Drogo: Death of a man, birth of a vampire

Chapter 2. Drogo: The bank (Mature!)

** The following chapter contains sexually explicit material. It is intended for mature audiences only**

If there's one thing I absolutely cannot stand, it's being told what I can or cannot do.  For the rest of the day, the conversation I had with Mama kept replaying through my head.  Liezel is engaged to Dieter Hoffman, who, according to my mother, is a dangerous man.

"How dangerous can that fool be?  So he's the mayor's son... so what?"  I am lying down on my bed, contemplating the situation I find myself in.  "And why should I stop seeing Liezel?  If she didn't want me to kiss her she could have told me so herself."

To be honest, I didn't find Liezel that interesting before, but being denied access to her infuriated me... and also increased her appeal somehow.

"This is stupid," I told myself.  "I can see whoever I want to, whenever I feel like it."

I decided I would pay Liezel a call the next day.  I then spent the remainder of the night tossing and turning.  An enhanced version of Liezel made its appearance in my dreams.  This Liezel was even more beautiful, more seductive, more voluptuous... and more willing to give herself to me than the real Liezel ever was.  In my dream, she approached my bed dressed in a sheer white nightgown that barely covered her curves.  Her breasts were round and enticing like two ripe peaches.  Her lips were parted and her hair was cascading in golden waves down her shoulders. My dream Liezel stood above me and bent her face down to mine.  Our mouths locked in a sensual kiss, as she lowered herself on top of me.  I could feel the heat emanating from her body as she started to grind her hips against mine.  My body responded immediately and I felt myself growing hard.  Dream Liezel moaned and arched her back as she explored my manhood with one hand.  I hurriedly removed her nightgown while she undid my breeches.  I raised myself partly up on my elbows and hungrily explored her breasts with my mouth.  Her nipples hardened as I licked them in circles over and over with my tongue. 

"Oh, Drogo," my dream Liezel sighed with pleasure.  "Take me.  Take me now."

I quickly whisked her off of me and threw her down on the bed while I positioned myself on top of her.  Her thighs parted to make room for me.  We both moaned with intense pleasure when I entered her.  I started moving inside of her, while kissing her shoulders and neck.  Our bodies connected perfectly, like a lock and key.  I felt the sensation increase as I continued thrusting in and out of her. 

"Drogo, don't stop," my dream Liezel begged me, while our hips moved in rhythm faster and faster.

I could no longer control myself and gave in to the ultimate pleasure.  I groaned as I finally released the pressure that had built inside of me and I heard my Liezel screaming:  "Yes!  Oh, Drogo!  Yes!"

I suddenly felt a rush of cold air, and something hit me on the back of the head.  I opened my eyes and blinked a few times.  The sun was blinding as it shone directly into my face through the open curtains.

"Wake up, lover boy," I heard my brother Hans laughing.  "You must've been having quite a dream!"

I quickly looked down and saw that my body was definitely still in the process of pleasuring my dream Liezel.  I pulled the sheet up to my chest and yelled at Hans.  "What the hell are you doing in my room this early in the morning?"

He raised an eyebrow.  "Early?  It's almost nine o'clock!  Do you remember what we're supposed to be doing today?"

I turned onto my stomach and buried my face in the pillow.  "Go away," I muttered.  But Hans was relentless.  He threw a pair of stocks at me and then proceeded to pull the sheet off of me.