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WHEN ARABELLA WOKE up, she stretched her arms above her head. Feeling a heavy arm over her waist, she twisted her neck to the right to see the bareback of Dracula. She nestled closer to his warmth, her fingers dancing up and down his spine.
A hum reached her ears as Dracula stirred beside her. He turned his neck to look at her and smiled. "Hello, darling, sleep well?" He smirked, tightening his grip around her waist, bringing her closer to him.
Arabella smiled, moving her hand to play with the loose black tresses of his hair. "It was perfect," she whispered, her cool breath fanning his nose. "Thank you."
Dracula grinned. "It was a pleasure, Arabella," Dracula gently pressed a kiss to her lips. "Will you check if it is night still for me?"
Arabella nodded as she sat up. She realised she was still naked and scanned the room for some sort of nightgown. "You don't have to get dressed up for me, Arabella," Dracula teased, his sharp finger skimming up and down her spine, shooting shivers through her body.
"Shut up," Arabella chuckled, leaning down to grasp a silk dress by the edge of her bed. She slipped it over her head and let it pool elegantly around her hips, but before she could go over to the curtains, Dracula began to pepper a trail of kisses along her neck.
Arabella moaned softly, melting into his touches. "I believe that your skin tastes even better than your blood, dragâ."
"Do you want me to check the time or not?" Arabella chuckled, through her heavy breath as Dracula skimmed her rough hands up and down the silky material of her dress, his fingertips brushing the tops of her bare thighs.
He breathed out a laugh against her neck, letting her stand up. He propped up properly, his gaze wandering over Arabella's figure as she walked over to the curtains.
The witch peeked through the thick curtains, making sure to manoeuvre them so Dracula couldn't see out of the window in case it was morning. Smiling she noticed it was still night, but the smallest hint of sunlight was just peeking over the horizon. "It's still dark, but it will soon be sunrise."
"Excellent," Dracula grinned, standing from the bed, still very naked. Arabella tried not to gaze at his lean figure for too long but Dracula still noticed her reddening cheeks. He walked over to her, grabbing her hips and dragging her closer. Her hands subconsciously landed on his bare chest, as Dracula squeeze her waist teasingly. "We've got to say goodbye to our guest."
Arabella nodded, sliding her hands up to his shoulders but her gaze caught sight of the buggy at the end of her bed. She gently pushed away from him and stilled over to peek at the baby, seeing it was a demonic child. "Was this here the whole time?" Dracula smiled and nodded as he pulled his trousers over his legs. "So you're telling me took my virginity with a baby a mere meter away from us?" She stared at the Count, wanting to make sure her assumption was correct.
