Vladimir sent Isaac home after they had discussed matters during dinner. Juliet had been lying on the sofa for the longest time when Isaac was talking with Vladimir on his way out the door. Vladimir shut the heavy wooden doors before turning to spot Juliet in the living room. She was laying across the sofa, thinking about the sequence of events that had happened in the past few weeks. It scared her, yet, Vladimir was there for her. Unlike Lionel, who had been postponing his trip to come and see her. Maybe he was busy with work, she supposed. She looked up when she felt a hand smooth over her silk nightgown, laying affectionately on her knee that had been exposed by the fabric. "It is late, you should get some rest."
"Oh, I'm not tired, and it's fine, I'll just sit down here and..." Vladimir stopped her, putting a finger to her lips.
"Even if you do not rest in bed, you should still lay in bed. I will keep you company to make sure you're alright." Juliet blushed at his statement.
"Oh no, it's fine. I was thinking about taking a bath or shower before going to bed."
"Then I will wait." Vladimir smiled lightly as Juliet's cheeks flushed.
"Okay."
A little while later after Juliet had gotten upstairs and undressed, she hopped inside the shower to rinse off. She thought about Vladimir and what exactly his intentions were. He seemed so considerate and close when she thought it over. Did she really mean more to him than he was letting onto? She stepped out of the shower and dried off her body. She began to dry her hair off with another towel before opening the door from the bathroom to go back inside her room. She closed the door behind her, before turning and letting out a panicked yelp. Vladimir was laying on her bed, nonchalantly. "Hello Juliet." She blushed madly before crossing an arm over her exposed chest and pressing the small towel she had been drying her hair with against her lower region. "I thought that I would just wait here for you while you bathed. And now, here you are." He replied, getting up from his spot to walk toward her. "Why are you covering yourself? Are you shy in my presence?"
"N-no...it's just that I'm...I just took a...I-I'm uh.." She stuttered over her words before being closed in by Vladimir.
"Naked? I assume that is what you meant. But if you must know one thing, it's that I do not find bare bodies as an embarrassing sight. If anything, I find it" he began, swiftly taking the towel from her lower region, letting it fall to the ground. "Stimulating." Juliet caught her breath as Vladimir placed his hands on either side of her waist. "I saw your body once, but that time was a time when actions like this were not permitted. Now, I see you clearly. And your body? It is magnificent. And I am willing to take you for myself. Passionately and in this case, wild in my actions." Vladimir then threw Juliet onto the bed, before fixing her position, making her look up at him as he spread her arms out to look upon her fully. He lowered his head to her neck and inhaled her scent. "Beautiful" he breathed as he continued to go downward. Juliet couldn't believe what was happening. She was scared, yet intrigued about what he would do. His hands were not even touching her when he breathed upon her skin, making her tingle with heat throughout her body. She watched him kneel down in front of her legs. He massaged her knees slowly, making them weakly fall apart. He nudged his hands at the middle of her closed thighs, making them part for him. He noticed her watching and smiled, raising a hand to her inner thigh. Juliet looked away, her breath stopping in her throat as Vladimir stroked dangerously close to her fully exposed area. "Do not watch unless you want me to loose my control." He warned. Juliet thought over the words. Was this a game? Was he teasing her as he felt her? Vladimir breathed upon her opening, only a few inches away. His hand lowered until it was moving off of her inner thigh onto her sensitive opening. Juliet gasped, making Vladimir pinch her tightly in his tender hand. "Do not make a sound, you will only make me ravish you beyond the possible point." Juliet bit down on her lip as Vladimir softly cupped her, massaging her within his hold.
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Son of Dracula
VampirosAfter arriving in Romania, Transylvania, writer, Juliet Daniels sets out to find an inspiration for her next piece of writing. Not too long after she arrives, Vladimir Dracul makes Juliet's acquaintance. Juliet finds the charming and well mannered V...