A Vampire's Slave

XXXIII

My eyes fluttered opened as a yawn escaped from my lips. I sat up as the silk duvet rolled off my body, falling upon my lap. A sudden stir from the left of me caused me to look at Eron who was sound asleep. His bare chest showing with his hair covering his eyes.

How long were we asleep?

I glance towards the tall window, all I could see were the heavy burgundy curtains that blocked any light from outside. The only light that could be seen is from the fireplace. The fire which Eron set before we-

I suddenly felt a graze upon my arm which startled me so.

"Apologies, I did not mean to startle you. What were you thinking about?" Eron asked of me as he stared at me with those blueish-green eyes.

"Our love" I spoke as I bent down to kiss him upon the forehead.

As I raised back up, he grabbed my face again, placing a kiss upon my lips.

"I thought so. I hope I pleased you as you did me" Eron spoke as he threw the duvet off of him. He swung his legs off the bed, grabbing his beige robe which laid on the bench in front of the bed.

"Very much so" I spoke as a smile spread across my face.
I cannot believe I done so well on something I have never done before.

Eron smiled even brighter as he tied his robe. He than went to window, drawing back the curtains to reveal the afternoon sun.

"I am hungry, are you?"  Eron spoke.

I have never been asked if I was hungry. I was never asked if I was sleepy for that matter.

"Yes, quite" I spoke truthfully.

"Well then, let's have a washing and then we can grab something to eat. Perhaps I'll take you hunting."

"Hunting?" I spoke, reminiscing about the time I had to hunt down a rat because I was so hungry. It was so much fur and blood...

"Yes, in our wolf form"

"Oh, that seems interesting" I spoke.

"Yes, we can go out into the woods and hunt."

"Let's make that for dinner, perhaps that bowl of soup I was made when I first met you?" I spoke, sudd rly having the craving for it.

It was the best thing I have ever tasted. There is many things that I wish to taste, but eating a rat, I would like to wait a few moments longer before doing that. Just thinking of Farrah pouncing on the thing, ripping it to pieces, just as I did when I was starving for three days. That was when Callicus believed that I was a vampire that I my survival instincts would instantly kick in and I would suck the blood from the animal.

The look upon his face we he saw that I ate the whole thing.

"Alright then, let's wash and I'll have one of the servants to fix you that bowl of soup, we can get in the east garden, get some fresh air"

I nodded pleasingly as I arose from out of the bed, following Eron into the washing room.

After properly washing our bodies, Eron was done before me, I stayed in the tub longer. Thinking about what I had done to Callicus. I would think to feel remorse. To feel guilty.
But I felt...nothing.
I felt like I didn't do anything wrong. Not a piece of guilt was eating at me and I started to feel guilty..for not feeling guilty.