to his insistence that in the brownstone she should wear elegant dresses that showed off her slim figure. She was to always appear as a lady.

Where Elizabeth wore gowns that reflected her station as a lady in a royal court centuries ago, Monique wore more modern dresses. Usually short enough to show off her legs from the middle of her thighs down.

Monique walked over to the bed. She removed the short black dress, as well as her stockings, panties, and bra. She looked at the items on the bed. Monique took a few moments to slide on the leather panties along with a skimpy bra made of thin leather strips encircling each breast. Small chains were attached and held the silver rings snugly in place around her nipples, emphasizing them.

She slipped on the high heels that would make her four inches taller than Elizabeth. There was a leather hood with a hole near the top. The face was completely open. At Volod’s instruction, Monique put the hood on and pulled her hair though the hole, making it appear there was a single ponytail coming out the top. The edges tightened around her face as she tied the laces behind.

Monique returned and stood on the rug beside the naked Elizabeth. Desire stirred inside Volod as he looked from one beautiful female to the other.

“Elizabeth.” Volod gave a nod in the direction of the bureau. “Take the two items in the top drawer out. You have used them before and know what they represent. Bring them back here and hand them to Monique.”

Elizabeth’s pale skin seemed to grow paler yet. From her expression he could tell that she realized what was going to happen—she had been there herself, decades ago. Only she had been in Monique’s position.

Shock then a sort of rebelliousness was in Elizabeth’s gaze. He liked that. The fact that she would hate what happened next stirred him only more.

Elizabeth returned to the rug holding a stainless-steel collar with rings fastened around it. A tiny padlock was attached to a hinged fastener.

“Elizabeth, on your knees.” Volod pointed to the floor. “Monique, put the collar on her.”

Only Monique looked surprised. Elizabeth knew all too well what was going to happen next. Anger radiated from her although she was clearly working to keep it hidden.

She shook her head. “No.” She almost shouted the word as she shoved Monique away from her.

“Subdue her, Monique.” Amusement flickered inside him—and lust. “Do whatever you need to do to get her on her knees.”

Monique approached Elizabeth, who stepped away, hatred on her features.

The Elvin Vampire’s power stirred within her, a palpable thing. For the first time Elizabeth looked concerned.

Monique raised her hands. Elizabeth gasped as invisible power wrapped around her. She struggled against a force they could not see.

“Bitch!” Elizabeth screamed. “You paranorm slut. Let me go!”

Elizabeth’s mouth slammed shut, Monique’s power taking away her ability to speak, effectively gagging her.

With her magic, Monique forced Elizabeth down onto her knees. She tried to get back up but Monique kept her in place. She held her hand under Elizabeth’s chin and forced it up to look at her.

Unable to move, Elizabeth steeled her features as she knelt, but her whole body shook as she waited for Monique to put the collar on her.

“Monique, I want you to release the power you hold over Elizabeth.” His eyes focused on the green-eyed redhead. “Elizabeth, do not struggle or you will feel my wrath. You know how this works.”

Monique let go of Elizabeth. Her head dropped.

“Head up,” Volod commanded.

Elizabeth’s head raised and she stared at Monique with a look of both fury and sadness.

Monique seemed to recognize the symbolism, that she was being elevated to Elizabeth’s former position. She was now Volod’s. She kept her features calm, but he felt a sense of excitement and satisfaction radiating from her.

“Give her the collar and leash, Elizabeth,” said Volod.

Elizabeth handed Monique the items.

“Now put the collar and leash on her, Monique. Lead her to the doorway and back over here.” Volod crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at Elizabeth.

Monique took the collar from Elizabeth. She opened it and placed it around Elizabeth’s neck. She secured it in place, closed the small padlock, and removed the key left in the lock. She then clipped on the leash. Elizabeth started to stand.

“I want you on all fours,” Volod commanded. “Walk her around the room now.”

Monique gripped the leash and started to walk but Elizabeth resisted. She pulled harder on the collar and began crawling slowly next to Monique.

Volod thought about the excitement of the vision before him. He loved the contrast of the power in Monique’s dress and the submissiveness in Elizabeth’s nakedness on the end of a leash.

The humiliation Elizabeth now felt gave him deep satisfaction. Another female Vampire had power over her. She avoided looking at Monique as she did what she’d been ordered to.

Monique led Elizabeth to Volod. When she was at his feet, she rose up onto her haunches. “Please, Volod.” She tilted her head. “Please don’t do this.”

Volod grabbed her by the collar and dragged her up high enough that he could put his face into hers. “I’ll always take care of you. That, you know.”

She licked her lips. “Yes.”

Volod kissed her, then he handed Monique the leash. “Now tether her collar to the ring on the frame at the foot of the bed. I want her facing me. Then join me in bed,” he added. “She will watch, first.”