SovereignsChoice by Evangeline Anderson

lose
their humanity.
    “Vampires can’t eat,” I blurt, before I think
about it.
    “This one can,” Aiden says, looking up from
a bite of pancake. “And I enjoy it greatly.”
    “But how?” I ask. “You’re not human
anymore.”
    “The same way I can tolerate sunlight.” He
gives me a predatory smile. “I assure you, Emma, there are a great many human
pleasures I enjoy.”
    My stomach does a flip as I consider the
implications of his words. Suddenly I’m not hungry anymore. I put down my fork
as butterflies continue to swoop in my stomach.
    Aiden frowns at me. “What’s wrong? Why
aren’t you eating?”
    “I’m not hungry,” I say. “Besides, this is really
fattening. I mean, it’s good, don’t get me wrong. But pancakes and bacon? Come
on, I haven’t eaten this stuff in years.” Not since I got out of high school
and made an effort to lose some weight, anyway.
    “Haven’t I told you that I like your
shape?” he asks sternly. “I want you to feel free to eat what you want, Emma.”
    “What, so I can get horribly fat and unattractive?”
    “You’ll never be unattractive to me. And I
like a woman with something to hold on to.”
    “I’m only here for a year,” I remind him.
“If I spend that time pigging out, I’ll never get married and have kids. I
mean, it’s bad enough that I’m a dud but…” I trail off as I see the burning
light in his eyes. He’s angry about something I’ve said—furious.
    “You’ve only been with me for a night and
you’re already thinking of finding a new Master?” he says in a low, dangerous
voice.
    “What? No!” I protest hastily. “But you and
I both know the term of Sacrifice only lasts a year. I mean, it’s not like
you’re going to want to keep me around after the time is up. Right?”
    Aiden’s eyes narrow and then he looks away,
the muscles in his jaw clenching. “Right,” he says tightly. Abruptly, he pushes
back from the table. “Breakfast is over,” he announces.
    Well all right. So much for making me eat
more. I push back from the table too. “What now?” I ask, though I’m almost
afraid to find out.
    “Back to the bedroom,” he says, rising and
throwing his linen napkin over his half-eaten plate. “I have one more thing for
you to wear while I’m gone today.”
    Before I can ask what it is, he is striding
from the room so fast I have to trot to keep up.

Chapter Eight
     
    The “one more thing” turns out to be a kind
of harness that straps around my thighs and presses up against my crotch like a
pair of weird leather panties. There is a hole in the crotch though, with
another, smaller harness as though something is meant to fit through it. Before
I can ask Aiden about it, he produces a slim flesh-colored dildo and holds it
up.
    “What’s that for?” I ask warily as he
kneels before me to finish strapping the harness in place around my thighs.
    “It’s to open you,” he replies, matter-of-factly.
“Spread your legs, Emma.”
    “What? You expect me to wear that all day
while you’re gone?” I cross my legs quickly. It might be slim but it’s still considerably
wider than his two fingers, which are the largest things I’ve ever had inside
me.
    “Of course I do.” He frowns at me. “How
else can I get you ready to accommodate my cock when I take you?”
    I can feel my cheeks getting hot at the
casual way he talks about fucking me. “I don’t know,” I confess at last. “But
you never said anything about me wearing a dildo all day long.”
    “Emma,” he says. “I’m simply trying to
break you in gently. Would you rather I threw you on the bed and took you here
and now, ready or not?”
    I bite my lip. “N-no,” I whisper. I might
have found a strange, twisted enjoyment in his mastery of me but I have no wish
to be raped.
    “I didn’t think so,” Aiden murmurs. “This
device will help you get used to being penetrated and filled.” He raises an
eyebrow at me. “And I don’trecommend cheating and