Chapter 4: Dreaming While Awake

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Chapter 4: Dreaming While Awake.

While I drifted in and out of consciousness, I had thoughts of Raina. Some daydreams and some actual dreams. My thoughts were filled with her face, her innocent face and hopeful expression as I spoke with her. She was not a fan girl that was sure. As she realized who I was, her eyes shimmered with what? Joy? I could only hope.

After spending a short time with Raina, getting the taste of her sweet lips her absence was sadly felt even as she lays slumbering in the other room. I wanted to hold her warm tantalizing body. Maybe I will soon. Getting lonely again I reached out to her with my mind. Dream manipulation was quite easy for me. What I saw with my mind's eye was unexpected, however. Raina was already dreaming about me. The dream was set back in the days when I was a boy. I used to hunt with my dogs there. It was the same forest in winter I was sure of it. It was where I battled the Wolves.

Raina was running from the damn beasts. As I grew closer, I saw the scene of me scaring away the Wolves. Soon she kissed me, it all played out so vividly as if it was my very own mind.

Sometime later during twilight I awoke. I was in a miserable state. Longing to return to the dream she was having that almost drove me over the edge. It was a hell of a dream. She called me Wolf killer. I hadn't been referred to that name in 100 years or so. But what really had me reeling with such emotion was the way she climaxed in my arms. I had to do so little to get such a satisfactory result.

I chuckled at my foolishness, only in my dreams was I ever that good. It amuses me further as I thought she perceived me in this sex God like light. But it was so good, so real and she was all mine. As I haunted her dreams, she haunted mine with equal energy that sizzled between us.

Would she accept me for who I am? How much should I reveal of myself? God only knows I had enough guilt to fill a Lake. Stretching through the centuries I had enough time to damn my soul utterly. If she'd known it, would she still want this and be my mate?

The thoughts tortured me endlessly with its unfavorable possibilities. I slowly opened my coffin lid and sat up. I hung my head covering my face with my hands. I let out a shaky sigh as I felt the pain that I told her in the dream that I didn't know how to Make Love anymore. Such idiocy and truth. What was I thinking, surely, she didn't know that fact on her own accord? Why did I reveal such vulnerability? Was I manipulating her? Or was she manipulating me? Oh God, what was the matter with me? Yet in the dream she was so sweet and trusting. So naive to do so. It was the very thing that made her so beautiful. That naivete that drew me in like a moth to a flame. Her mind such an innocent and pure thing. I chuckled at myself at the knowledge that I did give her a little push, just a small one mind you to have just the taste of pleasure and lust for me.

I was a scoundrel. A dark soul killer, and a man of the world. She was so precious to me and I dared to penetrate and shadow that light that I so loved about her.

Raina was my forbidden fruit. I needed her like the flowers needed the rain. Was I selfish to stain her with my blood? Well maybe I was. But not too fast, too soon. I will savor this moment as she submits to me completely.

Sighing, I got up and was not looking forward to the cold shower I had to endure. Stepping into the shower I decided against the cold shower. I turned it hot, so hot if I were human it would have scorched my skin. But I felt nothing. Too bad really. Maybe it would distract my thoughts from her.

It was early evening and Raina was still asleep. I can hear her steadily slow heart rate with her soft breathing. Before I went to bed, I put food in a room for her, but from the smell of things she did not touch it. Was she sad or angry? I could not ascertain. As I reached into her mind, I discovered that she was in a dreamless bliss. As it should be, I will not manipulate it any further tonight. She needed to rest in peace.

Raina POV...

I'm running again from the red eyes that glowed in the darkness. The faster I run the slower I go; my feet were aching. There was a rhythmic banging or was it my heartbeat. The monsters were gaining on me...

''Shh..., wake up my little one. You're having a bad dream.''

I flail and someone catches my wrist. I squint as I meet Lestat's bright eyes and then my tense body softens.

''Lestat, ''I breathe. ''I was afraid, and I needed you. ''

''I know, I could sense that and I'm here now.''

"Now, I have rules to give you, '' he bends his head and whispers his commands. ''Don't touch the windows they are now barred. Don't try to leave so no touching the doors, never and I mean it Raina, do not try to leave without permission.''

''What, ''I shake my head as I struggle with his magnetizing melodious voice. ''What's happening? ''

''Shh...''The vampire easily presses me back into the bed.

He slowly whispers more to me that I could barely we make out. Then when he was done, he traces my lips with his finger.

''There now, ''he chuckled, ''you're a tough one I'd admit. But no matter, I love a challenge. ''His tone turns wistful. ''Well it's been a long time since I had one.''

''Well I'm glad I amuse you, ''I say with a sigh, burrowing deeper into the covers and pressing close to his cold hard body next to mine.

Suddenly Lestat goes unnaturally still. ''What are you doing? ''

''Snuggling. ''

It's weird snuggling with a dead guy. I listened for a heartbeat or a waft of breath, but there was only silence that followed. But I'm too tired to really care.

''It's nice. ''

''I'm not nice, sweetheart ''

But his fingers in my hair feels so sweet and pleasurable as he strokes me like a pet. I get the sense that if I push him too far, he may do something we both might regret. Right now, though, I didn't care. I needed to snuggle.

Moments pass before Lestat murmurs. ''I haven't been this close to a mortal in a long time, it takes some getting accustomed to.

''I'd like it when you are like this, and you're so good at snuggling. ''

''I suppose, ''he paused. ''Well it's been years, but I will try to be what you need me to be. ''

''You mean that? ''I say dreamily.

''Yeah. ''

My eyes flutter at the sound of his musical voice. They were heavy, like a weight held them close. Cool lips pressed against my forehead.

''Sleep my love. ''

As I drifted off to sleep his final words followed me into my dreams.

''I better be careful with you my love, my mortal goddess. ''

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