When I woke up in his bed, it was a king's size bed with gothic skull red and black sheets laid. I looked up and couldn't find him anywhere, and I panicked, thinking he had left me and gotten tired of me. He didn't know me from anywhere, but why did I feel the need for him to be with me?
I meant nothing to him, and I was a total stranger to him. Who the hell was I kidding when everyone never wanted me and those who did always left and never looked back? While deep in my thoughts, I hadn't noticed when the door had opened and he—I didn't know his name—walked in, carrying a large tray of food in his hand.
Hey, he called out. As he walked closer to where I was and looked at me with his eyes, communicating with his eyes whether I wanted him to place the tray of food on my lap, and I nodded.
And he did, placing the food carefully on my lap and shifting away from me by giving me some space, and I felt hurt for what he did and when I voiced my feelings. He apologised, came closer to me, and sat on the bed.
So little girl, did you enjoy your sleep throughout the night? I was flushed by his words.
Yes, I did, as I cleared my throat and spoke to him. I said, Thank you for the breakfast in bed, showing my appreciation for his being considerate in serving me breakfast, which was kind of him.
You're welcome, little girl, he said, and he looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole. And brought his fingers towards my hair, stroked my hair, and pushed the strands of hair behind my ears.
Fuck, I want to eat you whole, little human, he said. I can't wait until you fully accept me as mine because you drive me crazy and nuts at the same time, Angel.
Don't look at me like that, I cautioned him, and first of all, I am never going to be yours, I said.
Who told you you weren't mine? he asked me. You were mine the moment the goddess destined us to be together, and now you're mine forever. You don't want to upset Daddy now, right, little girl, he said.
When he asked me and I didn't respond back, he then wrapped his hand around my neck, applying some kind of pressure to it, which turned me on and scared me at the same time, which made me moan out loud.
He chuckled and smiled at me, almost like he was grinning at me. He was ravishingly handsome, and I couldn't stop thinking that he looked like some sort of male model. Everything about him posed confidence, and he looked so yummy.
Fuck, I couldn't help but take a good look at the way he was structured and crafted by the maker himself. He had an evil look in his eyes, but when he stared at me like the only woman in the world he could kill for, I was beyond pleased.
He had full lips, arched, thick eyebrows, and a nose that cost a fortune to have in plastic surgery. His skin was as smooth and even as a month-old baby's. He had grey eyes, which was almost black when his vampire side wasn't taking over.
He had a structured cheekbone and an abs that shone in the light, as he was shirtless before me and never bothered to even try on a shirt. He didn't care, as he said that I was his and that meant seeing everything.
So what do you want to do today, little one? he asked me.
Hmmm, I think I would love to know more about you. Don't you think I said
Okay, what are the things you would love to know about me? he said.
Firstly, I suggested your name, age, and so on.
My name is Dimtri Dracula Grey. I am 10,000 years old and the oldest vampire to have lived. My parents are dead and were killed by the people that I loathed and who also kidnapped you.
I gasped and took my hand in his and clasped our hands together, and I tried to comfort him using what I knew best. I comforted him, and in my own human nature, he began speaking and telling me everything that I needed to know, including the prophecy.
I wasn't really surprised at all, as I knew little details about it, but his telling me all that I needed to know felt like he was trying to build a trust bond between the both of us.
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After eating my breakfast, Dracula ran me a bath and bathed me. You could say that I got fingered in my pussycat as his fingers stretched my greedy cunt and had my pussy eaten like a starved madman. When I came out, there was placed a lingerie set on the bed with some sweatshirts and a mini skirt.
Who was he kidding to be wearing that short skirt, and couldn't he see my body to identify me, as my parents weren't lenient enough to allow me to dress or do anything as I wanted. But here was a man who I didn't know was taking good care of me from yesterday and today, as he rescued me before I was murdered by the priestess in cold blood.
All the rumours that I had heard about him being a vicious man weren't even a quarter of the fawn stories that lingered and lurked around the kingdom. I got dressed up as he swept me off my feet and carried me downstairs to introduce me.
Hey, little one! He called out to me. Did you ever attend school or college? he asked me.
No, I said.
Why? I asked him. Because you speak properly compared to the other maidens, he said.
No, I didn't, as my parents thought it was a total waste of time, but I had to teach myself how to read and write when I would read whatever magazines were brought.
Oh, okay, little one, he said. I will have someone come tutor you, and before you know it, you will be literate. Should I take care of your family? he asked me.
And I said, No." I know who he is and what he is capable of. During the day, Dracula and I took our time to talk and chat and get to know more about each other. And when it was time for lunch, he prepared something delicious for lunch. Which I ate and had my fill of the delicious goodness.
I sat on the sofa while we watched some series and talked while the TV was on. When the time had passed, I decided to call it a day and get to bed, as he cuddled close to me so that he could sleep; that's his excuse.
But knowing I was tired, I just left it and cuddled very close to him, and before I knew it, I saw myself in a wonderland of beautiful dreams.
