De Vivar had never had any patience with weeping women. “Enough of this! Accept that I have taken your virginity. Christ no longer wants you. You are my bride now, Sor Belicia. You will make an excellent mother to my children!”
Tears continued to flow down her cheeks, but she bowed her head and folded her hands. “As you say, my lord.”
He spent the night f*****g her, determined to get her with child as soon as might be.
Finally he rolled off her. “It will be dawn soon. We’ll sleep, and in the evening I will take you out and teach you how to feed. A child would have been best for you to begin with, but…”
“Not one of God’s innocents!”
“No, no. If I had turned you in the way other, less potent vampyres are wont to do…” He tapped a long finger against his chin. She was a small woman, but s
