Six

Dark Ages, 1457.

Everything was so perfect. Why did he stop? I didn’t want him to stop! My skin was on fire, and I needed his touch. His hands were rough but did miracles to my burning body.
“Chase my demons away, Liz,” he whispered to me, cupping my face.
It was such a raw, desperate request. How could I ignore his plea if it made my soul cry for him? I had to do what he asked me to. The hurt and loneliness in his kiss was heart-wrenching. I kissed him back, pouring all my passion before he met me with his own savage fire.
He put me through such sweet agony, I’ve felt nothing like the sensations he was awakening in me. He was desperate for branding me his, but trying so hard to control himself and be gentle in his ways.
“I will.” I stared into those tormented eyes. “Just let them loose…” I didn’t say more, and all his control evaporated. He threw me in bed with him, holding my hands above my head, giving an almost full view of my naked body. He peppered kisses from my lips to my neck, deliciously nibbling on my skin.
“I love your long, delicate neckline. It makes me think of sinful things...” He bit and grazed his beard on my heated skin, torturing me beyond insanity. He pulsed, nestled between my legs as I ground my hips on him. He groaned and just added to my lustful state. I couldn’t touch him, as I was an easy prey to a predator. He was rugged in his ways, but that made me want him more.
Yes, he was a wicked devil, assailing me the way he was doing it, licking his way down to my aching breasts, tasting me like I was made of honey, lavishing me with his tongue and making my mounds swell under his mouth. He sucked my nipples into hard peaks, his tongue swirling around and turning them into pebbles. His beard tickled my skin, and I shivered under his fiery mouth as I felt tiny flames leap on my aroused skin.
His rough hands glided down my body, and his abrasive touch sent warmth down my core. He reached between my thighs, playing with my wet folds. I bucked into his hand and writhed underneath his muscled body. Lord, what was he doing to me?
“Please, let me touch you…” I begged, my heart racing against my chest.
“Not yet.” He bossed me with an evil smirk on his lips, and with that he doubled his efforts, scraping his teeth on my hated flesh, nipping at my breasts just to soothe the pain with hot and moist kisses. I couldn’t bring myself to think straight anymore. My thoughts scattered away, living me to his mercy.
“Vlad, please. I have to touch you,” I begged again in a soft, sultry voice, and that did the trick. He released my arms, and I tugged on his mop of hair, arching my back and bringing him closer to me, capturing his mouth in a smoldering kiss. He smelled so good, all manly, and the forests that surrounded us. I’d never be able to break free from him, never.
I worked my way down to the hollow of his throat, nibbling at his feverish skin, while my hands traveled down his chest, stopping for a minute above his heart. It beat wild against my palm. Satisfaction mixed with desire jolted my body, dragging me into a whirlwind of passion. I raked my nails on his chiseled stomach, making him shudder, and once my hand reached its destination, a loud groan escaped from his mouth. I closed my fingers around his length in a light and timid caress, feeling it twitch in my palm, growing harder.
“Evil woman,” he grunted out of breath, and I smirked at him, still holding him to me. “I will make you mine forever.” All sense of reality disappeared when he played again at my center and I felt his finger slide into me, and then another, stretching me in a painful, but delightful way, making me grind against his hand.
I cried out, and with the lightest of touches, I skated my fingertips on his side and felt him recoil, shuddering hard under my palms, discovering my bear was ticklish. Sweat coated us, turning our bodies slick and hot.
“Liz!” He withdrew from me and brought his fingers to his mouth, savoring my juices. “Sweet and heady.”
I couldn’t wait anymore, and neither did he. I needed him to give me release; it was too much. He stared at me with hooded eyes and without warning; he took my mouth again in a wild and intense kiss as he plunged inside me. His mouth muffled my cries as he pushed deeper and I clawed his back, feeling myself tear, a piercing pain washing over me, then he paused, giving my body time to adjust to his.
“Relax for me, Liz,” he whispered on my lips and with exquisite care he started moving, building the pressure, as my blood rushed on my veins like molten lava, making the pain give away to pure ecstasy. “Don’t. Ever. Leave me… I forbid you.”
“Never…” I whispered into his ear as he drove inside, filling me to the hilt, plunging hard and fast until I felt my walls clench around him. My hips bucked and met with him in every thrust. He shuddered, growing thicker inside me, and in a few more quick strokes I melted in his arms and a burst of light exploded behind my eyes. He branded me for life; I was his forever.
He groaned loud while waves of release rushed over our bodies, and he crashed on top of me, both of us exhausted, holding to each other, and our hearts in a frantic beat. I embraced him and entangled my legs in his, as we stayed there for a while, I didn’t even mind his weight on me, I just wanted him closer to my ravished body and bask in the after bliss I felt.
“Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” There was a worried tone in his voice.
“No, you didn’t, you were perfect.” He scanned my face, maybe trying to catch me in a lie. “Don’t worry too much. I’m not lying to you.” My giggles filled the room. I would never imagine him worrying about these things. He kissed me, taking his time exploring every corner of my mouth as my body came to life again, and I stunned him, kissing him back with such urgency and possessiveness until our bodies swept into fire once more. We spent the entire night making love. We belonged to each other, and not even death would do us part.
***
The sun filtered through the window and bathed my bed in a warm, cozy way. I stretched my body and felt the delicious soreness left from that beautiful night. Looking to my side, he wasn’t there, and a stung in my chest made its way to my heart. I wanted to wake up to him there with me, but by the sun in the sky, it was already mid-morning. As soon as I got out of bed, Liana came in. She was a sweet girl who worked in the castle. He had assigned her as my personal attendant.
“Good Morning, Lady. I prepared a bath for you, I thought you might want it.”
“Great, thank you so much. Please, call me Alizandra.”
“But if the master catches me doing it, I’m roasted.” I understood her concerns, but I hated when people called me like that.
“Don’t worry about it. He won’t mind,” I assured her. “Why is everything so silent?”
“They finished the rebuilding, Lady. Sorry, Alizandra.”
“Oh!” The news surprised me. “Where’s Vlad?”
“He’s busy outside with Anton.” My bear and his second were up to something when she averted her eyes.
“Busy?” She only nodded to me, not saying a word about his doings. “And?”
“It’s not in my place to talk about what my master does, so please, let’s get you to your bath, and you can talk to him yourself?” Seeing her bounce on her feet and rub her neck, I decided not to force her to do something that would make her more nervous than she already was.
“Fine. Let’s go.” She led me to the bathtub.
The warm water soothed my sore muscles, and I didn’t regret taking my time there, letting my mind wander back to the night we spent together, as I felt an erratic beating in my chest just to think of him.
The future carried an uncertainty, and I sincerely hoped he didn’t leave me out of his life, even if it meant for me to see the atrocities of his world. What I saw yesterday was a fragile and tortured soul hidden from the world, and once he walked away from me, he dressed himself in that hard carapace of him that no one could go through.
Loud noises and screams took me out of my daydreams, and I got out of the water. I enveloped myself in a towel and rushed to the bedroom where Liana was waiting for me, holding a dress.
“What’s wrong? What’s all the screaming?”
“I don’t know, Lady. But it’s better if you get dressed, hurry.” She got busy helping me out.