The Kings Series #1 His Beauty Queen novel Chapter 15

"I hate airplanes." She blurted out. She really did and had no qualms letting Alexander know.

Planes have cramped spaces and they have the smallest toilet one could ever find. And not to mention the snoring people around. She didn't mean to sound like a brat. Her experience was based on the pervs from her past trying to cop a feel. Taking advantage of the limited area.

"You will love this one, mia anima." He smiled at her. God! He looked so incredible. She blushed with her memories of last night. They did it again in the shower. But just like before he didn't go all the way. Why?

"I would love to know what you are thinking about that made you red as a ripe tomato, baby girl. Care to tell me?" He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly. She was glad they were inside a car and there was a panel separating them from the driver.

"Umm...about last night." Jeez! When will she stop blushing?

"What about last night, mio amore?" He glanced at her. Amusement dancing in his gray eyes.

"Why did you...I mean you did not...arg! Xander! You know what I mean," she pouted. Frustrated at him.

"Why I didn't put my cock inside you?" God! He was so blunt. Shyly, she shook her head yes. He pulled her tighter to him and he kissed her temple. "I am waiting for the right time, mio angelo. Soon."

"In the meantime, we will keep on doing...that?" Sometimes she wished she could be bold.

"You mean oral sex?" He nodded. "Goddess, yes! I don't want to die of blue balls, my love. Besides, you are the one and only woman I've done that with."

She turned her head so fast towards him she was sure she got whiplashed. "You are joking." With his looks, he can have any woman he wanted. But as she peered into his stormy gray depths, she realized he was serious. "Why, darling?"

"Because I am very picky. You are the only one I want to make love with, to fuck, to have sex. Any type of intimacy that you want. I only want you, mia anima. You are my soulmate." Aww. His confession satisfied her so. She pulled him down to her. Meeting his soft lips.

She would be an expert at kissing soon. He groaned at her touch which made her giddy with power. Only she can do this to him. No one else.

Alexander cursed at someone knocking on their door. She giggled. They didn't realize the car had stopped.

"We can continue later," she invited.

"Oh yes, we will." He smirked. She blushed. Again. Damn these cheeks.

He got out of the car first then held out his hand for her to help her exit the Limousine and gasped at the sight before her.

"You have your own plane?" How rich was he?

"Well, we own North American Airlines but we do have several private jets." She was floored by his admission. Realization whacked her like cold water. She got nothing to offer him but herself. She pulled at his arm to stop him.

"Alexander, you know that...I don't want you to think I am after your money." She gazed up at him. "I love you because you complete my soul. I want you to know that." His smile broadened to full grin at her words.

"Goddess! How am I supposed to exceed that, mia anima?" He was looking at her in wonder like she created the sun, moon, and stars. He cupped her face and touched his forehead to hers. She really loved his fathomless eyes. "I love you so much my soulmate." He kissed her lips reverently. So soft and tender. So full of love.

"Hey, keep it PG here," Xander growled at the interruption. Focusing his attention on the intruder of their moment.

"Can't a man kiss his future wife in peace?" He snarled at the man.

She had not seen this guy before. He looked so classically handsome with his curly blond hair and ice-blue eyes. He was as tall as her handsome man.

"Good evening to you too, Alexander." Blondie's voice was smooth with a hint of a Russian accent.

"Xavier, I would like you to meet my soulmate, Anna." Xander wrapped his arm around her waist. Not giving her the chance to go to Xavier.

"A pleasure to meet you, my lady." Really? What are these people? From medieval times? First Baxter. Now, this Xavier.

"Hi, Xavier," she waved at him since she couldn't shake his hand.

"He is a doctor, mia anima. He will be joining us to help care for your sister."  Xander informed her as they boarded his jet. The cabin crew greeted them.

"Thank you so much for coming to help us, doctor. My baby sister needs your medical expertise." She was so worried about Mish. Her lungs got weaker and weaker after each bout of infection.

"How old is she?"

Alexander buckled the seatbelt for her before he settled beside her. Xavier took the seat opposite theirs.

"She is sixteen, doctor. She had asthma and recurring pneumonia since she was a toddler. I think her lungs were underdeveloped because she was born pre-mature. My other sister, Anna Marie informed me that she had been confined to her bedroom for a week now. She had seen doctors over the years but no medicine could cure her permanently. My youngest sister is quite the loner. And because of her illness, she was homeschooled. Her only solace was music. She told me that she had to compose for her beloved." Anna paused, realizing she was rambling. Sometimes she has the tendency to word vomit.

"Her what?" The man in front of her tensed. She had his full attention.

"My sister, she composes songs for her beloved. She told me her vampire king comes to her in her dreams. She really believes she will be his queen. I think she's watching too much vampire diaries." She made a face, preferring the werewolf stuff more.

"And before I came to the states, I was reluctant to leave her. In her delirium, she told me that she woke up her beloved to be with her. It creeped me out." She shuddered. Remembering the night she woke them. Sometimes, Mish was out of this world.

She noticed all the people inside the plane were listening to their conversation. Even the doctor was immobile. Probably assessing that her sister was experiencing extreme hallucinations. Her heart constricted. She would do anything for her sister to get better.

"Do you think her sickness is getting worse, doc?" She asked. Afraid. Waiting for his opinion. The doctor's eyes were full of worry, bordering on bleakness.

"From now on, my task is to take care of your sister, my lady. I won't rest until I find a cure for her." She giggled despite the seriousness of his words. She couldn't help it. He sounded so ancient, so opposite to his English sophisticated boyish looks.

"What is it, baby girl?" Xander placed his hand at the back of her chair, squeezing her shoulder.

"Doc sounds so ancient," she whispered in his ear.

"You have no idea," Alexander whispered back. Pecking her lips to distract her since the private jet was about to take off.

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Xavier

The Vampire King

Could it be? That after centuries of waiting he finally found his beloved? The poppet that turned a lady over the years in his dreams. Damn! He hoped so. He had been alone long enough. The feeling of hollowness, the emptiness was killing him slowly. He had suffered from these afflictions for far too long.

He remembered his last hibernation, a fragile girl woke him from his deep slumber ten days ago. Prior to that, a decade ago, he started having dreams of a little girl. He had vivid dreams of her. In the moonlight, they were dancing. She coaxed him from his reclusion. He had gazed into the facets of her eyes. He knew then and there she was his.

He was suddenly awakened after decades of recuperation. And was devastated that she was not beside him to hold when he woke up.