Dracula's Groom

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: Dracula's Kiss

Nathan

Standing in the presence of a man who is neither vampire nor human but a creature of the night. Dracula takes me in his arms as water continues to cascade down upon us. Strong hands, powerful arms, a chiseled frame and a hard cock that nudge's against my thigh. But it's my own body that trembles now in the moment, a preview of what's to come. The titillating seduction of power, strength and sex fill my mind with images as Dracula continues his quest for blood.

I feel his fingers press deep into my skin, holding my entire body in check so that I cannot move. Looking out from my peripheral vision, his head slowly begins to incline towards my throat as the fear of the unknown begins to rage its battle from within. Soon my heart begins to increase, my breathing becomes labored. I try to remain calm. That I won't panic at the last second and chicken out.

"Relax," he whispers in my ear, nearly making me jump. "You're in good hands."

Easy for you to say. "Sorry."

"I can stop if you want. All you have to do is say the word."

"No. This is something I must do for myself. I just...I need a minute to regain my composure."

"Take all the time you need."

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Staring at your neck. Watching the carotid artery pulse rapidly just below the surface."

"And it won't kill me when you puncture it?"

"Not at all. If the vein is tapped just right, you can control the blood flow. No mess, no fuss."

"I'm sorry if I'm rambling. My nerves are acting up."

"Nonsense. It's in a human's very nature to be scared at a time like this. I mean, how often does a human offer themselves to a vampire, in a bathroom shower of all places?"

"My guess would be zero."

I heard a smile in his voice. "Are you ready?"

I swallowed hard. "Y—Yes."

All was quite around me except for the beat of my own heart. My breath halted in my lungs as I felt the brush of his lips against my skin. The tip of his tongue washed over the spot in an attempt to sterilize the bite wound he was getting ready to execute. Then I felt a nibble at my throat, something long and sharp as it poked and prodded along the vein. And as it weird as it may have felt to some people, it felt almost sexual to me.

Then I heard growl. A growl that sounded almost predatory in nature. This was it. This was the moment that I'd been waiting for. After watching every movie about vampires from Interview with a Vampire to Nosferatu, it was now finally happening. I closed my eyes and gave into him as I waited for the strike. Two fangs going in deep, biting into my throat as if he were taking a bite out of an apple.

I felt my blood leave with every sucking pull coming off the vein and to my surprise. There was no pain. Only pleasure. My body was rocked by it. I moaned at the sensation, the blood drinking, and the water. All I knew was that I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More of him. His lips massaging my throat as they formed a tight seal over the wound. But when it was over, and I knew he was finished, my hope for satisfaction dwindled like a flame being snuffed out.

On the last pull, he removed his fangs from my throat, leaned his head back and roared as I braced myself against his chest. I could see the few droplets of blood that lingered on his bottom lip and the pearly white fangs that seemed almost bigger up close in personal. He cradled me in his arms as he took a breath before lowering his eyes to meet mine. Damn his green eyes were electric, almost eerie. Like death warmed up, literally.

"More." I heard myself say. "Please."

He smirked. "Not tonight, bebelus. You've had quite enough experience for one day."

"When will it happen again?"

He laughed. "Not anytime soon, I assure you."

Strange that I would feel sad now after what I just went through. On the other hand, I was feeling horny. I glanced down at the space between us and noticed how rocked hard he really was. Long, unyielding, and built like granite his cock acted like a rod between my legs. I licked my lips when I felt a finger massaging my neck as the two holes began to heal immediately. I marveled at the power of his blood and what it could do at a time like this.

My hand traveled south past his chest, over his abs and grasped the shaft of his cock as his body became still and he groaned. Ah. I have him right where I want him now. I looked up and saw his eyes staring at me, his fangs pinching the skin along his bottom lip just enough to shed a droplet of blood. I don't know what came over me after that. I lunged for his lips as he grabbed my shoulders in an attempt to stop me, but I wouldn't let him.

Tremendous power coursed through my body like a lightning bolt as the blood smeared across my tongue. Images of old and new ravaged through my mind as I forced to steel myself against the mental onslaught. So much killing, so much bloodshed. Centuries of war fought on far away battlefields while men with swords and shields fell to their deaths crying out in agony. I could almost smell the smoke that clung in the air. Feel the fire that turned the bodies to dust.

And when it finally ended. The look on Dracula's face was a combination of shock, anger and dread all rolled into one. He left the shower without saying a word as I turned off the water and grabbed a towel from nearby. Back in the room, Dracula paced around at the foot of the bed. His lips muttered furiously as the lines along his forehead grew worse. I reached out to touch him as he turned his head to me and bared his fangs.

"Don't touch me!"

"I'm sorry. I—"

"Do you have any idea what you've just done? What you've just seen?"

"No. But I can fathom a guess and say that you been through hell and back."

"Hell?" He scoffed. "Hell is what I am. And those memories blood memories are living, breathing, thriving hell. You shouldn't have done what you did. You were ready for it yet."

"Then make me understand, Dracula. Why else would you keep dragging me along after all this time?"

He gritted his teeth out of anger as he turned to face the window and pulled apart the curtains. The moonlight pierced the room with its silvery white light as Dracula stood in front of it with his back to the city. Then he parted his lips and took a breath as he calmed himself down just enough to retract his fangs and control his fury. My heart skipped a beat as I waited. The anticipation of what was to come next shook me most of all.

"Because I love you."

Author's Note: Hello my lovelies!!! I hope you all are having a good day. If not, then hopefully this chapter will cheer you up. :) The next book that I plan to update is The Devil's Mark. I really have to finish that book so that I can start on the next one in the series. I'm really hoping that I can finish it before the end of this year because I did not think it would take me this long. LOL. Anyways, I'm off to get the mail. Love you all.