I am Drake "Drago" Ward of the House of Ward in England...about five hundred years ago.
I crossed the seas to the Americas for a better "life" three hundred years ago.
Today, I run a successful business with my partner, Dr. Darius Chiron. Instead of...
I didn't open my eyes at first. I just laid there.
I knew my lips were swollen...both of them. I was sore, and yet, I liked it. I turned to look at Drake, my Drake. He was awake and watching me, lying on his side.
"Hello, pet."
I smiled. "Hello." I touched his face, and he closed his eyes as he leaned into the caress.
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
"As long as you think so," I giggled, snuggling closer and kissing the valley between his pecks.
He took a deep breath. "Shanti, you're sore."
"I am, but I still want to touch you--"
He chuckled, sounding almost nervous. "I'm trying to be good for a change, give you time to-uh recover?"
I moved closer to him, and whispered, "I think you're beautiful, too..." I kissed his chest.
"Shanti!" He chuckled, pulling my face to his for a kiss. "Behave."
"But I am behaving," I whispered, kissing his neck. "Just badly."
"You're sore, love, I know it--" He gasped as my tongue circled his nipple. "You're really asking for it, pet."
"Can't you make the soreness go away?" I breathed across his chest to go to the other side. "or are you sore, too?" I ran my fingers down his stomach to his member, gently grasping it. I ran my thumb over the tip. It felt like velvet.
"You are so bad!" He said, taking my hand away. His eyes were larger than before, but he had a smile on his face. "Behave, pet." I was about to give him the same reply as before, but then he said, "Alright, I warned you--"
I squealed as he pounced me and tucked me under him. "You are big, aren't you?"
"A blessing from my forefathers," he drawled, kissing my breasts and then flicking his tongue over each. "Must be gentle..." The next thing I knew he going down on me. I arched again, reveling in him again, enjoying him. I squirmed, I moved my hips in time with him. There was no soreness now, just the ache of wanting more...
He climbed up and pushed his tongue in my mouth, and I opened wider to welcome him. He bit my neck, and he thrust his tip inside me, and worked his way deeper...deeper...
"God, Shanti!"
"Shanti?"
I snapped out of my memory of what happened a few hours ago. It was late morning now, and I kept going back over the last twelve hours in my mind. I couldn't help it. I looked down at my breakfast in bed, then up at Charlotte and Darius.
"You want anything else?" Charlotte asked.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"It's daylight," Darius gave me an odd look. "He went downstairs."
I looked down at myself. He must have put me back in my robe. "Oh." I touched my neck, and realized I was wearing a necklace. "Oh!"
"He must have made it official," Charlotte said. That was when I noticed she was wearing one, too.
I began eating quickly.
"You alright then?" Charlotte asked.
Darius stopped me from eating to take my pulse. "She's fine." He frowned over my neck. "Okay--"
"Check her leg--"
Darius pushed my robe back, and touched my bite marks.
"I'm fine!" I smacked his hand.
"I'm your doctor, and if I'm not mistaken, you have had the vampire embrace."
Charlotte smiled.
"Vampire embrace," I repeated.
"At the height of...passion, he bit you and...probably ejaculated in you."
I was quiet. I wanted him now. I wanted to be near him. "He is the lord of this house."
"Yes, but--"
"Am I lady of this house, then?"
"It's a bit more complicated," Darius began.
"I have a request."
"What?"
"Install shutters on all my windows?" I asked. "Can that be done...today?"
"I'll make the calls," Darius nodded. "But all windows above ground have UV protection lining on them."
"I still want them." I drained my coffee and picked up my pastry. I headed for the door. "Show me where he is."
"What?"
"Take me to him, Darius."
"He usually doesn't want to be disturbed--"
"Darius."
"Alright."
Darius and Charlotte led me down the hall to the steps leading to the basement. We went past the medical wing and went through a door. We went down a staircase, and turned where there was a huge cabinet of trinkets and treasures and wine bottles. He opened the door, and hit a button on the right. The treasures descended through the ground and the back of the cabinet opened.
"There's a lever--here--" Darius showed me. "If you want to come out this way."
I gulped the last of my pastry. "Thanks."
I stepped through the door and looked about.
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It was beautiful and dark and sensual, much like the man laying in the middle of it. He looked dead. I stood there, unsure what to do now.
"Yes, pet?" He hadn't opened his eyes.
I gasped. "Uh...I...I...wanted to know where you...were." I felt stupid all of a sudden. He was resting!
He finally opened his eyes. "Come here, love."
I went up to the bed and crawled in.
"Want to take a nap with me?"
I laid down next to him and put my head on his chest.
"I may sleep longer, but if you wish, you can take a nap here with me."
I kissed his chest and rubbed my cheek against it.
"You are precious," he whispered stroking my hair. "truly."
"And you are mine." I was suddenly giddy, but yawned.