[Westley's POV]
I knew very well that my goal was to locate my future bride. However, should I inform my father after locating her? Was I supposed to protect her or to kill her for the safety of the Vampire Kingdom? I wasn't sure. But my gut instincts told me that my bride was likely at the Espugot Middle School's graduation ball. I had to find her first before I could think about the next step.
"Brandon, go over there. I'll search here." Brandon was our Royal Defender and the only person I could trust. I lowered my head and split the task up with him. When I glanced up, I saw a pair of gray-green eyes.
She was standing by the bar counter nearby. She was tall, with long, thick chestnut curls that fell over her shoulders and features that appeared cold and noble. However, she appeared deep in thought as she tugged at her gown. It seemed as if it didn't fit her well, as if it didn't belong to her.
It was as if Cinderella had put on a pair of crystal shoes. Her joy was mixed with a complicated sense of inferiority. The way she seemed to struggle to fit in caught my attention firmly. I had also felt this way often when I was in the palace.
She stared in my direction and appeared distracted. It seemed like she was deep in thoughts. I thought to myself that, if a young and handsome man in the human world noticed a girl like her, he would most definitely approach her to start a conversation. Then, as the night fell, he would bring her to a hotel for a stormy night.
Something was wrong, I realized. I was intrigued by her. This had never happened in the five hundred years I'd been alive. I had the urge to step into human society and to act out the urges a normal man would have, to approach and refill her glass.
However, right now, I knew my goals well and I needed to act on them immediately. Before I could move, I watched as another woman excitedly tugged her onto the dance floor.
The entire party was filled with young girls who wanted to act without restraint. This was the wonderful age at which they could be carefree. I didn't understand why she seemed so tense. She looked especially wary, as if the world was dangerous to her and she could easily become hurt. Hey, stop, stop thinking about her!
She was still there when I returned empty-handed. She seemed a little more at ease, and she was dancing happily. The smile on her face was drastically different from the guarded expression she had on earlier at the bar. Her eyes were closed as she followed the rhythm of the music and it seemed as though her body was controlled by notes.
I wasn't sure what's wrong with me tonight but I could not help but follow her with my gaze. She was both seductive and innocent, and she seemed to dislike the crowd around her. She was different from the women in the palace I always pushed away no matter how they threw themselves at me.
I watched as she lost her balance and nearly fell. I quickly stepped forward and caught her in my arms. She was especially light and soft. When she regained her balance, she opened her eyes and stared straight at me. I assumed she would thank me for catching her.
Instead, she asked "Can I kiss you?" This left me a little baffled.
Before I could answer, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed me… Her lips are so soft… It had been a long time since I kissed anyone. Just as my tongue reflexively probed deeper, she pulled back and leaned against my shoulder to dance slowly.
She desired intimacy, yet she resisted it. This only stirred my desire further.
Her body was hot all over and as she breathed against my ear, her warm breath was especially ticklish. I gazed at her beautiful neck. Her skin was especially smooth and fair.
I could almost see the blood rushing through her blue veins. I felt that her blood had to be different. Her blood was surely very sweet. I shifted to kiss her neck lightly and the sensation alone left me excited.
When she looked up at me again, I could not endure it any longer. I tugged her close and wrapped my arms around her to keep her from escaping. I then lowered my head, and kissed her reddish and heated lips.
I pried her lips open and intertwined our tongues together, sucking on it over and over again. The more she tried to push me away, the tighter I wrapped my arms around her. She appeared to enjoy the kiss very much and soon, she began to return the kiss gently. Her dress was short and it didn't suit her well. I felt that she was probably much more conservative than she had dressed. Still, her outfit suited this night well.
Her bare thighs were still moving with the music, rubbing against my legs from time to time. Every so often, her knees would inadvertently rub against my thighs. Her seemingly accidental, yet intentional movements left me unable to resist. I could feel my lower body responding. I wanted her! Tonight!
I couldn't stay here any longer. She was too dangerous. If I stayed any longer, my fangs would appear and expose me to everyone. Considering my new identity in human society, I could not afford such a risk.
Furthermore, I could feel two different forms of desires intertwining in my body. They were growing stronger and expanding. I could not endure it any longer. I tugged her with me as I headed out. She allowed me to drag her along and even ran to keep up with my pace. I felt her anticipation towards me. She desired me too.