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Capter 10

Danny didn't know the details of how Vlad got them into a luxurious cabin with a huge Jacuzzi and a king-sized bed. And she didn't want to know if we were being completely honest. She simply enjoyed the opportunity to plunge into the hot water and put all her thoughts out of her head for a little while. The vampire assured her that now they were not in danger of meeting with Emilian and most likely the sorcerer would return to his master to wait for them there. So Sanders decided to relax.

The spacious bathroom was filled with steam. Danny was lying in the foamy water and enjoying the bliss when Vlad entered the room without knocking. She lazily opened one eye and looked at the vampire impassively. The bubbles covered her naked body from him, but she wouldn't mind if the white barrier disappeared. She desperately wanted to see the vampire's reaction to her and see if he was as attracted to her as she was to him.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked, slowly sliding down into the water.

"You left to 'take a quick shower' about an hour and a half ago," the vampire crossed his arms over his chest and leaned his hip against the sink counter, "I was beginning to worry that you had decided to drown yourself."

"Shouldn't your vampire senses pick up on my heartbeat or something?"

"Funny you asked, love." A broad grin spread across Dracula's face. He slowly walked over to the tub and squatted down so that their faces were on the same level. "I haven't been able to hear your heart since the second you disappeared behind that damn plastic door."

Her eyes popped open on their own. Her gaze darted between the vampire's smiling face and the open bathroom door. For some reason, she felt like a guilty child and began to make excuses.

"I did not do anything! It just…”

"There, there, dear Danny, I don't blame you for anything," he reached out to her and carefully pushed a strand of hair that had escaped from her bun behind her ear. “I have never seen this before. Usually, Inquisitors have to train for several months before their abilities can be used to protect against otherworldly influences. Your growth is proceeding at an incredible rate, love. And it might be useful to us."

"Wow" she replied without a drop of enthusiasm, "it turns out I'm incredibly cool."

"Too bad I didn't know that while I was growing up. Things would be a lot easier if I did."

“You are,” Vlad poked her on the cheek and stood up to his full height. "Finish with your water procedures, I ordered you a snack"

When the vampire turned his back on her, Danny glanced briefly at the pile of clean towels on the counter by the door. The desire to tease him quickly overcame her common sense. She stood up, almost slipping on the slippery bottom of the tub, and squared her shoulders proudly.

"Could you pass me the towel?"

Vlad froze. Sanders watched his back straighten. It even seemed to her that the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. The vampire radiated tension with all his being. Without looking back, he grabbed a towel and threw it at Danny without looking. When the terrycloth hit her in the face, the girl staggered, but she managed to stay on her feet. The bathroom door slammed loudly.

Entering the room, Danny saw that the "snack" was waiting for her on the table. She thought that Vlad had ordered her a salad or something like an omelet. But the table was littered with various appetizers; sliced ​​fruits, fresh vegetables, all kinds of seafood, cheeses, meats, and several kinds of dessert. Uncertainly stomping around the table, she took a large shrimp and turned to the vampire sitting in an easy chair.

"Are you trying to feed me to death?"

Vlad didn't answer. He found a copy of ‘50 Shades of Grey’, and stared at a page somewhere in the middle of the book, eyes wide with surprise. Danny decided not to spoil his impression of reading and went to the bar located in the cabin. She carefully studied the shelves and chose a bottle of expensive whiskey. She poured some ice into a glass, poured herself some alcohol, and drank it in one gulp. The ice hit her teeth unpleasantly, but Danny decided to ignore it. And when she poured more drink into the glass, Vlad suddenly appeared nearby and took the bottle from her hands.

"Do you have a drinking problem that I don't know about?" the vampire returned the whiskey to the shelf. "You tend to get drunk at every opportunity."

“I'm not an alcoholic if that's what you're asking about. But I need this now.” Ignoring his stern look, she took the whiskey and sat down at the table with food. “And you could use a drink too.”

"And why do I need it?"

Sanders kicked a second chair away, inviting the vampire to sit next to her. "Because you were forced to kill someone you cared about."

Vlad sat down. He picked up an empty plate from the table and started serving food for Danny. The portion turned out to be huge. She was sure that even with a case of whiskey she could not handle such an amount of food. Nevertheless, she nodded gratefully and began to gradually mince the offered delicacies. She was a little surprised that when her glass was empty, the vampire took the bottle and poured her whiskey.

“It doesn’t hurt so much to lose loved ones anymore, Danny. Not like it did in the beginning,” he said, staring blankly at the amber liquid in the glass. “I haven’t mourned anyone for a long time. I'm not sad about anyone anymore. And I don't miss anyone anymore. So I don't need it.” He pushed the glass away from him. “Besides, I don’t eat human food. Neither solid nor liquid”

Danny took a sip of her whiskey and returned her attention to her plate.

“And if you drink the blood of a drunk person, will it affect you?”

"Don’t know. Never tried"

"Then we just have to try." Sanders drained her glass in one gulp and tapped the bottom of the glass demandingly on the table. "Let's have an experiment"

Vlad looked at the girl, his eyes full of doubt, but did as she demanded. As he put the bottle back on the table, Danny took his hand. The vampire's eyes widened and he looked at her in surprise.

“Losing loved ones is always painful, no matter how old you are. So you don't have to pretend you don't care. I saw how hard it was for you when Dumitru begged you on his knees... to end his suffering. And I understand that this pain will not go away in a day or two, Vlad. You don't have to pretend that it doesn’t affect you.” Waiting for a nod, she grabbed her glass. “And we have to check if alcohol-flavored blood affects you! For scientific purposes only!”

The vampire smiled and shook his head.

Then Danny herself led her drinking process. When she was quite tipsy, she tried to use the Gift to replenish the whiskey in the bottle. Vlad had fun, watching her clumsy use of her hands over the bottle and endless attempts to repeat the spells from "Harry Potter" with a slurred tongue. He really wanted to get drunk with her. He never got drunk. When he was still a human, the most common drinks were wine and beer, which people drank like water, so they did not get drunk. But looking at how Danny drinks, he wanted to join her.

“So, not a single spell known to mankind has worked!” she thumped the chair leg with her heel and hissed. “And there is no more whiskey in the bar. Do you know what that means?"

Vlad's elbow rested on the table, and his chin rested on his fist. He didn't answer the question, just watched the girl's behavior with interest. But when she stood up, and she swayed a little to the side, the vampire jumped up to hold her. Danny waved away his hands as if they were an annoying mosquito and moved unsteadily towards the bed. She turned her back on the bed and, spreading her arms wide, sank like a star onto the soft mattress. Vlad sincerely did not understand what to do in this situation. For a second it seemed to him that Sanders fell asleep as soon as her body hit the bed. He was already looking around for a blanket to cover her when her head lifted, and her eyes literally dug into him like daggers.

"Hey! Exp… Exp… Ah, fuck.” She tried to sit up, but she couldn't. “The ex-pe-re-ment continues. Put your balls in a fist and come up to me!”

The vampire thought about the possible threat to his genitals and shook his head.

“Oh, come on! Are you Dracula or what?” On the second attempt, she managed to sit up. She chuckled stupidly at some of her thoughts and grunted amusingly. "I can't get up" and she laughed again.

Vlad rolled his eyes so far he seemed to be able to see his own brain. After weighing all the pros and cons, he rightly decided that she was not able to cause him any serious harm, and cautiously approached the bed. Danny followed his movements with her drunken eyes. He sat down next to her and before he could even blink, she was on his lap. The vampire was taken aback and tried to push her away, but she dug her fingers into his clothes. When Vlad calmed down a bit, she put her hands on his cheeks and looked into his eyes.

“I did my part of the experiment. It’s your turn now"

“I'm not sure this is a good idea. You might accuse me of taking advantage of your condition later.”

"I was the one who suggested it."

"Will you remember it later?"

Danny smiled wickedly and pulled his head closer to her neck. Vlad’s eyes found the throbbing vein on her throat and he licked his dry lips. Like the last time, he began to suck on the thin skin to make it softer. The girl's hand moved to the back of his head and squeezed his hair. The vampire snarled and extended its fangs, biting through the artery. Sanders screamed a little. Hot blood filled Vlad's mouth. He savored it, trying to fully enjoy the taste. He drank slowly, holding Danny in his arms as she lost herself in the feeling. She felt pleasure spreading out from the spot when his lips were connected to her skin, but she wanted more. When she felt the vampire licking the wounds on her neck for them to heal, she tugged at his hair with all her might. Vlad raised his head in surprise and immediately felt her lips on his own. He grabbed her by the shoulders in an attempt to push her away, but Danny wrapped all her legs around his waist and ran her tongue over his lower lip. The vampire froze. She caressed his lips over and over until Vlad gave in and let her deepen the kiss. Danny moaned impulsively and caressed his tongue with hers, pressing herself closer to him. Vlad was confused at first, but suddenly he felt the booze hit him in the head and drove all self-control out of him. He greedily dug into Danny's lips with a kiss, tangling his fingers in her hair.

Sanders didn't capture the moment when Vlad managed to flip them over, but she found herself pinned to the mattress by the vampire's heavy body, and his cold fingers crawled under her T-shirt to bestow their icy caresses on her skin. She arched her back to meet his hand and moaned into the kiss. Her teeth caught on his bottom lip. Vlad went down to cover her neck with small kisses, but stopped and rested his forehead on her shoulder. Danny opened her eyes and suddenly realized that she had completely sobered up.

"Vlad?"

"M?"

"Are you okay?"

The vampire mumbled something unintelligible and settled comfortably on top of her.

"Are you drunk?"

He snorted and rolled onto his back, dragging her onto him. Danny genuinely wanted to laugh. Drunk Vlad looked funny. His eyes glittered, he blinked slower than usual and endlessly tried to see something that was not in sight.

"Why does it feel like I'm falling?" he vigorously rubbed his eyes with his palms.

"It's okay, it'll pass." Sanders sat on the vampire's stomach and watched him. “I wonder how long you will be like that.”

Vlad sighed in fright and covered his mouth with his hand. “What if I stay like this forever, Danny?”

"Nah, that's what everyone thinks when they're drunk," she fidgeted a little at the vampire. "Do you need anything?"

"M?" he tried to focus his gaze on her face, but the picture blurred, then doubled, stubbornly refusing to gather into one whole image. "I’m thirsty"

Sanders loomed over him like a black shadow and pecked his lips. She leaned close to his ear and whispered "So what’s stopping you?"

They rolled on the mattress again, and Danny felt his fangs dig into her skin. But this time was different from the previous two. She felt the wounds on her neck heal themselves almost immediately. Vlad growled in displeasure and bit through the skin in another spot, but again the wounds healed faster than he had time to take a sip. The vampire raised his head and licked his lips predatorily.

"Well, that’s unexpected…"

He squeezed the hem of her T-shirt with his fingers and pulled it to the sides. The fabric was torn with a c***k. Danny gasped as Vlad lowered himself down to her breasts and bit between them. His greedy lips immediately fell to the bite, as if apologizing for the momentary pain. She quickly pulled off what was left of her T-shirt, never taking her eyes off the burning eyes of the vampire. He continued to explore her body with bites and kisses, slowly sinking lower and lower. When he came across a barrier in the form of a knot on her sweatpants, he rolled the girl on her stomach with one deft movement and began to pepper up her spine with kisses. Danny felt his breath on her neck and bit into the pillowcase. Vlad playfully nibbled her earlobe, forcing her to growl into the pillow. He leaned over her, covered her hands with his hands, intertwining their fingers, and dug a bite into the crook of her neck, greedily sucking blood from a rapidly healing wound.

"Danny" a hot whisper burned her ear. "I really want to kiss you. May I kiss you?"

She almost laughed. After the last fifteen or twenty minutes that they had spent on bed, it seemed to her that the question fell away by itself. It turned out she was wrong.

Not hearing the answer right away, Vlad carefully turned her on her back and peered anxiously into her face. It was red, her eyes were shining, and her hair was disheveled. She breathed heavily through her mouth, causing her chest to heave beautifully. The tip of her tongue ran over her parched lips now and then, attracting the vampire’s attention. He was resting his hands and knees on the mattress on either side of her body, still waiting for an answer. Sanders reached out to him herself. First, she pulled his T-shirt over his head to pull him onto her afterward and moan into the kiss at the contact of her hot skin with his scalding cold one. When Vlad made an attempt to straighten up, Danny's arms were wrapped around his neck, not allowing him to move away. He chuckled and sat upon the mattress, pooling her onto his lap. They kissed without touching their lips, sliding their tongues against each other. The vampire's hand crept under the broad trouser leg and moved up her leg, stroking the warm skin. It stopped on the inner side of her thigh a little above the knee, because further on the fabric was too tight against her skin, and further advancement threatened her pants with the fate of her T-shirt. The fingertips of his other hand caressed her skin between her shoulder blades in soft, circular motions. Danny held Vlad’s face in her hands, stroking his cheeks and enjoying the slight tingle of his stubble.

Her hands slid down Vlad's neck, over his chest, stomach, and lay on the buckle of his belt. She tried to overcome this obstacle with trembling fingers, but the vampire took her hands in his and put them behind her back. Her body was on fire. She wanted to be closer to him. She wanted him. But Vlad held her wrists tightly, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not free herself from his grip. Danny fidgeted in his lap, whining, but it did not affect the vampire. He continued to hold her hands tightly with one hand. So she tried to get away from his kiss, but even then he was more agile. As soon as Sanders turned away, the vampire's free hand lay on the back of her head. Then she bit his lower lip hard, which only caused a chuckle. With a vicious growl, Danny snapped her teeth dangerously close to his nose and immediately felt the grip on the back of her head tighten. Cold lips played with her earlobe and traveled down her neck, leaving small kisses on her skin.

"Vlad" her call sounded like a groan. "I want more."

The vampire stopped his fascinating journey to her breasts and his drunken eyes rose to her face.

"How much more?"

“I…” swallowing nervously, she said, “I want to go all the way, Vlad.”

His eyes darted around the room. He gently lifted her off his lap and crawled a little closer to the edge of the bed.

“What kind of reaction is that?!” she grabbed the edge of the pillow and hurled it at the vampire, but missed.

"Danny, I can't..."

"Why? Is it a physiological problem? Or do you just not want me?”

Vlad opened his mouth to answer.

“You better think carefully before you say anything!”

He hesitantly crawled over to her and took her hands in his. Danny wanted to pull her hands out of his grip, but he managed to hold her.

"Danny, I haven't been with a woman in over five hundred years." He took a deep breath and continued. "When I was a human, I had a wife, but we were not close after the birth of our youngest son, Michael."

Sanders sat as if she was struck by lightning. Vlad was a very attractive man, probably many women dreamed of sharing a bed with him. How did he manage not to have s*x with anyone in five hundred years?!

"I haven't been attracted to anyone in a long time, love." The vampire pulled her closer to him and ran his hand down her cheek. “You are the first woman that I wanted to touch so much that I could not restrain myself. I want you, Danny. But not right now.”

She looked at him with wide eyes in surprise.

"I'm drunk, love. But I want to be completely sober when I make love to you. And I want us both to be sober and to be fully aware of what we are doing.”

Danny couldn't speak, overwhelmed by his revelation. She could only nod. They lay down together under the covers. Vlad pulled her to him and pressed her back against his chest.

“If you dare to pretend that there was nothing between us later in the evening, I will tear off some of your parts and throw them into the Baltic Sea.”

The vampire laughed and hugged her a little tighter. Danny closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep when she felt the man's hand slid under her pants and his fingertips touch her most sensitive spot. She hissed through clenched teeth and pushed her hips back to escape the caress.

"What are you?.."

"That doesn't mean I can't satisfy your hunger, my dear Danny." His kisses rained down on her neck. "Open up to me, love, allow me to make you feel good."

Silently moaning, Sanders obediently spread her legs wider and barely restrained a cry, feeling his fingers become more insistent. At first, they caressed her sensitive nubbin. The whisper of her ragged breath filled the room along with the sound of wet kisses that Vlad left on her skin. And when his fingers slid further and penetrated her, her nails dug into his wrist, and her head tilted back so sharply that the vampire almost got hit in the nose by the back of her head. Danny found his lips again and kissed him passionately. He kissed her back, plunging his fingers deeper into her, adjusting the pace of his tongue's penetration into her mouth to the rhythm with which his fingers f****d her wet p***y. With his other hand, he caressed her breasts, kneading the soft mounds in his palms or pinching her hardened n*****s. She felt the tension build up in her lower abdomen, twisting into a tight spring. She wanted to scream when pleasure exploded under her closed eyelids in a bright flash and spread through her body in hot waves. She peaked much faster than she would have liked to, but she couldn't even think about it the moment after. Thoughts seemed to be shrouded in a veil. After the waves of her o****m receded and her body fell into a sweet bliss, Danny pressed herself against the vampire's cold chest and fell asleep.