D-77

Chapter 11

Through the veil of sleep, Vlad felt someone staring at him intently. He had never seen any dreams since the day he became a vampire, but what happened earlier in the morning seemed surreal to him. He didn’t want to open his eyes to meet the owner of such a demanding stare, so he pulled the blanket up to the very top of his head and continued to indulge in memories.

"I know you're awake" he heard Danny's voice and felt her point her finger somewhere at his shoulder.

 After waking up, he was honored to feel the real, the first in his life, vampire hangover. His mouth was drier than usual, the sounds were heard as if through cotton wool, and for some reason, the body lost its former sensitivity. He definitely did not like how he felt. Vlad decided that the experiments were over, and he would never drink the blood of a drunk person again.

The attack on his hungover body continued. Sanders shamelessly climbed onto his hips and attempted to pull the covers off him. Naturally, Vlad objected. His reactions were not as accurate and quick as usual, so she managed to pull the makeshift protective dome off his head. He had no choice but to accept his fate and look into Danny's sleep-rumpled face. She looked at him demandingly from the height of her position, but some strange cunning shone in her eyes. Placing her hands on the vampire's stomach, she swayed her hips beautifully, watching his reaction with interest. The reaction followed immediately. In a second, she was pinned to the bed, and Vlad loomed over her, holding his weight on his elbows.

"Hi" smiling broadly, she relaxed on the pillows.

"Did you wake me up so cruelly to say hi to me?" he furrowed his brows, noting that Danny was wearing his T-shirt.

“Was it cruel? I’m sorry. I couldn't wait to see how you would behave after what happened in the morning."

"What happened in the morning?" Vlad received a heavy slap on the back of the head and closed his eyes. "OK, OK! Don't be mad, I remember everything"

He leaned over to kiss Danny, but she turned away.

"What's the matter, love?" he got worried.

"Are you crazy? I haven't even brushed my teeth yet."

As if such a small thing could stop him! In the days when he was still a human, most people did not even think about such an elegant procedure as brushing their teeth. Rolling his eyes, he cupped her cheek to prevent her from dodging again and covered her lips with his own. Danny put up a slight resistance when he tried to thrust his tongue into her mouth, but the vampire's insistent caresses forced her to give in and let him deepen the kiss. His hands slid under her T-shirt, wrapping them around her waist and pressing her belly against his. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him impossibly close. She loved the contrast between the strength he possessed and the tenderness with which he touched her. She gasped into his mouth as his cold hand rested on her breast and squeezed it gently. Vlad released her lips and began to shower her chin with short kisses, going down to her neck.

"Mmm," Sanders laced her fingers through the hair at the back of his head and scratched him lightly. “Would you look at that, as soon as you got drunk once, you got a lot bolder? Oh!" she moaned as his sharp fangs bit through the skin of her throat.

As the wounds healed, he moved a little lower and bit her again. Vlad barely had time to take one tiny sip of blood before the wounds healed. Moving down to the collar of her T-shirt, he pulled it down with his index finger and pressed his lips to the skin on her round shoulder.

"It's not the alcohol, honey." His husky voice sent waves of heat into her lower abdomen. "It's because of you, my dear Danny."

“Ugh, that’s so cheesy. Couldn't you think of anything more original?” she bit her lip to hold back her moans.

"But it's true. I have wanted you since the moment I first saw you. You walked into your father's clinic covered in snow, your cheeks rosy from the cold. And you smelled like winter. You were beautiful. I wanted to pounce on you at that very second and take you there, right in the middle of the damn crowded hallway."

“Really? Somehow, I haven’t seen that for the past year and a half.”

Vlad's teeth scratched her shoulder, barely touching the skin. “I was in hiding, love. Besides, what would you think if your father's crazy patient tried to make a move on you?” he rubbed his nose against her neck, causing a fit of laughter. "Are you ticklish?"

"Ay, stop it!" she tried to get out of his hands, but Vlad managed to hold her. "I would say that you, or rather Dragomir, had a better chance with me than Dr. Patrick."

"I wish I could see his face when you say that." the vampire lay on his back and pulled Danny close to him.

She rested her cheek on his chest and hugged him across his stomach. His fingers drew patterns on her arm, lightly caressing her skin.

“Did you ever think the day we first met that one day we would be lying like this in each other’s arms?” he asked the question quietly, as if hoping she wouldn't hear him.

Smiling slyly, Danny swung her leg over the vampire's hips and snuggled closer to him. “I imagined that we would lie completely naked, covered in sweat and unable to breathe or even move after a night of passionate lovemaking,” seeing Vlad raise his eyebrows in surprise, she pulled herself up to him and lightly pecked his lips. "I've been chasing thoughts of you away ever since I saw you handcuffed under Bear’s strict supervision," she leaned back against the pillows and laughed. “God, we are so lame! f*****g love at first sight, huh?

"Call it what you want, dearest," he kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, enjoying the long-awaited moment. Perhaps if he could, he would stop time so that he and Danny would never have to return to reality. He would have preferred to remain in her arms forever.

"Vlad?"

"M?"

“We still have time before the end of our little sea voyage, right?” she turned to face him. Their lips were mere millimeters apart, so when he whispered yes, his breath burned her sensitive skin. The vampire was about to reach out for a kiss when she said, "Why don't you tell me about the one who has haunted you for so many centuries?"

Vlad froze with his mouth open and looked from her lips to her eyes, "You do know how to kill the mood."

"Years of practice, darling, years of practice." She sat up, tucking her legs under her, and looked at the vampire demandingly. "Well?"

“His name is Radu.” He lay on his side and propped his head in his hand. "He is my brother."

Danny opened her mouth, did not think of what to say, closed her mouth. Then she frowned and asked, “Do you have a brother?”

Vlad sighed heavily and prepared for a long explanation, but she managed to surprise him.

“Don't get me wrong, I know that you were not the only child of Vlad II. I just didn't think any of your family members lived to see this day. Is he alive? I mean, if he's been following you for five hundred years, then it's reasonable to assume he's alive, right?"

“I am flattered. Didn't think you knew anything about me. I mean the real me, not the cinematic image created by Hollywood."

“It's called Google, honey. A very handy thing, I recommend to use every once in a while. You didn't answer my question. Is your brother alive or not?”

“More or less,” Vlad answered evasively.

"He's a vampire too, right?"

He nodded.

"But why is he following you?"

"To kill me, of course," Vlad said so casually, as if they were discussing buying milk in a*****e.

“You’re so calm about it…”

"Because I've gotten used to the idea for a long time, love." The vampire lay on his back and closed his eyes. “When our father and older brother died, Radu and I were in the Ottoman Empire. I was sent home to become the new ruler of Wallachia. For some reason, the Sultan thought that he would find an ally in me ... And when his hopes did not come true, he decided to inspire hatred for me in my younger brother. From what I know, Radu thought I left it with the Ottomans as a pledge... as a guarantee that I would never betray them. Like, if I oppose them, they can execute my only relative.”

"How was it in reality?" Danny crawled closer to him and took his hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.

"I tried to get him back," he sighed bitterly. “I led military campaigns, trying to break through to him, offered the Sultan a ransom for my brother, but he laughed at me and sent me the severed heads of my messengers. One day, I met Radu on the battlefield. I was overjoyed. I rushed to him, throwing my sword on the ground, hugged him, and burst into tears. I thought that we would leave this field together and return home ... And he ordered me to pick up the sword. He said that he would not be honored to end me while I’m unarmed.” Vlad opened his eyes and looked at Danny. “While I was looking for ways to bring him home, my brother imagined how he would kill me. He wanted to personally bring my head to the Sultan. Then politics intervened in our relationship. Radu found allies for himself, many boyars wanted to overthrow me, and he diligently fueled their hatred of me. The last time I had to flee from the fortress. I was secretly transported to distant lands. My friends spread the word about my death, in the hope that both Radu and the Sultan would stop their search. But Radu already has a court sorcerer... "

"Emilian"

“Exactly, my dear Danny. This vile maggot found me using a spell and promised that he would bring me to my brother in return for protection.” He brought her hand to his face and gently touched her fingers with his lips. “Radu did terrible things trying to lure me to Wallachia. To be honest, there were times when I broke down and raced home, driving the horses so much that they were hardly brought to their senses after. But I was always stopped before I could get too far. Radu was furious that his tricks didn't work. He made it his life's goal to kill me, and I had the audacity to slip out of his grasp every time he came close to me. Years passed, but he could not get close to me... He began to fear that he would die before depriving me of my head. Moreover, the boyars began to encroach on his life. And then Emilian offered him immortality."

"Wait. So Emilian made him a vampire?

"Not really. There was a vampire in his retinue who agreed to turn Radu. It drove my brother mad. He killed the vampire from Emilian's retinue during the ritual. After that, he declared himself the master of all the dark forces of Wallachia and began to look for me with even greater frenzy.”

“Was that possible? To state that ‘From now on I am king and god here, bow down to me and kiss my royal feet’?”

“Actually, that’s how it’s always been done. If evil spirits found ownerless lands, they declared themselves gods, spirits, and other strays and began their reign. Why do you think there are so many myths about gods, titans, and creatures like them?”

“Okay, but why didn't Radu stop looking for you after gaining immortality? He could just wait for your death. Why waste energy on your search?”

“I already told you, honey, that he was crazy. He saw my image everywhere, and he was convinced that I wanted to destroy him and take his place.”

“So he still thinks you want to push him off the throne? Is that why he was hunting you for so many years?”

Vlad shrugged.

"How did you become a vampire? And why? You could live a simple human life and die peacefully. Wouldn't Radu be satisfied by that?"

“When I fled, I planned to spend the rest of my days in foreign lands, under the careful supervision of one of my friends. But after some time, news began to come to me from home. Radu was consumed by the thirst for power, and he began to seize new lands to e*****e new creatures. His dark influence had spread so far that even my friend's associates could not shelter me. His subordinates brutally killed everyone in their path. Blood flowed like a river. Emilian used it to create new, darker spells. More creatures have been affected by Radu's reign than by the bubonic plague. Then Stain suggested that I gain immortality and fight Radu for my right to live.”

"Stain?"

"He is my friend. A descendant of the Vikings and a very gifted magician"

"Your friend's name is Stain?"

"No. His name is Stellan, and Stain is his nickname given by his many mistresses. He has a huge birthmark on his side."

“Yeah, so… Stain offered you to become a vampire, and you accepted?”

"Not right away. I understood that if I agreed to become immortal and fight with Radu, the fight would be to the death. And, having defeated him, I will be forced to do what he feared so much and why he was looking for me with such persistence.”

"Become the dark lord of Wallachia," Danny whispered softly.

Vlad nodded. “I refused to perform the ritual, but the stories of my brother's atrocities got worse, bloodier. I decided that since it was my fault that he began to create these horrors, then I must be the one to stop him. I agreed to Stain's offer, and he found a vampire willing to help us. The turn was a long and painful process for both of us, but she was patient and managed to complete the ritual."

"She? Did a woman turn you? Is she still alive?”

"What's the matter, love? Are you jealous?"

"No, I'm just really curious." Danny's voice was sarcastic.

"She is alive. But I haven't seen her since the completion of the ritual."

"Then how do you know she's alive?"

"Because a vampire is almost impossible to kill, Danny." Vlad sat up, leaned back against the head of the bed, and pulled her towards him, laying her back against his chest. “There are very few ways to destroy a vampire. That's why I still haven't fought Radu yet. I've been waiting for the right time."

“Why couldn’t they just set the Inquisition on him? He obviously violates the Law of Balance, why not throw him behind bars?”

Vlad's hand shamelessly slipped under her T-shirt and he began to stroke her belly with the very tips of his fingers. “Because no Inquisitor in their right mind and memory would ever go near a being like my brother. He is too strong and he's insane. And he has thousands of creatures under his command. They will tear anyone to shreds who tries to harm their master.”

"And how are you going to get close to him?" Danny settled herself comfortably in his arms.

"I have a loophole." His hot whisper burned the skin under her ear, followed by his lips against her neck. "Stain made sure we could get back to the fortress before we left."

She no longer understood what he was saying to her, because his hands brazenly wandered under her T-shirt, and his lips left wet kiss marks on her skin.

"What is wrong with you?" she arched her back against his hand, caressing her breasts, and dug her nails into his pants somewhere at the level of the middle of the thigh. “We are talking about serious things here!”

"Do you have any more questions for me?" Vlad's fingers squeezed her swollen n****e.

Danny hissed and grabbed his wrist. "Quite possible."

"Ask then," he nibbled her earlobe between his teeth. His other hand slid down her belly and dived under the waistband of her pants.

She shook her head and tried to wriggle out of his arms. Vlad did not stop her. Danny straddled the vampire's thighs and pulled her T-shirt over her head.

“Do you know what surprised me the most?” she pressed her bare breasts against his chest.

His hands were instantly on her hips, stroking and pulling her closer. "I suspect the last three days of your life as a whole."

She shook her head. “I meant you. How did you surprise me?"

"I'm bloodsucking Count Dracula?"

"No, but it's definitely in the top ten." She took his face in her hands and looked into his eyes. “In the year and a half that you spent in my father’s clinic, you seemed to be a completely emotionless psycho. And these days, I see how human you really are. In a matter of days, you showed more feelings and emotions than in a year and a half. You seem more alive to me now than you were then."

“I’ll tell you a little secret, love, I seem alive to myself. And I was not devoid of emotions for a year and a half. Like my hunger, this cold… miserable existence lasted for so many years,” he leaned into her ear and whispered, “That must be the reason why I am like this now. All my feelings and desires, which I suppressed for years, are rushing out.”

"And what do you desire right now?"

With a sly smile, the vampire lifted Danny off his lap and laid her on the pillows. His lips crashed on hers, his tongue forced into her mouth, caressing the velvety surface of her tongue as his hands squeezed her buttcheeks hard. She kissed him back passionately, but Vlad's pressure did not give her much freedom of action. Soon she began to feel dizzy from lack of oxygen. As if sensing this, Vlad let go of her lips and began to kiss a path down her neck. When he reached her collarbone, he playfully bit down on the protruding bone, then ran his tongue over the reddened area of ​​the skin. He let go of her ass and squeezed her breasts in his palms. Raising his head, he admired the view that opened up to him and, looking her in the eyes, leaned over and sucked the hardened n****e into his mouth. Danny groaned loudly and clutched the sheets with both hands. The vampire sucked furiously on the swollen bead, not forgetting to pinch the other n****e with his fingers, which made her breath break into frequent noisy sighs. Held the n****e with his teeth, he slightly pulled it away and began to tease the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue. Giving her n****e another very tangible bite, he sank lower and began to cover her tummy with kisses.

She squeaked as the vampire abruptly yanked off her pants, leaving them dangling somewhere around her ankles. She tried to throw off the interfering fabric, but when Vlad caressed her c******s with his tongue, Danny forgot about everything. One of his hands firmly held her thigh, and the other made his way to her wet s*x and the tips of his fingers gently parted her folds.

"Holy hedgehogs!" she screamed as she felt his long, cold fingers penetrate her, caressing her tight p***y.

Vlad grinned at her choice of words. He plunged his fingers a little deeper, continuing to suck on the sensitive nub, running his tongue over it from time to time. Feeling her hot juices enveloping his fingers, he removed them, which caused a disgruntled scream. He leaned a little lower and inhaled the intoxicating smell of her arousal. He ran his tongue along her wet folds and poked it between them. Danny rolled her eyes and arched her back, feeling Vlad's tongue sink into her instead of fingers. Helplessly whimpering, she shook her head from side to side, feeling a hot lump gather in her stomach. The vampire's hands rested on her breasts and squeezed them hard.

"Ah!" arching her back until her vertebrae cracked, she moaned loudly. "Vlad, please!"

"Yes darling?" returning his fingers to her p***y, he bit through the skin on the inside of her thigh and took a sip of blood from the rapidly healing wound.

"I want you," she howled as his fingers found a sensitive spot inside her and pressed hard against it. "Please"

“I want you too, love. You have no idea how much I do”, he moved his fingers to press on the magic spot again, causing her to moan. "But we don't have much time."

"What?" trying to piece together the last bits of her mind, Danny looked into Vlad's face. And she immediately regretted it, because his burning scarlet eyes and lips moist from her juices looked amazing between her thighs. Pushing that thought aside, she exhaled, “We still have a couple of hours left.”

"That's exactly what I'm talking about," he pressed his thumb against her c**t. "We don't have much time," the vampire dug his fangs into her thigh again.

Danny closed her eyes and saw the colorful dots dancing under her eyelids. She no longer knew if she was screaming or moaning. The surrounding world was slowly dissolving, giving way to the waves of pleasure rolling over her. Not a single echo of thought was able to linger in her head for more than a second. She felt the heat that spread through her body from the focus of her arousal. When she realized that she was close to coming, Vlad's fingers disappeared, but before Danny could protest about this, his tongue broke into her hot flesh and brought her to c****x with a couple of movements.

She felt like she was floating somewhere. Opening her eyes, Danny found herself in Vlad's arms. He carried her half-conscious body towards the bathroom. When he plunged her into the tub and turned on the water, she opened her eyelids and looked at the vampire.

"How dare you go five hundred years without s*x?" she reached out her hand to the stream of water flowing from the faucet and washed her face. “This is a crime against all women in the world!”

"I've been waiting for you, love." He leaned over and pressed his lips to the crown of her head. "Do you need my help?"

She shook her head. "Thank you, I can handle it myself."

"Call me if you change your mind."

After pecking her lips, Vlad left the bathroom.

When Danny entered the cabin, Vlad was not there. Both of their bags were on the bed, fully packed. There was also a neat stack of her clothes. Apparently, the vampire had taken the liberty of choosing clothes for her. She did not find any note, or anything even remotely hinting at where her companion had gone. She got dressed and began to nervously walk around the room, trying to figure out where Vlad could have gone. What if he was wrong and one of Emilian's associates found him? Or did Radu send someone else after them? Time passed, and the vampire still did not appear. The imminent arrival at the port was announced. Cursing loudly, Danny rushed to the door, determined to rush in search of Vlad. Opening it, she saw him reaching for the doorknob.

"Where have you been?"

"Went to sort out a couple of issues with the staff." Seeing that the girl's eyes sparkled as if she was about to cry, he moved closer and hugged her. "Hey, what happened? Are you okay, love?"

Danny lightly punched him in the chest. “Was it hard for you to leave a note? I thought that someone had already gotten to you and ... and ... I was so scared, ”she buried her nose in his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Danny, look at me." As she obediently looked up at him, the vampire stroked her cheek affectionately. “Nothing will happen to me for the next couple of days, I promise you that. Radu's leash is not long enough for his dogs to reach us here. And he will not stick his nose in other masters’ territory. I'm sorry for not leaving a note. It's a little strange for me that someone can worry about my disappearance."

She sniffed loudly and said, "I'll forgive you if you kiss me."

Smiling broadly, Vlad kissed her sensually on the lips.

"Let's go," he gently pulled her away from him and took her hand, intertwining their fingers. “We have almost arrived in Stockholm.”

"I've never been to Stockholm before," she slung her backpack over one shoulder.

“What a pity that we will not stay here. I'd love to show you around the city."

"Show me next time"

"I will. Promise."

They left the cabin and closed the door behind them.