Nyx: The Demon Princess

Second Birth

David woke up gasping. 

"Goddess! What—" He coughed from the sheer dryness of his throat. It took him a couple of minutes to regain his breath, and he wheezed a bit as he calmed down. David groaned and slowly sat up against the pillows, looking around the room.

It took him a moment to recognize the lamp on the bedside table and the lavish red carpeting and dark drapes drawn over the window. This was the hotel room. Laura's hotel room.

'How long was I asleep? What time is it?' He thought. He coughed a bit and rubbed his sore throat. 'And why do I feel so thirsty?'

The door opened up and Laura entered the room wearing a bright green dress that hugged her form. Her hair was down and she almost looked to be glowing for some reason. In her hand was a crystal glass filled with red wine.

"Good evening, David. I trust you had a wonderful sleep." Laura smiled.

"Danica, what...what happened?" David rasped. He held a hand to his head and winced. Why did everything he did sound so loud? "Damn, was everything a—"

"A dream? No, it wasn't. We had sex, David, and my you were a vigorous lover." Danica smirked. David looked at her with wide eyes.

"Wait, evening? How did it get to evening, it was night when we had sex." David said. He tried to stand, but a stumbled back onto the sheets, clutching at his stomach. There was a weird mixture of pain, and something similar to hunger pangs. A deep hunger pang that was well into the pain field as well.

"Here. Drink this." Danica came over to him and sat on the bed with the glass of wine in hand.

"Wine? Danica, it's too early to have wine." He told her, but she pressed the glass into his hand. The red liquid was oddly alluring. It made his dry throat flare up and his stomach grumble a bit louder.

"Hush and drink. You'll need your strength."

David reached out with pale, clammy hands to grasp the glass and lifted it to his lips with Laura's assistance. The first sip tasted strange. It was a bit metallic, not like wine at all, though regular wine wasn't something to marvel at even though high society people drank it all the time. But as the drink poured over his tongue, that metallic aftertaste went away and the most wonderful flavor washed over his tongue. Sips soon turned into gulps, and he drank down the glass entirely. It was euphoric. He could feel the warm liquid slide down his throat and pool in his stomach, making him feel warm.

"Wow, this is really." David hummed, now sounding and feeling a lot better. Danica took the glass from him and placed it on the table. "What kind of wine is this?"

"I'll tell you about it later. How are you feeling?" She asked.

"L-Like hell. I feel a little better after that drink, but I still feel so weak." He said.

"You've been sleep since last night. You've had a bit of a fever, but it's passed now. Not exactly the way I wanted to end off our wonderful night, but it's to be expected." She shrugged. "Do you remember anything?"

David shrugged. "I do remember us having sex, which was amazing by the way. Then near the end I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I don't know what it was exactly..."

"That was me biting you."

"Oh, okay." David nodded. Then he paused. "Excuse me?"

"That pain was me biting you when we climaxed. I thought the best moment to bite you was at that moment. You climaxing made the blood flow faster." Danica said calmly, as if her words made sense.