Free 2#Awakened by the Vampire Prince (Flower) by Charlene Hartnady

she
couldn’t shake the feeling of unease.
    He
never fully gave of himself. There seemed to be something missing from his
smile, from the way he touched her. Sometimes it felt like he was thinking of
someone else.
    Sure
he had rutted with some of the servers over the years but it had only been her
for the longest time. There was no one else. She would know it if there was.
    Desire
flared in his blue orbs and he pulled his own robe from his magnificent body.
Her flower filled with nectar as she caught sight of the length of him.
    “Stay
where you are,” she whispered. Keto lay on his back in the middle of their
large, round bed. His hands were clasped behind his head. Her prince shook his
head, making to rise.
    “Let
me ride you.” She tried to keep her voice in a low, seductive purr.
    He
smiled as he shook his head again. “I like to take you from behind.”
    “Just
this once.” She heard the whine in her voice. It irritated her.
    There
was a timid knock at the door.
    “Leave
it.” Keto growled, he had moved to his knees. His root jutted from between his
narrow hips.
    Cheri
fixed her robe. “I’ll make it quick. I had one of the servers check on Esral.
She looked a little shell shocked earlier.”
    He
sighed heavily but nodded.
    Cheri
made for the door. Glendril stood on the other side as expected. “I hope I
wasn’t disturbing.” She clasped her hands in front of her and dipped her eyes
to her feet.
    Cheri
closed the door behind her. She didn’t want Keto privy to this conversation.
“What did she say?”
    The
female relayed her conversation with the princess.
    “Interesting,
so you think she’s hiding something? Someone maybe?”
    Glendril
shrugged. “I can’t say for sure but it seems that way.” The female looked down
at her boots and chewed on her lip.
    “Out
with it.” Cheri tried to keep the irritation from her voice.
    “She
definitely wasn’t happy.”
    Cheri
had to work hard to suppress a smile. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth,
the princess had no idea what it was like to want for something. She’d always
been a spoiled little brat. Cheri had always wished that she could be the
princess. To live in the royal oak, admired and respected by all. It was a wish
she had thought was out of reach. Not anymore. It was so close now that she
could taste it. With Esral out of the picture, her life would be all the more
sweeter.
    “Why
do you hate her so much?” Glendil asked.
    “I
don’t hate her.” Cheri lied. “She will be my sister one day very soon. I want
her to be happy.”
    This
seemed to appease the female who nodded. “I will inform you of any information
I may discover”—she paused—“as long as I know it is to help Esral.”
    “Of
course, Glendril. I assure you that I have the best of intentions.”
    Glendril
smiled.
    Cheri
couldn’t wait for that sniveling brat to be mated and gone. It was a big, fat
bonus that the spoiled princess would be miserable. After seeing how the
vampire prince had looked at the princess earlier today, she would bet cold,
hard cash that there was something between the two of them. She’d only been
having a bit of fun earlier when she mentioned that Xavier had tried to rut
her. On this thought, she couldn’t help but to smile broadly.
    “You
need to know that I admire you greatly, Cheri.” The server smiled at her. Her
large, brown eyes were filled with awe. “Who would’ve ever thought that a lowly
server could one day become queen? It gives the rest of us hope.”
    Pride
surged inside Cheri. “You speak like you have no hope of ever achieving
anything.”
    “It’s
not that”—the female chewed on her lip for a few beats—“it’s just that I’m not
nearly as strong as you are. Please remember us when you take up your place on
the throne. It is not easy wearing yellow…being a female.”
    “I
know,” Cheri remarked. She knew all too well what the role entailed. “There are
a number of vampire elites staying at Pulamor, and even